Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

That night.

Some were still outside and tired of bloody zombies, while others retreated and took time off.

By dawn, they were going to go out and let the warriors come back to rest.

Keep as much strength as possible so that everyone can rest and reduce casualties.

Everyone knows, however, that this is just a delay.

In a pure war of attrition, the people of South-Central Base will die here alive.

There are planes in the base that can send some of them away, but no one knows where they can go - almost all of the survivors' bases are under siege by zombies.

Lu Qian is sleeping.

He's too tired.

It's not just him.

All the intellectuals who are resting at this moment are exhausted, almost sleeping with their eyes closed.

Lu Xuan had a dream.

The wind blew in the dream, and the flowers blossomed in the dream.

In my dreams, my breath is filled with the alluring sweetness of chyme.

The ultimate warmth and joy surrounded him and drowned him in this infinitely gentle homeland.

The outdoor autumn breeze swelled and the ground fell red.

When he woke up, the curtains were blown out by the wind and his hands were cold on the side of the pillow.

Lu Qiang stunned for a second, lowered his head and saw his messy pajamas, as well as red marks caught on his arm.

Lu Xuan: “? ”

Last night... Last night...

Is it not a dream?

Lu Zheng stayed for two seconds as if he was in a bad mood, then jumped out of bed, put his clothes on in a hurry, and opened the door.

Zhou Ping and Zhou Noo are eating.

Lu Qiang asked: “Where's Zhao? ”

Zhou Ping wondered: "Ah? Is she still awake? Zhao has always liked Lai Bed. ”

Lu Zheng felt something was wrong.

He went to Zhao's door, knocked a few times, no one answered, pushed the door open, the bed was chaotic, where was there?

Lu Zheng stood at the door for two seconds and suddenly turned around without expression and went out.

Zhou Ping shouted in the back: "Brother Lu, have you not eaten yet? ”

The answer to him was a bang.

Lu Qiang is headed towards the gate of the East End.

He walked fast and thought a lot along the way.

If he's right, it was Zhao last night.

She did it, mostly for that intelligent thing.

During this time, Zhao adhered to him almost every day, and her control powers seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and more and more zombies could be controlled every day.

But Zhao himself was dissatisfied, and Lu Zhao was very close to her.

Lu Xin was very angry.

He was angry that the other party was trying to upgrade the energy...

What if the person you need to be intimate with isn't yourself?

Will she also...

Lu Xuan thought stops here decisively.

He was reluctant to think about the possibility behind it.

No, if that hypothesis does not exist.

The only person who can make her evolve is herself.

Besides, she didn't get much rest last night and actually left early in the morning.

Isn't she paying attention to her body?

The more Lu Zheng wants to get angry, the uglier his face gets.

Along the way, the intellectuals who had been fighting alongside him for some time, ready to greet him, all swallowed greetings from their mouths.

And who caused the god to kill? You look so ugly?

Lu Qiang walked all the way out of the base.

The intellectuals have just succeeded in stopping a wave of zombies from attacking, sitting on the ground and breathing.

I saw him shouting, "Brother Lu is here? ”

Lu Xiao looked around and didn't see the person he wanted to meet. “Where's Zhao? ”