I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

On the other side, under Xu Haihai's notification, Song Muyuan immediately began preparations to select some elites from the eight legions, totaling more than 5,000 people.

Following the order, these selected elite soldiers quickly took their places on the transport plane.

"Brother Song, come on."

On the platform in the central administrative area, Miao Luo opened the door of Dongsheng Hezhi's aircraft and said politely.

Song Muyuan raised his hand and saw that all the soldiers he had selected had entered the transport plane. Then he said: "Mayor Miao, don't call me like that in the future. Just call me Commander Song. After all, I include everyone here." Everyone should know that casual and overly affectionate terms in some matters can cause misunderstandings."

"Yes, yes, Commander Song, come up then, let's go first."

Song Muyuan looked at him, shook his head and said, "No need, we have our own plane, you can just lead the way later."

"Oh, actually the two of us don't need to see each other like this. In the future, when you work in our Dongsheng place, we will meet each other. Our relationship is still very distant now. It may not be possible in the future. Moreover, we in Dongsheng Hezhi still have some Things are counting on you."

As he spoke, Miao Luo seemed to remember something, and with a look of confusion on his face, he quickly said: "Oh~ Commander Song, I think I know what you are afraid of. Don't worry, I, Miao Luo, will never do those things no matter how unbearable I am. , just come up, I, Miao Luo, swear here that I will protect your safety with all my strength, and if anyone wants to harm you, they must first fall over my Miao Luo's body."

Song Muyuan curled his lips and said to himself: "Tsk, who wouldn't say anything in a situation like this? If you are really in danger, I'm afraid you won't be able to use me to block the knife."

Although he thought so in his heart, Song Muyuan did not say so on the surface. He just waved his hand and said, "Mayor Miao, you misunderstood. I'm not worried about this."

"It's okay. Let's sit together on the road so we can get to know each other's situation, right?"

The smile on Miao Luo's face was bright. As he spoke, he pulled Song Muyuan up and pushed him onto his aircraft.

Song Muyuan did not resist. He suddenly remembered what Xu Haihai had said to him half an hour ago. The general meaning was that Miao Luo would ask him for information about the Liantong District on his way to Dongsheng Hezhi, and such a person Old fox, as a novice in human affairs, Song Muyuan had no way to deal with it, so the best way was to pretend to be deaf and dumb to all Miao Luo's problems.

"Then... let's go." Song Muyuan hesitated, but entered Miao Luo's aircraft at Miao Luo's invitation. Most of the people who were riding in the aircraft when they came had been kicked out, and only a few looked like Miao Luo's confidants should be sitting inside.

Miao Luo himself had already prepared a box in the aircraft for him to chat with Song Muyuan.

"Come, sit down." Miao Luo pointed to the sofa in the box. On the back of the sofa, there was a thick black security stick, which was extremely conspicuous on the luxurious white leather sofa.

Song Muyuan nodded, sat on it, and looked around. To be honest, the decoration around here was very luxurious, and it could be compared with the decoration on the top floor of the Peace Society.

After Song Muyuan took his seat, Miao Luo immediately sat opposite Song Muyuan. Following his movements, Song Muyuan's heart skipped a beat and she looked at him with full vigilance, guarding against the series of questions Miao Luo would ask next. .

But in the next second, things didn't seem to go according to the script in his mind. Miao Luo just pointed at the black seat belt on the sofa that was pressed against Song Muyuan's butt, and said, "You can put on that thing." One set, wait a minute, the aircraft will rise to an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the aircraft will be a little bumpy in the sky. Although the probability of something happening is very small, it will happen, right? Oh. By the way, Brother Song, what level of new are you? Human?"

Song Muyuan thought for a while and didn't know how to answer the other party. He was now a sixth-level zombie, but his combat power didn't look like a sixth-level zombie at all.

In terms of strength, Song Muyuan's strength is only slightly stronger than the ordinary fourth-order new humans.

When he meets those fighting experts, he will be beaten steadily.

But soon, I heard Song Muyuan say: "I... am at the fifth level."

"Yes." Miao Luo also nodded. He was not surprised at all by this answer. It seemed that he thought so in his heart.

"It's 10,000 meters high in the air. If I shake you down, I can't bear the responsibility. You'd better take it with you."

"Oh." Song Muyuan nodded and put the seat belt on the sofa on himself.

As the two sat down, it didn't take long for the buildings outside the window to slowly lower to the eye level, and finally the lowering speed became faster and faster, but Song Muyuan himself did not notice it at all.

Just watching the buildings outside the window lowering before his eyes without feeling anything made Song Muyuan feel that all this was very strange.

Almost a few minutes later, the clouds he saw began to move behind, and Miao Luo also shifted his gaze from the window to Song Muyuan.

"Hey, Brother Song, where are you from?"

"Huh?" Song Muyuan was stunned again. This is a question that people often ask in human society.

However, Song Muyuan did not have any fragments of human society in his memory, and he did not know the names humans gave to some places before the end of the world. He did not react for a while.

But soon, a word came to his mind.

native.

"Oh, I'm a local here."

"Local, what kind of job did you do before?" Miao Luo then asked.

But this time Song Muyuan was familiar with him, and he said directly without hesitation: "There is no action, he is just a jobless vagrant."

"Vagrant?" Miao Luo looked at him strangely, and finally began to think.

Just when he wanted to continue asking, he heard Song Muyuan ask him all the questions he had asked him before.

"Then where were you from before?"

"People from Xujiang fled to Province H from there, and almost died several times. When the apocalypse first appeared, our family was still taking a nap, and it wasn't until we woke up at night that it happened that the world had become a different place."

"My wife and I saw a lot of people running wildly on the street from the window. At that time, we didn't know anything, so we walked out."

Miao Luo said, sadness suddenly flashed in her eyes, and her uncontrollable emotions began to be released.

"Then what?" Song Muyuan became curious. This sounded like an interesting story. This type of story is generally very exciting, including Song Muyuan, who is a zombie.

"In the end, my wife died. She was thrown to the ground by a group of zombies and torn to pieces."