Rebirth In the End of the World Raising Buns

The convoy drove out of the gate of the base, and it had been more than half a year since Wen Luming came out. The town without humans has become more desolate and empty than before.

The road has not been maintained for a long time. Although there are people walking on the road every day in the base, the survivors who come and go in a hurry will not notice the road under their feet, so the road is getting dilapidated day by day. One piece is missing, one piece is missing in the west, and there are bumps and hollows. It has long since lost its level before the end of the world.

The roadside began to be covered with vines, and the trees planted for greening in the past grew wildly after the end of the world, with luxuriant branches and leaves. Fortunately, although the remaining trees are very tall, they are not mutated plants, because the mutated plants have long been exterminated by the supernatural beings who often go out on missions.

The child Wen Tiandao sat obediently on his father's hard stomach, opened his big eyes and tilted his head curiously looking at the scene outside the car window.

Except for Wen Luming's pine tree, which is often used as an umbrella, he has never seen so many tall green plants since he was born, so lush and full of vitality.

There are no big trees in the base, only a few small trees, but they all grow malnourished, because their leaves will be plucked off as soon as they grow—they are picked by the hungry survivors to satisfy their hunger.

The roads closer to the base were cleared, so the car was driving fast along the way. There were not many zombies on the road, and all of them were hit by the speeding car and eliminated in an instant.

When the car gradually drove into the big city, mottled buildings and roaring zombies, colorless billboards and peeling walls turned the colorful and colorful world before the end of the world into a desolate and dilapidated black and white landscape.

It’s been a long time since I’ve smelled a zombie that smelled human. Seeing a car drive in, all the flies rushed to it as if they saw the blood. The zombie’s hands and feet became much more agile, and its combat effectiveness improved a lot. Of course, the combat effectiveness of humans will also increase.

Dense zombies flocked to the Mercedes-Benz convoy from all directions, but how could their speed compare to that of Humvees and military vehicles? The roaring cars made it impossible for them to even touch the rear of the car.

The kid Wen Tiandao saw so many terrifying zombies, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he stared at the zombies with disemboweled stomachs and broken limbs, jumping around in his father's arms with excitement. Is the tank big?

"As expected of the boss." Zhou Wen praised the little fat man's calm and fearless performance with admiration, "This kid is a talent!"

"Of course!" Wang Wenyu still had a cold face, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth and his arrogant tone all showed his pride and love for the little fat man.

The Hummer roared past, the zombie's blood and minced meat splashed on the car window, the little guy who was new to everything couldn't see the outside, and suddenly lost his enthusiasm, and turned his little head back wearily .

Wang Wenyu looked at the little fat man with his deep dark eyes. The little fat man also looked up at him, muttering in his own alien language, glanced at Wang Wenyu, then turned his head and looked out of the car window, then at his father, and then out of the window.

Obviously, he was telling his father to look out the window, and asked his father to solve the problem of his sight being blocked.

Father and son had a tacit understanding, and Wang Wenyu understood his little tricks.

But now it is the process of driving fast, and there are zombies chasing outside, so I can't open the window to wash the glass.

So the serious and upright father held down the little fat man's writhing little head, preventing him from looking outside and only letting him look straight ahead.

But is Wen Tiandao kid so easily dealt with? Of course not, he stubbornly resisted his father's authority, used his small head to compete with his father's big hands, and tried his best to fight against his father.

An ant can shake a big tree, and an ant can't do anything to an elephant. How can this little ant, Wen Tiandao, resist Wang Wenyu, an elephant? He can only be pressed to look at the big villain who is oppressing him!

The little fat man sees that using force doesn't work,

Immediately changed to using literary and opera to achieve the goal - as soon as his eyes were closed, his mouth was flattened, and he burst into tears.

When Wang Wenyu saw him cry, he immediately became at a loss. You know, the little guy hardly ever cries. Boys like "a man can't shed tears easily" don't need to be taught their professionalism, it's written in his genes in the atlas.

Wang Wenyu hadn't seen the little guy's crying skills before, but he was lucky enough to be able to witness it now.

The little guy howled loudly, and the roof of the car was about to be lifted by his cries. Fortunately, the car was soundproof, otherwise the zombies outside the car would have heard it, and they would have been chased like dogs.

But the people in the car can suffer, everyone is almost deaf from his howling.

Liu Jingyu covered her ears: "Oh! Is this thunder?"

"It's a mental attack! The energy exploded, little guy!" Zhou Wen was so devastated that he hurriedly shouted: "Boss, hurry up and coax the little guy!"

How to coax? He also doesn't know how to deal with a crying baby! Dad Wang Wenyu cried out in his heart.

Looking at the little ancestor who opened his mouth and howled so much that he could see his throat, he panicked and didn't know what to do. He was more nervous than the first time he went to catch drug dealers in the deep mountains and old forests. The son was killed in seconds.

The little ancestor howled so loudly that Wang Wenyu had no choice but to turn his head and wink at Wen Luming with pitiful eyes, hoping that she would lend a helping hand.

Wen Luming quickly took out a molar stick from the package, and stuffed it into the little fat man's wide open mouth.

All of a sudden, the world is clean.

The little villain who was crying just now, now he is biting the molar stick intently, has turned into a quiet little handsome man again, and staged a wonderful show of turning into a little angel in a second, no one would Thinking about it for a second, he is still a little devil who destroys people's eardrums.

The little angel has something to play with, and finally no longer thinks about the "big toy" walking outside the car.

Wen Luming couldn't help reaching out and pinching his chubby little face, "The little villain is pretending to cry."

Wang Wenyu looked at his face, sure enough, there wasn't a single tear, and his face was clean, really cunning.

Mom goes on to debunk his trick: "He's asking for something fun."

"Damn! Do you want to be so cunning? He was transformed by a little goblin!" Zhou Wen shouted exaggeratedly, "Boss, blue is better than blue!"

When Wen Tiandao saw that he had a new toy, he gave a sweet smile to his father, and the sun was so bright that it almost lost its color!

little devil! Wang Wenyu said in his heart, and silently moved away from his chubby face.

But he is still a little angel, look, he took out his precious teething stick from his mouth, and was about to stuff it into Wang Wenyu's mouth...

Mom said, good things should be shared!

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