749: C749 Senile Dementia

C749 Senile Dementia

With both hands holding the zombie's terrifying head, the zombie's mouth kept opening and closing, but it was scared half to death by Guan Ming.

"What are you screaming for?"

Wang Yi came in through the entrance and looked at the frightened Guan Ming. He reached out and picked up the zombie's head, then threw it out of the car.

There wasn't much space inside the tank, so the sudden appearance of two people and the pile of snakeskin bags made it even more crowded. Fortunately, the corpses outside were gradually thrown far away and were no longer in danger.

"What is this?" Wei Ping gave the tank to a soldier to drive while he carried out the two snakeskin bags.

"Yes, yes …" The old man was also extremely tired. He panted and was unable to say a word.

"Give him some water." Wang Yi instructed.

Immediately, soldiers brought the kettle over. The old man quickly took it and gulped it down. Wang Yi was even worried that the old man would be taken in due to his exaggerated attitude …

He choked to death.

On the other side, Wei Ping also took out his dagger and drew a line on the snakeskin pocket underneath his body.

Sssii! *

With a sound, a large cut appeared on the fragile snakeskin skin pocket. A large piece of golden colored rice, which had not been peeled off yet, tilted out from the pocket.

These rice grains were plump, and accompanied by a thick smell of rice, they covered the entire tank.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so it's food." Wei Ping's mouth twitched. He understood why the old man was almost caught up by the zombies and didn't give up on these two snakeskin bags.

"Even if it's food, it's not as important as my life!"

Wang Yi couldn't help but say. Although they successfully shook off the horde of corpses, it was still extremely dangerous. If the two of them were to stay a while longer, they might have already been surrounded by the horde of corpses.

"What are you guys doing!"

When the old man saw the rice grains rolling on the ground in the snakeskin bag, a pained look flashed across his eyes as he shouted at Wei Ping.

"Who let you touch my thing, who let you!"

"The old man has quite a temper." Wei Ping grunted, feeling embarrassed.

"Geezer, don't forget, we saved you." Wei Ping said coldly.

"Hmph, I said that it doesn't matter if I live or not, these are the things that matter!"

The old man ignored Wei Ping and kneeled on the ground. He gathered the rice grains together with a pained look on his face and put them into his pocket with his hands. He looked very serious, as if these grains were precious treasures, not sparing a single one of them.

This scene caused Wang Yi and the others to be slightly surprised. Although food could be precious to this old man, it shouldn't be worth it, right? He wanted to pick them up one at a time. A few of them had even fallen into the cracks, but the old man had managed to catch them bit by bit.

"Professor Quang, I'll help you." Seeing this, the young man also followed suit and kneeled on the ground, plucking rice grains from the bottom of the carriage one by one.

"Professor Quang?" When Wang Yi heard this name, he couldn't help but mutter it.

Clearly, this was not a name, but a title for a position.

Could it be that this ordinary-looking old man in front of him had some sort of special identity?

"Cough cough, Professor Quang, right? It's enough to collect all of these grains."

Wang Yi said in a respectful tone. Although he didn't know what the old man did, he was still a professor and was worthy of Wang Yi's respect.

"Hmph, what do you know?"0

Who knew that Professor Quang not only didn't get up, but also glared at Wang Yi, including Wei Ping. He was the one who caused the bag of grains to scatter.

"Hey, what's wrong with your food? Is it made of gold?" He was usually pretty cocky, but why was this old man even more cocky than him?

"Gold, gold is not as valuable as these grains." The old man grunted and picked up a rice grain proudly.

"This one can feed a hundred people."

"What?" Wei Ping couldn't help but be shocked and looked at the old man with a peculiar expression.

"It's over, it's all over. Bro Yi, we saved that old fool. Why don't we throw that old man off before we go too far?" Wei Ping turned around and said to Wang Yi.

"Pfft, you're the one with senile dementia." Professor Quang couldn't help but curse, causing the beard on his face to rise up in anger.

"It's not impossible to feed hundreds of people with a single grain."

At this moment, Wang Yi suddenly spoke up.

"You, what did you say?"

He didn't dare to refute Wang Yi because he knew what Wang Yi said was correct. But just this single grain of food was not even enough to fill up Wu Tie's teeth.

But soon after, Wei Ping became silent, staring at the rice grain in Professor Quang's hand in a daze.

It might not be impossible for a single grain to feed a hundred people, as long as there was the right method.

"Professor Quang, if I'm not wrong, these two bags are filled with rice seeds, right?" Wang Yi looked at the rice grains in his hand and spoke with an extremely suppressed excitement.

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