Chapter 1758 Rebirth: I Am the Zombie King

Buffer City, outside the No. 52 greenhouse.

The Unimog was parked not far from the greenhouse. After Li Yu got off the car with the two little ones in one hand and the other hand, the guards around came to greet him to prevent others from approaching suddenly.

The city lord appeared in the buffer city with his family, and the safety work must be done in place.

Behind Li Yu, followed by Yutong, Ding Qingqing, Yang Xiaozhu, Li's mother and others.

On the bus behind, Tiger Master was sitting in a wheelchair and was carried down.

His health began to deteriorate again a few days ago, and now he has to sit in a wheelchair.

Originally, it was said that he could live for a month, but later, under the treatment of Qingyang and the doctors in the base, he lived for more than half a year.

At the entrance of the greenhouse.

The inspector inside opened the curtain and saw the city lord coming and said quickly:

"City lord."

"Yes." Li Yu nodded.

There were six guards in front of him, running in front of him to clear the way.

The city lord has arrived, so there is no need to check his name. The inspector put his hands in front of him, slightly bent his waist, and waited for Li Yu to enter the greenhouse.

The two guards in front pushed open a door.

"The city lord is here!" Someone shouted, and everyone in the seats in the greenhouse stood up and looked towards the door of the greenhouse.

"Oh my god, the city lord is really here."

"Don't stand on the stool, I can't see it!"

In the spotlight, Li Yu's figure slowly appeared in their sight.

A tall man with a height of 187 cm, wearing a thick black mink cloak, a black fur hat on his head, and a golden badge on his chest that belongs to their camphor tree base.

He has a strong body, sword eyebrows and star eyes, deep and soft eyes, a knife-like jawline, and a high nose bridge, as if he is a character from a comic book.

Handsome!

When Li Yu was reborn in this life, he was only a little over 1.8 meters tall, but he has been over 25 for the past few years, and his height is still growing.

His physical fitness is also constantly improving. He himself is not sure how strong he is now.

On the contrary, the years have not left any traces on his face. Six or seven years have passed, and he looks younger because his skin has become delicate.

However, he is in a high position, holds power, and has fought at the bottom, making him look more heavy and stable than his appearance.

"City Lord, your position is over here." Xiaohan, who was next to Lai Xiyue, came over and said to Li Yu.

Li Yu nodded slightly, looked over her and looked at Lai Xiyue behind her, with a smile on his face, "Xiyue, this scene is well arranged, thank you for your hard work."

Lai Xiyue shook his head and said:

"These are all the efforts of everyone, Brother Yu, you sit down first."

"Yeah." Li Yu nodded.

"Aunt Lai."

Suddenly, Li Keai, who was held by Li Yu, tried to break free from Li Yu's hand, "Uncle, I want to play with Aunt Lai."

Lai Xiyue came over, touched her head and smiled:

"Aunt is busy, you follow your uncle to sit in front first, there will be a good show later."

Li Keai pouted and said reluctantly: "Okay."

Li Yu held Li Keai and held Li Ping'an, and walked towards the center of the stage under the leadership of Xiaohan.

As Li Yu walked to the seating area, Li Yu's figure got closer and closer to the audience, causing a commotion.

"City Lord."

"Hello, City Lord!"

"The City Lord is so handsome!"

"Long live the City Lord!"

Many level 4 and 5 members had never seen the City Lord so close, so they all crowded into the aisle at this moment, wanting to interact with Li Yu.

The guards behind Li Yu saw these people crowding over and quickly stopped them, forming two human walls to prevent anyone from running in front of Li Yu.

"Stop pushing, back off!"

"I'm talking to you, why are you pushing?!"

The guards shouted at these people not to get close.

After all, the city lord is holding a child and holding another child in his hand. If they squeeze in, it would be bad if the child gets hurt.

Seeing this situation, Lai Xiyue quickly picked up the microphone to remind everyone:

"Everyone sit down, go back to your seats and don't run around!"

At Lai Xiyue's reminder, everyone returned to their seats.

But his head was still stretched out to look in the direction of Li Yu, and his neck turned with Li Yu's movement.

"Why is the city lord getting younger and younger?"

"How do I know? Maybe he eats well, sleeps well, and is in a good mood."

"The city lord is really wise and powerful, and his momentum is extraordinary!"

"If you want to flatter me, I suggest you speak louder."

"I'm telling the truth, don't you agree?"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Li Yu sat in the center C position opposite the stage.

Li Pingan, who was in his arms, was also handed over to Yutong. As for Li Keai, she sat on the chair next to Li Yu, and Ding Qingqing was watching next to Li Keai.

Li Yu's father did not come, but his mother did.

As for Li Yu's grandparents, they were too old and didn't want to come out to join in the fun, so they stayed in the inner city villa area.

The second uncle sat behind Li Yu. Anyway, they were in the first two rows, so the second uncle could sit anywhere.

Lai Xiyue looked at the time and it was almost time.

So he contacted He Chao and used the local area network to connect all the display screens in the big camphor tree base to broadcast the live broadcast of the evening party.

It started on time at 6:30 in the evening.

Two people walked up to the stage.

Dongtai and Shang Xueer, wearing the combat uniforms of Da Zhangshu Base, standing upright, each holding a microphone and a script, stood at the center of the stage.

Time is up.

Dongtai stood at the center of the stage, picked up the microphone and said impassionedly:

"Dear guests, dear audience friends!"

“When the last ray of sunshine of the old year gradually disappears, the first bell of the new year is about to ring. On this New Year’s Eve night, full of expectations and hopes, we gather together to celebrate this wonderful moment of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new. "

Da Zhangshu Base, in the second outer city.

Machinery repair shop.

Lao Dong, Qin Feng, Ding Zhao and others were looking at the screen while busy with what they were doing.

After Ding Zhao heard Dongtai's opening remarks, he couldn't help laughing and said:

“This taste is so authentic!”

"Hahahaha." Qin Feng said with a smile: "It's still the same rhetoric. After so many years, it's strange to hear this kind of opening remarks again."

Old Dong put down the pen in his hand and looked at the picture on the screen with some emotion.

It's the end of the world, but you can still watch the party program.

Under the leadership of the city lord, the Dazhangshu base continues to develop. They live in the Dazhangshu base and feel as if everything is slowly returning to normal.

The fourth outer city.

Sanqing Palace.

Qingxiao and Qingyuan were sitting in the quiet room meditating.

A long while.

Qing Xiao couldn't sit still and asked Qing Yuan:

"Why don't you let me go?"

Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and said calmly:

"I didn't tell you not to go. You are the senior brother. How dare I order you? I just said I wouldn't go. You said you couldn't go."

"Aren't you curious?" Qing Xiao asked.

Qingyuan shook his head, "What's there to be curious about?"

The cold wind blows outside the window, and the sandalwood incense burns indoors.

Too many people make things unclean. Staying in this Sanqing Palace makes your heart full.

Buffer city, inside a residential building.

Building 24, Area C.

The lobby on the first floor.

The huge crowd, standing or sitting, all stared at the display screen hanging on the wall.

"It's started, it's started!"

"The venue is nicely decorated. It feels a bit like a Spring Festival gala."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that we would be able to see the Spring Festival Gala in the apocalypse. Things are getting better these days."

"Don't make any noise, they are going to perform a show soon."

"Let me tell you, the second performer is my brother, and he will sing later."

"Really? It's a bit awesome to be able to perform in the City Lord."

in the venue.

After Shang Xueer and Dongtai finished their opening remarks, Dongtai glanced at Qingyang standing under the stage, picked up the microphone and continued:

"Next, the first program is brought by Qingyang. Please enjoy "Move forward bravely and open up a new world", cut the haze of the world with the sword, and protect our homeland with the sword."

After saying that, he took the lead in applauding.

Everyone in the venue applauded.

Bang bang bang!

Dongtai and Shang Xueer stepped off the stage, and at the same time Qingyang walked onto the stage holding a three-foot sword.

He hugged everyone.

Then a sword dance performance began.

The background music sounds simultaneously, dong dong dong dong~

He did a backflip first, then another, and stood firmly.

Draw your sword.

The sword is unsheathed, clang!

Brushing, brushing, brushing~

A sword he danced was so fast that it made a roaring sound.

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People in the last days are all martial.

Especially now that most hot weapons have no chance to be owned, cold weapons have become the mainstream.

Whoever can fight will win the respect of others.

The sword in Qingyang's hand is strong and powerful, matching his flexible body skills.

Prick.

On the stage, several wooden stakes were placed.

He stabbed accurately, hit the wooden stake, and penetrated. As if facing a zombie, his swords could definitely kill the zombie extremely quickly.

This can be understood by those who are watching or those who see it through the display screen.

"Let me go, who is this guy named Qingyang? He must have some skills. With his speed, seven or eight zombies can't threaten him at all."

"I'm afraid he can beat a wall-climbing zombie one-on-one."

"It is said that he is the husband of the director of the Logistics Department. He used to be a Taoist priest. No, he seems to be the same now."

"Can Taoist priests get married?"

"It depends on the category. I remember some are OK."

Qingyang's swordsmanship caused everyone in the venue to exclaim in surprise.

People sitting in the back were too far away to see clearly, so they had to rely on the big screen to watch.

After a few minutes.

Qingyang waved a beautiful sword flower and cast a ritual towards the surroundings.

Sheath the sword.

Bang bang bang bang!

There was thunderous applause, and amidst the applause, Dongtai and Shang Xueer walked onto the stage.

Li Yuan, who was sitting in the first row, had pride on his face.

Take a look.

The man on stage is his own man.

As Qingyang's wife, she often heard people say that Qingyang was a soft-boiled person. Although Qingyang didn't care, she did.

So he simply asked Qingyang to perform this show to wash away those rumors.

Let everyone know that Qingyang is also a person with real abilities.

Shang Xueer stood on the stage, picked up the microphone and said with a smile:

"Qingyang's swordsmanship is sharp and unstoppable. His swordsmanship is not only superb, but also expresses the concept of cutting off all obstacles, conveying a will to move forward bravely and break through everything."

"This is also the will of our Dazhangshu Base. We must clear some obstacles and move forward bravely in this doomsday!"

"Good!"

Someone in the audience heard Shang Xueer's words and cheered loudly.

"Well said!"

"Great! Our Dazhangshu Base must have this kind of responsibility and momentum to cut through all obstacles. Good job!"

Another round of applause.

Dongtai glanced at the audience. When he saw that Zhang Junhao, who was performing the second program, was in place, he picked up the microphone and said:

"Next, please invite Zhang Junhao to sing, "Song of Dazhangshu Base""

Zhang Junhao swallowed his saliva when he heard Dongtai read his name.

He walked onto the stage with a guitar on his back.

Dongtai placed the vertical microphone in front of him, indicating that Zhang Junhao could use this microphone.

"Zhang Junhao, can you introduce yourself to everyone?" Dongtai said.

Zhang Junhao looked at Li Yu who was smiling at him,

and his emotions, which had finally calmed down, became excited again in an instant.

Oh my god!

The city lord!

Still alive!

He was less than 7 meters away from him, and he was about to sing his original song in front of the city lord.

He had to be excited.

In his heart, the city lord was his idol, and an idol he admired very much.

Otherwise, he couldn't write such a song praising the camphor tree base and the city lord.

He tried his best to calm down, not looking at Li Yu, standing in front of the microphone, and said in a trembling voice:

"My name is Zhang Junhao, a fourth-level personnel, the number plate is 7693, from..."

Dongtai saw that he was a little nervous, so he made a joke to ease it.

Then he handed the stage to him.

The lights around dimmed, and a beam of light hit Zhang Junhao's head.

Under the spotlight.

Zhang Junhao took the guitar and began to sing.

With a sad face, he sang softly:

"Struggling in the darkness of the end of the world, where is hope like a flickering light?"

This first sentence made everyone in the venue quiet down.

He had a kind of magic that captured people's hearts at once.

Li Yu crossed his legs, with a smile on his face, thinking to himself: I sang well.

Next.

Zhang Junhao continued to sing.

"The big camphor tree base is a lighthouse, standing under these ruins!"

"Lord Li, you are the navigator, leading us through the dangers."

"The light of wisdom flickers in your eyes, and every decision will not go wrong."

Close to the face and open up.

Zhang Junhao was close to Li Yu's face, praising Li Yu in front of everyone in the form of singing.

Even Li Yu, who was extremely thick-skinned, was a little embarrassed at this time.

Am I really so great?

Next, Zhang Junhao's lyrics were mixed with a lot of words praising Li Yu.

What savior, unrepayable favor, great, selfless, guide, the sun in our hearts

and other words.

Hearing these, Li Yu felt secretly happy, but also a little embarrassed.

He was praised too much.

"Xiao Yu." His second uncle came over from the seat behind him.

"Hey, what's wrong, second uncle?" Li Yu turned his head and looked at his second uncle curiously.

The second uncle looked at Zhang Junhao on the stage and said:

"This guy sings well and has some talent. Why don't we pull him to the Education and Propaganda Department."

"Our big camphor tree base should also have a base song. Inspire people, improve a sense of belonging and honor, his song is not good enough, let him make another base song when the time comes?"

Li Yu looked at his second uncle in surprise. He is worthy of being his second uncle, who is thoughtful.

Now their big camphor tree base has a logo, a slogan, a badge, and a concept, but it lacks this song.

"Okay." Li Yu nodded.

(asking for a monthly ticket)