"Bang!" With a sound, Tang Xiaolong slapped the table heavily and said angrily: "You are clearly just robbing, why are you talking about nonsense cooperation!"

"Snatch? Kid, don't you say that badly! If we divide the administrative geography before the end of the world, my Yin-Yang Gate's headquarters is in Beitang! Who snatched whom?" Yin Yang said with a sneer.

"Don't think that Yin and Yang Gate are the top ten legions. Our heavenly realm will be afraid of you! If you have the ability, let the horse come over!" Tang Xiaolong said angrily.

"Xiaolong, say a few words!" Li Tian stopped Tang Xiaolong, poured Yin Yang a glass of wine, and then said, "I don't know how Master Yin wants to cooperate? Is it just for land?"

"That's right! You go out of the land, I go out of the people! Then let's work together. You know, three years ago, Beitang was the largest scientific research city in the northwest region, and Beitang was full of talents. After I founded the Yin-Yang Gate, I was lucky enough to rescue thousands of people from this Beitang. Unfortunately, in three years, these people died for various reasons, and now only five or six hundred people are left."

Five or six hundred people, the best in all walks of life, have their strength in the present, and this martial artist is in power, everything is about solving problems with force. It is not very prominent in the end times.

But what about five years, what about ten years? When the zombie crisis is controlled and even the zombie problem is solved?

Then these five or six hundred people will become priceless treasures.

"Why should I cooperate with me? You have this research team of five or six hundred people, which will be of great benefit to your Yin-Yang Sect." Li Tian asked.

"Why?" Yin Yang stretched out his finger and tapped him gently on his masked face, continuing, "If the zombie virus is not solved for a day, I will live under this dark iron shell one day. I hate this kind of life with a mask!"

"We are at the headquarters of Yin-Yang Gate, and there are only a few hundred living people, more of them corpses and soldiers! These people stay in my Yin-Yang Gate and will eventually become corpses and soldiers! And only by finding a place suitable for their lives, so that they do not need to worry about survival or live fearfully, can they fully stimulate their potential."

"And Beitang inner city is the most suitable place. Moreover, I heard that your people have come to the forefront in zombie research!" Yin Yang said.

Although Yin Yang had a strong personal wish, this did not affect Li Tian's favor for Yin Yang.

"Okay! I'll work with you!" Li Tian extended his hand to Yin Yang: "Happy cooperation!"

...

The next day, the Yin-Yang Gate headquarters, four or five floors underground.

It is like hell, surrounded by darkness all year round. The lights in the corridor are always so dark, making people wonder when the outside world is now, and whether it is day and night.

In such an environment, among rows of prison-like rooms, people who escaped from Beitang live.

These people, regardless of gender, age, are all thin and ragged, and are filled with a stinking smell. Because these people cannot see the sun for many years, their yellowish skin is now white without exception, an unhealthy white.

"All get up, all get up!" Several soldiers were holding iron sticks in their hands and knocking on the doors and windows, waking up the sleeping people.

"All up, let's send you to a good place today!" said the soldiers of the deceased.

The people's eyes were a little dull. After walking out of the room, they stood obediently like prisoners. After waiting for the others to walk out of the room, they followed the stairs to the ground under the leadership of the mourning soldiers.

"Where are you going to take us? Should you go out and let the wind and bask in the sun?"

"No, I just bask in the sun this week. Are you going to let us go?"

"The soldiers who were in trouble just now said they wanted to take us to a good place? Could it be..."

Walking out of the headquarters of Yin and Yang Gate, the wind is bright outside, with grass everywhere, and birds singing and flowers fragrant.

"Don't stop, keep going!" the wreckage soldiers shouted.

Although these people were confused, they did not dare to resist and could only continue to follow the few devastating soldiers in front of them.

Soon they saw zombies moving slowly in the distance and walking towards them.

These people immediately screamed in horror, and some even started to cry.

"Dear brothers from San Bing, please lock us in. We will go back and work overtime to do research. Please!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just follow me!" the soldiers said impatiently.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Several figures flashed out of the group of wreckage soldiers and rushed towards the zombies quickly, killing the low-level zombies in just a few seconds.

They had been walking for more than ten minutes, but they were still following the leader of the funeral soldier, and there was no intention of stopping.

Every time a zombie appears, the funeral soldiers will quickly kill the zombies and will not let the zombies walk within a range of 100 meters of these people.

Seeing that the zombies were solved by the soldiers, these people finally calmed down.

These people greedily breathed the fresh air and stretched their waists.

"Brother Sangbing, where are you going to take us?" An old man followed Sangbing in front and asked with a trembling trembling.

"Heaven!" Sanbing said coldly.

The old man staggered and almost fell.

"Big...Brother, can I not go to heaven? I haven't lived enough yet!"

"Yes! You turn around and walk back now, no one will stop you!" said the Sandian Bing.

The old man actually started crying: "Woooo, we have been walking for more than an hour. What if I walk back, what if I encounter zombies on the road?"

"Then you'll really go to heaven!"

"Uncle Han, you are still so afraid of death at this age? What if he doesn't matter, even if we die now, at least we will die in the sun. We are much better than those who commit suicide underground!" said a man in his forties behind the old man.

The old man cried for a while and saw that everyone was still following the soldiers, and then he slowly calmed down.

During this period, people kept coming out of the large team and ran to the nearby willow trees to break a few weeping willow branches, woven into a hat and put it on their heads.

Some women walked into the grass and picked a small yellow wild flower from the grass and wore it on their heads.

Soon they left the grass and walked into the steel forest of Beitang.

"Here we are back! It seems we are going to die in Beitang!" I don't know who said this.

The happy atmosphere in the crowd immediately disappeared, replaced by a sad face.

Mr. Han walked in this familiar and unfamiliar city, muttering to himself, "There is an artificial lake over there, and I took my little granddaughter to catch fish there; there is a park in front of me, and I took my little granddaughter to fly kites..."

As he spoke, Mr. Han shed tears again.

"Die, die if you die! It's good to reunite with your family!"

At this time, the mourning soldier walking in front suddenly shouted: "It's coming soon! You can enter the city!"

"Going into the city? We have to take the initiative to feed the zombies ourselves! It's better to run away now! Maybe there's still a way out when we run out!" Someone thought to himself.

A man suddenly appeared above the city wall above the city gate, and the man shouted, "Welcome to go home!"

"Squeak~"

The thick city gate of the city wall was pulled open from the inside, and more than a dozen humans came out, posing as welcoming.

"This Beitang has been back by humans!"

"Oh my God! We...we... have actually arrived in 'heaven'"
Chapter completed!