If you want to talk about the last world, what is the strongest ability?

Is it 800 miles away that you can shoot off the zombie's head marksmanship?

Is it a body that always has great power after mutation?

Or years of survival experience?

Neither, it's luck.

Only creatures of good fortune can live.

No matter how strong you are, no matter how powerful you are, once you lose your luck, you will be killed on the spot.

Why do I know this?

Because Lin Mu, who looked awesome and had a lot of experience, died.

It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with the traps I have laid out.

He had just been distracted by the noise of the clamour, and before I could emerge from the water and sneak attack, he was dead.

He was shot dead by the man who fell to the ground.

I was actually confused.

"Come on the road with me, Lin Mu, hahahaha!"

Then the human on the ground also choked.

What is going on, his own people shot and killed their own people when they were dying.

These two people have just died, and the corpses are still hot, so I naturally can't waste them.

Of course, it's to come while it's hot, phew, collect gene points while it's hot, and by the way, infect Lin Mu into a zombie.

"Lin Mu, the mausoleum, it's too ugly, let's call you Sanmu."

As for the one on the ground, forget it, it's already wasted, and infecting zombies into zombies is a waste of spores.

I gave it to Miki with rice.

"Captain, the target signal has appeared in the bridge hole again."

Miki spoke suddenly.

How is it possible, he is not a smart zombie.

I walked over with confusion and saw that he had a walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

This thing is a luxury, ten years after the end of the world, electricity is a very precious thing, including batteries.

As soon as I pulled off the walkie-talkie, I immediately had a way to do it.

Pressing the intercom button, I imitated Miki's tone before his death, "The target has been captured by me, let's meet here in the bridge cave." ”

"Roger."

That's what I wanted to do when I first learned how to speak.

It's fun, hehe, it's fun.

If you're unlucky, since you've already found my door, don't even think about running.

"Let's go, Miki, it's time to give your other teammates a ride."

I licked my lips and smiled pleasantly.

Just frontal?

What doesn't exist, it's impossible to be positive, and it's impossible to be positive in this life.

Only by falling into a trap can you barely survive with super high luck.

Oops, I remember something.

That stupid dog shouldn't swim far!

Fortunately, the dog's legs were short, and he had been splashing in the water for a long time, but he didn't swim out much.

"Thank you for your hard work, add dinner in the evening."

I scooped the dog out of the river, took the tracker from its neck and took a closer look.

Otherwise, good luck is the most important ability in the last days.

This tracker, disguised as a button, can only send signals to the surroundings every once in a while due to its size limitations.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid Yu Peier would have been arrested a long time ago.

Stuffed the tracker into Miki's pocket, and by the way, the velcro on the pocket was attached to him.

Then I pointed to the river.

"I said Miki, you lie in the river and drift eastward, how far you can float depends on your fate, I won't send it."

He looked at me, then at the river, and then shook his head.

Hey, I'll go, you ordinary zombies still dare to rebel.

I kicked it into the river.

Oh, it turns out that I didn't use the skill of 'corpse sound into the brain' just now, so hurry up and make up for it.

"You sing "Let's Swing the Sculls" for me while drifting eastward, and Ming'er will be allowed to get up."

As an ordinary zombie, he had to sing honestly in zombie language.

"Let's swing the oars, and the boat pushes the waves and meets the ......"

To be honest, the voice is not bad, but only zombies can appreciate it.

Well, the bait got it.

Next, I arranged the reeds in the reeds, took Miki's M4, and climbed onto the roof of my house.

In fact, it is a bridge full of abandoned cars.

Hide here quietly, as long as those guys want to pass by the bridge hole, they will definitely be punished by me!

Hiding by the bridge and secretly looking down, sure enough, there was a figure holding a gun from the west bank of the river, cautiously walking towards my house.

Alone?

I just felt my heart Gordon for a moment, something was wrong.

It seems that my deception has been recognized.

Hurriedly looked back, and another person was half-crouching and emerged from the wreckage of the car on the bridge.

"Da Da Da!"

Gunshots rang out on the bridge.

When I reacted, I could only watch as the bullet pierced my eyebrows.

His mind was cold, and he lay straight on the ground.

The script went wrong, originally they were supposed to be under the bridge, waiting for my heaven to deliver justice, and then obediently turned into my gene points.

And now, I'm dead?

Didn't give me the slightest leeway?

It turns out that the lucky ones have always been just Yu Peier?

"Tsk. Don't I want to lose face in my "Zombie Survival Handbook"? ”

I vaguely heard the sound of the manual.

"The manual detects lethal damage and activates defense mode on its own. The main consciousness is retained, and 1000 points are consumed; Corpse repair is activated, costing 80 points; Ranged Resistance Enhancement, which costs 1000 points; Deadly weakness reinforcement, consumes 1000 points; Danger Prediction Enhanced, consumes 1000 points; Corpse strength is enhanced, costing 1000 ......"

Slowly, my consciousness actually regained again, and it seems that my luck is also good.

It's just that.

"Stop, stop, Sister Manual, Grandma Manual, if I continue to strengthen it, I will have a genetic collapse in minutes!"

"A total of 5080 gene points are consumed in defense mode. The current number of points remaining - 150 points. Please prey as soon as possible. Estimated time for gene collapse: 40 minutes! ”

Alas, it's in arrears again, but fortunately it's not much.

I feel like my Scrooge personality has changed, and I didn't learn any useful skills while keeping so many gene points in the air.

If it weren't for the manual activating some defense mode, I'd have explained it here.

The human who fired the shot was obviously very confident in his marksmanship, and did not come back to check, but simply turned and walked under the bridge.

He also has the capital of self-confidence.

But unfortunately, his luck is not as bad as mine.