The night passed until noon the next day, when Chen Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his closed eyes, and a hint of relief appeared on his energetic face.

"I didn't expect that the two spiritual herbs were so effective. Not only did they recover their true energy in one night, but they also broke through the fifth level of Qi training on this opportunity!!"

After one night of practice, Chen Fan has already broken through the fifth level of Qi training! In this zombie city, he has a more ability to survive.

Here, strength is the capital to survive!

Chen Fan looked beside him and in addition to the Qingling Grass, he also accidentally harvested a seven-color flower.

Both spiritual herbs were intact, and Chen Fan was really making a fortune this time! There was a burst of crazy laughter in his heart.

The spiritual energy released by the seven-colored flowers is definitely not worse than the Qing Lingcao. Although the two spiritual herbs released not much, it can even be said to be meager, it was enough for Chen Fan. For the first time, he had contacted so much and pure spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy was slowly absorbed into the dantian, the smooth beauty almost made him moan comfortably.

With real spiritual energy, Chen Fan quickly broke through the fourth level of Qi training and entered the fifth level! Even if he could not find the main medicines for the other two foundation-building pills in the future, Chen Fan was confident that he could only rely on these two spiritual herbs to practice until the late stage of Qi training!

He carefully put the spirit grass into his backpack, which were very valuable than his life.

After eating some food to replenish your physical fitness, Chen Fan pushed open the door and came to the hall of yesterday.

In addition to finding food during the day, survivors must constantly improve their ability to survive, because no one is so stupid that they think it will be safe by just hiding. At this time, measures to deal with various dangerous situations and the weaknesses of some zombies are being discussed in the hall.

As soon as Chen Fan came over, he attracted all his attention.

The middle-aged man in charge came out yesterday and smiled at Chen Fan, saying politely: "Brother, I must have had enough rest, sit down."

Chen Fan is also interested in the middle-aged man in the lead. After all, he can lead a group of survivors to build a survivor camp in a dangerous era. This person's methods must be extraordinary.

Chen Fan nodded and said, "I really had more people yesterday."

The middle-aged man was very familiar with it. He poured a glass of water for Chen Fan and sat beside him and said, "Brother, you have to be polite. My name is Yang Chengming, and everyone calls me Uncle Ming."

"My name is Chen Fan."

"If Brother Chen doesn't mind, please call me Uncle Ming."

"It's easy to say."

Chen Fan faced more than 20 people, and was neither arrogant nor humble in his conversations and laughter. Although he was very shabby in his body, he was calm and natural, free and easy, without any cramping. This made Uncle Ming look at him with admiration. If he could put it so lightly, he naturally had strong strength to rely on.

After a simple trap, Uncle Ming went straight to the point: "We are not big in the camp and we lack good players at this time. I want to invite Brother Chen to join, do you see?"

After seeing Chen Fan's powerful means, Uncle Ming had an idea and tried his best to win Chen Fan in! A person who can kill a large number of zombies alone has absolutely extraordinary combat power! Such a person is obviously not a burden, but is worthy of winning! If he can join the camp, it is tantamount to injecting a dose of a heart-wrenching shot!

Chen Fan had guessed the thoughts of these people for a long time, and was not surprised. However, this was very natural in the city of the end of the world. The strong man naturally received the respect and appeal of everyone. He shook his head without hesitation and said, "Uncle Ming, I'm afraid it won't work. I still have many important things to do."

Everyone's expressions became a little weird. What more important things would be compared to survival?

Zhen Shanhu, who was sitting not far away, snorted coldly in dissatisfaction. He kept looking at Chen Fan, but the young man did not have the breath that a warrior should have. Although his physical fitness was good, it was only that. He really couldn't figure out how such a person could kill so many zombies. You know, even a warrior could not do it.

So in his understanding, Chen Fan must have some amazing weapons, or the extraordinary level that day was volatile and shocked, and he could escape.

The result Chen Fan said disappointed Uncle Ming, but since Chen Fan did not say anything, Uncle Ming felt that there was still some hope in this matter. He ignored Zhen Shanhu's dissatisfaction, but looked at Chen Fan and asked in confusion: "Brother Chen, what else is there to do? Brother Chen, do you have other survivor teams?"

"Just call me Chen Fan."

After all, he has helped him, and Chen Fan didn't want to say too much, saying, "I have some friends in other places, and I need to take care of them, so I can only reject your kindness."

"Oh? How many people are there in that team?" Uncle Ming thought that as long as the team is not large, it would be worth raising a few more borers in order to get Chen Fan to join.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "Not even me, there are twelve."

Uncle Ming frowned slightly. Twelve borers are not as simple as a few borers. The food consumed by twelve people in a day is a large amount. Food is the foundation of survival here! It is not cost-effective to raise twelve borers to a master.

Seeing Uncle Ming thinking, Chen Fan didn't say anything. He had promised Liu Yan and would do what he could. If he joined this party and was busy on both sides, he would really not be able to come.

Chen Fan also understood the role of his strength in the survivor team. People with the ability in the team went out to find food, and others also tried their best to help. This seemed to be theorem. After all, they were all surviving in the Zombie City. If you can, you can help. It is impossible to be so cold-blooded that you abandon your teammates, unless it is a last resort.

Uncle Ming thought for a moment, raised his head and asked, "How strong is your team?"

Chen Fan thought to himself, does Uncle Ming still want to recruit other people? You should know that the more people, the tighter the food will be, and the more difficult it will be to lead. However, he still told the general situation truthfully. Yang Jie and Huang Mei are not bad at all. Generally speaking, they are still better at saving their lives. Others do not seem to be full of borers.

After hearing Chen Fan's statement, Uncle Ming thought for a moment, and a trace of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes, saying, "Brother Chen, what do you think of our team?"

Chen Fan was stunned, not knowing what Uncle Ming was thinking, and said, "I am more than better than our team."

"Since that's the case, let's cooperate!"

“Cooperate? How to cooperate?”

"It is to integrate two teams, two in one!" Uncle Ming said in a very affirmative tone, just like the national leader made a very difficult policy choice.

Uncle Ming also understood that if Chen Fan was unwilling to stay, it would be impossible to force him to stay. Unwilling to do things would be just a waste of time.

This not only made Chen Fan stunned, but even the group of people who were silent next to him, mainly Uncle Ming, were stunned. The integration of the two teams was not a matter of just getting along. The twelve people, not to mention the differences in sharing tasks, just saying that there are twelve mouths, is enough for them to choke.

"Uncle Ming! This..."

Uncle Ming raised his hand and stopped him, saying, "I have a sense of responsibility."

Uncle Ming spoke, but no one else could say much, but there was one person who was not the other person, Zhen Shanhu, the only warrior here. He said unhappy: "Cheng Ming, I can't serve too many people."

Even if he is a warrior, he would not dare to take it lightly when facing zombies all over the streets.

Uncle Ming nodded and said, "I know that we don't raise borers. Everyone has to serve the team. If you join us, you must perform some tasks according to our regulations."

Then Uncle Ming looked at Chen Fan again and said, "As long as you join us, you will be part of us. I am very fair to everyone. The people here are not here at the beginning. They all joined later."

"Brother Chen, it will be safer to join us. Our camp has a high safety factor and the food is not short of at present. You should consider it."

Chen Fan didn't expect that Uncle Ming offered such a price for him, which made him fall into deep thought.

It is undoubtedly a good thing for Yang Jie and his team. Chen Fan also has some good feelings for them, and of course he also wants them to be more safe. However, if he agrees, it means losing his freedom, he has to guard these people every day, and make great efforts in finding food.

Then my plan to find more cultivation resources in this city is going to be ruined, and Wuyin is also present. She is not a human being. Although others may not be able to see it, who knows that Wuyin will inevitably make any extraordinary actions in the face of so many people. At that time, it will be a disaster for the survivors.

Thinking of Wuyin, Chen Fan suddenly thought of a problem, which is the mutated zombie!

Chen Fan's face was a little serious. He shook his head again. However, before he could explain this time, Zhen Shanhu next to him couldn't help it and sneered: "Hmph, a young man like you who thinks you have some strength but thinks you are amazing, pretend to be a pussy!"

Chen Fan glanced at Zhen Shanhu, who had always looked like an old man. He also hated such self-righteous guys. It's all your business to talk to Uncle Ming.

He turned his head and said disdainfully: "We just have some strength, we just are amazing. You have the ability to bite me."

As soon as this said, everyone next to him was confused. How dare they scold the warrior? Are you tired of living?

Zhen Shanhu was also confused. It was the first time he was scolded. Then he reacted and suddenly bounced up from the sofa, blasting straight towards Chen Fan.
Chapter completed!