Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 279: 6 Guidelines for Surviving the Apocalypse (7)

When Song Yuesheng woke up, he found himself in a strange, windowless place.

The place is small, and the furnishings are simple.

She rubbed her temples and then leaned against the pillow behind her back.

Ji Ci took her to the prison in District 2?

That's it.

The prison is also safer than the zombies outside.

When the next morning comes, she will write down a few locations as a reward and then leave, and then continue to test the zombies' attitude towards the dead.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

A girl wearing a dress and speaking softly walked in.

"you're awake."

Song Yuesheng pursed his lips and looked at her carefully.

The plot does not show the ability to control other people's minds.

But the reality may not be impossible.

The girl in front of her saw Song Yuesheng didn't say a word and walked over quickly.

She sat on the bed and said angrily, "Hey, Xiao Yueyue, I've been looking for you for a month. Why don't you say a word? Have you been poisoned and made mute?"

Song Yuesheng said slowly: "So you are Qiao Nan."

"Who else could it be if not me?" Qiao Nan crossed his arms.

Suddenly, she reached out close to Song Yuesheng's brain.

"You are not losing your memory. No, I have to check it carefully."

Warm yellow light spots continued to float out from Qiao Nan's hands.

Song Yuesheng understood.

It turns out that Qiao Nan’s special ability is healing.

No wonder she found that she no longer felt any pain after waking up.

"I haven't lost my memory, it's you who's wrong." Song Yuesheng raised his eyes.

"You look completely different now than before. Qiao Nan, have you been stimulated by something so serious that you want to change yourself?"

"It's not exciting. If I have to say..." Qiao Nan's face flashed with shyness, "I think it's because women dress up to please themselves. Brother Zhuo also likes my change."

She paused for a moment and spoke to Song Yuesheng earnestly.

"Xiao Yue, when you meet the right person, you will also want to show your best side to the other person."

Song Yuesheng snorted.

"If he doesn't like all of me, why would he be needed? Similarly, no matter good or bad, I will accept all of him. Otherwise, wouldn't it be tiring for two people to live together wearing fake masks every day?"

Qiao Nan laughed and teased after hearing this: “You might have been able to find a man who could tolerate your temper before, but now… most people are afraid of being assimilated by zombies every day. Little Yueyue, you might become a widow.”

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows: "Being a widow also has its advantages."

After saying that, she looked at Qiao Nan, whose style had completely changed, and asked curiously, "You changed your personality for Zhuo Hang, what did he change for you?"

"Brother Zhuo dyed his hair silver-white. So handsome!" Qiao Nan's eyes were full of stars.

Song Yuesheng: ...

Qiao Nan: "Hey, what's that look?"

Song Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Nothing. I just thought that if it were peaceful now, I would definitely send you to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and cook you a bowl of porridge."

She would never have thought that Qiao Nan was a hidden love-brained person.

Still the kind that is very infuriating.

In order to prevent herself from ruining their friendship, Song Yuesheng changed the topic from Zhuo Hang to how she got to Area 2.

From Qiao Nan's words, we learned that Zhuo Hang and Ji Ci hit it off at first sight while escaping in the apocalypse.

They joined forces with other people who first awakened their superpowers to form the initial second zone.

Later, as its reputation grew, more and more people sought refuge in District 2, and its scale gradually evolved to what it is today.

The room where Song Yuesheng is located is where every outsider temporarily lives.

Because she didn't have login information for Area 2, she could only stay here.

Qiao Nan also said that she had been missing for a month.

I can't find anyone.

Song Yuesheng wanted to laugh.

She just went back home and came out a month later.

The two chatted for a long time until Zhuo Hang knocked on the door looking for Qiao Nan.

Qiao Nan visibly returned to her gentle self.

Walking is also in small steps.

Song Yuesheng clicked his tongue.

What is Qiao Nan trying to achieve by doing this?

She is not as lively as she used to be when she was gossiping.

Since Zhuo Hang likes Qiao Nan, shouldn't he let her be herself?

Ouch.

Song Yuesheng hit his forehead.

No one knows what her special powers are, her parents are still unsure whether they are alive or dead, and don’t worry about Qiao Nan’s emotional problems.

**

The next day.

Song Yuesheng got up very early.

She used a borrowed pen and paper to write down the names of two supply supermarkets on each piece of paper, then groped her way to the lobby and pasted half of the screen on the released screen.

of course.

Song Yuesheng did not forget to sign his name.

After doing all this, she stretched with satisfaction.

Now it's time to do the experiment.

At this moment, Song Yuesheng heard a soothing piano sound.

The sound is intermittent and not very complete.

Ok……

Let’s make our presence felt first.

According to what Qiao Nan said last night, Song Yuesheng walked straight through the lobby, then turned right, and then turned left at the second fork.

What you see is a shed, under which is a black piano, surrounded by flowers.

The most common is gardenia.

This is where Ji Ci plays the piano.

It is also a restricted area in Zone 2.

Ji Ci sat in front of the piano, his ten fingers lightly touching the keys.

The soft morning light fell on his body, giving him a faint golden glow.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, but it is mixed with an indescribable sadness.

It's like telling an unfinished story.

Song Yuesheng didn't like listening to this kind of music. After listening for a while, he simply sat down leaning against the wall.

She was not idle either, and began to try to use her supernatural powers again.

There was wind coming out from her fingertips.

Eh?

Song Yuesheng was excited that her super powers had inexplicably returned.

Ji Ci was very upset.

He noticed it since she came to the piano shed.

He thought Song Yuesheng would talk to him and disturb him from playing the piano.

As a result, she sat directly on the ground, using her wind power with excitement.

Ji Ci hates everything that is planned.

Song Yuesheng's ability, and the fact that she kicked him when they first met, were all exactly as planned.

As long as she dies as planned, everything will be over.

But I didn't disturb him from playing the piano just now.

Her expression seemed to say that she was indifferent to his piano playing.

If there is one thing that doesn't meet the standards, Song Yuesheng is not the right person.

Killing him won't help.

But her special ability is really an eyesore.

This contradictory feeling kept pulling at Ji Ci.

The sound of the piano gradually changed from sad to violent, and was finally interrupted by him.

When Song Yuesheng heard the piano music stop, he stood up and looked at Ji Ci.

"Now that you've finished practicing, let me tell you something. The reward for the supply supermarket I promised you yesterday has been written and posted on the big screen where your mission is posted."

After saying that, she was about to leave on the wind, and Ji Ci appeared in front of her in an instant.

Song Yuesheng blinked.

Without the power of wind, he could move here instantly.

Tsk.

She is still too weak.

Song Yuesheng complained in his heart, then said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, if you take me in for one night, I'll give you the address. We're even now."

"You came here just to talk about this?" Ji Ci obviously didn't believe it.

"What else? I have only met Mr. Ji twice. What can we talk about? Or..."

Song Yuesheng suddenly moved closer to Ji Ci, her bright eyes filled with tenderness.

She leaned close to his lips and spoke softly, with a hint of teasing in her words: "Mr. Ji wants to have an in-depth communication with me?"

Ji Ci's eyes flickered slightly, then he pushed her face away calmly.

"Ms. Song, wishful thinking is a disease. Qiao Nan's ability is healing. I suggest you go to her for treatment."

Song Yuesheng tapped Ji Ci's earlobe and said with a smile, "But Ji Ci, your ears are red."

Just then, an anxious voice came from far away.

"Xiao Yueyue, why are you wandering into the piano studio? Hurry up before Mr. Ji...ah!"