
Ruins Reconstruction Plan
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Doomsday, zombies, famine, plague, mutants, isolation by disappearing species... Who is behind all this?
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Official(8)Scraped 3d ago
fine
The writing is more realistic, and it is more interesting than the one that just keeps spinning for seconds at a time. After all, the end of the world must start with the small characters. I look forward to the following articles.
Looks good, please update soon
I didn't think it was that good at first, but it gets better and better later on. Come on, don't be a eunuch.
What does it mean?
What does the last part of Chapter 7 mean? I don't understand, and there's no need to follow up later.
So-so
The title of the new book is a bit clumsy for a newcomer, but it's okay.
Well written
What I wrote was okay at the beginning, but it was a bit watery at the end, and what I write now is not bad either. Also, can it be updated as soon as possible?
renew!
What does it mean to judge? ? ? ? Author? ! !
Forcibly downgrading this chapter is outrageous
Chapter 74 My name is Ma Shehe In fact, it is not completely impossible, but this method requires someone to actively sacrifice. That is to select a suicide squad member from among everyone. The selected team member is then strapped with grenades. The grenades were modified to detonate them all by pulling a fuse. Then he released this teammate from the oncoming swarm of mutant rats, successfully broke through its obstacles, rushed into the source of all mutant rats, the abandoned well that was as deep as one person, and finally detonated the grenade. I have to say, this is definitely an experience that will never come back. Le Gui calculated that the dry well was surrounded by soft soil. If the hole needs to be blown down, a few grenades may be enough. But to be on the safe side, Legui gave a budget of 15 grenades. With so many grenades detonating at the same time, Le Gui couldn't believe that they couldn't even blow up a small hole. However, although there is a method, the key still lies in the people. No matter how well-designed or sophisticated a plan is, it will be in vain if no one implements it. The so-called plan will only become a joke. Who should I go to? Le Gui's eyes scanned everyone's faces one by one. Looking for a big mouth? This guy usually doesn't know how much he can eat when it's time to eat, but when it's time to do something, he will cheat and act. All kinds of fishing and messing around. Otherwise, let him go? As soon as the idea came to him, Le Gui shook his head in his heart. This guy usually seemed to be a bit as crooked as Er Han, but whenever he encountered zombies and fought with him, this guy seemed to temporarily become another person. Fighting is always at the forefront. What about college students? He is young and has little strength, so he cannot be of much help. Still not working, the college student is one of the few people in the team with a high degree of education. Although it may not seem very useful now, the knowledge in his head will make him more likely to be more useful than others in the future. Le Gui shook his head. Looking for a shirtless guy? He doesn't have much education, he is just an ordinary old man. If it weren't for the fact that he usually likes to be exposed and shirtless and doesn't like to wear tops, he might not be able to be found even if he puts on his clothes and throws him into a crowd. Simply an ordinary person among ordinary people. For ordinary people like this, even if there are two fewer players, it won't have much impact on the team. After all, after a few days, no one will remember that he was still in the team. No, shirtless he had said. He still wants to find his mother, his wife, and his two young children alive. Although in the eyes of everyone, he is just an ordinary person. An ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary. However, for a family, for his wife, children, and his elderly mother, he is the god of the family, their backbone. Maybe he is somewhere in the world right now. Shirtless's wife and children are still waiting eagerly for Shirtless to find them. No one is suitable for you! Le Gui didn't want to look for them either, not just because Le Gui regarded each of them as brothers. Rather, everyone here has his own unique value and something that they still need to protect. Therefore, they still have to live and work hard to survive. "Report!" Someone shouted towards Le Gui amid bursts of gunfire. Le Gui recognized that person. Due to the rapid expansion of the team, there was not enough cooking staff to fill in the new ones. The cooking skills are quite good. Le Gui still didn't know what this man's name was, but he would know that others had given him a new nickname, called Cook. "What's the matter?" "I want to block that well!" The cook pointed to the dry well where mutated rats were still pouring out. "How do you want to block it?" "Blow it up, don't we have a few boxes of grenades?" "Do you know the consequences of doing this?" Le Gui asked somewhat unbearably. "I know!" The cook replied firmly. "At most, I won't be able to come back! I don't have any elderly people at home, and I don't have any children to take care of. I have no worries. It's just me who can do this. It's the most suitable thing." "Actually, I'm not afraid of making fun of you, boss. Before I met you, I planned to eat the last bit of food and prepare to commit suicide. It was you, boss, who suddenly led people in and pulled me out of the dark corner of the world, so that I could feel the light and the sun again. Not only that, but also let me eat a full meal that I had never dared to hope for. So from that moment on, I decided that my life belongs to you, and no one can take it away." "Now I have to trade my own life for the safety of the entire team. I think it's worth it! After all, if it weren't for you, I might have died long ago." After saying that, he began to tie grenades to his body. One, two... The remaining people were silent one by one, but the bursts of gunfire became more rapid. They did not have the spirit of the cook who dared to die generously. But in order to buy more time for my teammates, I can only show support through actions. "Brother, what's your name?" Le Gui asked the cook. The cook tied the last grenade on his chest and didn't answer, just smiled. He turned around and walked calmly towards the mutant rats. There, there was a bloody road, a road to death that the rest of the people worked together to open for him with bullets. Rat skulls, remains, internal organs, flesh and blood, severed limbs, etc. Are everywhere on such a path paved with blood. Wet blood stains were sticky on the feet. There was a slight sound of bones breaking with each step. A mutated rat suddenly sprang out and bit the cook's calf. The sharp rat claws were like blades and cut through his pants. There were claw marks left on his legs, and blood overflowed from the claw marks. After a while, the cook's legs became covered with mice, and there was almost no good piece of meat on the occasionally exposed legs. He gritted his teeth, raised his cheeks, lowered his head and kept moving towards the dry well in front of him. A mouse jumped up and jumped on his back, waist and abdomen... But he didn't seem to notice it and didn't care. Finally, as he was taking the last few steps closer to the dry well, he was successfully knocked down by multiple mutated rats on his body. The rats swarmed up in a squeaky voice. From beginning to end, he never shouted a word. Did it fail? No! "My name is Ma Shehe!" A trembling voice rang out from the pile of rats. It was clear that he was suffering from great pain at the moment. A wisp of smoke emerged from the rat pile. Still slowly moving a bunch of big rats forward. "Ma Shehe! I remember you! You are a hero! An ordinary but extraordinary hero." "Boom!" A loud bang sounded in the sky, followed by a sky full of sand and pieces of rat corpses...
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Community(0)
Official(8)Scraped 3d ago
fine
The writing is more realistic, and it is more interesting than the one that just keeps spinning for seconds at a time. After all, the end of the world must start with the small characters. I look forward to the following articles.
Looks good, please update soon
I didn't think it was that good at first, but it gets better and better later on. Come on, don't be a eunuch.
What does it mean?
What does the last part of Chapter 7 mean? I don't understand, and there's no need to follow up later.
So-so
The title of the new book is a bit clumsy for a newcomer, but it's okay.
Well written
What I wrote was okay at the beginning, but it was a bit watery at the end, and what I write now is not bad either. Also, can it be updated as soon as possible?
renew!
What does it mean to judge? ? ? ? Author? ! !
Forcibly downgrading this chapter is outrageous
Chapter 74 My name is Ma Shehe In fact, it is not completely impossible, but this method requires someone to actively sacrifice. That is to select a suicide squad member from among everyone. The selected team member is then strapped with grenades. The grenades were modified to detonate them all by pulling a fuse. Then he released this teammate from the oncoming swarm of mutant rats, successfully broke through its obstacles, rushed into the source of all mutant rats, the abandoned well that was as deep as one person, and finally detonated the grenade. I have to say, this is definitely an experience that will never come back. Le Gui calculated that the dry well was surrounded by soft soil. If the hole needs to be blown down, a few grenades may be enough. But to be on the safe side, Legui gave a budget of 15 grenades. With so many grenades detonating at the same time, Le Gui couldn't believe that they couldn't even blow up a small hole. However, although there is a method, the key still lies in the people. No matter how well-designed or sophisticated a plan is, it will be in vain if no one implements it. The so-called plan will only become a joke. Who should I go to? Le Gui's eyes scanned everyone's faces one by one. Looking for a big mouth? This guy usually doesn't know how much he can eat when it's time to eat, but when it's time to do something, he will cheat and act. All kinds of fishing and messing around. Otherwise, let him go? As soon as the idea came to him, Le Gui shook his head in his heart. This guy usually seemed to be a bit as crooked as Er Han, but whenever he encountered zombies and fought with him, this guy seemed to temporarily become another person. Fighting is always at the forefront. What about college students? He is young and has little strength, so he cannot be of much help. Still not working, the college student is one of the few people in the team with a high degree of education. Although it may not seem very useful now, the knowledge in his head will make him more likely to be more useful than others in the future. Le Gui shook his head. Looking for a shirtless guy? He doesn't have much education, he is just an ordinary old man. If it weren't for the fact that he usually likes to be exposed and shirtless and doesn't like to wear tops, he might not be able to be found even if he puts on his clothes and throws him into a crowd. Simply an ordinary person among ordinary people. For ordinary people like this, even if there are two fewer players, it won't have much impact on the team. After all, after a few days, no one will remember that he was still in the team. No, shirtless he had said. He still wants to find his mother, his wife, and his two young children alive. Although in the eyes of everyone, he is just an ordinary person. An ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary. However, for a family, for his wife, children, and his elderly mother, he is the god of the family, their backbone. Maybe he is somewhere in the world right now. Shirtless's wife and children are still waiting eagerly for Shirtless to find them. No one is suitable for you! Le Gui didn't want to look for them either, not just because Le Gui regarded each of them as brothers. Rather, everyone here has his own unique value and something that they still need to protect. Therefore, they still have to live and work hard to survive. "Report!" Someone shouted towards Le Gui amid bursts of gunfire. Le Gui recognized that person. Due to the rapid expansion of the team, there was not enough cooking staff to fill in the new ones. The cooking skills are quite good. Le Gui still didn't know what this man's name was, but he would know that others had given him a new nickname, called Cook. "What's the matter?" "I want to block that well!" The cook pointed to the dry well where mutated rats were still pouring out. "How do you want to block it?" "Blow it up, don't we have a few boxes of grenades?" "Do you know the consequences of doing this?" Le Gui asked somewhat unbearably. "I know!" The cook replied firmly. "At most, I won't be able to come back! I don't have any elderly people at home, and I don't have any children to take care of. I have no worries. It's just me who can do this. It's the most suitable thing." "Actually, I'm not afraid of making fun of you, boss. Before I met you, I planned to eat the last bit of food and prepare to commit suicide. It was you, boss, who suddenly led people in and pulled me out of the dark corner of the world, so that I could feel the light and the sun again. Not only that, but also let me eat a full meal that I had never dared to hope for. So from that moment on, I decided that my life belongs to you, and no one can take it away." "Now I have to trade my own life for the safety of the entire team. I think it's worth it! After all, if it weren't for you, I might have died long ago." After saying that, he began to tie grenades to his body. One, two... The remaining people were silent one by one, but the bursts of gunfire became more rapid. They did not have the spirit of the cook who dared to die generously. But in order to buy more time for my teammates, I can only show support through actions. "Brother, what's your name?" Le Gui asked the cook. The cook tied the last grenade on his chest and didn't answer, just smiled. He turned around and walked calmly towards the mutant rats. There, there was a bloody road, a road to death that the rest of the people worked together to open for him with bullets. Rat skulls, remains, internal organs, flesh and blood, severed limbs, etc. Are everywhere on such a path paved with blood. Wet blood stains were sticky on the feet. There was a slight sound of bones breaking with each step. A mutated rat suddenly sprang out and bit the cook's calf. The sharp rat claws were like blades and cut through his pants. There were claw marks left on his legs, and blood overflowed from the claw marks. After a while, the cook's legs became covered with mice, and there was almost no good piece of meat on the occasionally exposed legs. He gritted his teeth, raised his cheeks, lowered his head and kept moving towards the dry well in front of him. A mouse jumped up and jumped on his back, waist and abdomen... But he didn't seem to notice it and didn't care. Finally, as he was taking the last few steps closer to the dry well, he was successfully knocked down by multiple mutated rats on his body. The rats swarmed up in a squeaky voice. From beginning to end, he never shouted a word. Did it fail? No! "My name is Ma Shehe!" A trembling voice rang out from the pile of rats. It was clear that he was suffering from great pain at the moment. A wisp of smoke emerged from the rat pile. Still slowly moving a bunch of big rats forward. "Ma Shehe! I remember you! You are a hero! An ordinary but extraordinary hero." "Boom!" A loud bang sounded in the sky, followed by a sky full of sand and pieces of rat corpses...










