readx; Shang Ke suffered alone in the wild for more than ten hours, and when he regrew his body, it was already three or four o'clock in the morning of the next day, which was the darkest time of the day, and there was silence all around, only the sound of whirring wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shang Ke got up from the ground tiredly, his skin was smooth and delicate, leaving no scars, as if the scene of being dismembered was just a terrible nightmare.

The night is a world of zombies, and Shang Ke doesn't have much time to be sentimental. He pulled out his backpack that had been thrown aside, and took out a few pieces of clothes that were still in good condition and changed them into. Looking at the hole in the backpack, Shang Ke unconsciously remembered the scene of his heart being crushed.

The system allows him to choose between two tasks: [Kill the Zombie King] and [Kill by the "Protagonist"]. Before meeting the Zombie King, Shang Ke is inclined to choose the former. But after seeing it, he felt that this task was impossible to accomplish.

The Zombie King gave him a feeling of invincibility, and when he struck, he killed him without saying a word, or even using his abilities.

It's still too weak.

Shang Ke sighed secretly, carried his tattered backpack, and quickly disappeared into the darkness, looking for a safe place to stay, waiting for the dawn.

The long hair is glued into dry and hard strips by the coagulated blood, and you can still take advantage of the rest to cut it into short hair with scissors, and it suddenly feels much more refreshing.

After dawn, Shang Ke continued to advance towards the main base according to the established plan.

The next few days were surprisingly smooth, and even if they encountered zombies, they were not attacked. At first, Shang Ke was nervous and waited for him, but after several tests, it was finally determined that the zombies basically ignored him under normal circumstances. Only when he smells the blood on his body will he be in high spirits and chase after him. Therefore, as long as he is guaranteed to not shed blood, he can almost walk freely through the zombie horde.

Of course, if you encounter a powerful zombie with intelligence, it is estimated that it will not be so easy.

On the fourth day, Shang Ke entered Fanxi City, which was only about three or four days away from the city where the main base was located. The more densely populated a place, the greater the number of zombies.

Shang Ke cautiously weaved through the alleys, like a wild cat, deftly jumping into a building.

He hadn't eaten in days, and he was so hungry that he decided to find a kitchen and start a fire.

These days, he has collected some ingredients and daily necessities in a scattered manner. Although there is no energy supply in the abandoned city, as a person who has lived in a primitive society, even the most basic conditions are difficult for him.

Shang Ke carried a bundle of firewood on his back, chose a corner room, and quickly got in. Search around the house to make sure there are no zombies hiding before entering the kitchen.

Modern style kitchen, spacious and bright, with advanced equipment, pots and pans with all kinds of pots and pans, just no knives.

It is okay to close all the windows to prevent the smell from the house from spreading to the outside. Then use water magic to scrub the kitchen utensils, then use fire magic to light firewood, and take out the fish that has been processed by the river and the ingredients found in various supermarkets and malls from the new bag.

His primary magic can only wash vegetables and make a fire, and it can't be used consistently, but it's still very convenient for cooking.

After boiling the fish broth, Shang Ke took out two more "potatoes" that he had dug up from the field not long ago. There are some uncultivated farmland in the suburbs that have not been abandoned, and many vigorous crops are still alive and □□, but the varieties seem to have mutated.

For example, the "potato" in his hand is strangely shaped, with a dark purple skin, which looks like an alien product. If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't afraid of poisoning at all, he probably wouldn't dare to try it easily.

After more than half an hour, a pot of hot fish soup and a plate of fragrant fried potatoes are ready. Shang Ke sat casually on the ground, drinking fish soup and eating potatoes, with an extremely comfortable expression on his face. In the kitchen, the aroma of food was permeated, and occasionally a few wisps wafted out of the cracks, and quickly dissipated into the air, completely unnoticed by the nearby zombies.

was eating happily, Shang Ke suddenly felt a chill on his back, turned back suddenly, his back was empty, and he was about to turn his head, when he caught a glimpse of a figure lying on the ceiling, it was a little zombie who was only six or seven years old, she was naked, skinny, dark blue, a pair of red eyes, without a trace of emotion.

It turned out to be a high-level zombie with red eyes.

Shang Ke didn't find her when he searched the house just now, and she may have a special ability to hide her shapes. The red-eyed zombie has a higher IQ than the average zombie, but as long as he doesn't bleed, he shouldn't be attacked.

There's nothing to be afraid of a high-level zombie, Shang Ke is just worried about attracting other zombies. If you accidentally scratch a little skin by her and bleed a drop of blood, then the fun will be great.

There was still some fish soup and potatoes left, and it seemed that he couldn't eat it, Shang Ke shook his head with some regret, and then quickly packed his bags while being wary of the little zombie, planning to change rooms to spend the night.

At this time, the little zombie suddenly moved. I saw her figure flash, and she appeared next to Shang Ke in the blink of an eye.

Shang Ke's movements slowed down, and the right hand in the bag tightly grasped the handle of the knife, hesitating in his heart whether to cut the head with a knife and directly solve the threat.

The little zombie didn't pay attention to Shang Ke, but looked down at the soup pot, then leaned over and licked it, and then didn't move.

Shang Ke muttered secretly, could it be that zombies also like this kind of bloodless food?

Just as he was thinking about it, the soup in the soup pot suddenly rippled layer by layer, as if it had been shaken by some kind of vibration, and made a buzzing sound.

What's going on? Shang Ke didn't know why, but he was a little vigilant in his heart, he didn't dare to stay longer, he sped up his way to pack his things, and was just about to leave, but the little zombie went away at this time, she slammed off the soup pot, and then roared angrily at Shang Ke, as if accusing him of how to make such an unpalatable thing!

Acceptable: "......"

It seems that it can't be good. Shang Ke immediately drew his weapon and slashed at the neck of the little zombie.

However, the blade only slashed an afterimage, and the little zombie disappeared from his sight in an instant, and the next second it appeared above his head, rushing towards him like a spider-man.

Shang Ke rolled on a carp and hid under the dining table.

Before he could stabilize his body, he heard a crunch on the desktop, and cracks began to spread from the middle to the periphery.

This kind of dining table has a hard texture, but I didn't expect it to be cracked by this little zombie's paw.

Shang Ke realized that this might not be an ordinary red-eyed zombie, but a brigadier-level zombie.

Unlucky! He just wanted to secretly cook a meal to eat, and he needed to give such a murderous after-dinner "dessert"?

Fighting with a Lori zombie that can teleport, has great power, and has violent tendencies, Shang Ke can't keep a low profile, and just hopes to be able to solve it quickly and minimize the danger. But it's a pity that the Lori Zombie is the most powerful one of the zombies Shang Ke has encountered so far, except for the Zombie King.

By force alone, you can only barely protect yourself, and it is basically impossible to kill the other party without being injured.

In just a moment, Shang Ke's arms, back, neck and other places were scratched by the little zombie and showed blood marks. Smelling the smell of blood, the ferocity of the little zombie was completely stimulated, and the claws beckoned to Shang Ke desperately, and every time he had to scrape off a layer of flesh and blood before he would stop.

This little zombie, Shang Ke couldn't even greet him, and the excited howls of the zombies came one after another outside the building.

With the height of the building and the sturdiness of the house, zombies below the advanced level can't easily break in, so it's more important to solve the trouble in front of you first.

Now that he has been injured, Shang Ke has no scruples, and he is full of firepower, planning to have a life and death with Lori zombies.

Then, when the Lori zombie had the advantage, he suddenly stopped the attack, half-lying on the ground, and let out a low roar at Shang Ke.

When Shang Ke was puzzled, he didn't realize that a tall figure appeared behind him at some point.

It wasn't until a large, cold hand grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him off the ground that he suddenly woke up.

His fingers dug deep into Shang Ke's flesh, and the pain made him sweat coldly. This feeling of powerlessness he had experienced before. If you didn't guess wrong, the guy who suddenly appeared behind him was the Zombie King Emperor Kui.

When he was turned around, he saw Di Kui's familiar and terrifying face.

Di Kui's fingers were forceful, gently choking off his neck, and with a crisp click, Shang Ke's head and body were soon only connected by a layer of flesh and skin, as long as Di Kui let go of his hand, his head would immediately lose support and hang down like a broken rag doll.

However, compared to the last blood, this time the means have been much "gentler".

In addition to the severe pain, Shang Ke actually has the leisure to ridicule himself.

Di Kui held Shang Ke up and didn't immediately throw him to the ground, but kept staring at him.

Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of Shang Ke's eyes, golden light faintly flashed in his black pupils, and his lips were as red as blood, which was in stark contrast to his pale face, and he looked extremely bewitching.

Di Kui was silent for a long time, and suddenly said in an extremely hoarse and ugly voice: "You...... Seems familiar? ”

Acceptable: ...... Hehe, as one that you killed two in a row. Three times of "passerby A", you finally think I am familiar! Also, why are you here, are you here to kill me?

In fact, Di Kui also planned to go to the main human base, but he didn't know the direction, so he chose to follow the other humans. Several times he went the wrong way, and then killed the humans who led him crookedly without saying a word. In the end, it was good to die, and I met Shang Ke here.

He followed the appetizing cries of the zombies, only to find that the "food" that excited the zombies so much still didn't whet his appetite.

Since becoming the Zombie King, he has never eaten properly and has been in a state of hunger for a long time, which makes him feel very bad.

At this time, Di Kui's gaze slowly moved to Shang Ke's weakened right hand, his little finger had been fractured in the battle just now, showing a strange twist, but it was slowly being repaired at the moment, but after a while, the finger was back to its original state.

Although Shang Ke is still open, he is actually "dead", so the power of the essence in his body began to repair his body on its own.

Di Kui seemed to be very interested in this phenomenon, and suddenly reached out and cut off Shang Ke's newly recovered little finger - with his sharp nails, he cut it off!

Shang Ke looked at him expressionlessly: "......" (The speed is too fast, there is no time to scream, and when I feel pain, I don't know what posture to scream.) ）

Di Kui held Shang Ke's severed finger in one hand and pinched his neck with the other, staring intently at the severed cut that was dripping blood.

Time passed little by little, and Di Kui did not have the slightest impatience, and stood motionless in place for two hours, quietly watching Shang Ke's severed finger grow back. At the same time, the other wounds on his body were almost healed, except for the neck that was choked by Di Kui.

Shang Ke's only feeling now is: Aren't you tired at all after lifting me for more than two hours?!