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"Come on, Fuji'er! Haha, remember our goal - to save the world! ”

The fat man strolled leisurely, following behind the poisonous vine. The round shield can also block the occasional flying bristles, but the firewood knife is useless.

The vine travels under the hard frozen soil without any obstacles, and is as fluid as a fish swimming in water.

But when the rat comes into contact, it immediately turns green all over its body. When he was just poisoned, he was able to shoot hard hairs, and he quickly withered to the ground, and he didn't need the fat man to take action himself.

At the beginning, the fat man is still thinking about the direction of progress, and although the four directions are of the same sex, the straight line can always be the most exploratory. After an hour or two, the fat man gave up the effort.

Occasionally, you can see one or two large trees, but they are only dry branches, and I don't know how many years they have been dead. Then there is the boundless Gobi permafrost. The permafrost is sparsely covered with the same kind of thatch, and no other plants are found.

There is no sun, no stars, only a fog in the sky, who knows which side is the north......

"Bang!"

With a sharp earthquake, Fuji'er seems to be in some pain?

The poisonous vine is the summoned creature of the fat man, and although he cannot convey feelings, let alone information, the fat man can feel that the vine is under attack, especially in pain and even weakened.

The fat man took five or six steps, but saw a humanoid monster stomping his feet to the ground. The humanoid creature looked sluggish, had sound limbs, was slow to move, and smelled of stench - this is a zombie?

When the zombie stomped its foot, it stepped on the body of the vine buried in the ground. And the toxins of the vines, which seem to have no effect on zombies? Although the zombies have also turned green.

The fat man didn't care about any more, he accelerated and rushed over, slashing at the zombie's neck with a knife, and the rotten flesh turned over a few inches, and the dirty blood splattered!

Zombies though have expressionless faces. Probably also in pain, swinging his fist at the fat man! The fat man hurriedly raised his shield to block, and when he heard a loud "bang", the fat man's shoulders sank. My arm was sore, and I involuntarily took two steps back! The zombie also took a step back, and the fierce poison vine took the opportunity to jump away.

The fat man ravaged up again, and according to the scar just now, he stabbed again, and the carrion turned over again. There is also the astringency of breaking bones!

The zombie has great strength, but the reaction speed is slow, and when the punch is passed, the fat man has already jumped away with agility.

"Boom!"

On the fourth slash, the zombie's neck finally tilted to the side, and then it fell to the ground with a bang!

The fat man rubbed his sore arm, and although he didn't personally hit the zombie's fist, he also felt the strength of the zombie. When the wood knife is struck, it is like a dry and tough wooden pier.

Of course, this is still the feeling of chopping wood when the fat man has never been pregnant with a different species. Now the fat man chops wood. It's like splitting dough......

Fortunately, all the reactionaries are paper tigers!

The vine that swam back quickly probably felt the same way, and circled around the fat man quickly. Emerge and plunge headlong again. Change positions and rise again, and dive down again. It's like there are many vines around the fat man, plowing a piece of frozen soil into fertile soil in early spring......

Could it be a joyful dance? Or is it a totemic worship? In short, it means "master, you are very good...... Right?

Well, Fuji'er's language is poor.

Well, it's all smug inventions of fat people......

The fat man was splattered with blood, and the smell was incomparable. The rat's tainted blood is simply a delicious drink compared to zombies. Fortunately, after bathing hundreds of rats. The fat man's nerves were already thick, and there was no more discomfort.

On the continent of Candras, there are more than just rats!

The fat man didn't know what else lay ahead, but he could only grit his teeth and go down - save the world. It's not easy to think about! Well, if you can't do without my brother, the gods have the most discerning eyes......

Nima chooses the old grandson who sells fritters on the opposite street? He's big enough, too!

What's more, what kind of world did you save?!

What's even more excessive is that who is my brother trying to save the world?!

The dead old man wouldn't say anything, and my brother didn't have a choice. Who let my brother carry a different species? Who the hell planted my brother--uh, awkward......

Well, at least brother has time.

The fierce poison vine was clearly injured just now, but it recovered very quickly.

After sitting on the ground and resting for a while, the fat man finally collected his mood and followed the vine on the road again.

That's right, at the beginning, the fat man was directing the vine forward. Later, it doesn't matter, let the vine drill, isn't it the same on either side? Judging from the traces of the vine ploughing, at least there is no turning back, which is really commendable.

After hacking the zombie to death, the fat man never saw a trace of the giant rat again. Maybe there is still a concept of territory in this land? Or are all the rats here eaten by zombies? There is no answer to a single qiē, waiting for the fat man to explore.

But it's clear that zombies are much more difficult to deal with than rats......

Moreover, the toxin of the vine is ineffective against zombies? Isn't this a cheat!

Fortunately, the number of zombies is much smaller than that of rats, and they don't like to live in groups, otherwise the fat man would only have to run away.

I don't know how many kilometers later, the fat man finally hacked two zombies to death, and the right arm holding the knife was so numb that he didn't feel it, and he was exhausted.

The fat man had no choice but to look inwardly at the dantian and withdrew from the Candras continent. The poisonous ivy should know how to hide itself, so there is no need for the fat man to worry, and there is no need to eat.

Outside the three-five star window, it was the darkest hour before dawn.

The fat man was sweating profusely, his whole body was sore, and he couldn't turn over. It's a very strange feeling. Especially after being pregnant with a different species, the fat man always has endless strength, in addition to being hungry from time to time.

Uh, who mentioned hunger just now?

"Gollum ......"

There was a thunderous protest in his stomach, but the fat man didn't even want to move his fingers. While fighting the third zombie, the fat man received a heavy punch in the chest, and he was almost out of breath at the time, and now he still has a bit of heart-rending pain.

After a long time, the fat man struggled to get up, went downstairs into the kitchen, grabbed the cold steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. After swallowing the third steamed bun, I felt slightly better, but I was still tired. The fat man shook his head self-deprecatingly, "It's just a dream, don't you want to work so hard......"

At this time, the courtyard gate "quack" sounded softly. Listening to the footsteps, he knew that it was Ma Xiaolan, and tiptoed into the yard. But the fat man sat on the horse and refused to move.

Is it four o'clock in the morning? This little girl got up too early.

"Ahh Ma Xiaolan entered the house and turned on the light, screamed, and hurriedly covered her mouth again.

"I told you, don't get up so early!" The fat man maintained the dignity of his elders, "Well, I came to arrest you on purpose!" ”

"I, I...... Boil porridge. Ma Xiaolan snorted, looking very embarrassed, "Stay up for two hours, just ...... Everyone drinks when they get up. ”

Well, these days, there's a big pot of multigrain porridge steaming hot in the morning. There are corn ballast, rice, millet, glutinous rice, red beans, mung beans, soybeans, walnuts, lotus seeds, peanuts, longan...... It's very bad, it's sticky, it's delicious.

A big pot of porridge was drunk by the fat man, and the fat man praised Ma Xiaolan a few times......

It turns out that it takes two hours to stay? Looking at Ma Xiaolan's dry weight loss board, the fat man felt very guilty for a while, so he had to say expressionlessly, "I actually don't like to drink porridge, it's better to drink tofu brain, and soy milk is fine." ”

"Oh......" Ma Xiaolan's eyes darkened, and she quickly lowered her eyelids. His hands also hung down, and he subconsciously pinched the corners of his clothes.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )