Four hours later, Black Panther, who had watched three movies about the end of the world, felt like she was Spartan. He looked at Qinghuan, not understanding why this little girl was so happy and in such a heavy world... but she was completely unaffected.

"I don't know how the world will develop in the future, but... it is roughly similar to the movie. I hope you are mentally prepared." Qing Huan said with a smile. "Aren't you going to find your comrades? Can you take me with me?"

"good."

Qinghuan, who thought she had to convince Black Panther, was stunned for a moment. Although she had already confirmed on the way that this guy was a cold-faced person, they were still strangers, and he even said it without even thinking about it. Black Panther's idea was actually very simple. He didn't think about whether Qinghuan approached him with a purpose. He was just a mercenary, and he was hired by anyone who gave the money. There was nothing to be plotted against. Moreover, she was a little girl, and it was a bit unreasonable to keep her.

There is rare light and beauty in his life. Now that an angel appears in front of him, how can he bear to let her be stained with dirt?

So the two of them made up their minds. They slept in the small shop for one night that night and rushed to the next morning. There was a private car in the garage of the small shop. It was average in configuration, but it was better than hiking. Qinghuan piled up all the food and brought in the car and put away some of it. Mo Ze originally named her this ability Space, but her ability was much greater than that.

After getting on the car, Qinghuan stayed in the co-pilot. After a night of time, Black Panther now basically treats her as a child and asks her to call him his brother. Qinghuan acts very well and softly. She calls her brother so close. She wins people's hearts, which makes Black Panther almost treat her as a fragile crystal doll. This guy looks so smart, but he doesn't ask who Qinghuan is there and how to survive and how to save him. He seems to have forgotten the two zombies who were shot in the head for no reason that day.

But Qinghuan knew it was not. This man looked rough and tough, but in fact he was as careful as a hair. He didn't ask what she didn't want to say, but he could trust her very much.

It is a must-have item for traveling at home.

When she first came to this world, she was behind Black Panther. He fought with the zombies and didn't see her, so she didn't say anything, and then she found that the zombies ignored her at all. Qinghuan was a little disappointed. Her existence seemed very natural and normal for the zombies. When they walked, they met each other, and those guys would take the initiative to avoid it! Qinghuan shook back and forth between them, stretched out his hand for them to bite. They looked like they were afraid of avoiding it, which was simply hurting her heart.

This body is not a human. Although it is a physical body, it is transformed by her. Her heartbeats and breathes, and her blood is also flowing. She is healthy and pink and tender. Unfortunately, it is not the dish in the mouth of a zombie.

So in this end of the world, humans are more dangerous than zombies - for Qinghuan.

They headed south all the way south, where big cities are concentrated, with dense populations and a lot of zombies. Qinghuan had already predicted what a bloody storm would be like in the future.

She was flipping through the comics with a lollipop in her mouth. She was so leisurely, and the black panther next to her was driving. She felt angry and funny when she saw her arrogant look. In the previous city, they stopped to enter the city to replenish supplies. Qinghuan insisted on bringing a few comics, but he didn't stop him, otherwise the journey would be too boring and there would be no other entertainment except listening to the radio.

But Black Panther feels very happy with such a cute little angel around.

She is obedient, sensible and good at making good things. Black Panther has been lonely for half her life, and only after she met Qinghuan did she know what it means to laugh. In order to avoid encountering the zombie wave, they will choose a relatively remote route. The radio can occasionally search for a channel, but it is getting less and less. The disaster is too sudden. The chance of humans becoming zombies is three-quarters, and only a few people are spared.

Qinghuan carefully asked about the situation of Black Panther, and the two discussed it, thinking that it might be a problem of radiation or viruses, but they didn't understand this, so they just guessed that the zombies were coming in full force, and they hadn't even seen a living person in the past three days.

They also rest in the car at night. The zombies will not hurt Qinghuan, which does not mean that they will look at the black panther differently. Basically, in the eyes of the zombies, the black panther is a walking piece of fat meat, and they can't even salivate.

Black Panther also has the idea that zombies will evolve - partly from movies, partly from his keen observation. Not to mention anything else, just say that the two in the small shop that almost made him plant there seemed to be able to think a little bit. They don’t know how to find food everywhere like ordinary zombies, and even after Black Panther killed all the other zombies on the street, they still endured it. They judged that the black panther needed food and water, so they lie dormant in the store and waited.

They took a month to reach their destination, but the Black Panther pounced on the empty space. The bunker was still there, but the bunker had been cleared and there were no comrades in their hands. Qing Huan jumped down from the entrance and looked around and said, "This place is actually not very safe. It is too close to the city. Sooner or later, the zombies are coming."

The black panther saw the secret code engraved on the ground: "Qinghuan."

"What is this?"

"The code we used to use when we fought side by side. This guy was not dead. He transferred and left me a code."

"Are we going to find him?"

"Do you want to go?"

"Well... go." Qinghuan bit the lollipop. "Find something to do. There are many people and great power. If you can gather more people, you may have some new discoveries. Since zombies are evolving, there is no reason why humans cannot evolve."

"Evolution..." Black Panther repeated the word. His health is getting worse and worse now, but he has never told Qing Huan that he is at least two-thirds weaker than before the Doomsday. Fortunately, there is also a fully equipped off-road vehicle in the bunker with plenty of weapons. "The muskrat guy knew I would come, so everything was ready."

"He is muskrat? No wonder he likes to dig holes so much." Qing Huan flipped through the ammunition box and put it back. "This car is more comfortable than the one we drove." She turned her head and smiled at the black panther with a paralyzed face. "Brother Leopard, what are you worried about? So many people are dead, but we are still alive, with companions, cars, food, weapons, and hope. Why are you not happy?"

Black Panther touched Qinghuan's head and let out a breath for a while: "Yes, you're right, let's take a break and get ready to go!"

But he was still worried that his physical condition was getting worse and worse, and maybe one day it would become a burden to her. At that time, when he died, what should she do? She was still so young, so clean and beautiful. Black Panther had seen the darkest and most ugliest side of human beings. He could almost imagine what covetousness would be if he had no self.

He cannot die, he must not die!

In fact, Qinghuan had long noticed something was wrong with Black Panther. In the first month, he could drive for three consecutive days without dozing off, but then the time was getting shorter and shorter, and the time needed to rest was getting longer and longer. He was very hungry, his face was a little pale, but he was angry.

This is the prelude to awakening the supernatural power. Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed when he said this. Black Panther's supernatural power should have been awakened when he was knocked down by the two zombies. As a result, she didn't know at that time, so she helped first, resulting in nothing that stimulated him to awaken. I'm so sorry, it's really true.

The female ghost Yu Yi died too early and didn't know what would happen next. Mo Ze was not there, so Qinghuan had to examine the world by herself and gain some understanding of the world. She did not look at the future, and there was no need, but she still knew that more than three months had passed since the outbreak of zombies, and zombies were gradually evolving slowly, and so were humans.

Just like zombies are divided into levels, human superpower evolution is also divided into levels. A warrior like Black Panther, whose superpowers are the best in many battles is more difficult than ordinary people, but once awakened, he can surpass ordinary people ten times more. Although he is not a good person in the traditional sense, he is loyal and capable. If he is trained, he will definitely become a better warrior. Qinghuan was also worried about saving the world. Unfortunately, she has only taken a fancy to one Black Panther so far.

The most urgent task is to let the Black Panther awaken its supernatural powers first. Of course, she can intervene and help him, but Qinghuan does not. She is not an existence in this world. If she has to intervene in this little thing in person, why wouldn’t she just correct the world directly, which would take such a lot of effort?

She is a very good Meng Po.

The next morning, Qinghuan was a little worried. She thought it would be better not to let Black Panther drive, because his face was so white that it was scary. Black Panther probably knew that he gently hugged Qinghuan into his arms and whispered: "If Brother Leopard dies, you can burn the body with gasoline to avoid becoming a disaster."

"You won't die, I will help you." Qinghuan looked up at him, looking very serious. "Don't say such things anymore."

Black Panther thought she was just a little girl's spoiled behavior, so she smiled and said, "Okay, let's go quickly."

He hoped to entrust Qinghuan to the muskrat before he died, so that he would not have to worry that she would not have the ability to protect herself, and would be coveted by others because of her appearance that was too pure and beautiful. In the end of the world, beauty and weakness were no longer a pity for people, but became original sin.
Chapter completed!