Ma Wu has always felt that he is a relatively wise person and will always make correct judgments and decisions at critical moments.
But when he compared it with Zhang Guangmu, he felt that he still had a lot to learn.
Observation, action, decision-making ability, willingness to sacrifice, strong belief...
There are gaps in every aspect.
It would be great if Zhang Guangmu is still alive...
In that case, I can be a supplement and don't have to bear so much responsibility and pressure.
For the same thing, there is a difference between a person who can see through its essence in one second and a person who needs a whole day to barely understand its mystery.
Although Ma Wu behaved quite humbly and seemed to have lost his confidence due to being beaten by Zhang Guangmu, he still gave reasonable suggestions.
"The roads here are in good condition, but the public facilities have been abandoned and used for at least two years."
As he spoke, Ma Wu raised one hand and pointed to the south. "Go in this direction and see if you can escape from this [Dark Corpse Mansion Cluster]."
"Due to lack of sufficient intelligence..."
"I couldn't have given you better advice."
"Whether or not to adopt my suggestion depends on the captain's decision."
Wang Shangqing looked around, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, and said decisively, "Let's go!"
He would rather make a mistake than sit back and die!
If you continue to wait here, nothing good will happen. Instead of hoping for a "magic weapon from heaven", Wang Shangqing is more willing to believe in your own efforts and hard work.
The other members of the survivor team looked at a loss and did not question Wang Shangqing's decision.
Although Wang Shangqing is a strong and domineering person, he is quite qualified as a team leader.
At least he has the courage to make decisions and take responsibility, and will not pass on his responsibilities to others.
So...
The survivor team gears up and restarts.
Because before in the Dark Corpse Building, everyone drank a lot of tap water and ate instant noodles. There was no need to replenish water or food, and they wanted to escape from this weird place, so the marching speed of the survivor team was not slow at all.
Along the way, Jiang Ling kept her head lowered, her slightly disheveled hair covering her eyes, making it difficult to see her eyes clearly or what she was thinking.
Wang Shangqing, who was relatively close to her, could barely hear keywords such as "Kill all the dark corpses" and "Mastermind".
Wang Shangqing I don't know what to say.
Even if he was thinking on his knees, he knew that the person who could cause such a terrifying scene would definitely not be a single individual. There must be a behemoth hidden behind the scenes, perhaps even a superpower spanning the world.
He once promised Zhang Guangmu that as long as he was alive, Zhang Guangmu would not die.
But...
He broke his promise.
Wang Shangqing, who failed to fulfill his promise, was both annoyed and depressed.
He once wanted to promise Zhang Guangmu that even if Zhang Guangmu died, he would protect Jiang Ling and treat her as his own sister.
Although those words were not spoken, Wang Shangqing planned to fulfill this silent promise.
He pondered for a long time, but in the end he still didn't act like a normal brother and show affection and reason to Jiang Ling to make him give up the idea of revenge. Instead, he said in a calm and powerful tone, "I will do it..."
"Destroy those dark zombies and Mastermind who created them."
Jiang Ling was stunned, but did not respond.
She was still immersed in grief and couldn't extricate herself.
At this time, dark clouds gathered in the sky.
The drizzle like cow hair intertwined in the air, pouring on the survivors, as if to wash away the decadence and bad luck on their bodies.
It's just...
The silent survivor team became more and more desperate as they walked.
The drizzle that was originally as small as ox-hair flower needles gradually became larger and turned into raindrops as big as beans.
The rain falling from the sky hit the ground, making a splashing sound.
Along the way, there was no shelter from the wind and rain.
The cold rain took away the heat from the members of the survivor team.
They were so cold that their faces turned pale, but they gritted their teeth and kept moving forward.
Finally, in the rain curtain, an ancient pavilion appeared.
Pavilion, one of the traditional single wooden structures. Usually built on the roadside for pedestrians to rest.
At this moment, this pavilion became a place for everyone to take shelter from the rain.
Now that he had a chance to breathe, Ma Wu sat on the ground, feeling the soreness in his feet. He looked at the people who had turned into drowned rats, and his thoughts were spinning in his mind.
He knew he should make some useful suggestions.
What makes Ma Wu himself feel ridiculous is that, now that he is so confused, all he can think of for a moment is "The sky is clear and the sky is full of fairy clouds, and we all send you envoys to the pavilion" and "The majesty of the flames, the beauty is damaged by the sun, how can you play with me in the pavilion, and the drunken lotus wind and the green bamboo mat depend on each other" are two poems that suit the occasion.
Poetry...
At this time, what's the use?
Not as valuable as a piece of ham!
Even though they had traveled a long way, the corpse group showed no sign of disappearing.
All you can see is [Corpse Mansion Cage].
Through the rain curtain, roars and screams could still be heard.
"An in vivo experiment on the order of three million people..."
Ma Wu Sitting on the ground, he was soaked to the skin. Although his hands and feet were cold, his heart was even colder.
He has begun to doubt life. "Is it really possible for a super-large experiment of this level to exist?"
Not far away, in the rain, a voice that was very familiar to the members of the survivor team came.
"Because, humans on earth are almost extinct..."
Everyone followed the sound and found...
In the pouring rain, a young man holding an umbrella was walking slowly towards this side.
The other party was wearing navy blue and jet black clothing, holding a large jet black umbrella, and wearing purple-black, pseudo-sneaker-shaped rubber shoes on the soles of his feet.
The young man has a fair complexion, eyebrows like distant mountains, and amber eyes. From a distance, it seems that his eyes are pitch black, as breathtaking as an abyss.
The young man who appeared in front of everyone had a handsome face, a straight figure, and an extraordinary temperament. If he wasn't Zhang Guangmu, who could he be?
Unlike many survivors who were in high spirits, Wang Shangqing looked calm and calm.
He just nodded slightly as if he was seeing a neighbor with whom he had no friendship.
But...
Wang Shangqing The right hand that had been clenched tightly was quietly released at some point.
The fire ax that had not left the body after escaping from the corpse building also fell to the ground, making a "clang" sound.
The rain curtain obscured Wang Shangqing's emotional changes.
Except for some Xiao Bai Group who like to watch movies with a magnifying glass, almost no one noticed Wang Shangqing's reaction.
Everyone's attention is focused on "Zhang Guangmu".
(There's another chapter in four hours!)