The End of the Book: Becoming a Cannon Fodder Rich Lolita at the Beginning

"Okay, in order to hide your identity, I must believe in science."

Old man Wang suddenly made an expression of understanding and nodded like pounding garlic.

"I will never tell your identity to others and keep it secret for you."

"But I still want to thank you for saving the lives of so many people in Anxi City. You punish evil and eliminate evil, and I will definitely build a temple for you to worship you."

I don't know what he thought of, but old man Wang suddenly stood up, his face was extremely serious.

Seeing him like this, the little white-haired girl holding the book twitched her mouth, her face full of speechless expressions.

The next second, she lowered her head and silently complained.

"Toxic."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old man Wang, with a vicissitudes of life on his face, stood up like a primary school student and made a posture of listening carefully.

"What you said makes sense, I will definitely change it."

Hearing this, the little white-haired girl sighed and stretched out her fleshy little hand to support her forehead.

MMP.

Why can't there be a normal person?

The group of people in the base are just like those with chuunibyou, flattering and praising people without limits every day.

Now that I have left the base, it is still the same outside.

I thought I met an upright old man, but who would have thought that this old man seemed to have a bad brain. He said he would believe in science but he didn't believe it, and he had to do these weird things.

"I am so tired."

The little white-haired boy sighed and lowered his head to read the book in his hand.

"But life has to go on, and we still have to rely on these chuunibyou patients to dominate the end of the world."

...

The next day, early in the morning.

On the gray highway, zombies were wandering aimlessly in groups of three or two.

But at this moment, a black RV sped past.

"Roar."

The moment the RV passed, the zombies chased the RV like crazy.

"Roar."

The dust was flying all the way.

Manic roars and car roars continued to interweave on the highway.

At this moment, the RV suddenly accelerated and sped away, leaving the zombies behind unable to catch up.

But not long after, the black RV slowly stopped.

At this time, inside the RV.

He Yong left the driver's seat, walked to the locker next to him, and started to tinker with it.

"Little master, it's time to have breakfast."

"You didn't eat well for dinner yesterday. You have to eat more this morning. You are growing up now, so you can't be picky about food..."

He Yong, who was standing next to the locker, kept muttering.

The little white-haired boy lying on the flour bed at the back covered himself tightly with the quilt and curled up impatiently.

"I know, don't say anything. I'm too sleepy this morning and I don't want to eat."

"Miss Xue'er deliberately told me to watch you eat and not miss a single meal. Please don't make it difficult for me."

He Yong touched his head with some embarrassment, with an apologetic smile on his face.

But the little white-haired boy still covered himself in the quilt and refused to go out.

"I said I'm very sleepy, so let me sleep for a while."

"There's not even a place to sleep in that city. It's all dirty and there's no way to rest."

The little white-haired boy muttered in the quilt.

"And that city is full of rotting corpses and disgusting bugs. I have no appetite at all and don't want to eat."

Hearing what the little white-haired boy said, He Yong next to him was even more embarrassed.

At this moment, Old Man Wang, who was sitting on the chair, woke up and said to He Yong with a stern face:

"The master is already tired enough dealing with the affairs of Anxi City. Let her rest more. If she doesn't want to eat, don't eat."

Hearing what Old Man Wang said, He Yong was speechless.

He turned his head to look at the little white-haired boy who was curled up in a ball, and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, little master, then you go to sleep."

After he said that, he took out two cans from the locker.

One of them was handed to Old Man Wang, and the other one was opened by himself.

Not long after, the two finished breakfast.

...

A peaceful life was spent in the RV.

A few days later.

On the highway to the Magic City, the speed of the black RV slowed down a lot.

"Little master, we are about to go back."

In the RV, a smile appeared on He Yong's face.

Hearing what he said, the little white-haired boy holding the book also raised his head, and his face was much more relaxed.

"Well, I can finally go back."

"I have been working day and night because I know that you, my young master, miss home. In fact, it's not just you, my young master, I miss home too."

He Yong touched his bald head while driving and showed an honest smile.

The next second, he continued to drive.

But not long after he started, his face changed.

"My young master, there seems to be something going on ahead."

"What's the matter?"

The little white-haired man leaned on the chair with his head tilted, slightly opened his hazy golden eyes, and looked lazy and soft as if he had just woken up.

"The road ahead seems to be blocked..."

"Then wait until the road is clear before driving."

"No, there seems to be a US-style military truck parked in the middle of the road, just blocking our way forward."

He Yong glanced at the road conditions in front of the car window, and his face became more serious.

At this moment, the squinting little white-haired man also sat up from the chair, with his pink lips slightly opened.

"US-style military truck?"

"Yes, it's just 500 meters ahead. Should we continue to move forward?"

"How long will it take to get to the Magic City?"

"Little master, it's about 20 miles away."

The two asked and answered.

Just in this question and answer, the little white-haired man stretched out his fleshy little hand to support his chin.

"Drive directly over and take a look at the military truck."

"Yes, little master." "

He Yong nodded and stepped on the accelerator.

In less than a moment, the black RV was very close to the US military truck parked in the middle of the road.

Just then, He Yong, who was driving the black RV, stopped the car and picked up the weapon next to him.

The next second, he opened the door and walked under the car.

Soon, he walked in front of the military truck.

But as soon as he passed by, he was stunned.

Because in front of the military truck, there were several strong men in black uniforms.

Those strong men were looking down at the nails in the middle of the road, and they threw the nails out from time to time.

"You...you guys?"

"He Yong? "

Before He Yong opened his mouth, the strong men squatting on the roadside reacted and looked at him.

It was at this moment that He Yong saw the faces of these strong men clearly.

The strong men in black squatting on the roadside all had bruises on their faces, their clothes were tattered, and they were wrapped in a lot of bloody gauze.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing this scene, He Yong felt bitter in his heart.

"We are back."

The strong men stood up from the ground, their faces moved.

"But why are you here? Did you leave the Magic City to do business?"

"I went out with the young master, and we went to Anxi City."

He Yong spoke quickly and pointed to the RV behind.

"The young master is inside..."