The two of them stood so close they could feel each other's breath.
"Do you think I'm human? You and I are fundamentally different. This body is just to help you comprehend my existence."
"Do your job properly. Change into suitable combat clothes and come eat. I need a warrior, not a whore."
Ethan said coldly, which made Quinn completely believe that the other party was truly a messenger of the gods, not a disguised human.
"Thank you for your guidance, Lord God's Messenger. I will become the sharpest spear in your hand!"
Quinn's worldview was reshaped. Everything from the first half of her life was no longer important. What mattered was to accompany the Lord God's Messenger in rebuilding human civilization in these troubled times.
Ethan nodded. Quinn was courageous and intelligent. With some training, she might be able to help him restore human civilization after he left. How could he let her be restrained by lesser desires?
Soon, Quinn changed into a clean, neat outfit and cut her long hair, looking very capable.
"Yes, let's eat. Tomorrow we have to clean up the nearby zombies and look for survivors."
Ethan said.
Quinn sat at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous meal, picked up her utensils, and started eating.
For three months, she had been eating their leftovers, and finally, one day, she could eat normal meals.
After dinner, Quinn cleaned up the dishes and came to Ethan to give advice.
"Lord God's Messenger, if you want to build a shelter, it's simple. Just broadcast a radio program to the whole city to absorb those who have no food."
"The difficulty lies in how those people get here and what they will do after they arrive. They can't just consume our supplies. That would be meaningless."
Quinn, a graduate of a prestigious university, began thinking about these realistic problems while eating.
Ethan was pleased to see her transform so quickly. Usually, women who were bullied lost hope in life, and even if they survived, they didn't have much vitality. Those with tough characters also took a long time to recover.
"You are right. Everyone who comes here must abide by my rules and work hard to earn their supplies."
"I won't stay in this world for too long. If I can clear the zombies in this city and build a human base camp, it will be a victory. The follow-up will depend on your own efforts."
Ethan also revealed a bit of news. After all, he still had to rely on Quinn to handle matters after his departure.
Quinn didn't expect Ethan to say this. She thought Ethan would stay in human society forever.
"Lord God's Messenger, when you leave, can you take me with you?"
Quinn's vision was no longer limited to one planet. She wanted to see the wider universe.
"No, you have to shoulder the responsibility and mission of completely eliminating the zombies. How can you leave with me?"
Ethan refused. How could he complete his special task if she left?
Besides, there was no better tool person.
Quinn sighed secretly, but this was already very good.
The next day.
Ethan asked Quinn to look after the supermarket and drove to the radio station alone.
To gather survivors, they had to know about his existence.
At the same time, Ethan also planned to spread some flyers. Fortunately, the supermarket had a full range of computers and printers. Otherwise, Ethan would have to draw by hand.
While Ethan was driving to distribute flyers, some survivors who went out scavenging picked up Ethan's flyers.
[The Central Mall has a large amount of daily necessities, and the Church of Slaughter absorbs a large number of survivors. Those interested can go there themselves.]
A team of survivors looked at the flyers in their hands, feeling extremely strange.
The end of the world had come, and all kinds of monsters and demons had emerged.
The Church of Slaughter? It didn't sound like a proper church.
"Brother, I have heard of the Central Mall. It is one of the largest malls in the city. There are definitely a lot of supplies. Unfortunately, the security facilities are very good, and we can't attack it at all."
The younger brother explained.
"Let's go and take a look. The food is almost gone. We can't let the brothers starve!"
Liam put the flyer in his pocket and drove to the Central Mall.
The temptation of supplies was huge. Some brave people began to head to the Central Mall. Regardless of whether it was a conspiracy, they would fill their stomachs first.
Ethan arrived at the radio station and found that the power had been cut off inside. He didn't know if there was anyone.
He went directly to the broadcasting room, but found that it was locked.
Ethan punched through the door of the broadcasting room, and a cry of surprise came from inside.
"Who are you?"
A man said in horror.
"Who are you? Is there anyone else here?"
Ethan asked calmly, looking at the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wondering if he would be useful.
"I am Luke, the host of the radio station. I survived by hiding here."
Luke said frankly. The other party did not look like a good person and could not be offended.
"I am the Destruction Priest of the God of Killing and Destruction. I have built a shelter in the Central Mall. If you are interested, you can come with me."
Ethan smiled.
Luke trembled when he saw the other party's creepy smile.
Especially the church priest, who had never been heard of. You must know that churches were not always a good thing in this country. Except for the two local sects, most others were cults.
"I'm not interested. I don't know why you came here?"
"Of course, I want to spread the news that I have established a shelter, take in survivors, and rebuild human civilization in the end times."
Ethan said frankly, but he didn't know if the other party would believe it.
Rebuilding human civilization, Luke was a little dazed hearing this.
The zombie virus had killed at least 80% of the world's people. Could humans still rebuild civilization?
"Father of Destruction, it's a pity that the radio station has no power supply and can't spread the news."
Luke said helplessly. Although he didn't understand the other party's origin, at least his intentions seemed good.
"Is there any equipment I can take with me? The Central Mall has a solar power supply system, and I can use it directly when the time comes."
Ethan was not very clear about this.
"Father, forgive me for being blunt. If you want to spread it more widely, the transmitting tower is indispensable."
Luke shook his head.
Seeing this, Ethan understood that if he wanted to use the radio to convey the message, he had to at least restore the power system.
Fortunately, zombies only ate people and didn't destroy public facilities.
"In that case, I can only put the plan on hold for now. Are you sure you don't want to come with me? It's not safe here, and you don't have enough food."
Ethan advised. After all, Luke was a host, and he knew a lot about radio stations, so he was considered a technical talent.
Luke hesitated for a while. He really didn't have enough food. The priest of destruction looked ferocious, but after a conversation, he was not scary.
"Then I'll trouble you, Father."
"It's a small matter, and you won't eat and drink for free. The shelter needs a lot of people to work."
Ethan reminded the other party so he wouldn't be caught off guard when he got there.
By noon, nearly a hundred survivors came to the vicinity of the Central Mall after seeing the flyers.
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