Chapter 108

Along the way, gray drove his car and continued to move towards Raccoon City. Every night when he went to bed, gray always had a drink with the elves. For nothing else, it was because the elves liked to drink. Gray felt that what he had done before was too inhuman and didn't even let the elves drink more.

How much is a glass of wine worth? Also buckle search, as a magical elf, even if you drink a little more, what does it matter? So now I'm going to make it up to her.

"How long will it take?"

"What's the matter?"

"I'll just ask, how long will it take to get to the place you said?" Little Molly lowered her head and whispered.

"It's not far, that's the damn end. The road conditions are too difficult. Otherwise, if we drove normally, we would have arrived long ago." Gray looked at the map and said that it was not far from Raccoon City.

"A few days." The elf asked eagerly. Although she didn't know why Gray was crazy and gave herself wine every day these days, she had to say that the wine was good. She hoped that such a day would last longer. If she returned to the castle, such a good day might not exist.

"One day or so. Don't worry. One day will come. Unless there is an accident on the road, our luck is not so bad." Gray vowed that he thought the elf might be tired. After all, he was a little tired after being in the car for so many days.

"I'll drive faster."

"No, never." The elf shouted. When gray looked puzzled, the elf blushed and whispered, "it's not good to drive too fast, just ordinary speed. You should pay attention to safety."

In the evening, gray looked at the dead city below and shook his head. The car stopped there and began to prepare today's dinner.

They don't know how to go around. Anyway, the car is on the mountain and can look down on the city below.

"Gray, there seems to be no zombies here." The elf looked at the city below and said in surprise.

"It's hard to find a living creature after being checked and leveled. If you want to find it, you can only go underground." Gray shook his head secretly. Basically, when encountering any powerful invasion or irresistible disaster in American movies, what he thought of at the first time must be a soul, the world nuclear peace.

"Was it bombed by a nuclear bomb?" Mehrita looked at the big pit below and a trace of fear flashed on her face. Young people living in modern society basically know what nuclear peace is, a big killer that can erase everything.

"Yes, this is the original birthplace of the disaster. When they feel they can't control it, a nuclear bomb comes. Of course, it's useless in the end. That is, the virus has long been put into the world. Otherwise, you think the government hasn't taken any countermeasures to let it spread?

No matter how bad it is, the army can gradually clean up the zombies. Have you seen any soldiers these days? Have you seen any rescue?

Even if other countries can't, the executive power and national cohesion of the government of the eastern country are super strong, as well as the strong organizational and executive ability in the face of disasters. If we got the news of the spread of the virus, we would have made a policy not to go out, and then the army and armed police searched in a large area and killed all zombies. "

Gray shook his head. When watching the last film, he felt that these guys were very crazy. After seeing so many people become zombies and a big city with millions of people, there were only a few survivors in the whole city. After surviving, he felt that these guys were really not fucking human.

We can bury billions of people at will. I really don't know if these people can be counted as human beings. The so-called devil is nothing more than that.

Gray also boasts that he is unparalleled in iron blood. Killing rebels, pirates and Warcraft is also the Lord who doesn't blink with a knife. At least thousands of dead souls fall under his hands, but he can't do it in any case in the face of innocent people, let alone billions of living people.

"You mean all this is a conspiracy of some people now?" Mehrita shuddered. Who dares to murder billions of people at one time? Why did you do that?

"It's just some crazy moves." Gray smiled, but he just scolded. If you really want to be serious, the success rate of each other is still very high. Although they only left the noble people they think are worth staying, the powerful biochemical technology of the umbrella is enough to enable them to obtain enough labor force and have enough ability to rebuild the world.

It's hard to say what the outcome would be if we hadn't killed ourselves and engaged in Alice's plan, if we hadn't been too proud and had to destroy all the survivors.

Of course, even if Alice really released the antidote in the end, it's also hard to say how it ended.

Who can prove that there are only a few killed bases for the umbrella? As long as there is a base for the umbrella, the umbrella is still a behemoth and a well deserved overlord compared with other struggling survivors after the end of the world.

The final victory of mankind is only the victory over the zombie and the umbrella. We can only say that we are unknown, and we have to continue our efforts.

"Well, it's no use thinking about these now. Cook first. The sheep just killed today hasn't eaten yet. Today, I can finally eat fresh food without eating bread." Gray said happily.

Today, he met a sheep on the road. He didn't know what kind of sheep it was. Anyway, little jasmine determined that it was not infected with the virus. That was safe food.

A rare living creature in the last world, gray caught it at that time and was ready to improve the food.

"Barbecue today." Gray went to collect dry firewood on both sides of the road, and mehrita carried out the wine for a drink.

The elves happily followed gray. Today they can have a full meal and eat delicious barbecue. Gray's barbecue is really good. It's great to think about it.

Gray directly found a dead tree, cut it off with a sword, picked it up and went back.

The sheep had already been cleaned up. Mehrita laid a clean cushion on the ground. The whole sheep was on it and was smearing it with sauce.

Gray cut the dead tree into stumps, and then grabbed the stump with both hands. The flame covered the stump completely in an instant, but it didn't ignite it. Instead, he kept burning the stump and carbonizing it.

After a layer of carbonization outside, he controlled the flame to drill inside. There was no gap between the whole wood. Gray couldn't do so fine control now. Finally, he had to split the wood and carbonize it piece by piece.

Why is it so troublesome? Because when gray barbecued, he found that the barbecue cooked with charcoal was much better than the barbecue cooked with open fire.

Of course, his majesty is not greedy. He mainly hopes that little jasmine and mehrita can eat better food. He also hopes that the lamb can better reflect its value and die well after death.

After making more than a dozen pieces of charcoal, gray piled them together, then set up a barbecue rack, generously took out his long gun in the absence of a barbecue rack, pierced the whole sheep, put it on it and began to bake.

The spear was very long, so there was no need to worry that it would burn your hand when it turned over. Gray added a new piece of carbon from time to time, and soon the mutton began to smell.