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    It was another year of bright spring. Chen Wan and Jiang Yanxin led the team to eliminate the zombies around the first area. The team members all fought bravely to kill the zombies. Zeus acts as a precaution.

The bravest one rushing to the front is Chen Yang, who is just 9 years old. Because Chen Yang has been using supernatural powers since he was a child, his mental power threshold is even much higher than that of ordinary adults with spiritual powers. In addition, she is three years old. Half a day later, due to eating crystal cores every day, he is in good physical condition, and his strength and speed are more than twice that of ordinary people. Now he is already a leader in hunting zombies and mutant animals in the team.

Chen Yang has his own early warning, he knows exactly where the danger will come from, coupled with his mental power to control things flying from the air to attack, coupled with her melee combat, within a few minutes, Chen Yang has already been lying beside him. circle of zombie corpses.

Another two tall zombies rushed towards Chen Yang without fear of death. Chen Yang was not in a hurry. He calmly pulled up a big tree from nearby with his mental power, and smashed it on the zombies. At the same time, she waved He rushed towards another zombie with the fire axe.

Her melee moves were handed over by Chen Wan and Qin Ke, so her movements were clean and not gimmicky. Half the head of the zombie almost fell off when she slashed at the door. Chen Yang no longer hesitated, taking advantage of the zombie The movement was slow, and the fire ax was swung down again, and the zombie fell to the ground. Chen Wan used supernatural powers to control zombies to deal with zombies, while watching her daughter's neat movements, she chuckled and said to Jiang Yanxin who was beside her, "As expected of our daughter, Yang Yang is awesome." "That's right, don't say It's among the children, even with the addition of adults, we Yangyang can be regarded as very powerful." Jiang Yanxin was also very relieved to see her daughter's back. It has been nearly five years since Chen Wan and the others came to the first district. In these five years, human beings have not been able to settle this broken world. The persecution of the environment has developed by leaps and bounds.





For example, the armored vehicle that Chen Wan and the others are driving now has a jet design inside. In case of danger, the fuel can carry the vehicle for a period of time. For example, robotic arms and smart prosthetics have also been developed.

The potential of human beings is inherently unlimited, coupled with being forced to this point by nature, all elites from all walks of life have a sense of crisis. These high-tech things have been invented one after another in just five years, and some It has already been put into use.

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Yangyang , it's almost all wiped out, we're going back to the team." Chen Wan smiled and waved to her daughter. The little soldier who was showing off in the crowd of zombies just now turned into a cute little mother and mommy again, and trotted Come over to find Chen Wan and the others.

"Mum, did you just see me beating zombies?" Chen Yang looked at Chen Wan with bright eyes.

"You see, our Yangyang is great, and this time we will definitely be the first in the school's assessment." Chen Wan smiled and talked to her daughter, and at the same time wiped her dirty little face with a tissue.

"That's for sure. Those little guys are no match for me." Chen Wan shook her head with a smile. Those who came to the first district later were far inferior to Chen Yang in terms of strength and cultural subjects.

After all, Chen Yang was abused by his mother, mommy, and aunts at the age of five or six, so he started learning mathematics at a young age.

"Mommy, do we have any other tasks after we finish fighting the zombies? If not, go back early, otherwise Xuanxuan won't see me for a day, and she will cry again." Chen Yang pulled Chen Wan's sleeve and said.

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