Don't Pick up Green Tea Among the Zombies [End Times]

★I have been looking into the depths of people's eyes all my life, which may be the only existence of human body and soul. ——José Saramago *** One time when Tang Jue was leading a team to collect supplies, he met a little zombie. It was bloody and dirty, but that face was beautiful. As a handsome dog, Tang Jue squinted his eyes for half an hour, then cursed and put away his gun, shouting at him: "Close your eyes!" Lie down—— The little zombie was obedient and escaped disaster by pretending to be dead. Five years later, the base camp was wrapped into rice dumplings by a wave of corpses. Tang Jue threw away the empty magazine and wiped his face with a short knife. He figured that if he didn't want to become a zombie, he would have to kill it himself. Unexpectedly, as soon as the blade of the knife touched his neck, a voice came from outside the scarred iron door: Close your eyes. Immediately afterwards, someone broke in through the door with a bright light on his back, hugged the bloody and dirty Tang Jue, and leaned into his ear, feeling aggrieved and calling out in a low voice: Brother. He struggled hard in the other person's arms, and when he raised his head, he saw a face with delicate features and beautiful features. – The entire base camp knew that Tang Jue, the captain of the commando team, was a street gangster with a lot of bad habits. Until he brought back a young man, Brother Tianjue and Brother Jue followed him. It didn't take long for him to teach their eldest brother to become a good citizen. Tang Jue was practicing with a cigarette in his mouth and cursed Hua'er. Who would have thought that Fu Li would come to see him from the laboratory. "It's not good to talk dirty." "..." "Do you need me to light it for you? A cigarette." "..." "Why don't you say anything, Brother Tang Jue." "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, isn't it right?! What do you want, don't fucking look at me like that..." – One year later, the day before Base Camp publicly awarded the annual Good Resident Medal. Tang Jue held the invitation: "???" ★The grumpy boss was attacked by ×Green Tea pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger ★Fu Li is not a zombie, not a zombie, not a zombie ★Pseudo-suspense, pseudo-wasteland, pseudo-science fiction ★You've seen this, why don't you add me to your favorites (twist) ★20200810 first release Pre-receipt of the copy "Novice Returns to the Village of the Full-Level Boss" *** Tu Nan died three years ago. To be precise, he was released from the "God Killing" system. He was seriously injured and hung up for three years. He thought that after recovering, he could finally live a normal human life. Unexpectedly, he returned to his old place as soon as he opened his eyes. It is still the most familiar altar, the place where I was bitten by a group of ghosts, crushed to the ground and rubbed into dumpling stuffing. He instantly felt a chill, thinking that no matter what he said next time, he would not be able to die this virtuously, and then strolled into a human settlement to inquire about the current situation. It doesn't matter if you don't ask about it. When I asked about it, I almost got myself kicked out. He looked at the "Guardian Collection of Levels with the Highest Mortality Rate in the System" with difficulty, feeling a chill in his back. Ordinary people: It's scary. It's really scary. Tu Nan: They are all acquaintances... Ordinary people: Flower Goddess. The god who looks like a girl sitting on a swing has planted thousands of flowers, but only one is non-toxic. Tu Nan: The little girl selling flowers made people cry when she said she was not as good-looking as the kid selling matches next door, so she tied a swing to her to apologize. Ordinary Man: The God of Doom. Can turn anything you say into reality, 99.9% Of the time it will be a bloody disaster. Tu Nan: The one who never gets involved in group fights but only talks. I used to call him a coward. Ordinary people: God of time. The devil who controls the task progress bar likes to reload files for you one second before completing the task. Tu Nan: Silent and boring. I have helped him carry food for two years, but he only buys the same kind of vegetables. Ordinary Man: The God of Death. I can't stand all the human beings who can breathe. The system locusts are devoid of life wherever they go. Tu Nan: We were drinking together, and even if we didn't drink, we would do something. He almost drowned me when he pushed me into the wine vat. The more he looked, the darker his vision became. #My own failure is unfortunate, but my enemy's success is even more heart-wrenching# # dumpling stuffing is also pretty good# #Can I get medical insurance if I die for the second time# Finally, someone he didn't recognize appeared on the last page. Ordinary people: Lord God. Dominate the gods. Once you make a mistake and step into the realm of the main god, don't struggle needlessly. Please seize the time to sort out your remains! Tu Nan: ... Is the dumpling filling good-looking or ugly? … In addition, he also heard some other gossip. "The last time the gods fell, it only happened in one night, and then it rained heavily for a month, flooding all human settlements." "All the power of the new gods comes from the Lord God, so you must not speak ill of the Lord God in front of them, otherwise you will die without knowing how." "Hey, also, I heard that the Lord God had a wife before, and she got married before she awakened." "It's a pity that he died." "Three years ago, he died on the altar, leaving nothing behind." Tu Nan choked on his drink. The younger brother next to him whom he had just recognized patted him on the back and said, "What's wrong with you, Brother Tu Nan?" He coughed and waved his hands: "It's okay, I just find it strange that this... This god can still marry a wife. How many more did he marry in the future? Are they all beautiful? How many times have he been divorced?" The handsome young man smiled at him: "That's the only one." Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Then it's no wonder that the Lord God has a bad temper. Who can be bigger if a single widower doesn't have a bad temper?" After saying that, he lowered his face, which was blurred by drunkenness, and fell asleep on his younger brother's shoulder. Therefore, Tu Nan did not hear what the other party said in his ear. "Yes, I have been a widow for you for three years. What are you going to do to comfort me?" *** However, Tu Nan, who seems to be strong and nervous, also has his own secrets. For example, the layers of injuries on his body all came from a rainy night three years ago. That night, every inch of his skin was bleeding. That night, he slaughtered all the gods. Screenshot taken on 2024.1.18 Intention: The past is gone and the future is here.