Doomsday Star Crystal: I have a contracted beast army

Chapter 113 Young Zhang Jie

The old man's name is Zhang Shuguo. He joined the army when he was young and participated in the unspeakable counterattack. Later, the army was laid off and he changed his career to work in the Luoshan City Forestry Bureau.

This old building was the house assigned to Zhang Shuguo in his work unit for decades. It was being demolished before the end of the world, and all the nearby neighbors had moved away.

The old man's son died early and his daughter-in-law remarried, leaving only the old couple and their autistic grandson. Therefore, until the meteorite rain came, they had not had time to move.

Unexpectedly, because this house survived the meteorite rain, the grandfather and grandson survived.

It's a pity that Zhang Shuguo's wife was in the hospital at the time...

After the zombie outbreak, they were the only two people nearby, and the dilapidated house was not attacked. They relied on a sweet potato seedling that could produce a sweet potato every three days to survive until now.

"Master, go find grandma." After a while, the fat boy said again.

"You can't get out, there are zombies everywhere, and your grandma is long gone."

Zhang Shuguo said calmly: "My old bones can't last more than a few days. Your fat body will feed zombies sooner or later!"

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Zhang Shuguo had already prepared for the two-month apocalypse, and it was impossible for them to survive for long.

However, as long as he is alive, he will not let his grandson Zhang Jie die.

"Master, I'm hungry." The fat boy said again.

Zhang Shuguo got up and walked into the kitchen. There was a convenience bag under the stove. It was a discounted vegetable he bought in the supermarket the night before the meteorite rain fell.

Today, only one sweet potato sprouts and takes root.

Three days ago, the leaves of the sweet potatoes were still green. Today, several leaves have withered and the vines are turning yellow...

This sweet potato seedling can produce a fist-sized sweet potato every three days, and one bite can last a whole day.

Sweet potatoes were supposed to grow today, but right now there was nothing under that stem.

The old man was hesitant. Should he eat the sweet potato vine?

After eating it, the hope of the grandfather and grandson was completely gone, but even if they didn't eat it...

The old well in the yard dried up a week ago. With no water source to continue watering, we could only watch the sweet potato seedling wither and die.

"You can only manage one meal after eating it. What about the next meal?" Zhao Shuguo muttered.

He was still unwilling to let his grandson die after eating this meal.

Finally, determination flashed in Zhang Shuguo's eyes, and he turned around and staggered out of the kitchen.

"Zhang Jie, grandpa went out to look for water, you stay at home."

Zhang Jie looked up at his grandfather, his lips moved, and he remained silent.

Having spoken a few words before was already an extraordinary performance. Autistic people only speak accidentally when they care about the most important things.

Zhang Shuguo sighed, found his crutches, opened the door and walked out slowly.

At this time, the midday sun was shining brightly, but the world was desolate.

Zhang Shuguo is almost ninety years old. He knows that once he leaves home, he may never come back.

He couldn't help but look back at the house where he had lived all his life.

A month ago, vegetation climbed up the wall of the house and the cement was broken down. After Zhang Shuguo discovered it, he spent a lot of effort to clean it up.

Now it is overgrown with vines.

Zhang Shuguo sighed again, he no longer had the energy to clean up.

Just as Zhang Shuguo took steps forward, he heard footsteps behind him. It was Zhang Jie.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Shuguo said angrily: "Go back quickly!"

"Master." Zhang Jie only said one word and looked at him in fear.

"go back!"

Zhang Shuguo raised his crutch and hit Zhang Jie hard: "Are you still obedient?"

Zhang Jie remained motionless and let the crutch fall. Zhang Shuguo was too old and the beating didn't hurt at all. Instead, he was panting from exhaustion.

In the end, the old man could only look up to the sky and sigh: "You are going to die anyway, so take the risk!"

Zhang Shuguo put away his crutches, took his grandson's hand, and staggered forward.

I still remember that there is an ancient well in the village in the city. If there is a water source nearby, it must be there. It is also within the demolition area, and there should not be many zombies nearby.

Half an hour later, the grandfather and grandson came to an ancient well. Most of the wellhead had collapsed.

Zhang Shuguo bent down with difficulty, picked up a stone and threw it down.

Plop!

There was a sound of splashing water.

"have water!"

Zhang Shuguo was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and his old face wrinkled with laughter.

With water, there is hope for his grandson!

Just when Zhang Shuguo was happy...

Roar!

A zombie jumped out of nowhere and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Jie!

Zhang Shuguo was horrified and quickly blocked his body in front of Zhang Jie. Before he could say anything, the zombie bit him on the neck.

Zhang Shuguo's eyes widened, full of fear, and then became complicated. At the last moment of his life, he shouted to his autistic grandson: "Zhang Jie, go quickly!"

Stab!

A large piece of flesh on the neck was torn off by the zombie, and the blood vessels and fascia inside were torn out, and the zombie started chewing it.

Zhang Shuguo's eyes began to wander: "Let's go...you fool, let's go...!"

Click!

The zombies bit off his neck bones, and the old man never made a sound again...

Zhang Jie was stunned, watching the zombies pounce on his grandfather and bite the flesh. The sharp nails cut open the belly and pulled out the internal organs... which were steaming hot.

"Master!"

Zhang Jie shouted loudly, and then went completely crazy: "Ah... Master!"

He rushed forward recklessly, pressed the zombie under him, and opened his mouth to bite the zombie's neck.

The zombie immersed in fresh flesh and blood instinctively turned back to bite Zhang Jie...

So, the man and the zombie started to bite each other, and finally Zhang Jie touched a meteorite and smashed the zombie's head hard, once, twice...

A few minutes later, Zhang Jie's arms were bitten by the zombies to white bones, a piece of skin and flesh on his face was torn off, and his body and face were covered with blood. Finally... Crack!

The zombie's head was smashed by him.

The dark brown brain fluid flowed out.

Zhang Jie was completely indifferent and continued to smash it again and again...

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Crack!

A piece of transparent crystal in the brain fluid, mixed in the brain fluid, was also smashed by him.

Suddenly, a pure extraordinary energy overflowed and instantly drilled into Zhang Jie's palm.

His whole body shook suddenly, and then, a black line twisted like an earthworm appeared on his face...

Then, two...three...

Soon, the bulging blue-black blood vessels covered Zhang Jie's entire face!

Roar!

Zhang Jie screamed to the sky, making a sound that was not human.

He stopped hitting and fell to the ground and rolled over.

If someone was here, he would be able to vaguely distinguish from his voice that he was saying: Master!

...

Two hours later, Zhang Jie woke up. He should have become a zombie, but he survived.

He opened his eyelids. The afternoon sun was very dazzling. He turned over and slowly climbed up from the ground with his fat body.

At this time, Zhang Jie's injuries had already recovered as before under the infusion of unknown energy.

He looked at the old man's body on the ground and moved his lips: "Master!"

The hoarse and unpleasant voice fell, and Zhang Jie's tears fell, drop by drop, like light ink embellishment.

The wind blew, and Zhang Jie's increasingly tattered pants swayed slightly, looking a little bleak and desolate.

…

At this time, Zhao Yin, who was far away at the other end of Luoshan City, had just killed a wave of zombies.

He sat on a big rock, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to light it, Zhao Yin suddenly felt something.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the east of the city.

"Zhao Yin, what did you hear?"

At this time, Song Xiaodao had just completed his evolution and walked out of the invisible tent and asked.