"What do you mean?" Liu Qingling looked into his eyes with confusion, her eyes full of doubts.

"These three wounds are proof that I am infected. The strength in my body can no longer support me to live for too long." Yang Feng said, still looking at the city in front of him.

"What's the infection? Haven't they already brought you medicine? If you can't cure yourself, can we use medicine?" Liu Qingling became a little anxious after what he said just now, which was somewhat sensational.

"It's useless... this virus can turn people into zombies. In fact, if you ask me, it would be better if all humans disappeared. Then there would be no zombies in the world. At least... it would still leave the human past on the earth.

Traces of its existence, not zombies everywhere." Yang Feng muttered.

Liu Qingling frowned, "What do you mean by this? Why can't I understand it?"

"It means... I will leave you after a while. I want you to live well. No matter what the world will become in the end, my wish is the same." Yang Feng said, turning his affectionate eyes

It was transferred to Liu Qingling.

The reason why he said this is because the nightmare he had after being knocked unconscious today may still be Yagrilev's perception of the future in his body. Although the reality is not restored one to one like in the dream, the dream

After all, it was just a form of "prophetic dream". Since he had dreamed that they were all infected and turned into zombies, then this might be a fact in the future.

He regretted that he did not wake up from his dream earlier, because then he might not be able to see Liu Qingling being scratched by those zombies, but even if he couldn't see it, reality would still happen, and what would happen in the world?

It has been decided long ago, he just has the ability to watch it, just like the doomsday, he clearly knows that the doomsday will come, but still has no way to avoid the doomsday.

It's the same now. He clearly knows that the people around him will eventually be infected into zombies, but he still can't avoid it.

Now he only hopes that they were not infected before he left this world, because in that case, even if he reaches that subspace, he will still blame himself. He will probably regret it for the rest of his life, regretting that he did not protect this group of people.

But even if they were really infected after he went to subspace, Yang Feng would still feel a twinge in his heart when he thought about it.

He had never been in love since he was a child and had not had much contact with girls. He didn't know what liking meant. He only felt that his heartbeat quickened when he was with Liu Qingling. When other boys held Liu Qingling's hand or even hugged her,

When she lived with him, he would be jealous. He even wanted to become a villain and cut off the young man's arm with a knife and tell him that you have no right to touch this girl...

But that was just a fantasy, and even he himself didn't know why he became like this.

Liu Qingling seemed to have pondered over his words before speaking for a while. When Yang Feng looked into her eyes, she saw a pearl-like tear in her eyes.

His first reaction was that there was no light source nearby, but why were her tears shining...

"Tell me where you meant leaving and going to another world." Liu Qingling raised her head and stared at him with red eyes.

"Go to the world in my can. It's the same as reality, but it's a few weeks or months later." Yang Feng told the truth. He thought that Liu Qingling must have called him "another world."

"As the so-called "place where people go after death", that's why I cried.

"Can I go with you?" Liu Qingling looked up and said to him with her eyes wide open like a child.

Yang Feng was stunned, not expecting that she would ask this question.

This problem was quite difficult for him, because when he and the Holy Lord created the canned universe in the underground cave, he didn't even think about whether he would bring other people in in the future.

He couldn't help but cursed himself in his heart. He remembered that after he created the canned universe, he even chatted with the Holy Lord there for a long time. He didn't even think of asking the Holy Lord about other uses of the canned universe. Now,

When it came to a critical moment, he realized that he didn't know much about the world created by his own hands...

"Speak." Liu Qingling stared into his eyes and said.

He scratched the back of his bald head, "Well... to be honest, I don't know. I only know how to enter that world myself, but I don't know how to bring others in..."

"You're lying! You always know nothing about key issues!" Liu Qingling cried with a hint of anger, which reminded Yang Feng of the time when he asked himself who killed Di Xiusuo.

Although he did lie about the murderer of Disiusuo, as for the current issue... he really didn't know, but he remembered that when he was nailed to the Land of God's Punishment, Ori

Ha Gang and the others considered sacrificing the earth in the subspace he created, and they also asked Yang Feng to take them in. Is it possible that even they are better at playing this cosmic canned game than themselves?

But now he can't find those three guys again, and then ask them how this canned universe can bring others in. And since he encountered Desolation today, another question in his mind has been answered, and that is this...

The massive "missing population craze" was not the work of the three original rebels, nor was it deliberately done by some organization to prevent human beings from turning into zombies after the apocalypse. The mastermind behind all this is also the same person.

The person who can cause the end - desolation.

It's just that he doesn't know if he still has the life to solve these mysteries on earth, because he is consuming his power all the time to fight against the Desolation Virus in his body, and it won't be long before his power will be exhausted.

It was completely exhausted, and before that, regardless of whether he had figured out whether the canned universe could "bring people in", he had to go in directly.

Unless he, like the three original rebels, activates a huge sacrificial array and sacrifices the entire earth into energy, then maybe he can live for a few more days.

Liu Qingling turned around angrily, and Yang Feng felt very sad. He really didn't know this time and was not lying to her. At the same time, he didn't know how to tell her about this matter due to his poor "emotional intelligence".

Explain clearly, because he felt that no matter how he spoke in this situation, Liu Qingling could not believe it. Even he himself felt that he was lying, let alone Liu Qingling who was angry...

Finally, before he could speak, there was another quiet footsteps in the stairwell. The man opened the door leading to the roof of the stairwell. It was Liu Qingling's father.

"You two go down to eat, they have already prepared the meal." After that, the skinny little man waved to them and walked back to the stairwell.

Yang Feng smiled slightly. He was now very grateful to Liu Qingling's father, because it was he who went to the clinic at the end of the Internet cafe street to get the medicine for Yang Feng today. Although these ordinary medicines were not very helpful to Yang Feng,

Not much, but what he said today was heard by Yang Feng in his heart, which touched Yang Feng's heart very much.

But this also made Yang Feng blame himself even more. Now at such a critical time, he did not have a clear way to save Liu Qingling from being infected and turning into a zombie, although there would be another one exactly like him in that subspace.

Liu Qingling was in the fitness club, but in that world, their relationship was back to the beginning...

Liu Qingling ignored him and turned around and walked towards the stairwell. She seemed to be angry with him.

Yang Feng felt annoyed again. He didn't know how to make her happy in this situation. Even in his head, the question "how to make a girl happy" was simply an unsolvable problem.

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Listening to Liu Qingling's footsteps gradually disappearing in the stairwell, he had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and then chased after him. He didn't want everyone to wait for him to eat.

As soon as he walked into the stairwell, Yang Feng heard the cheers of the group of young men downstairs, and at the same time, there was a smell of food wafting up from downstairs. Yang Feng had not eaten Zhengerba for a long time.

If they have eaten their usual meals, other people must be doing the same, that’s why they are so happy.

At this time, Yang Feng still hoped that all the dreams he had during this period were false. Although his first encounter with those young men was indeed not very pleasant, there is no doubt that they are all tied together now.

, Yang Feng didn't know if they were the last humans on the earth, so he hoped that even after he left this world and went to that subspace, this group of people could still live well from here.

"Come on, come on, Yang Feng is here. From now on, if you eat this kind of big meal, you will lose one meal. Let's all have a good time today!" A young man said, filling the wine glasses in front of them with drinks.

It seems that these young people who love sports and health do not like drinking, and Yang Feng is the same.

Yang Feng's parents have paid great attention to table manners since he was a child, so Yang Feng is also very knowledgeable in this aspect. After entering the house, he discovered that this group of people actually reserved the highest position of host for him. Even Liu Qingling's father

Just by Yang Feng's side.

This made Yang Feng feel at a loss again. He smiled shyly, "This...it's not good for me to sit here...according to my age, I feel that I should sit opposite."

"Hey, hey, don't be polite! Sit down quickly, the position of boss belongs to you!" A young man said politely, stood up and pulled out a stool for Yang Feng, and "please" him to sit down.

Seeing that he couldn't give in to them, Yang Feng had no choice but to sit down in the boss's seat. After all, as they said, this kind of meal would mean one meal would be missed in the future, so he didn't want to take away their seats.

Yaxing.

As soon as the meal started, Liu Qingling's father, who was sitting aside, put his first chopstick meal into Yang Feng's bowl, which flattered Yang Feng.

"Here, eat something good, Xiao Feng, you're welcome." Liu Qingling's father said, and put another large chicken drumstick into Yang Feng's bowl.
Chapter completed!