Chapter 128: The Old Soldier

  "Heavenly boy, did that huge white tiger really transform from that little brat Zi Teng?" Yang Ling's face was filled with astonishment as he asked, he simply couldn't believe that a human could turn into a tiger. He had heard of tigers transforming into humans, but those were just mythical creatures in fairy tales.

  "Yes, Ziteng's evolution ability is to transform into a white tiger. Don't be surprised, after all, the abilities of humans who have evolved are diverse and unpredictable. Just among us few people, our evolution abilities are not the same. Your ability is to control zombies, Ziteng's ability is White Tiger True Body, Duan Yue's ability is to release black sword energy, Liu Ting, that is your younger sister's ability is teleportation and invisibility. As for my evolution ability, it is Thunderbolt." Wu Xiaotian smiled and explained to Yang Ling: "Moreover, everyone's way of evolving is different. For example, Ziteng evolved after eating a mutated tiger. You were bitten by zombies but didn't become one, instead you became an Evolver."

  "So that's how it is."

  Looking at Yang Ling's expression of "so that's how it is", Wu Xiaotian continued: "These are all the conclusions drawn by General Yue, if you want to know the whole theory, you'll have to ask him."

  "Well, I'll go ask around, after all this is closely related to us." Yang Ling nodded and then seemed to remember something, directly asking Wu Xiaotian: "Why haven't we seen Wang Bing and the others?"

  Yang Ling looked at Wu Xiaotian with great anticipation, hoping that Wu Xiaotian would say something that would make him happy, but instead saw the sadness in Wu Xiaotian's eyes. Could it be...

  "What's wrong with them?" At this time, Yang Ling's face no longer had the joy of seeing Wu Xiaotian for the first time, but was looking at Wu Xiaotian seriously, hoping that Wu Xiaotian would not say that sad answer. But the fact is that Wu Xiaotian couldn't deceive him and could only tell the truth: "Wang Bing was bitten by a zombie, but he wasn't as lucky as you, so he chose to commit suicide, Xiao Hai also..."

  "Bang, bang, bang" Yang Ling's fists pounded against the wall, hoping to vent his sorrow in this way. But tears flowed unknowingly from his eyes. Wu Xiaotian stood up and patted his shoulder, saying: "The deceased is gone, no matter how sad we are, they won't come back. What we can do now is to live on with their share, work hard together!"

  "Take their share to live together, work hard together?" Men have tears but do not easily shed them, but now Yang Ling is already tearful because the person who has passed away is none other than his most important brother.

  "Yes, that's all we can do. They would also want us to be like this in heaven." Wu Xiaotian was also sad about his brother's departure, but he couldn't live for the dead, he had to live for the living.

  Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yang Ling put on a brave face and patted Wu Xiao Tian's shoulder, saying seriously: "Let's live on with their share of grief together."

  "Ah!"

  On the sofa next to her, Liu Ting looked at the two of them in confusion. She couldn't understand the fraternal bond between men. All she knew was that as long as Wu Xiaotian acknowledged someone, she would acknowledge and trust him too. Now she had another person she could trust, because he was Wu Xiaotian's brother. Although he was a bit older...

  "Bang, bang, bang" Liu Ting didn't bother with the two men who were arguing with each other and walked over to open the door. She wondered who had come looking for Wu Xiaotian this time.

  Liu Ting had just opened the door when she saw Duan Yue, Zhao Xinyu, Lengzi, and Da Chuan. Each of them was carrying two large suitcases, and even Tang Jiajia, who looked delicate, was struggling to carry a small suitcase.

  "Hmph, Jiajia hurry up and come in. You said these men are also useless and won't help you carry it." Liu Ting's words made Duan Yue and the others feel very helpless. They had long since not allowed Tang Jiajia to carry that box, but she insisted on carrying it herself. What did it have to do with them?

  "Liu sister, no, it's me who wants to help them out myself. Don't blame them."

  Tang Jiajia didn't want Liu Ting to misunderstand Duan Yue and the others, so she defended them, but Liu Ting didn't care about that and helped Tang Jiajia carry the boxes into the room. After seeing Wu Xiaotian's approving gaze, Tang Jiajia felt all her energy return to her body, and all her efforts hadn't been in vain.

  Wu Xiaotian turned his gaze to look at the eight large suitcases, Wu Xiaotian asked in confusion: "Are these the firearms found by Lengzi?"

  Put the boxes aside, Duan Yue nodded and said to Wu Xiaotian: "En, there are firearms in four suitcases, and ammunition in another four suitcases. The box that Tang Jiajia is carrying has even better stuff!"

  "Oh?" Wu Xiaotian took the box from Tang Jiajia's hands, during which Wu Xiaotian touched Tang Jiajia's small hand, only to feel that Tang Jiajia's small hand was extremely smooth. However, Tang Jiajia felt as if she had been electrocuted, her heart racing like a deer. Wu Xiaotian didn't know how Tang Jiajia felt and directly opened the heavy box, only to see hundreds of pineapple-shaped grenades neatly arranged inside.

  "Mark II hand grenade, good stuff, commonly known as 'pineapple', the main hand grenade used in World War II." Yang Ling took out a hand grenade from the box and said suspiciously: "How did this hand grenade end up in this hotel? Could it be..."

  "Old Yang, no need to guess anymore. No matter who it belongs to, but now it's cheap for us. With these things, even if Da Chuan and the others are not Evolvers, they can still quickly clean up the zombies." Duan Yue's words interrupted Yang Ling's guessing, because now it was the end of the world, survivors had to use all available resources. No matter who these resources belonged to before, no matter where they came from, now they were ownerless objects, as long as you could find them, you could use them, then they were yours.

  "Well, what about the firearms in the other four boxes?" Yang Ling asked, putting down the grenade and pointing at the suitcases.

  Duan Yue directly opened all the boxes, only to see that they were all parts of firearms, not a single one was assembled. At this time, Wu Xiaotian and Duan Yue looked at Yang Ling together, meaning it's up to you now, they hadn't forgotten that Yang Ling used to be an excellent soldier.

  Yang Ling walked directly to the side of those boxes, slowly found out the various parts of the firearms, and then Yang Ling didn't move anymore. He was reminiscing about something. Wu Xiaotian and others did not urge him on, because they knew that for soldiers, some things had long been etched into their bones, written in their hearts, and would never be erased.

  After a while, Yang Ling smiled wryly and closed his eyes. He quickly assembled the gun parts in front of him. In less than thirty seconds, a complete firearm appeared before Wu Xiaotian and the others. They had been stunned by Yang Ling's swift and precise movements. Now, however, Yang Ling ignored them, gently stroking the gun in his arms as if it were his best companion.