Apocalypse: No rebirth! Time to upgrade the sewers!

He went back upstairs, and the original wooden bed had undergone the same change.

Very satisfied.

One hundred and ninety-five points, and in less than two minutes, only five points remained.

No problem, you can always earn more points.

He patted Wang Jie, who was still standing there in a daze.

"Prepare the ingredients, I'll go light the charcoal in the copper pot."

Wang Jie was slapped by him and only then did she come back to her senses from the huge shock.

She looked at her newly renovated home, then at Song Qing, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Okay...okay."

Wang Jie jogged back to the kitchen and started slicing beef.

Song Qing then went to the first floor of the underground shelter.

He took the copper pot downstairs and placed it on the new table.

This table is indeed large, more than twice the size of the small folding table upstairs, enough for four people to eat together.

He took the five boxes of charcoal out of the system space and put them in a corner downstairs.

He took four pieces of charcoal and put them into the charcoal chamber of the copper pot.

He took out the lighter he had scavenged earlier and heated the charcoal until it was red-hot.

He went to the bathroom and filled a basin with clean water, then poured it into the copper pot until the water level was just right.

Next, he opened a packet of hot pot base and put it in.

After doing all that, he took down all the meatballs and mutton rolls that had been placed on the folding table upstairs.

Ready.

Song Qing went up the stairs to the kitchen.

Wang Jie was cutting beef with her head down. Her knife skills were excellent, and the slices of meat were cut very evenly.

"From now on, we'll eat downstairs; the tables are bigger."

Wang Jie turned around with a smile on her face.

"Okay, I've got it."

"I've already ordered the hot pot and added the broth. You can come down after you've finished cutting it."

"OK."

He didn't stay any longer and went back downstairs.

Looking at the new bed, Song Qing had a sudden thought.

He took out the quilt, mattress, and thick wool blanket from the system space.

He laid them all out.

perfect.

He instinctively took out his phone and saw that it showed no signal.

That's true, we can't have a signal every day, after all, it's extremely cold and like the end of the world outside right now.

Just then, Wang Jie came down the stairs carrying a large plate filled with sliced ​​beef.

"Song Qing, I'm done cutting."

The two sat facing each other, watching the broth boiling in the copper pot. The aroma of the hot pot was enough to make the old man's mouth water.

Song Qing picked up a slice of mutton roll, dipped it in the boiling soup for a while, added some sauce, and put it in her mouth.

The long-lost feeling of being a cowboy + incredibly satisfying.

He suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Wang Jie, when you were trapped in the clothing store, did anything strange happen nearby?"

He always held a grudge about one thing.

Whether it was the pedestrian street or the later commercial street, both were supposed to be densely populated areas, yet he encountered very few white zombies.

This makes sense.

That's completely unreasonable.

Wang Jie was eating fish balls in small bites when she heard his question and stopped eating.

She tilted her head and began to think back carefully.

After a while, she suddenly said.

"Yes, there is the sound of an airplane."

"airplane?"

Song Qing also stopped moving.

"Yes, the sound of a helicopter. I've heard it several times; it's very loud and hovers right above my shop."

Wang Jie continued to recall.

"There seemed to be an announcement on the plane, repeatedly saying something like... looking for a Miss Zhang. Whoever can provide clues or help find her can... can enter some kind of shelter."

Wang Jie said with a frown.

"It's been too long. I was hungry and scared at the time, so I hid in the shop and didn't dare to make a sound. I don't remember very clearly."

Song Qing understood immediately after hearing this.

Helicopter.

The enormous roar, coupled with the constantly looping broadcast, made it a giant, mobile noise source.

For zombies who are extremely sensitive to sound, this is...

No wonder...

No wonder there are so few zombies in the commercial and pedestrian streets.

It turns out they were lured away by the helicopter.

"Which direction did the plane go?" he pressed.

Wang Jie didn't hesitate for long this time.

"It seems like... it flew eastward towards the East District."

Dongcheng District.

Song Qing understood.

The location he is in is in Xicheng District.

It seems that some powerful force is searching for someone at any cost.

The faction's ability to deploy helicopters indicates its considerable strength.

However, this is good news for him for the time being.

A large number of monsters in the West District have been drawn away, which means that the danger of him going out to scavenge for supplies has been greatly reduced.

It doesn't really matter how many monsters there are, he already has several superpowers and he's not afraid of them.

"Eat, don't think about it anymore."

Song Qing placed a piece of beef on Wang Jie's plate.

"Um."

Wang Jie nodded obediently and didn't ask any more questions.

Although she was a little confused, she didn't ask any more questions; the man in front of her had essentially saved her life.

All she needs to do is her job and take good care of Song Qing, and that will be enough.

The two enjoyed a very satisfying hot pot meal.

The food on the table was completely devoured.

Song Qing leaned back in his chair, feeling that he had become incredibly voracious after gaining superpowers.

Wang Jie began clearing away the dishes.

With nothing else to do, Song Qing went straight back downstairs and sat on the double bed.

"System, I want to view my personal panel."

The next second, a pale blue light screen unfolded before his eyes.

Name: Song Qing

Age: 25

[Special Abilities: [Red] Gluttony ~ [White] Night Vision ~ [Green] Claws ~ [Blue] Spikes ~ [Purple] Invisibility]

[Physical Fitness: 22]

[Agility: 23]

【Strength: 19】

【Spirit: 17】

Points: 5

He was very satisfied with the data on the panel.

[Someone else is also willing to watch; we can count them.]

Both his physical and mental abilities have been improved, and he has also gained a divine skill: invisibility.

Song Qing turned off the panel and stood up.

I was busy all day. First, I fought a giant chameleon to the death, and then I wiped out that group of scum drug dealers. I'm all sticky and covered in sweat.

He decided to take a shower.

Stepping into the bathroom, the warm water washed over me, carrying away the smell of blood.

After taking a shower, he came out wearing only a pair of shorts.

He was stunned as soon as he came out.

Wang Jie was sitting on his bed on the first floor.

She changed into a silk nightgown, and looked at her mature and charming face.

This gave Song a certain feeling.

Song Qing walked to the bedside.

"What's wrong?"

He asked the question.

"There's such a big bed downstairs, aren't you going to sleep there?"

Wang Jie did not answer immediately, but simply lowered her head and clutched her nightgown with both hands.

Her little face turned a bright red.

"It's nothing...it's nothing, I just...I just finished washing the dishes and was sitting for a while."

Her voice was barely audible.

Song Zhu nodded, and without thinking much, lay down next to Wang Jie.

He picked up his phone and looked at it; there was still no signal.

The time displayed on the screen is 7 PM.