Zhang Yi discussed with Uncle You that they would stay in Yuelu Community for a while and then wait and see.
See if the missile mentioned by Chen Xinian is true or false.
According to Zhang Yi's understanding of Xishan Base, they don't have accurate satellite positioning capability now.
Therefore, the so-called missile strike capability may not be true.
Even if they have this ability, it is impossible to locate Zhang Yi in real time, knowing that they have come to Yuelu Community.
Zhang Yi is not worried about his own safety.
It's just that this feeling of being in an unknown threat makes his heart very uncomfortable.
"The grievances between Xishan Base and me cannot be resolved."
"Unless I am far away from this place, Chen Xinian will find a way to kill me and take everything from me whenever he has the opportunity."
Zhang Yi sighed.
"Everything is not by people! Obviously, I just want to live a stable life, and no one wants to offend. But why does trouble always come?"
Uncle You looked at Zhang Yi with a depressed face and smiled slightly.
"It's not because you have too many good things in your hand!"
He spread out his hand and said, "Look at me, there is no trouble in this area now. Of course, compared with you, my quality of life is much worse."
"This is the world. If you live well, you will be remembered, but if you live badly, you will be looked down upon. Even if you don't do anything, you can't stand others' envy!"
Zhang Yi smiled helplessly and turned to lean against the window.
"If only I had enough strength to kill the damn Xishan base!"
Two people ha ha a smile, who also didn't take this sentence seriously.
After all, such a huge base, both the number of armed forces and the sophistication of weapons are very horrible.
Even if Zhang Yi is a different person, he can only take the way to die rashly.
Two people are chatting here, and the women in the family have made their beds together, taking out their daily necessities and putting them in place.
At this time, Uncle You casually mentioned one thing.
"By the way, a while ago, a group of strange people appeared around here. I wonder if this news is useful to you."
Zhang Yi blinked, "strange people? Hehe, at this time, what kind of people are not strange."
Even living things can mutate. What else can be called anomaly?
It's just that people who can live to this day have to have two brushes.
"Who are those people?"
Uncle You said: "It is a group of people similar to ascetic monks, and the number is still quite large, at least several hundred!"
Zhang Yi frowned: "So many?"
The larger the number, the greater the threat.
Uncle You said, "Well, at first I was worried that they came to rob things. But those people don't seem to mean any harm."
"I contacted them and realized that these people are believers in a religion called snow worship."
Zhang Yi smiled: "Worship snow? It sounds like the ancients feared natural disasters and worshipped all kinds of disasters. Thor, rain, water and plague. Now even the snow god has it!"
"It's just seeking psychological comfort, but pinning on some supernatural existence. This is not surprising, there are always flocks that like to flock at any time."
The development of religion is easiest in times of chaos, when people generally need faith to support themselves to endure hardships.
Uncle You's voice became low: "However, those people are really unusual. Their leader is called Dafa. He found me and suddenly saw through the fact that I am a different person."
Uncle You glanced at Zhang Yi. "And he also said that he can help me develop my powers and make me stronger!"
Zhang Yi's expression became a little serious.
This is an era of change, and it will not surprise people what strange abilities appear.
However, the ability to improve people's different abilities is really exciting.
But he knows that there is no free lunch in this world, and others will not help you for no reason.
"This person is very likely to be a liar. As for finding out that you are a different person, it may be that you occasionally see your ability outside."
"Even if he is true, why should he help you for no reason?"
Uncle You nodded his head.
"That's what I thought, after all, you said that we can't trust the kindness of strangers. So I refused him!"
Zhang Yi smiled: "That's right."
"However, he seems to have gone to the community to find other people. I don't know the result."
Uncle You said.
The community is very large, and the group of people walked into the community. Uncle You didn't know where they went and in what direction they disappeared.
Zhang Yi thought slightly and said, "Do you mean that those who claim to be snow worshippers went to Jian Li?"
After all, there are only 18 # residents and Uncle You in the community.
"I think so!"
Zhang Yi looked out of the window, and through the frosty glass, he could vaguely see the dead and dark tall buildings in the city.
He thought for a long time before he said, "I'll go out."
"Are you going to 18 #?"
Uncle You asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"
Zhang Yi smiled: "No, they are just a group of ordinary people, and there is nothing to worry about."
Words say so, but Zhang Yi or very natural put on the whole set of combat uniform, and the flowers also to put on the shoulder.
Really close combat, Huahua's fighting capacity is stronger than Uncle You's.
After all, cats are far more explosive and faster than humans.
"Brother Zhang Wei, where are you going?"
Seeing Zhang Yi ready to go, Yang Xinxin asked curiously.
"I'm going to meet some old friends!"
Zhang Yi said lightly.
Without much explanation, he pushed the door and went out.
Yang Xinxin, they don't know Jian Li, so there is nothing special to say.
He went over this time, just to see how Jian Li and others lived to the present.
As for the snow worship, he is not interested, but there is no harm in collecting information.
Leaving 25 #, Zhang Yi and Huahua walked towards 18 #.
There was a dead silence in the community, and there was no trace of the living.
But on both sides of the road, Zhang Yi actually saw something similar to a tomb piled up with snow.
I don't know whether it is used to bury garbage or people.
However, there is a high probability that people will be buried, because who will be bored enough to have the public morality to bury garbage in this era.
Ice and snow will naturally bury all the filth left by human beings.
Before Zhang Yi reached the 18th #, the snow had already reached the 6th floor, but they still opened the window on the 6th floor as usual as a necessary passage for travel.
Zhang Yi took out a pistol, pulled the bolt and fired two shots into the sky.
"Bang!"
...
"Bang!"
These two gunshots reminded the residents in 18 # of the fear that they were once dominated by Zhang Yi.
"Zhang Wei, he is back!"
In a house, Jian Li saw the shooter through the window and recognized him at once!
Although wearing helmets and white combat uniforms, this familiar way of shouting people can never be wrong.
"This is bad!"
Jian Li's heart was cold, and he felt that his life was coming to an end.
Next to it, Jian Li's wife and son came over. "It's a big deal for us to fight with him! Finally, we saw the hope of living, why did he appear again!"
"If he finds out about that, our whole building will die!"
Facing his nervous wife and children, Jian Li sighed gently.
"I'll talk to him in the past! Don't be impulsive, even if people in our whole building go together, they are no match for him."
At the beginning, they watched Zhang Yi slaughter half of the community by himself.
People have guns in their hands. What do they take to resist?
Jian Li said to his wife and children, "If anything happens to me, don't think about revenge for me. Stay here and guard our last hope."
Tears fell in the eyes of his wife and children. Although they didn't want to watch Jian Li die, they also knew that they had no other choice at present.
Jian Li took out his mobile phone from his arms, left a last message for his neighbors, and then went out of the house and walked downstairs.
Soon, Zhang Yi saw Jian Li climb out of the window on the 6th floor.
Only this time I saw Jian Li, Zhang Yi was also startled.
He is so thin that he is almost covered with bones.
If it weren't for a close look, Zhang Yi would even think it was a mummy.
He was identified as Jian Li by the expensive Bourener glasses he wore, which cost at least five thousand.
"Jian Li, long time no see! I didn't expect you to be still alive."
Zhang Yi said hello faintly.
Huahua sat cross-legged on Zhang Yi's shoulder, staring at the person in front of her with her pupils like black stones. She looked very clever, but it could tear up the person in front of her in an instant.
"Zhang Yi, you are Zhang Yi, right?"
Jian Li asked.
Zhang Yi nodded: "Well, it's me."
He looked up and saw the figure behind the window. He couldn't help being surprised and said, "I have been away for more than a month, and there are still so many people alive in your unit building. I have to say that this is a miracle!"
"How did you do it?"
Zhang Yi looked at Jian Li and asked.
Jian Li swallowed his spittle hard and replied, "It mainly depends on the grain seeds you left behind."
"What? Did you really grow those grains alive?"
Zhang Yi couldn't believe his ears.
"I won't talk about such cold weather. In a month, what food can be harvested and supplied to you?"
Suddenly, a bold idea emerged in Zhang Yi's mind.
He took a deep look at Jian Li. "It seems that there are mutants in your unit building!"
There is only one explanation for all incredible things, that is, variants appear!
When he said this sentence, Zhang Yi was ready to shoot.
If he finds any changes, he will not hesitate to kill the people in front of him!