Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

By the time Azhao woke up, it was the next morning.

She blinked and saw Lu Qiang lying asleep beside her bed.

She only moved once and Lu Xuan woke up.

And then he grabbed her hand: "How are you feeling now? Are you upset? ”

Azhao blinked his eyes: “Hungry. ”

Lu: “…”

He kept his mouth shut and laughed again: "I'll get you something to eat. ”

There's porridge in the kitchen that's been warm for a long time.

Zhao stood up and sat at the table, eating and answering Lu Qian's question.

She has no physical problems, no abnormalities.

Anyway, everything's fine.

I slept before because I was a little overwhelmed.

As soon as Zhao finished his meal, someone found the door.

It's the top of the base.

Lu Qiang accompanied her.

They talked to the elders in the base for a long time. What they meant was that Zhao could use his powers to solve all the surviving zombies on the planet.

Zhao of course agreed.

And not to mention that she has the ability, and it doesn't cost much to do that.

Even for Lu Xuan, she will.

It is clearly not enough to remove only the zombies from the south-central base.

As long as the zombies are alive for a day, the mission of Lu Xuan, the infidels, will not end.

So, whatever it is for, Zhao will definitely say yes.

Starting the next day, a look-out plane from the South Central Base began its journey around the globe.

This plane, known in history as the Hope.

Of course, if a zombie had a brain and a language, they would probably prefer to call it "Death" or “Hell".

Because wherever this plane passes, it leads to mass extermination of zombies.

After the Central South Base sent word, all the bases knew that the Central South Base would send a killer to help them destroy all the bodies that had been attacked.

At first, they thought it was some kind of secret weapon until time passed and some news could no longer be kept secret.

Turns out, the so-called "killer" is actually a person.

One man, raise his hand and destroy a million corpses!

Many people began to think of Azhao as a savior.

In a sense, there is no mistake.

Zhao's “global trip” lasted for many years.

Fewer and fewer zombies.

Humans and intellectuals, at the same time, are picking up weapons and wiping out zombies as much as possible.

Finally, in the tenth year.

Hope has finally accomplished its final task.

Zhao and Lu Xiao, as heroes, were cheered by all, and returned to the South Central base.

Ten years.

Zhao looked at those who cheered on both sides of the road and felt only a deep sense of fatigue inside.

Even when the base prepared for the feast at night, she threw it out.

The Zhou brothers had once sent her a letter stating that Manly had been collectively retaliated against by the "slaves” under her command during a mission, drugged, thrown into a pile of zombies and no remains.

So did her revenge.

She just wants to hug her man, okay, be realistic, don't think about where she's going tomorrow to finish the job and get some sleep.

But she couldn't sleep.

A woman knocked on their door.

Lu Zheng went to open the door.

It's a woman with a familiar face.