As the night grew darker, after each of them had been washed, everyone looked for a room where there were no bodies to rest. The bedside table that was opened casually was filled with all kinds of sets, and it looked like a crazy three with black lines.

The double ponytail hanging on his chest was scattered, and the long black hair like a waterfall poured down on his back, turned around, closed the curtains, and the moment he was exposed to the moonlight, the original eccentric, little devil-like madman, there was a little more weakness, I felt pity.

Lying on the bed, the injured right hand was raised high, and even in the dark, the fair and seductive skin could be faintly seen. If it weren't for the fact that he could sense the slightest sense of his body, Kurumi would have thought that the bones of his hand had been shattered.

Even though the recovery ability is extremely fast compared to ordinary people, the damage caused by the second injury is not so easy, especially when the physical fitness does not exceed the limit of ordinary humans.

When I was a child, I often heard the grandmother in the orphanage say, "It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones." ”

Although it is an exaggeration, it also proves how slow the recovery is after a bone injury, and unlike a skin injury, platelets can quickly scab over.

For Kurumi, this pain is nothing, but as soon as he exerts his strength, the paralyzing feeling goes straight to his heart.

Even with the current recovery ability, Kurumi has to rest for about ten days, which is a value calculated by herself... As for the increase in attributes, it can only stimulate your spirit compulsorily at most, and the sequelae have already been experienced when you crossed the river today.

That sleepy, listless and tired look reminds Kurumi of high school life on Earth.

If nothing else, as the initial world, it should be left tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, after all, in such a world, the current reincarnation point is extremely unreasonable, and if it goes on, the mad three will think that he will stay in this plane forever.

Tomorrow I have to face monsters that are more powerful than mutated manta rays, but my right hand will definitely not support that kind of high-intensity battle. As for healing, the primary potion (release version) provided by the main god here will cost a full 20 reincarnation points!

It's just a money grab, it's not as cheap as the trading market of the main god space at all, and it can only recover, the "certain amount of injury" of creatures below the alpha level! ”

I rubbed my temples with my left hand, not thinking about these messy things, my mind relaxed slightly, and the feeling of fatigue came to my heart like a tide, and my eyes of different colors slowly closed, and I fell into a deep sleep.

...

It was just dark, and Kurumi woke up from his sleep, and after a few hours of hard work, he could replenish his spirit to the best, as if his right arm was not so painful.

I took out a lot of high-calorie food from the space backpack, and I didn't plan to wake up other people's thoughts.

Eating by himself, flipping through the main god forum, the latest news, it was already three days ago, those reincarnators died, disappeared in the long river of time.

But the data of all kinds of posts has been saved... This is perhaps the only evidence that proves their existence.

The sun was slowly rising on the horizon, and the softer light of the early morning was shining on the earth, and Kurumi opened the curtains and looked in the direction of the Takajo Mansion with a telescope for the first time.

It's a little helpless, it's a little too far away, but didn't Yuriko Takashiro say that the manor was on fire? How come there is not even a trace of it?

...

Gathered in a room, the snacks on the coffee table made Komuro Takashi and the others look at it straightly, and the little food brought by Poison Island Tsuneko was eaten up yesterday, and he couldn't even fill his stomach.

"What are you looking for? Hurry up and eat. ”

Kurumi's unique voice sounded in his ears, and Komuro smiled dryly, "Sister Tokizaki, where did you find all this?" ”

"In the room where I slept, there was a backpack full of snacks, no, what you have in front of you."

They didn't care about the words that didn't take care of them at all, and just tore open the package and ate it. The high-intensity battle consumes an astonishing amount of energy, haven't you seen that the people of Hirano Toda slept all night, and their eyes were still black?

Kurumi estimated that they were too hungry to sleep, "Gao Cheng, should we go to your house later?" ”

"Good..."

Before Saya Takajo agreed, Yuriko Takashiro on the side hurriedly said, "Let's go directly to the airport, over there in the manor, the sea of corpses may not have dispersed, if we go over, we will completely kill ourselves!" ”

"But we're going to have to go through there to get to the airport." Shizuka Kawa, a natural stay, replenishes the gun in time.

Yuriko Takashiro fell silent, anxious for a while, she didn't expect such an important matter. Who made her family so rich and built the manor so big, and several roads to the airport passed not far from her house.

After arguing about where to go, after finalizing a lot of plans, I felt that the most reliable was the airport. Because there is a small island not far from the sea over there, and the range is not large, as long as you can hunt all the dead bodies on the island, then there is an absolutely safe place... This is heaven in the last days!

Perhaps, the island has already become a refuge, didn't Shizuka Jukawa say that her friend was on a mission at the main airport? If you think you came there, you must be protected by the army!

The plan was customized and discussed, but Kurumi didn't get involved, she didn't know how many of these people who were still arguing would be able to see the sun tomorrow...

There is definitely something scary in the high city house!

"Is it Koichi Wisteria?"

...

Along the way, I stopped and stopped, cleaned up a lot of dead bodies, but I didn't see a large group of dead bodies, and after crossing another street, not far away, I saw the car used by Yuriko Takashiro yesterday.

It's a pity that they can't move at all, but quite fortunately, they found a more dilapidated bus, everything is normal, and now it is the turn of Shizuka Jukawa, the old driver, to perform.

...

Gao Cheng Zhai, the white coat touched his swollen cheeks, and looked at Wisteria Koichi who fell to the ground like a dead dog, "You little arm cub, you don't listen well to labor and management, they all say that I am crazy and even beat myself, this will be believed!" ”

After speaking, he walked between the legs of the huge humanoid, looked at the huge root, touched it with his hand, and frowned, "This thing is not easy to cut off." ”

Wisteria Hao's eyes were full of horror, what kind of monster did he provoke! Thinking of the torture of a night, he suddenly felt that Kurumi Tokizaki was so cute.

But now is not the time to think about that! This psychotic is going to cut off his black stick! The proud resilience was completely wiped out, and he could only lie on the ground languidly, recognizing people and slaughtering them.

"Poof! - Ah!! ”

I don't know when there was an extra kitchen knife in the white coat's hand, but I saw that the knife flashed, and the huge black stick fell, and Wisteria Koichi didn't hurt... Instead, he cried out in horror, and the devil knows how he was unconscious!

The contrast between the white coat and the jet-black stick was striking, and the man put it on the shoulder, patted it with his other hand, and seemed satisfied, "Okay, I'll spare you this time." ”

Before Wisteria could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the white coat turn back again!

"My brother really doesn't think about my surgery? When I succeed, I will definitely connect a few more for you, so that you can be more heroic! ”

Wisteria Hao's face was crying, he was already ugly and abnormal, but now it became even more terrifying, "Brother, you are my own brother, count me as begging you, bypass me, I didn't have long eyes to provoke you, you just let me go this time!" ”

The miserable voice was tear-jerking, and the white coat twitched his sour nose and patted Wisteria's head, "That's okay, brother, take care." ”

...

Finally unable to see the shadow of the man, Wisteria wanted to cry without tears, raised the last bit of strength, and grabbed the dead body not far away! It smells disgusting, but it doesn't matter so much!

Open your bloody mouth and bite off the head of the unlucky dead body in one bite!