A third-level zombie with wind power, it "flyed" down from the top of a high oil tank, with an arm stretched out in front of it, stabbing itself like the tip of a sharp sword!
After making a quick judgment in his mind, He Zizhong subconsciously used his left foot as the axis, and at the moment when the third-level zombie "flyed", he propped his right foot, turned in a circle, and let go of the "sharp sword". Sword tip!
The golden supernatural power covered the dogleg knife that appeared out of thin air with a layer of bright gold, and with a "chi-" sound, it was cut in half from the middle with the help of the flying power of the zombie! !
"Dong, dong" sounded twice, and the bodies of the zombies, which were divided into two halves, landed one after another.
He Zizhong still stood there, the pale golden color on the knife in his hand gradually disappeared, and his forehead was full of cold sweat that came out of hindsight. Looking at the zombie corpse that was split in half.
Although this scene happened very quickly, it only took a few seconds before and after, but these short seconds almost concentrated all of his mental power and all of his strength. Tension and exhaustion all evaporated in an instant.
"Pudiu, Pudiu", since the space upgrade, the dumpling seems to have no interest in the secondary crystal nucleus, even if it is placed in front of it, the old man will turn a blind eye, like a child who is very picky eater.
But now, when the zombie was cut open by He Zizhong, the dumplings who found new snacks jumped over happily and happily started the activity of "digging crystal cores and eating snacks".
With his hands on his knees, He Zizhong took a few deep breaths before stabilizing his "pounding" heart, raised his head again and looked around. That "feeling" was gone, and only the corpses of the killed third-level zombies were left on the ground.
The third-level wind zombies are faster than the second-level speed zombies. He Zizhong has never encountered wind-type zombies before, so he does not know what the second-level wind-type zombies look like. What are the abilities of a level zombie. But now the third-level zombies attacked so fast just now that they only had one move, and one of them died directly, so that he didn't have a chance to study it now.
However, in terms of appearance, the third-level zombies are thinner than the second-level zombies. It seems that the third-level body is not too bloated because of the wind power. The zombies are full of dark "skin". Every piece of skin is as tight as a tendon and full of strength. But its shape is almost indistinguishable from the appearance of a "human". Its facial features are blurred, and its eyes are very large, but it is as dark as the color of the skin, and there is no white eye at all. The nose and lips are so faded that they can hardly be seen. The nose is just two lines, with a slight bulge at the tip of the nose. The lips have no protrusions at all, and only a line can be seen from the front.
After a little observation of the appearance of this zombie, He Zizhong confirmed that there were no other third-level zombies nearby, but when he wanted to find the trace of the dumpling, he found that the dumpling was gone.
Above the space, a white light burst out from Danzi. He Zizhong, who was under the dumplings, was looking up at the appearance of Mr. Tuan's meal with a speechless expression.
You must know that when Tuanzi could eat the second-level zombie crystal core, He Zizhong and his wife had not even seen the appearance of a second-level crystal core! It wasn't until the old man's upgrade that the young couple was able to confirm that the original crystal nucleus was indeed colored after being upgraded to the second level, and it was indeed much larger than the first-level crystal nucleus.
But now...
He Zi sighed heavily as he looked at Danzi's soothing appearance of "light" bursting out from his body. He estimated that he would never want to see the true face of the third-level crystal nucleus before the dumpling was upgraded to the fourth-level. .
"I am full?"
The meat dumpling nodded comfortably in his arms.
"Take me back to my mother's place."
Danzi shook his watery flesh, and with a flash, he took He Zizhong back to the carriage of Knight Fifteen.
"Did you get it?" Because the time between the third-level zombie and He Zizhong was too short, He Zizhong saved time when he started collecting the oil tank, so Fang Hao didn't wait long before they came back.
He Zi opened his mouth again, it was broken... Forgot to put the oil tank back!
The goal of the oil tank is too big. He originally wanted to return to the space and try if he could put the oil in the space alone to see if it would have any effect. As a result, he encountered three-level zombies and dumplings and returned early. The space eats the crystal nucleus, and he forgot the plan after being disturbed by these few things!
If the team still takes this road when they go back, you can definitely see at a glance that there are a few big oil tanks missing!
"What's wrong?" Fang Hao asked in a low voice with some worry.
He Zizhong looked at him, coughed, and told him his plan, then the two of them looked down at the dumpling who was coquettish in Fang Hao's arms - this guy has come back, is it now that he has to rush back overnight
The dumpling, who felt that he had been abused many times, resolutely refused to buy it this time. He had already brought Baba to that place, so why did he want to go back now? Why are they stupid to let themselves go
Dumplings with an increased IQ are not easy to fool around.
Confirming that even if he ran on his own legs that night, he would definitely not be able to go back. He Zizhong was powerless, Fang Hao persuaded him very considerately: "It's really impossible to think of a way when we go back, let's try to see if we can put the liquid Put it directly in the space, and you can see on the road whether the released liquid will affect other things."
"... Now that's the only way." He Zizhong had no other way at this time. Fang Hao's opinion was right. Although the lower space had a relatively static effect, they never put the liquid directly into it, and they still didn't. I don't know if gasoline, which is volatile, will have any effect on other things. Even if you can't see anything in a short period of time, what if it will have an impact over time
The two discussed it and decided to directly put a bottle of mineral water in a certain part of the space, so that those water droplets were scattered in a designated area, and decided to wait a few days to see if it would decrease.
In the early morning, the team embarked on a journey again, and the group was heading towards the northwest direction.
The population density of the northwest region is much lower than that of the eastern and southern regions, but at this time, everyone found along the way that there are not a lot of zombies here.
Some people fled for their lives after the end of the world. Some people think that the population density in the western region is low, so the number of zombies will also be small, so they gave up the idea of hiding in the base from the beginning and ran directly to the west to escape.
But no matter how few zombies there are, there are still some zombies, especially the second-level zombies appear much faster than people expected. Coupled with some special circumstances and the existence of mutant plants, those who go to open areas have nowhere to go. Can be hidden.
"There's something." He Zizhong felt that he had a tendency to be more and more like a magician in the past two days. Before when he was at the base, he didn't have any obvious feeling. Now once he is in a relatively open area, his "perception" The ability suddenly burst out.
It's a pity that he hasn't figured out whether this ability is caused by the wind-type ability, or the gold-type ability, or what does it have to do with his internal skills
Although He Zizhong intuitively felt that this was more caused by supernatural powers, he had not yet found out how to improve it. However, this did not prevent him from using this "feeling".
Fang Hao knew that He Zizhong had killed a third-level zombie by himself in the oil refinery before, but because he had not seen it with his own eyes, he thought that when He Zizhong killed a third-level zombie, it was just like when he killed a second-level zombie before. Same thing. Hearing his words now, he immediately raised his vigilance and carefully observed the darkness around him.
The two of them are in charge of the vigil tonight. Of course, there are other people in charge of the vigil at the same time, but each team is responsible for different directions. He Zizhong and the two were in charge of one direction, and they were not partnered by people from Samsara, but by some or two other teams with smaller numbers, as well as some soldiers.
"There are quite a few... mutated animals!" He Zizhong found that the number of "things" did not seem to be small, and his expression became solemn.
This is the second time the two of them participated in the vigil mission. The last time the two of them sat on the roof of the car, occasionally a few zombies came over and were "poked" to death by He Zizhong with a toothpick, but it seems not so much tonight. calm.
"Which direction?" Fang Hao asked hurriedly. They didn't encounter many mutant animals before, but most of the few times they only had them were troublesome. The movements of mutant animals or zombie animals were even more difficult than that of zombies. Be flexible.
He Zizhong pointed in a certain direction, it wasn't the direction the two were defending, and the distance between those things wasn't too close, but...
He Zizhong picked up the walkie-talkie. If there are too many mutant animals and zombie animals, I am afraid that even He Zizhong and the two will never be able to get out. If the security work is not done in advance, I am afraid that the team will suffer a big loss. .
"Something is coming at ten o'clock!"
"what? What??"
"Ten o'clock? Where? Why didn't I see it?"
"Who's talking nonsense? How come I didn't see anything..."
There was a mess of conversations on the walkie-talkie. After the past few days of traveling, many ability users have put aside their fighting abilities, but their temper and arrogance are definitely good. This point from the previous base defensive battle as the starting point, and the fact that there has been no great danger along the way since today, has made this mentality rise to the apex.
Even the military, who went out together this time, did not dare to send the members of these various teams to see the problem.
The walkie-talkie was still asking in a mess, and the first voice came out again: "Come on!"
"Squeak..."
"Bah!"
The gunshots sounded, awakening the sleeping people. People got up from the car and looked out in a panic, only to see the gunshots and screams at ten o'clock.