Eschatological System

"Whoosh!"

The last flying knife held in his palm for a long time shot out like lightning, and the next moment the flying knife shot into the mouth of the bloodthirsty wind wolf, passed through its tongue, and pierced its throat!

"Roar~~Woo~"

The bloodthirsty wind wolf howled, its huge body struggled a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang, its four thick hooves twitched a few times, and it was completely motionless.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

Wu Shengke rushed to Ke Bei, his simple and honest face was full of concern, he bent down and stretched out his palm, pulling Ke Bei who was lying on the ground to his feet.

"It's okay, is this beast dead?"

Ke Bei's tense nerves relaxed a little, and suddenly a sense of powerlessness surged up, his arms trembled, and the continuous shooting of throwing knives was not an ordinary burden for him.

Wu Shengke cautiously walked up to the bloodthirsty wind wolf, inspected it, and nodded to Ke Bei.

"Huh~"

Seeing Wu Shengke nod his head, Ke Bei felt light all over, staggered and almost fell. His nerves and body were exhausted to the extreme.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, we must hurry back to the city"

Wu Shengke frowned and looked at the gradually darkening sky, squatted down and carried the bloodthirsty wind wolf's body on his shoulders.

At the last moment on the eve of nightfall, a group of six people walked towards Lingfeng City with each other's support along the dilapidated highway. Fortunately, they are now relatively close to Lingfeng City, and there are no accidents along the way.

"Little brother, you killed the bloodthirsty wind wolf, and it belongs to you. I will take Wu Jie to treat his injuries, so I won't send him away. I will repay you for saving my life in the future."

Wu Shengke looked at Wu Jie, whose face was as pale as gold paper, his dark and rough cheeks were filled with deep worry. Putting the bloodthirsty wind wolf on his shoulders in front of Ke Bei, he said guiltily.

Ke Bei looked at Wu Jie, whose chest was broken and his face was pale, and Zhang Yuan, whose arm was broken strangely, frowned slightly, and thought for a moment.

In Wu Shengke's team, two people were seriously injured. Look at the deep wrinkle on Wu Shengke's simple and honest forehead.

Ke Bei knew that Wu Shengke's team needed this bloodthirsty wind wolf even more!

"It's too heavy, and it's inconvenient to carry. How about it, do you have any red crystal coins on you? Give me three red crystal coins and sell them to you."

Ke Bei raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently, he knew that if he gave them the bloodthirsty wind wolf directly, this simple and honest man would never accept it.

"Well, how can this work, a bloodthirsty wind wolf is worth at least ten red crystal coins"

Wu Shengke waved his hands hastily, refusing to accept anything. Ke Bei had the grace to save his life, and this monster was killed by Ke Bei. He had no reason, let alone take such a big advantage.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense"

Ke Bei said with a straight face.

After some debate, Ke Bei finally accepted Wu Shengke's only five red crystal coins. Ke Bei didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and left as if fleeing.

Wu Shengke looked at Qingyu's leaving back, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said with a somber face.

"Remember his name. His name is Ke Bei. He is a truly good person. If necessary, he will repay this kindness even if he sacrifices his own life!"

Wu Jie and Zhang Yuan nodded heavily.

Ke Bei was not in a hurry to go home, touched the ten red crystal coins lying in his waist pouch, turned into Xicheng Everbright City, and spent two red crystal coins extravagantly to buy a roast chicken and a bottle of Fine rum.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ke Bei thought of the happy appearance of the bearded father drinking wine and eating meat, and felt indescribably proud in his heart. In the end, he bought another thirty throwing knives, and Ke Bei dragged himself exhausted, but excited, back to Nancheng Wanpeng District.

There is no moon, no stars tonight, the sky looks extraordinarily dark, so dark that it makes people a little scared, there is no wind tonight, not even a slight breeze, which makes the already dark and gloomy night even more dreary.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, there was no one in the house. In the quiet and dark hut, only Ke Bei's slightly heavy breathing, for some reason, Ke Bei felt a sense of uneasiness and fear in his heart.

The oil lamp was lit, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark room. Taking advantage of the dim light, he looked at the steaming roast chicken in his hand, and at the jug of high-quality rum. Conbei's expression became even more flustered. a bit.

Where's daddy?

Where did the bearded daddy go?

Dad's arm is injured, so he can't hunt zombies, so where did he go? For fifteen years, Ke Bei will never face the darkness alone, because his father has always been there.

My heart became more and more flustered, and my shoulders trembled unknowingly.

In order to hide the panic in his heart, Ke Bei hurriedly picked up the jug and lit the torch. He knew that his father liked to drink warm wine.

"Cuckoo~~"

Half an hour passed, the wine was hot, but the person did not return.

Looking at the steaming rum, touching the roasted chicken that was getting cold but still warm, Ke Bei stared at the door in a daze, staring at the wooden door that was not closed, waiting for someone to return.

The wine was heated seven times and then cooled seven times. The roast chicken was completely cold and never warm again. Just like Ke Bei's mood at the moment, the battle was changing. The dawn drove away the darkness, and the sky gradually brightened. Bei's heart grew darker and darker.

"Gulu~"

Ke Bei suddenly grabbed a jug full of rum and took a big gulp. The hot feeling filled his chest, and warm tears flowed from his eyes.

"Father, if you don't come back, I'll drink up this jug of fine rum..."

Muttering a word, Ke Bei held up the flagon in a daze for a moment, another hour passed, the door was already brightly lit, squinting his eyes to look at the harsh light outside the hut, Ke Bei grabbed the flagon suddenly, raised his neck and slammed Drinking, he didn't stop until the jug of rum was almost empty.

After all, he didn't drink all the wine, and he saved the last sip for the bearded father, but he was already dizzy. It was the first time in fifteen years that he drank alcohol, the first time he was drunk, and the first time he was not accompanied by the bearded man. Spent a long, lonely night.

The roof was dancing, and the greasy wooden table was shaking, as if mocking Conbei.

The wine and meat pierced through his intestines, but his heart hurt even more. He opened his heavy eyelids with all his strength, and crystal clear, crystal-like teardrops slid down his cheeks, creating two deep ravines.

Twelve years ago, Ke Bei's mother disappeared suddenly like this, and his father disappeared in the same way twelve years later.

The apocalypse is ruthless, now that even his only family member has been taken away, what is left of him? what else?

"Daddy~ Daddy..."

He fell dizzily on the cold bed, and as Ke Bei lay down, a small sound suddenly rang in his ears. A white paper with black characters written on it beside the pillow appeared in front of Ke Bei's alcohol-smelling eyes.

Ke Bei's mind was pounding, and the alcohol all over his body seemed to disappear in an instant.

"You son of a bitch, I have to deal with the trivial matters that I have squeezed for more than ten years. When you grow up, don't f*cking starve to death when I'm not around. Don't embarrass me."

Grabbing the white paper in his hand, looking at the bold black characters on the paper, Ke Bei suddenly laughed foolishly.

"There is a box under the bed on the right side of the bed, open it!"

Ke Bei put down the white paper in his hand, opened the bed board, and laboriously moved out the nearly 1.5-meter-long black wooden box under the bed board. He didn't know what was in the black box, and it was a little heavy.

Although Ke Bei is not a genetic enhancer, his body is extremely strong. The dark wooden box weighs at least twenty or thirty kilograms.

"What treasure did you leave for me?"

Ke Bei patted the dust on the black box, and slowly opened it.

A rusty long knife with a length of 1.5 meters appeared in front of Ke Bei's eyes. On the wooden handle were engraved with two ancient Chinese characters "cracking the sky"

. In the corner of the black box was a handwritten book.

"I left you the knife in the box. I wrote that secret book, ahem. There are only three tricks. You can name it yourself. Let me tell you, it's not daddy bragging. If you learn this trick, you will kill yourself." The red-haired zombie is definitely as simple as chopping vegetables, and you can go if you have learned all three tricks."

Ke Bei squeezed the thin white paper in his hand, looked at the familiar handwriting, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Practice your knife skills well. If you can't practice even one move well, don't go out to hunt zombies. Your body is too weak to withstand the toss. Open the black box and there are some red crystal coins in the mezzanine. The savings accumulated over the years, save Use..."

Looking at the last note on the white paper, Ke Bei carefully folded it and put it under the bed.

"When did Dad accumulate so many red crystal coins?"

Ke Bei took out the Heaven Cracking Knife from the wooden box, and a pile of red crystal coins appeared in front of his eyes. After careful counting, there were seventy or eighty of them.

"Well, I don't really believe that Dad's sword skills are very good. The bearded man has always used an axe! But he still needs to practice this knife skill well..."

Weighing the rather heavy Heaven Cleave Knife in his hand, Ke Bei smiled.

Ke Bei didn't go hunting zombies, he seemed to have forgotten that task, he didn't step out of the hut for three consecutive days, thinking about the knife technique by himself.

"Crunch~"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and the sun penetrated the clouds. The sudden light made Ke Bei uncomfortable, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it took a while to get used to it.

He was wearing a gray wallet on his upper body, with a sky-cracking knife slanted behind his back, thirty throwing knives in his waist pocket, and his lower body was still made of coarse linen trousers.

After four days of practicing the sword technique left by the old man, he finally learned the first sword technique!

The slightly cold morning breeze blew across his cheeks, and Ke Bei, who was fully prepared, was ready to go out to hunt zombies.

"North brother"

Just when Ke Bei was about to lift his feet and walk out of the house, a voice of surprise suddenly sounded.

The little boy looked about eleven or twelve years old, with a thin body, and his thin cheeks made his eyes huge. The boy stood barefoot on the icy ground, and when he saw the wooden door open, he rushed up excitedly, his big eyes fogged with mist.

"Brother Bei, please save my sister, my father, my father is going to sell her to Butcher Zhou"

The little boy sobbed and told Ke Bei his future intentions. Last night, he overheard the news that his father was going to sell his sister. He secretly left the house. He had been squatting in front of Ke Bei's house all night. He didn't dare to knock on the door. , has been waiting until now.

In the Wanpeng Grottoes of Nancheng, there are very few gene enhancers like Big Beard. There are two people who are the most famous and the best gangsters. One is Ke Bei's father, Big Beard, and the other is Butcher Zhou.

Hearing that his father was going to sell his sister to Butcher Zhou, the little boy panicked. Butcher Zhou was synonymous with cruelty and bloodthirsty in Wanpeng Grottoes. He instinctively thought of Big Beard, the only existence in Wanpeng Grotto that could compete with Butcher Zhou. In addition, he had met the bearded father's precious son Ke Bei several times, so he squatted in front of Ke Bei's house all night.

"Brother Bei, woo... You must save my sister. Butcher Zhou has bought five women this year, and these women will be tortured to death by him in less than three months. My sister... my sister will be tortured to death." If he bought it, he would die."

The little boy was like a drowning child grasping at the last straw, and his dirty little hands firmly grasped Ke Bei's clothes.

"Walk!"

Ke Bei was angry, not because of Butcher Zhou's cruelty and bloodthirsty, he had known about Butcher Zhou's perverted personality, but it had nothing to do with him.

But he knew this little boy, the youngest son of old man Li in Wanpengku, and his older sister Ke Bei.

The young man is hot-blooded, Ke Bei's idea is very simple, if you touch my people, isn't that obviously disrespecting me?

When did the elder sister mentioned by the little boy become his own? Ke Bei obviously didn't think about this problem.

After learning Xiao Li's flying knife and the knife skills left by the big beard, the young man's mentality seems to have changed. He is eager for a battle, a battle under the watchful eyes of everyone.