After resting for a while, Peng Zishao took care of other wounds, between his waist and abdomen, as well as on his thighs, and back, all of which were injured, most of which were scratched by infected people.

At this time, some of the more serious wounds are still bleeding, such as on the thighs and the right side of the waist.

Peng Zishao first disinfected with alcohol, then wrapped gauze to stop bleeding, and as for other less serious wounds, those that could be touched were disinfected with alcohol, and then plastered.

That's right, it's a plaster, because the band-aid is too small and the injured area is large.

Fortunately, although there are many wounds, they are all skin wounds, and there is not much bleeding, otherwise it will be troublesome.

As for whether he will be infected, Peng Zishao is actually not worried, he has observed when he disinfected the wound just now, and the skin around the wound has not turned gray.

And except for the fact that his body was a little weak and the wound was very painful, Peng Zishao did not feel any other discomfort.

This reminded Peng Zishao of the capsules he had eaten before, and he also had a bold conjecture, that is, because of those two capsules, he had the physique to be immune to the virus.

As for whether his conjecture is true or false, or whether he will be infected, it doesn't really matter at this time, after all, it is difficult to say whether he can leave alive.

Take out two preserved eggs from the backpack, peel off the shells without hurrying, and then chew and swallow them slowly.

After eating the two preserved eggs, Peng Zishao took out the water bottle and drank two sips, threw away the empty bottle, and then took out a shovel from his backpack.

This shovel was specially prepared by Peng Zishao, and the blade was sharpened by him, and it can be used as a big knife.

Dripping stones, now surrounded by so many infected people, if you want to escape, you have to get rid of them all, Peng Zishao has no shortage of food and drink, it's a big deal to kill them one by one.

Peng Zishao held the shovel, put it down little by little, measured the distance, retracted the shovel, raised it high, sideways the shovel, and slashed it hard.

Because there were so many infected people, there was no need to aim at all, and this shovel broke an arm and hit a head.

Despite this, there was no hacking of the infected, not a single one, Peng Zishao was not surprised, if the infected were so easy to kill, how could the world become the end of the world.

Retracted the shovel, raised it high again, and then aimed at the position where the shovel had just fallen, and chopped it hard, just like that, Peng Zishao was tired, raised the shovel again and again, and split it again and again.

The hard work paid off, and after the shovel was durable and scrapped, it finally killed two infected people.

Without a shovel, Peng Zishao turned on the survival aid to make it, but this time, he did not make a shovel, but a pickaxe.

The shovel with the blade not opened, this situation is not very powerful now, on the contrary, the pickaxe should be easier to use at this time.

Sure enough, a pickaxe is indeed better than a shovel, and as long as it can hit the head of the infected, it will basically kill an infected, which is much more efficient than a shovel.

The efficiency is high, and Peng Zishao's motivation is also stronger, and after the pickaxe endurance fell, seven infected people also died under the pickaxe.

After using two pickaxes in a row, killing a total of thirteen infected people, Peng Zishao stopped because he was tired.

After resting for a while, drinking some water and eating something, Peng Zishao opened the survival aid from the new and prepared to make another pickaxe.

But as soon as the interface opened, he found something different, on the home page, there was an extra module, "Title Module".

Peng Zishao was a little excited and opened the title module.

The screen is divided into two sections, the left and right titles, the titles that are being used and the titles that have been earned on the right.

Naturally, there is nothing on the left, and there is only one title on the right.

"Hundred slashes!"

"Obtained on: 14:29 on 5/30/1 of Mutation!"

"Attributes: Constitution +0.5, Strength +0.5!"

Raised his hand and looked at the time, it was almost three o'clock, Peng Zishao was a little worried, it had been nearly two hours since he came to find the car.

said that it was an hour at the latest, and now that so much time has passed, I don't know what happened to Concubine Wang Yu.

Thinking of this, Peng Zishao had the strength again, he directly used the title of [Hundred Slashes], and suddenly, he felt a tingle in his body.

So, Peng Zishao opened the character module and looked at it.

Satiety: 81%.

Moisturizing: 87%.

Energy: 73%.

Constitution: 5 (+0.5)

Spiritual: 4.1

Strength: 5.3 (+0.5)

Dexterity: 4.8

Endurance: 4.9

Lucky: 3

Combined status: 186.9/251.

Peng Zishao couldn't help but be stunned, during this time, except for the beginning, he almost didn't look at his attributes.

He couldn't remember his physical stats well at first, but it was definitely not what it is now.

Obviously, his physical fitness has improved, which he has long felt, he used to climb a staircase and gasp, but now he can climb ten floors in one breath without breathing.

Peng Zishao also knew very well that this was not because of mutation or awakening, but because of his exercise during this time.

Opening the process module and making a pickaxe again, Peng Zishao continued to smash the infected.

I have to say that the increase in physique and strength brought by the title has indeed made his strength a little bigger, but it is not so obvious.

Because the body is hung on the support pillar and the feet do not touch the ground, it is still very difficult to hit the infected person with a pickaxe.

But gradually, Peng Zishao also mastered some methods, that is, it would be more effective to target the back of the head of the infected person.

This position is a little above the back of the neck, slightly lower your head, and you can feel an obvious small pit by touching it with your hands, just in this position, as long as the pickaxe can be smashed, there is a seventy percent probability that the infected person can die directly.

It's just that this way, the pickaxe can easily get stuck, or be taken away by the intested.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was four o'clock, during which Peng Zishao did not know how many infected people he had killed, but he dared to guarantee that there would be no less than twenty.

Rubbing his sore wrist, Peng Zishao opened the backpack and saw the two extra drawings in the backpack, so he clicked on it and looked at it.

"Filter tank drawings!"

"Wooden bed drawings!"

Both drawings are very practical, especially the filter tank drawings, which Peng Zishao used directly.

After resting for a while, Peng Zishao raised his pickaxe again, aimed at the back of the head of an infected person, and quickly smashed it down.

With a "poof" sound, the pickaxe was embedded in the head of the infected, Peng Zishao used force in his hand, trying to pull out the pickaxe, but he dragged it several times, but he couldn't pull it, so he had no choice but to let go.

Fortunately, there are still a lot of materials for making pickaxes, and Peng Zishao is not worried about not using pickaxes.

The survival aid is not turned off, and now in the backpack module, just when Peng Zishao was about to open the process module, he found that there was a new drawing in the backpack.

"Simple spear blueprints!"

Peng Zishao was happy in his heart, this is exactly what he needs most now.

Whether it is a shovel or a pickaxe, it is a tool, not a weapon, and although it can be used as a weapon, it is not powerful.

Directly using the simple spear drawings, Peng Zishao hurriedly opened the process and looked at it, the production required two wood and two iron ingots, which was not much.

Made directly, two minutes later, there was an extra spear in the backpack, Peng Zishao took out the spear and directly used the identification skill.

"Simple spear, normal quality, trait primary armor piercing, durability 15/15, repairable."

Peng Zishao was immediately shocked, a spear with attributes! And it's still repairable!

In addition to Zang Feng, this is Peng Zishao's second weapon with characteristics, Zang Feng's primary sharpness is already very powerful, and today's primary armor piercing must be extraordinary.

The spear is about 1.8 meters long, and the wooden pole is very rounded, unlike the wooden pole of the shovel and pickaxe, the wooden pole of the spear is more rounded and harder.

The spearhead is prismatic, pointed, and sharp.

Peng Zishao, who couldn't wait to try his spear, aimed at the head of an infected person and stabbed it hard.

With a "bang", the tip of the spear pierced into the head of the infected, unexpectedly easily.

Easily withdrawing the spear, Peng Zishao's excited hands began to tremble.

So, stabbing out again and again, the infected fell down one by one, and soon a layer of corpses was tired under the support column.

The infected person in the back stepped on the corpse of the infected person in front, and he was getting closer and closer to Peng Zishao, but fortunately, the spear was in his hand, and it was a condescending position, so it was easy to kill the infected.

As time passed, there were still many infected people coming to the factory from outside, but not many.

When the last infected person was solved, Peng Zishao breathed a deep sigh of relief, he looked at the time, it was already 5:50.

Looking at the backpack, there was only a [Clay Kiln] blueprint and some basic materials, which made Peng Zishao feel that his luck had been used up by him when he made that simple spear.

Putting away the spear and untying the rope, Peng Zishao slid down the support pillar, staggering and dragging his already numb body, quickly breaking away from the pile of corpses of the infected.

Taking out the spear again, Peng Zishao roughly checked it, and after seeing that there were no fish that slipped through the net, he rummaged through the pile of corpses, and soon found the hidden blade that had fallen before.

Ignoring the piles of corpses on the ground, Peng Zishao put away his spear, held Zang Feng and ran quickly outside the factory.

Out of the factory, Peng Zishao saw that the sky was a little gloomy, slightly windy, and there was no sign of fog, so he was a lot more relieved.

Because the surrounding infected people have been brought in and killed, the factory is now quite safe.

Peng Zishao trotted directly to the gate of the factory, turned it out directly, and then took out the battery car from his backpack, checked it, and saw that there was no problem, so he twisted the key and turned on the electric car.

The familiar voice sounded again:

"Welcome to our electric car!"

Before, it was because of this sound that he was trapped and almost eaten by a group of infected people, but now, there are no infected people around, so Peng Zishao is not worried that this sound will attract infected people, and even if it attracts infected people, he will leave a long time ago.

In this way, Peng Zishao rode an electric car and quickly galloped towards the entrance of the highway.