This is a woman who has entered the ranks of old age, and her coat, which is like a robe, with a large placket, has rotted to the point that only a few edges remain, but it outlines the original outline of the coat like the expressive lines of a stick figure.

The hair on the top of the woman's head had completely fallen out, revealing her rotten, shriveled scalp that lay across Lowe's vision.

Due to the angle, Luo could not see the woman's face, only the woman's half-frame, which was still on top of the dark nose bone, and the saliva that kept dripping from her mouth to the ground.

It's a walking corpse.

These creatures cursed by the wilderness are not a threat unless there is a larger gathering than a mob wave.

Of course, the premise is that you can ensure that you don't get up close and personal with it.

Lona's body, clinging to the top of the wall, slowly flowed down the wall into the room like a liquid, and finally stood behind the woman. The walking corpse in front of him was still standing there unnoticed, all that was left was the hole-in-the-eye eyes staring at the door.

Sharp thorns slashed across the woman's thin neck, and before the woman could react, Lowe had cut off her head.

Instead of the titanium dagger in the dark night, Luo prefers this military thorn that does not reflect in the dark night.

Unless the head of the walking corpse is cut off, this disgusting creature will instinctively fight enemies until its own head is cut off or the opponent dies of exhaustion.

Except for a few walking corpses hiding in the room, the first floor did not make Luo feel troubled. And for these people who obviously didn't have time to run out and survive after the outbreak of nuclear war, Luo only cut off their heads, and did not inflict any physical insults on them.

Luo is still in awe of the old times, just as he is in awe of the endless wilderness of the new era.

It was a great luck for any creature to survive, unless in order to survive, Lo didn't want to deprive them of their hard-earned luck.

This may be the most basic human nature hidden in Luo's heart.

Finding nothing of value on the first floor, Luo looked at the staircase leading to the second floor, hesitated slightly, and walked up slowly.

He prefers to walk rather than climb, before he feels threatened.

The rooms on the second floor are no less than the first floor, but they seem a little empty. Because the walls of all the rooms on this floor are made of transparent tempered glass.

The glass was already covered with dust, and there were large dark black blood stains, which filled the entire floor with an eerie atmosphere.

The messy sealed cabinet in the room, as well as the empty isolation box that was thrown on the ground at random, fully proved that Luo, a latecomer, could not have fished any oil and water on this floor.

At the top of the staircase leading to the third floor, Lowe's body slowly crouched on the ground again.

He sensed a threat from the third layer.

Lowe didn't have direct access to the third floor, which was causing him to palpitate, because the staircase on the third floor was covered in a thick layer of spider silk.

The black silk was entangled in a disorderly manner, like a large silkworm cocoon, blocking the entire passage.

There's a mutated creature that spins silk.

As for the level of the mutant spider, judging from the radiation that was several times stronger than that of the wilderness, the level of this mutated creature was by no means lower than that of the amoeba mutant worm.

Decades have passed since several major families cleaned this place, and even the worm in the wilderness has evolved to the sixth order in a short period of time, not to mention the existence of a nuclear power plant that is several times stronger than the radiation in the wilderness.

Radiation is the only way to evolve in the wilderness. Of course, the children of those big families have all kinds of genetic drugs, and they can obtain various abilities without being exposed to radiation, and they are much safer than radiation mutations.

Lo didn't turn away, he thought of Yi, and even of Panis and Fili.

Without drinking water, both themselves and them will be ruthlessly eliminated.

What's more, the palpitations that came from the depths of his heart did not reach the point of frightening him.

Luo has long been accustomed to fighting for his life in exchange for the right to live, and this time is no exception.

This should be a high-level mutant creature with not strong combat power, and Luo defined the unknown existence of the third layer.

The flexible cocoon finally failed to resist the sharp thorn cut, and streams of cloudy liquid as thick as amniotic fluid erupted with the appearance of the incision, splashing all over Luo, who was standing at the entrance.

It's not that Luo can't dodge, but this slime that is permeated with a languishing and rotten smell should increase the odds of victory a little after covering up the smell on his body.

Advantages tend to accumulate little by little.

Luo's body twisted, and the skeleton of his body deformed rapidly, and he slowly drilled into the crack that was less than half a foot.

He didn't know if there were nerves on top of this cocoon, and if he could sneak in without alarming the other party, his chances would be greater.

The cocoon is not too dark, but has a faint green glow. The entire third floor has been shrouded in thick silkworm cocoons, and even the walls are covered with slippery, wrinkled pale pink flesh walls.

The flesh wall squirmed slowly, and dark cyan veins as thick as arms were faintly revealed under the membrane of the flesh wall, and the veins beat from time to time, pressing the liquid in the veins into the depths of the flesh wall.

At Lowe's feet lay several corpses wrapped in spider silk, like mummies of a country in the old days. Judging from the mutilated limbs, it should be a walking corpse that was accidentally touched.

Luo stretched out his finger and lightly touched the wriggling flesh wall, which was slippery and warm at the touch. As Law touched the flesh wall, the folds of the flesh where it touched his fingertips shook slightly.

The rhythm of the vibration spread like water waves in all directions, and instantly spread throughout the entire flesh wall.

A creature the size of a human head appeared on the other side, with eight long, sharp insect legs, thick black fur all over its body, and behind a pair of red insect eyes, a flat, shriveled belly.

It's a mutant spider!

The spider crawled so fast that it didn't seem to be hindered by the slime all over the ground. Luo stared at the mutant spider that was obviously coming at him, and the military thorn in his hand slowly raised an angle.

The spider had risen into the air dozens of meters away from Luo, and let out a cry like a baby's cry, and a thin black shadow shot out from the wide open spider's mouth, shooting towards Luo, who was still standing there quietly.

The flexible and sticky spider silk was grasped by Luo Yi's hand. He looked down at the spider silk in his hand, feeling the burning and numbness coming from the spider silk, and the military thorn in his other hand stretched out diagonally forward.

Flexibility is average.,It has a neurotoxin that can make people quickly ossify their limbs.,The body also has a strong jumping ability.。

By the time Luo made his initial assessment of the spider silk in his hand, the flying spider had been pierced by the sharp thorns.

The spider's silk has a tremendous impact, and if it pushes it back to the wall of flesh and sticks to it, he will have the same fate as the dried corpse under his feet.

This mutant spider has the ability to spin silk and release toxins, and with that jumping ability, it is equivalent to the strength of three pairs of mid-level abilities that have unlocked the genetic sequence.

Luo, who had already evolved toxin immunity, should be able to deal with this spider with ease, and in fact he did. But where does that palpitation in my heart come from?