A full meal, a few friends departed.
Originally, there were over a dozen friends at the gathering, but only four or five survived the zombie apocalypse, which is quite fortunate in terms of probability.
After Li Qing finished the barbecue, he felt he was back in that happy daily life, back home, using the computer to surf the internet and check various information.
Many people are yearning for the future:
"This time, we can at least live for more than a decade!"
"Oh, my God, what are you talking about? We can live a lifetime! Only our descendants might face accidents a hundred years later, when humans erupt again, will the Time Machine restart."
"Hey! Just a few months have passed, and in my neighborhood, someone has already reached the Five Tier Genetic Warrior level, condensing the Crystal Core Origin, and high-ranking officials from the Investigation Bureau have personally come to greet them!"
