At night, when the zombies were most active, Song Bin and the others naturally didn't take the risk and chose a relatively secluded building for the night.
Shang Ke approached the building while thinking about how to gain the trust of the other party. After all, he said that he would not go with them during the day, and he followed them at night, and he just chose the building where they were hiding.
The building has a dozen floors, and Song Bin and others are on the third floor. It was impossible for Shang Ke to rashly run up to find someone, so he first found a room on the second floor, and planned to meet them at dawn tomorrow.
For one night, Di Kui should be able to tolerate it.
However, after Shang Ke stepped into the building, the mercenary group had already found his trace. The perception of the eighth-level expert is extraordinary, and all living things within the perception range cannot escape his detection.
In Song Bin's perception, Shang was an ordinary person without any superpowers, so he couldn't tell the identity of this person based on his superpower level and attributes. Although the other party looked like an ordinary person, he did not let his guard down. An ordinary person appeared here alone, and it was unusual in itself.
"Tu Bo, go have a look." Song Bin whispered to a tall and thin man in black in the corner. The latter nodded and disappeared silently into the darkness.
There was no light in the building, only a little bit of starlight came in from the window, reflecting a deeper darkness.
Tu Bo merged himself with the darkness and sneaked all the way to the room where Shang Ke was. He is the best at hiding his tracks in the team, even Song Bin is not as good in this regard. However, today he encountered a role that was even more powerful than him.
In the darkness, a pair of purple pupils flickered faintly, staring coldly at Tu Bo's every move. Just as he was about to sneak into Shang Ke's room, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, then his eyes tilted, and the world in front of him turned upside down. At the last moment of unconsciousness, Tu Bo finally understood what was going on, but he no longer had the ability to think.
A head rolled about ten meters on the ground, making a series of grunting sounds, which were particularly clear in the silent night.
Shang Ke, who was only one door apart, naturally heard it, and Song Bin on the third floor also heard it.
Just as Shang Ke opened the door, Tu Bo's headless body was dragged into the darkness by a force and disappeared without a trace.
The first thing Shang Ke saw was the blood on the ground. Following the trajectory of the blood spray, he quickly found a blood dripping head in the corner of the wall.
Heads fell here, but there were no bodies nearby. It only took a few seconds from when the head fell to when he opened the door. To be able to cut off a person's head and drag the body away so quickly, the only perpetrator that Shang Ke can think of at the moment is that little zombie.
The people who were killed should be members of the mercenary group. They discovered their existence, so they sent someone to check, and they became the belly of the little zombies.
The abilities of general-level zombies are comparable to the eighth-level ability users among humans. Among this group of mercenaries, except Song Bin, it is estimated that no one is the opponent of the little zombies.
Shang Ke frowned, thinking about guarding against Emperor Kui, but he forgot that there was a corpse with purple eyes by his side. Compared with the zombie king with self-control, the insane little zombie will not have any scruples.
While thinking about it, I suddenly felt someone approaching, and turned to look, it was Song Bin and his party.
"It's you?" Song Bin's face darkened, "Why are you here? What happened just now?"
"I don't know. I just heard the sound and opened the door to check, but I didn't see anyone." Shang Ke concealed the golden light in his eyes and did not reveal his night vision ability.
Song Bin stared at him suspiciously, and asked again, "Why are you here?"
"On the way."
The bald head on the side snorted coldly: "Just 'shun' to the same building as us?"
"That's not it." Shang Ke replied calmly, "I saw your car, I guess you are here too, so I chose this building as my base."
Song Bin reluctantly accepted this explanation and asked, "You really didn't see anything? What's the matter with the voice just now?"
Before Shang Ke could answer, the girl beside Song Bin gave a low voice, pointed at the corner of the wall and trembled, "Brother Bin, you, look."
Song Bin and the others followed the direction of her fingers and saw a round object lying quietly in the dark corner. Those with excellent eyesight in the team quickly recognized that the object was Tu Bo's head.
The expressions of several people changed greatly, with shocked and angry expressions on their faces, and then they all looked at Shang Ke with suspicious eyes.
Shang Ke smiled bitterly, thinking about how to gain their trust before, but now it's better, this kind of change happened just after we met.
"It's not him." Song Bin said suddenly, "The sound just now should be the sound of Tu Bo's head falling to the ground, and then there was the sound of opening the door, and the blood stains only appeared outside the door, indicating that Tu Bo was arrested before he could enter the room. killed."
The bald head is still suspicious: "If this kid didn't close the door, he will close the door after Tu Bo is killed."
"If that's the case, the blood didn't just splatter on the door panel, it splattered inside the house, or on him."
Shang Ke glanced at Song Bin one more time. He was calm, and a little too calm. He could analyze the death of his companion so calmly.
"Then this is..." Song Bin's explanation was basically accepted by the others. Although he slightly restrained his hostility, he still didn't like Shang Ke. If it wasn't for him, their companions wouldn't have died.
"Everyone, be careful, I suspect that there is a powerful zombie hidden in this building." Song Bin's face was a little ugly, because he didn't perceive the existence of this zombie at all.
"You stay with us too." Song Bin stared at Shang Ke. Although it was just a suggestion, the tone was strong.
Shang Ke nodded and did not refuse. With him, the little zombies might let them go. After all, she drank a lot of his blood along the way.
"Brother Bin, why did you bring this kid?" Back in the room, he asked in a low voice with a bald head.
Song Bin glanced at Shang Ke, who was not far away, and replied, "He's not simple."
There is no aura of a power user on his body, but he can walk freely in the land where zombies are rampant. In this environment, everyone, including him, was on high alert, but he looked calm and at ease. This kind of calm is by no means ordinary people.
Song Bin only said four words and didn't say any more.
No one slept that night, and the atmosphere in the dead room was extremely depressing. The screams of zombies came from outside the building, which added a bit of fear and chill to the depressing atmosphere.
At this moment, Shang Ke suddenly felt an arm touch his neck, and then saw a small human head sticking out from his right shoulder, it was the little purple-eyed zombie.
Shang Ke's body tensed, trying not to make a sound. Although he was very courageous, he couldn't stand the sudden shock.
The corners of the little zombie's mouth were stained with blood, and the claws on his shoulders were also dripping with blood, and they kept rubbing against his clothes!
Shang Ke could keep the little zombies behind him as much as possible. Not to protect her, but to not want her to be discovered by others. Once discovered, a bloody battle is inevitable. He knows the strength of the little zombies, and if they really fight, it is estimated that even Song Bin will not be spared. The night is a world of zombies, and the sound of fighting will inevitably attract more zombies.
The little zombie didn't know what was wrong, and kept scratching on his back, and could vaguely hear the sound of the fabric being torn. If it goes on like this, it is estimated that she will be scratched. If it bleeds, it would be tragic.
Fortunately, the little zombie is still a bit measured. He didn't injure him, but he only scratched the clothes on his back half in anger. Her nails are very sharp, and the noise when cutting clothes is not loud, otherwise Shang Ke would not be able to hide it anyway.
It was probably enough of a commotion, and the little zombies left silently as if they had come.
Shang Ke secretly let go, opened his backpack, and planned to take a coat from it.
"What are you doing?" The bald head not far away stared at him vigilantly and asked in a low voice.
"It's a little cold, I'll change clothes." Shang Ke replied calmly.
The bald head snorted coldly, and his defensive eyes never moved away from him.
Shang Ke didn't care, he took out his coat and put it on, covering the damage and blood on his clothes.
Everyone spent a sleepless night in terror, completely unaware that Death had passed them by.
The next day, everyone searched the building again, but after all, they couldn't find Tu Bo's body, so they could only find a nearby place to bury his head.
Shang Ke felt that the character of this group of people was not bad, but unfortunately living in this crisis-ridden apocalypse, they were always facing the threat of becoming a zombie or being eaten by a zombie.
He is responsible for Tu Bo's death, but he is also very clear that even without him, the result may not be better than it is now. When they met themselves and asked to exchange food, they were already on fire.
Before leaving, Song Bin asked Shang Ke, "Are you going with us?"
For your safety, keep your distance.
"No." Shang Ke refused with a smile, and then asked, "Can I exchange the crystal spirit stone for something with you?" The crystal spirit stone is a kind of crystal produced in the high-level dead body, which can enhance the strength of the ability user. Philip.
"What do you want to change?"
"Food and various seasonings."
Song Bin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of thing. If it was five years ago, food was indeed precious, but since Huo Xuan established the survivor base, food production has gradually been on the right track, from extreme scarcity to self-sufficiency. Compared to spar, the value of food has been greatly reduced.
Immediately, he thought that Shang Ke would probably have to walk in the zombie area for a while, and it was also necessary to replenish food.
Song Bin readily agreed. For a lone ranger who wanders in the zombie area, he usually focuses on making friends.
The transaction between the two parties went very smoothly, and what Shang Ke chose were some common materials, whose value was far less than the spar he gave to everyone.
Watching Song Bin and his party leave, Shang Ke secretly said, "Safe journey," then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
As much as he wanted to go back to base with them, he couldn't leave, at least not now.
Among the ruins, Di Kui sat on the collapsed wall, looking at the rising sun in the sky. The sun shone on him, reflecting a lonely and arrogant afterimage.
A slight sound of footsteps came from behind, Di Kui turned his head, and the familiar figure immediately entered his empty sight.
In fact, when Shang Ke asked for contact with other humans, he thought he wanted to take the opportunity to escape.
He mentally set a time limit of 3 hours for him, and if he didn't come back in 3 hours, he would kill the group. Later, for some unknown reason, he extended 3 hours to 5 hours, and from 5 hours to 7 hours.
Until dawn, he felt that the human would never come back. No human being is willing to be with zombies, and no zombies are willing to be with the zombie king.
However, the human was back, back to him.
Watching him take gentle steps, he walked up to him, smiled gently, and said to him, "I'm back."
At this moment, Di Kui felt as if something had been injected into his heart.
"Have you changed to food?" Di Kui asked.
"Well, I changed a lot." Shang Ke patted his bag.
"It's too slow, I'll just kill it next time."
Shang Ke: "... how much do you want to kill?"
"If I don't kill them, they will kill me." Di Kui stated the facts.
Shang Ke stared at him for a while, and suddenly said with a serious face: "I think it's because you are too... unconventional and beyond human aesthetics, so when they see you, they can't help trembling. They resisted. In fact, they didn’t want to, they just couldn’t control it.”
Di Kui touched his face, showing a confused expression.
Shang Ke continued to brainwash: "Your 'unshaven' look, although very grounded, is not elegant and gorgeous."
Di Kui has three-dimensional features and sharp eyes. He wears only a worn trench coat on his upper body, revealing his strong chest muscles and a sexy waistline; he wears a pair of leather pants on his lower body, which outlines his slender and vigorous legs. He has no shoes on his feet and walks silently. .
If you ignore the grayish-blue corpse-spotted skin, he is almost a well-built and cruel human man.
"How to do...to become elegant and gorgeous?" Di Kui asked hesitantly.
"Leave it to me!" Shang Ke was full of confidence, "I'll help you groom it, and after the grooming, I'll make sure that other humans will never scream and kill you as soon as they see you."