Shaking off the brains stuck to the crowbar, Ding Hao began to examine the corpses on the ground.

After groping around with the power armor for a while, Ding Hao felt that the designer of this set of power armor was simply sick, and when the user died, the power armor was automatically closed and locked, could it be that this thing also had the function of a coffin?

Because he couldn't open the armor at all, and it was disgusting to mash the corpse and then take it out, plus the two sticks just now broke a lot of electronic components, Ding Hao planned to give up this entire power armor and recycle parts instead.

The first is the laser machine gun, this thing is a good thing, although it is difficult to use alone, but you can make a tripod, and there is a nuclear fusion core inserted in it, which is a small nuclear bomb in Ding Hao's hand.

Then there is the helmet of the power armor, the helmet is the main detection module of the power armor, which contains a variety of vision modules, as well as an automatic search system, and it was not violently disassembled, so the contents inside were not damaged. Although you can't wear this large helmet directly on your head, you can transform it into tactical goggles when you go back.

And then there's the power armor, although the power armor has been locked, it doesn't mean that Ding Hao can't dismantle it, it's just that this kind of violent work will trouble our cute dark slime - bean paste bag.

Ding Hao stretched out his hand, and countless pitch-black liquids surged on the surface of his clothes, and then gathered on the palm of his hand to form a bean paste bag with a salted fish-like face.

This little thing helped Ding Hao block a lot of attacks, so it looked a little sluggish.

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"Hey, little one, are you hungry?" Ding Hao held the bean paste bag and looked at the power armor on the ground, "Look at that thing, do you want to eat it?" ”

The power armor, whether it is the shell or the skeleton, is made of high-grade metal materials, and how attractive it is to the bean paste bag, the bean paste bag suddenly widened his eyes, and then writhed vigorously in Ding Hao's hand to pounce over

"Wait a minute!" Ding Hao hugged the bean paste bag to prevent it from breaking free, "You can eat it if you want, but you have to be obedient, okay?" ”

"Wow, wow, wow!" The bean paste bun squealed a few times and nodded at the same time.

Since he is willing to cooperate, Ding Hao made the bean paste bag soft and turned it into a plasticine-like material, then kneaded it into a long strip, and then wrapped the bean paste bag around the connection between the power armor's energy backpack and the back armor. Then the bean paste bun slowly sank into it like a red-hot nickel ball on top of the soap.

After more than ten seconds, with a few crisp sounds, the power armor's energy backpack broke along the part where the bean paste bag was attached.

Let the bean paste bag swallow the metal wreckage on the ground at will, Ding Hao picked up the control backpack of the power armor, no matter which power armor, the shell of the control backpack is always the toughest and the most bulletproof. Because the battery of the power armor, the control computer and other important equipment are all contained in the control backpack, once the control backpack is destroyed, the entire power armor will be paralyzed.

It wasn't until the bean paste bag was well fed and the defense count was restored to 150/150 that Ding Hao left here with it, leaving only a gnawed wreckage of power armor, and the corpse of a purifier commander who had been headshot with a crowbar.

Having killed three helicopters, 20 soldiers, and a commander in just half a day, Ding Hao could already imagine how angry the Purifier army in Portland City was.

Because he was wearing the head of the rat king, Ding Hao could not return to the herring fish bar through the secret passage, but walked directly to the main entrance, because after Ding Hao handed over his head to the Molecular Equation Biology Company, they would definitely have to check Ding Hao's details, and if they did not find the record of Ding Hao returning to Portland with the head of the rat, then they would definitely be suspicious.

When queuing up at the entry checkpoint, Ding Hao felt that the whole city had a smell of wind and rain, the sentry post was full of soldiers, even power armor, and the armored car was no longer parked in the garage, but directly parked on the side of the road to standby, and the entire purifier army has now become a fierce beast that chooses people to eat.

"You're you again?" The soldiers who were checking the people entering the city were still the two in the morning, and they couldn't help frowning when they saw Ding Hao reappear at the level: "Didn't you go to join the Molecular Equation Biology Company?" What are you doing out of town? ”

"I've heard that Molecular Equation Biologics is looking for the escaped rat king." Ding Hao took off his backpack, revealing the head of a mouse wrapped in plastic sheeting, "Then I went out to help them find it." ”

"It tastes like Xiang." Looking at the bloody rat head, the two soldiers hurriedly covered their noses, "Put it away, you can go in." ”

After entering the city, Ding Hao did not go to the Molecular Equation Biology Company to hand over the rat king's head, but came to the Qingyu Bar, and the matter of how to enter the Molecular Equation Biology Company had to be carefully discussed.

"Thank goodness you're back." Seeing Ding Hao's safe return, Mara and Xana both breathed a sigh of relief, "We're still dead outside." ”

"It's just a small scene." Ding Hao said lightly, and then handed the backpack to Xia Na, who came to greet him. "Do you have dry ice here?"

"What are you going to do with dry ice?" Xana curiously opened her backpack, and was startled by the bloody rat head.

"Freeze it so it doesn't rot, of course." Looking at Xia Na's stunned appearance, Ding Hao shrugged helplessly. It's not that it scares her, it's that this woman's hands are too fast.

After dealing with the head of the Rat King, everyone began to discuss how to safely mix into the Molecular Equation Biological Company, and finally came to the conclusion that it was because the other party had caught Ding Hao's father, that is, Ding Huahai, so it was very likely that Ding Hao would be recognized in appearance, after all, the two looked almost the same.

So I have to give Ding Hao's appearance a little change, and this happens to be Mara's forte. Mara's ability is to change her appearance, and she can permanently change her own appearance without surgery, or temporarily change the appearance of others.

"How long will it take you to get the information you want?" Mara's hands pinched Ding Hao's face, and Ding Hao's facial layout began to undergo some small changes as Mara's kneading began.

"About a week." Ding Hao thought for a moment, and then hummed quietly, "I'm afraid that I can't help but demolish their building after too long." ”

"Poof...... Brag! Mara chuckled and kneaded Ding Hao's face for another 5 minutes before patting her cheek to show completion: "I thickened your lips a little, raised the bridge of your nose, narrowed your eye sockets, and thickened your eyebrows. Not much has changed, but if you are not an acquaintance, it is impossible to recognize you at all. ”

Ding Hao took a mirror and looked at it, and found that there was really an unfamiliar face in the mirror, although it was a little similar to the original appearance, but if you looked closely, it was plausible. Coupled with the fact that Caucasians have a natural face blindness to yellow people, it is enough for them to distinguish clearly.

"Very well, how long will this last?" Ding Hao asked.

"8 days, it will subside naturally after 8 days, I can always help you extend or shorten the time if you need it." Mara said.

"No, 8 days is enough." Ding Hao nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, this is what I should do, after all, you saved us." Mara smiled and said, "You'll have to take a new photo, you'll need a new identity for these 8 days." ”

Under Ding Hao's repeated requests, in the end, the so-called change of identity was only to change the photo in the mercenary record, and the name was not changed, after all, how can these Caucasian people know the naming method of yellow people.