Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The closer you get to City A, the more zombies and powers you have.

At the same time, Han Bei Desert's own abilities have reached the third level, and no one has yet understood his true strength.

The team has grown to more than 150.

Of course, there are separate team plans for each search and rest.

Wang Xue saw the young girl once by chance. She was scared to hurry to smear the dirt on the ground, afraid that she would be recognized by the other party.

Shen Mubai came out to breathe, and she felt like someone was looking at herself and had to cast a puzzling gaze.

Miao Linmei had to ask, "Miss Xie, what's wrong? ”

She bit the beef jerky and shook her head.

Wang Xue looked greedy and jealous.

She stared dead at the beef jerky in the other hand, knowing that she hadn't eaten it in a long time.

Although the team in the North Korean desert is well supplied, food distribution is proportional to the individual labor force. After all, this can more stimulate the potential and motivation of the people, and also for the sake of fairness and justice.

Wang Xue has no powers, and Yu Wei several people are too lazy to take care of her. She can only lick her face and help her wherever she wants, but the food from the day down is not enough to fill her stomach.

Not to mention the luxury of beef jerky.

If it takes as much as it takes before the end of life. But it's good to have a hard cookie every day after the end of life, let alone imagine meat.

But Xie Mian!

Just by looking at her, you can see that this is something you can eat every day, the clothes on her body are clean, and the look of the Spirit looks better than before.

Look at yourself, Wang Xue hasn't taken a bath in a week, and people smell it and feel disgusted. But she didn't dare ask for water, so it would be nice to stay in the team after all.

The more the contrast, the less the taste in Wang Xue's heart.

It's time to eat again, and a psychic dispenses two biscuits and a bottle of water.

In fact, this kind of thing, for the previous days, said that it was already very good. After all, the biscuits are not very tasty, but they are not strong enough, at least they can fill the stomach and go.

But when I think of what the girl has in her hand, Wang Xue can't swallow a bit.

The more she thinks, the more angry she feels. Why?

Why should a young girl have everything and her Wang Xue suffers here?

Wang Xue doesn't believe in life, she thinks that people like Xie Mian should die in the last generation.

How can you live like that?

And there's a brother as good as Han Beidi.

A stranger next to her glanced at the girl's stained face and became frightened. She looked at her eyes and laughed. “Why? Disgusted, if you want better food, you have to give more energy. ”

Wang Xue looked at him reluctantly, “Where's Han's sister? She stays in the car every day. What did she do? ”

The idiot showed a stunned look, and then mocked, "Can you compare Han's sister? Besides, Miss Xie has a wooden idiot. If you have to eat, it's good, and you don't know how good it is. ”

He sighed and left.

Wang Xue's face is green and white, so not ugly.

She threw the biscuits out of her hand with resentment.

After a while, I felt some regret, but it was too late, and I didn't know where the mutant wild dog came from to quickly take things away and escape.