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Chapter 472 The Arrogant and Tyrannical Doomsday Zombie King and the Spiritual Stick (1)

Ning Zhi had a nightmare.

A terrible nightmare.

It's scary because I can't remember anything after waking up.

Her little apprentice came over, "Master, what's wrong with you, you were yelling all night?"

The little apprentice's name is Xiaoguang, and he is 12 years old. He lost his parents in this doomsday, and was adopted by the kind-hearted Ning Zhi, and became her apprentice. , to promote the beautiful destiny, son of luck and other metaphysical theories.

"Well, you don't understand, this is summoning souls."

[System: Host, the nonsense you just opened your mouth is still so different. 】

But her little apprentice will believe it.

"Really, master, you are really amazing, master!" Xiaoguang's eyes were blingbling.

He was young, and with her, a magic stick, she couldn't help but make her worry about children's nine-year compulsory education.

Of course, in this last days, where is there any compulsory education.

One day ten years ago, a virus was accidentally leaked from the most advanced laboratory.

The RASNⅡ virus is an RNA virus with high infectivity and rapid mutation. At that time, in just half a year, it had mutated into more than a dozen variants.

When it mutates to 89% during the incubation period of the human body, human beings will be completely lost and become low-level zombies, and will unconditionally obey the commands of high-level zombies.

The reason for the laboratory leak at the beginning is unverifiable. It was initially lurking in City A. The virus swept across almost half of the country, and it is still affecting the survivors of the entire world.

Many low-level zombies don't distinguish between enemies and friends, and even their own relatives will be cruelly killed.

The country tried to use force to fight, but the virus could spread infinitely through the gnawing of zombies. Gradually, soldiers in the army also began to be infected with the virus and became the fighting force of the zombies.

Normal human labor force and production capacity have been lost, the supply chain has been broken, and supplies have shrunk sharply, falling into chaos.

The surviving humans were scattered all over the place, raised their guns, and established many spontaneous underground organizations. Unfortunately, there were also battles between organizations, and they were also vying for resources and annexing each other.

This is the end of the world, and it is also a chaotic world.

It's too difficult for a salty fish like Ning Zhi who just wants to eat.

Her parents also died under the doomsday, and she was left alone. She worshiped a Maoshan Taoist priest as an apprentice. After studying for a few years, when the Taoist priest pasted fake talismans to perform the performance of sealing zombies, she attracted real zombies. Eat it dry and wipe it off.

Ning Zhi was lucky enough to escape.

Unfortunately, she was the only one left. She used to have a mouthful of porridge with the master, but now there is only Xibeifeng.

So she learned from the painful experience, disguised herself as a man, and inherited the master's equipment—false mustache, Taoist uniform, ghostly drawn charms, and a banner of "steal the iron mouth, fortune-telling, and drawing talismans".

Later, he met the same miserable Xiaoguang. He was so miserable that he ate bad food and vegetables from the trash can, and ate it while vomiting, because he was really hungry.

Ning Zhi couldn't see it and gave him half a steamed bun. He was so grateful that he followed him five blocks away, saying that he would be a slave and work for her as a cow or a horse.

It doesn't matter if you are a cow or a horse, if it is quite enough, just be an apprentice.

Ning Zhi said so.

Ning Zhi thought to himself, this is worthy of the master, inheriting the mantle, even if she died unfortunately that day, wouldn't there still be Xiaoguang?

[System: Bah, bah, did you think you didn't die enough? 】

Oh yes.

Ning Zhi died very quickly in the first two worlds, and she was actually a little satisfied with that.

Today, as usual, the stalls are set up. This street is relatively peaceful. Many people gather here, and some spontaneous non-governmental organizations distribute leaflets every day, advertising that there are supplies and guns here, and you are the best choice to join the gang.

In fact, the organization lacks labor.

(End of this chapter)