Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

No high-level chosen person's body can be blown down by a gust of wind.

The disappointed vendor smiled and didn't continue to talk, but just sat down on the small stool behind the booth in a daze and stopped looking at Qi Lin and the two of them.

In the eyes of the street vendor, maybe this weak man has relatives in the mountains?

Or was his father a big leader before the catastrophe?

That's why there are people waiting for him on that mountain.

Street vendors have seen no less than 20 people like this this month!

He looked at the thin back of Qi Lin taking the child to the snack street and sighed: "In this world, rank is everything! Relatives lead?"

"It's all gone."

"It's just a little strange. The kid's clothes are a little thin. Isn't he cold?"

"Hiss, I'm so cold, I can really resist."

The atmosphere of the snack street is very lively.

There are also many people.

Because there are always some people who like to take advantage of small things, and Lai eats like crazy here.

Interestingly, armed men patrolling back and forth will not drive them away.

Only when there is a conflict in the crowd, they will come to maintain order.

Every time Qi Lin walked to a booth, he would stop, lower his head and ask Xiaodi, "Do you want to try it?"

The child is indeed very sensible, for fear of delaying Qi Lin's time, he always shook his head, raised a mouthful of untouched cotton candy with joy and said happily: "This is very good, uncle!"

Qi Lin also gave a rare smile, and then took out two packs of cigarettes through the space ring in the cloak and threw them in front of the booth, then picked up various snacks and stuffed them for the children.

"Eat more, maybe you won't be able to eat it in the future."

Although the child didn't understand what it meant, he didn't explore too much.

Because in the child's mind, although the uncle is a bit weird, he is a good person.

At this moment, Qi Lin's soul link also sent a report from the ghost boss: "Master, the death archer team in Xinhua School District is also ready."

Before Qi Lin could reply, a message came from the soul link at the same time, and Lao Jiu, who led 70 silver-ranked ghosts up the mountain for control, reported: "Master, the control of Shushan Mountain has been completed, and the second team of death archers is also ready."

"Master, I think they are so weak, Lao Jiu can kill everyone on the mountain by himself!"

Qi Lin didn't reply to Lao Jiu, but continued to lead the child in front of the food stall and repeatedly put out cigarettes and handed snacks to the child.

The strange behavior attracted the attention of countless vendors and survivors around.

Some of them looked envious, envious of Qi Lin's wealth.

Some people rolled their eyes, thinking about what good things Qi Lin could take out of his arms.

The armed patrol officers subconsciously squeezed the guns in their hands, and they felt something was wrong.

Survivors who can live to the present, no one will reveal their wealth like this.

That will bring unnecessary trouble to yourself, unless this person.

"Uncle, I can't take it anymore!"

Qi Lin looked down, at the moment Xiao Di was holding a lot of various snacks and looking up, looking very funny.

Well, I really can't let it go.

Only then did Qi Lin stop making the surrounding lively atmosphere, and became a little low-pitched. He led the child and walked towards Shushan High School.

As the initial starting point, Qi Lin was a little uncomfortable with the beautiful garden of Shushan High School.

No corpse smell.

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, and led the child quickly away from the garden path.

After leaving the garden, the statue of the bronze bone warrior looked so conspicuous and majestic under the surrounding spotlights.

A tearjerker movie about the family is playing on the screen.

The audience in the audience burst into tears and whimpered one after another, as if thinking of their family members.

Maybe it's the hostility in his heart rushing straight to the top of his head, or maybe his physique has dropped to 0.5, which makes Qi Lin feel a little tired.

He wanted to lead the child to sit down anywhere.

Let the kids watch a movie and have a good dinner.

And he needs to rest and think carefully about whether the words whispered by the devil are valuable.

The survivor who had just arrived wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and crossed his hands to Qi Lin who was sitting beside him: "Praise the Lord!"

Qi Lin, who was full of thoughts in his head, nodded in response, his restless eyes swept over the crowd of moviegoers whose voices were fluctuating.

According to reports from the ghosts, this is one of the official entertainment activities held by the Palace of the Dead.

The staff in charge of playing can get a salary of 20 contribution points.

This contribution point is issued by the official of the Palace of Death, and it can be regarded as a public welfare welfare that enhances the public's sense of happiness and belonging.

With 20 contribution points, the materials that can be exchanged are enough for one person to live for a month.

At this moment, for the survivors who belonged to the Palace of Rebirth, he didn't know that the people around him only needed one thought, and everything would be reduced to scorched earth.

"Hey! Dude!" The survivor enthusiastically shared the potato chips in his hands with Qi Lin.

The latter glanced at him, but replied hoarsely, "Thank you, I'm not hungry."

The survivor didn't force it, just crunched the potato chips and said, "Dude, did you just come?"

Before Qi Lin could reply, the survivor said familiarly: "Tsk tsk, this place is really good, much better than the military safe zone!"

"When I went to Beicheng before, you don't know, there is no snack street, movie viewing plaza or anything like that, and all the items will be confiscated if you go in there!"

"Then stripped naked for centralized disinfection, the whole body had to be evenly wiped with disinfectant powder, and finally sprayed with a water gun!"

"I heard that after entering, except for a small number of special talents, everyone will go to strengthen the fortifications, stay in a centralized place, and eat two fucking meals a day!"

"If there is no comparison, there will be no harm!"

The survivors were chattering, and there was no lack of complaints and dissatisfaction with the military's North City Safety Zone in their words.

Qi Lin still didn't respond, but just listened quietly.

"I just registered my personal information. I don't know what position to assign. The household registration personnel were called away from a meeting just now. When they come, remember to praise yourself when you register, so that you may be assigned a good position."

The survivor said, taking out a bottle of Moutai and a bottle of mineral water from his backpack.

He gulped down the mineral water buffalo, then poured Moutai into the mineral water bottle.

After finishing all this, he handed the mineral water bottle containing Moutai to Qi Lin.

"Hold it, buddy!" Seeing that Qi Lin didn't respond, the survivor stuffed the bottle into Qi Lin's arms.

"Brother, believe me, the Hall of Past Rebirth is really good compared to other forces!"

The survivor watched Qi Lin put the water bottle on the ground calmly, and then said mysteriously: "I went to inquire just now, and the treatment we enjoyed just now is said to be carried out by the high priest and the old man on the order of the palace master!"

"It's hard to say that everyone's world is going badly in this shitty day, and it's not easy to take care of your family, so let's calm down your tense nerves first. If you feel inappropriate, you can leave. The Hall of Rebirth does not restrict personal freedom!"

"Listen! Listen! How comforting it is!"

"That's what people say!"

"In my opinion, the high priest, the old man, and the temple master, the Skeleton God, know how to be considerate of us!"

"It's right to stay and follow the appointment of the Palace of Death!"

When the survivor said this, his tone was obviously a little angry: "Damn it! You don't know that in the military safe zone, except for their soldiers and demon hunters, only those who have committed crimes can go out! "

"Fuck! Isn't this obviously suppressing our level!?"

"If I hadn't been so damn clever and quickly slipped away halfway, I would have been treated as a slave and died in that concentration camp sooner or later!"

"In my opinion, they just want to be emperors!"

Qi Lin has been listening silently without speaking.

As someone who had entered the safe zone in the previous life, he knew very well that from an individual point of view, the Palace of Past Rebirth was undoubtedly more attractive.

But from the perspective of the group, the practice of the military safe zone is no problem.

Qi Lin didn't understand it before.

Until half a month ago, he caught a red-eyed magic crow, and learned a piece of news from its mouth: the mist is one of the shackles of the world, and it protects human beings. If too many people die, the speed of the mist dissipating will slow down. Speed ​​up, and the monsters outside will be able to attack directly across the fog.

From that moment on, he probably understood why the military would do that.

But there's still a lot he doesn't understand.

"Brother, I see that you have brought a child to survive until now, which means that you are not a bad person."

The survivor glanced at Xiao Di, who was obedient and motionless next to Qi Lin, and said in a low voice: "When the household registration people come back from the meeting, you give this bottle to the leader, just say to see him working hard, and give it to the leader." He quenches his thirst!"

"I went directly to Moutai before, but that person didn't ask for it. He said that there was a request from above, and he didn't accept the request for food and card. .”

Perhaps seeing Qi Lin's absent-mindedness, the survivor added: "Let me tell you, don't take it seriously, I have inquired about it, once the position is fixed, it will be very difficult for you to change again!"

"This is a man of the world. No matter where you are, you have to pay attention. I didn't pay attention before. I didn't give it to me after ten years of fucking work."

"Forget it, my name is Fang Wenbin! If there is an official in the future, don't forget me, buddy!"

Qi Lin looked down at the mineral water bottle containing Moutai, but said nothing.

"What level are you now, buddy?" the survivor asked eagerly.

His information has been registered, and there is no possibility of changing it. If he wants to live more comfortably in the Palace of Death in the future, he needs to make more plans.

The life of the chosen person with a higher level will be more comfortable. If the person with the child is of a higher level, then

He waited for a while, and found that Qi Lin seemed to be in a daze, and he was not angry, he just said:

"I'm going to get a bottle of Coke. I'll drink more today. After tonight, I won't be such a whore for nothing!"

The survivor saw that Qi Lin didn't want to move, and said cheerfully: "I'll try to get you a bottle later!"

The survivors ran away quickly.

The child next to him scratched his head.

For the past two months, he has been following Qi Lin and has never seen anyone else from the outside world.

Until now, people who have only had two contacts have asked about the level.

Does grade matter?

The child didn't know why, so he pulled Qi Lin's cloak subconsciously, and when Qi Lin looked down at him, he asked in a waxy voice: "Uncle, why do they ask you about your level? Is this important?"

Qi Lin thought for a while and replied: "Those who ask you about your level as soon as they meet, or ask you if you have skills, are essentially calculating the degree of respect for you."

The child scratched his head, and his chicken coop-like hair became even more messy: "I don't understand Uncle, you see they are very polite to us! They gave us food and let us watch a movie, and that man gave you water just now."

Qi Lin frowned: "Anyone who approaches you has a purpose, anyone! Including me!"

Without waiting for Xiao Di to ask, Qi Lin continued: "What purpose? Get benefits from you! Get benefits! For example, I get black hole fireworks from you!"

The facial features on Xiao Di's face were wrinkled together. He wiped the oil from his mouth and said in puzzlement: "But grandma said that life is not all about benefits! It's more about mutual achievement and mutual warmth!"

Qi Lin waved his hand to end the topic, and he looked up at his location, the Shushan Mountain.

"As long as there is no conflict of interest, there is generally no need to refute what others say."

"Huh? Why don't you eat it?" Qi Lin suddenly realized that there were so many snacks, but Xiao Di hadn't touched a single bite.

The child scratched his chicken coop-like hair. Although he didn't quite understand what Qi Lin said just now, it didn't affect him holding up the unmoved cotton candy: "Hey! Uncle, please help me taste it first! "

"Childish, I won't eat!"

"Try it uncle, I think it should be delicious."

"Eat yours! Don't talk!"

"oh"

…

A gorgeous woman quietly squeezed over from the crowd.

Covered in the smell of perfume, she gently sat on the empty stool where the survivors had just left, and her red lips parted slightly: "Praise the Lord! Handsome guy, do you want to have a good time?"

"Sister, I can do anything!" She breathed out the fragrance, and the charming hand that had done the manicure wanted to put it on Qi Lin's lap: "A dragon only needs five contribution points!"

Qi Lin put aside the woman's hand that he wanted to touch calmly, and the restlessness in his heart intensified.

"Thank you, I don't have any contribution points."

The woman was taken aback, but she glanced at the mineral water bottle on the ground, and soon continued with a smile on her face: "Materials too"

"Thank you, I don't have supplies."

"Uh..." The woman was stunned for a moment, thinking that the news from the snack street just now should be correct!

A thin man with a child, his eyes are red, he seems to have not slept well, and his mental outlook is very poor.

That's a fortune!

The woman glanced at the child next to her who was buried in eating silently, and then at Qi Lin, thinking that she did not find the wrong person!

Could it be that he is not interested in me?

The woman didn't want such a big money slipping away from her hands, she looked at Xiao Di again, her eyes lit up, and she smiled charmingly: "Oh!"

"I understand, big brother!" The woman hurriedly got up and left: "You wait for my big brother!"

Not long after, the woman led a young greasy-faced man over.

"Brother, don't worry, we have all kinds of tea!"

"Happy you!"

Qi Lin knew that the other party had misunderstood something, and frowned, "Thank you, no need."

The greasy-haired and pink-faced man obviously wanted to work harder, he was sitting next to Qi Lin, he was about to touch Qi Lin's thigh with the ambiguous expression of the woman before, and said at the same time: "Praise the lord, do you want to be happy, big brother. "

"Do you want to die?" Qi Lin turned his head abruptly, with anger rising in his blood-red eyes.

The man's hand that hadn't touched Qi Lin's thigh froze in the air, he just felt that the eyes in front of him seemed to kill someone!

The new survivors haven't finished familiarizing themselves with the rules of the Palace of Rebirth that no fighting is allowed, but they are all masters who dare to kill at the slightest disagreement!

They who often solicit customers here understand this very well.

He hurriedly got up and ran away with the woman, this man can't be provoked!

And Xiao Di was also attracted by the movement here.

In fact, as early as when a woman came to say happy, he was a little vague and hazy.

But the child only knows that kind of thing is a process of human reproduction.

But when the child saw the man approaching and said the same words with an ambiguous expression like the woman before.

Xiao Di was confused.

He carefully recalled the biological knowledge he had read in the past.

It is really impossible to find how two human males should reproduce.

After getting along for two months, Xiao Di relied heavily on and trusted Qi Lin.

If you don't understand, just ask uncle, it's definitely no problem!

The child subconsciously looked at Qi Lin and asked, "Uncle, what is happiness?"

Qi Lin took out his black leather notebook, and didn't say that you are too young to understand, don't ask, just because the other party is a child.

He replied casually: "The collision of flesh and blood, the exchange of liquid and liquid, boring things."

"Eat well, and we will go up the mountain after eating."

"Oh" the child scratched his head with a puzzled expression, then quickly ate while lowering his head.

After a while.

An armed man led an officer from the Household Registration Section.

Before arriving in front of Qi Lin, they were full of smiles: "Praise the Lord! Both of you, welcome home!"

At the same time, the ghost's report came from the soul link: "Master, these two people were called to a meeting just now. The content of the meeting is to pay attention to the black wind, and to be highly polite and important to every new survivor."

Qi Lin didn't respond, and his patience was getting worse and worse at the moment.

The officer who didn't know why just felt that the person in front of him was not of high rank, and that he was not a little airy.

I'm afraid it's another idiot who can't see his own situation clearly because he was the leader of a certain person before the catastrophe.

However, the secretary still didn't show boredom, but said with a smile on his face: "Praise the Lord! I'm a staff member of our household registration department. This handsome guy, what's your name?"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance: "Oh! The two leaders are here!"

Seeing the situation on Qi Lin's side, the previous survivors ran quickly with two bottles of Coke in their arms, and shouted as they ran, "Sorry, sorry! This buddy's throat is injured, and it's hard to speak!"

The survivors have inquired before that many people want to bribe the person in charge of the household registration level, because the position you can be assigned in the future depends largely on his light strokes.

For the vast majority of people, this sum is an unchangeable fork in the road of destiny.

The survivor quickly put the Coke on the ground, picked up the bottle of Moutai-filled mineral water at Qi Lin's feet and stuffed it into the hands of the household registration officer.

Unexpectedly, the other party quickly pushed the bottle back, waved his hands and said quickly: "Praise the Lord! We have a policy! We don't accept food and cards!"

The survivor, however, refused to let go, stepped forward with a smile on his face and continued to stuff the bottle: "Oh! It's just a bottle of ordinary mineral water, a little thought, it's enough to quench your thirst!"

"You see it's not easy for you, we also feel sorry for you who stayed up all night to serve us!"

The household registration officer smelled the wine on the bottle, and his eyes lit up: "Oh! You are so considerate! I."

Just when he was about to accept the bottle of mineral water, a gloomy voice came from a distance: "What I just said was deaf to your ears, right?!"

this voice.

The household registration officer recognized the voice of the directly subordinate leader.

Give me careful attention!

At this juncture, if anyone dares to smash my pot, I will make them unable to eat!

What the leader said just now lingered in his ears.

The household registration officer shivered and turned around, thinking he could still struggle. .

But when he found that Mr. Fan Zhong, the chief of the judicial division whom he had only seen once, was standing behind his leader, all thoughts in his heart were completely disheartened.

The Judgment Division is responsible for all corruption and oppression of the masses inside the Palace of Death. Once discovered, it will be dealt with severely!

Since the establishment of the Palace of Rebirth, there have been countless bullies who have died in the hands of Director Fan. Even the Chosen One who caused trouble before was killed by Director Fan on the spot!

I still remember that the son of a deputy director on the mountain used to drink too much and made trouble in public and punished a waiter in public. The waiter couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide by jumping off the mountain. Those who violated the rules thought it was nothing, just send some money. .

After investigation, it was found that the waiter had no family members, and her family members were all dead, so there was no way to compensate for the loss.

Later, Director Fan, who came back from hunting demons, heard about this, and regardless of the dissuasion of the high priest and other directors, he went directly to the door and slaughtered his son in front of my father, and followed closely as if nothing happened. The dissuading high priest and others said: "Justice is in the heart."

If it is said that Director Fan is only superior in personal force, then that's fine.

The point is, the High Priest of the Palace of Rebirth is the chief priest, and he trusts Chief Fan very much!

Although Chief Fan had swept the face of the High Priest and other high-level people that time, the High Priest still did not deprive him of any resources, not even a symbolic punishment.

Instead, it was the deputy director who was directly exiled by the high priest to the construction site supervisor at the airport.

Later, I heard that the deputy director was unlucky, and was attacked by a demon seed when he took office, and died halfway.

Everyone guessed that the high priest should have done it, but there was no evidence.

No one knows why the high priest trusts Director Fan so much. Everyone only knows one thing: you can commit crimes, but you have to wipe your ass clean.

"It's over, it's over now."

The household registration officer knelt on the ground with a plop, as if in mourning.

If Director Fan was not around, maybe everything would be easy to talk about, after all, it was just a bottle of wine.

But now, the leader and everything are here, he only said that for the sake of his own face, he probably

The surrounding atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and no one dared to speak.

The leader walked up to the kneeling officer, his face was livid, and his outstretched fingers were trembling: "You you!!!"

Just after I had a meeting, this guy just made it out like this!

And in front of Director Fan and his party!

It's not obvious, it's my fault!

The leader didn't know what to say now, he ran up to Fan Zhong in desperation, bowed his head and confessed his mistake openly: "Director Fan, this happened in my department, I can't absolve myself of the blame."

Fan Zhong was not in the mood to listen to his words at the moment, he just waved his hand lightly, and with great strength he pushed aside the leader who was blocking his sight.

Fan Zhong stared closely at Qi Lin and the child. He heard someone say that there was a survivor with a big meal in the snack street, so he came to see it.

Everyone also saw that something was wrong with Fan Zhong, and followed his gaze to look at Qi Lin and the child.

At this moment, Qi Lin was taking out a tissue to wipe the oil on the child's face, as if inhumane: "Are you full?"

The child fearfully glanced at the eyes of all kinds of meanings gathered by those people, and said timidly: "Uncle, I'm full."

"Then let's go."

"Where are you going, Uncle?"

"Up the mountain."

In the background sound of noisy movies.

In the sight of Fan Zhong and others.

A large and a small figure walked towards the main road of Shushan mountaineering.

No one stopped them, because those who wanted to jump out and show off in front of the leaders all fell silently to the ground without even farting, with their eyes rolling white, foaming at the mouth, and twitching all over.

This unknowingly terrifying scene made everyone stop in place.

On weekdays, the high-ranking and domineering crowd kept their mouths shut, for fear that they would utter a syllable out of fear and be misunderstood by that person, and then fall to the ground and convulse.

They dare not even squeak.

Only Fan Zhong was looking at the top of Shushan Mountain.

He glanced at the bright lights all around again, then gritted his teeth and followed Qi Lin silently.

He didn't know who Qi Lin was.

But he vaguely guessed who Qi Lin was.