She didn't hesitate to go and check it out.

That sentence is very likely that the corpse is an alien, and after death, the alien will also produce the same spar as the zombie, and the probability is much higher than that of the zombie.

She believes that if such a society continues to develop, it is likely to develop into a dangerous world where humans will eventually slaughter each other.

...... But what does that have to do with her?

Will she live until long?

Sticks flicked in the burning corpses.

The corpse had been burned beyond recognition, and although she didn't know why the flames had never been extinguished, she couldn't tell if it was a supernatural or a zombie.

"Whatever it is, it's a desolate corpse to die. ”

She muttered, then stabbed the tip of her stick directly into the corpse's skull through her eyes.

This one is very accurate.

She felt the tip of the stick hit something hard.

It's a spar.

She bent down, carefully avoiding the flames, and despite the heat, reached into her skull, and pulled out the hedrons.

Some hot hedron was lying in her hand.

The surface of the hedron was stained with a lot of blood, but it could not hide the blue-green shimmer emitted by the hedron itself.

She carefully wiped away the blood, and found a small purple nucleus in the hedrons.

"Second Order Mutant Crystal...... This is a mutant zombie?"

In the voice, it is difficult to hide the excitement.

She was so close to the flames, and the light of the fire reflected on the haggard but ecstatic face, showing a bit of bewitching weirdness.

The color green symbolizes the second order.

The purple nucleus symbolizes mutation.

Her ears echoed with the voice of the third-order ability manager at the hedron recycle.

The thin hand hurriedly rubbed the spar on his clothes, wiped the blood on it, and saw clearly the purple nucleus the size of a jujube in the middle of the spar.

If I am not mistaken, the recovery price of the first-order mutant hedron is equivalent to that of the third-order hedron and the second-order mutant hedron ...... It hasn't happened yet.

But it must be expensive.

If they can find a good time to get rid of it, their family may be able to live a relatively good life in this last days.

She cautiously looked around to make sure there was no one around, then tucked the hedron into her inner pocket, then broke the other hedrons into small packets and tucked them into her cuffs.

However, she didn't know that what she was doing was being seen clearly.

As soon as she walked into an alley, she was greeted by a man with ill intentions, dressed like a standard street thug.

The sense of crisis made her pick up the gun in an instant.

"Little sister, what good things did you just take......"

Bang –

Before the other party could finish speaking, she opened fire.

In this case, the other party cannot come with good intentions, so only by striking first can we have the best chance of survival.

If she still spares bullets at such a time, it is not a small loss, but an act of death.

The distance between the two was only a dozen paces, and the bullet hit each other directly in the abdomen.

The other fell to the ground, screaming, and rolling on the ground.

She put away her pistol, picked up the axe hanging from her waist, and smashed it on her head, splashing her with blood and brains.

However, her expression did not change in the slightest, and she quietly watched the other party breathe.

Then he stretched out his hand and searched in the other party's mind, and found a first-order spar.

The other party turned out to be a stranger.

She rejoiced in her decisive action.

Then she quickly searched for what he was carrying......

A dagger, a homemade pistol, and a box of bullets.

The model of the bullet happens to match the police pistol, which is the biggest gain.

And the other party still has a few first-order spars on his body, counting the ones in his mind, a total of ten.

"I'm sorry. ”

She dropped an apology and hurried away.

This wasn't the first she killed, and it was by no means the last.

In order to survive and protect her family, she did everything.

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She exchanged the second-order spar and some first-order spars for a second-order ability to heal, and the other party was an "official" person, one of the founders of Bailan City, and had a certain degree of credibility.

With the help of the other party, my father's injuries were completely healed.

The hearts that she and her mother had been hanging on were also put down.

In the last days, it is a world that symbolizes strength.

Although her father is not an anomaly, given the rarity of supernatural ones, a male father can also provide some protection for her and her mother.

They no longer have to hide in the basement and shiver like before.

The remaining hedron was exchanged for a lot of supplies, enough for them to survive for a while.

"And what next?" said the mother.

There is a hidden sentence behind it: how long will they live like this?

She took out the second-order mutant hedron and placed it on the somewhat shaky wooden table.

Under the brilliance of this spar, the parents saw hope.

"I'll go to the organizer tomorrow, and I should be able to exchange it for a large amount of ordinary hedrons, or even a chance to protect it. Father said.

It's a smart choice.

The organizer of Bailan City is a fourth-order ability, and the second-order mutation spar is not too unusual for him, and it is also within the other party's affordability, so it should not happen that it will be directly snatched away.

Moreover, they have seen this organizer, the other party was originally a criminal police officer, and he has a natural sense of justice, even if he will not give them too high a price, he does not have to worry about the other party pressing the price too low.

But...... Before the next morning, death came after them.

A group of people just burst into her home.

There are three or four of them, and they all claim to be supernatural.

They don't know whether it's true or not, but they don't dare to act rashly.

The father took the mother and daughter behind him and said, "Take all the supplies, please don't hurt us."

Not the first time they have been robbed, they know unequivocally how to save their lives in such a situation.

"You killed Xiaohu. ”

The leader was a bald guy with a tattoo, and his eyes fell on her.

Her pupils constricted for a moment, then vetoed.

The leader laughed and said, "Do you know what his ability is? I'll tell you...... It's the voice of thought. He said, you have good things in you. ”

Her eyes sank, and she instantly understood that the person should have transmitted a message in just a few seconds between being shot and being hit in the head by an axe.

She should have known that none of the Adepts were easy to deal with.

"How can we be spared?" she asked.

The other party didn't answer his words, raised his chin, and commanded his subordinates, "Kill those two old guys, keep the sister, and then search for good things!"

Before the leader could finish speaking, gunshots rang out.

The father picked up the pistol and fired the bullet out.