Chapter 44: The Hunter

"Captain, I kind of understand, you don't know how to drive?" Luo Youcai was skeptical.

"Don't desert, the driving is not standardized, and the relatives are in tears!" At this time, Zhang Yan was holding a "Motor Vehicle Driving Encyclopedia" as thick as a brick and reading it quickly, he felt that it was still necessary to learn to drive, and it was a variety of cars, so he spent 2 taels of energy value to exchange for the encyclopedia.

Master the theoretical knowledge first, and then through diligent practice, the driving skills will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, Zhang Yan thought.

Xiaodongshan is more than 20 kilometers away from Wal-Mart, and the road conditions are complicated, stopping and stopping along the way, sometimes cleaning up zombies and pushing away vehicles blocking the road. What would normally be a twenty-minute drive is now an hour's drive.

Luo Youcai parked the car and said, "Captain, Xiao Dongshan has arrived." ”

Zhang Yan threw Luo Youcai five evolution crystals, got out of the car and said, "First upgrade to the first level of the human level, and then clean up the zombies nearby, don't follow me." ”

"When will you be back?"

"Before the sun sets!"

Xiaodong Mountain is located on the east side of J city slightly close to the middle, belongs to the affiliated mountain range of Dadong Mountain, stretches for several kilometers, but the highest point of altitude is only more than 300 meters, so it is named Xiaodong Mountain. There are no strange peaks and steep mountains, no winding paths and secluded ancient roads, no relics of human history, no flowery business districts, only stairs attached to the ridge and pavilions on the peaks. Therefore, there are only real ladder climbers and idle citizens who come to Xiaodongshan, and they are concentrated in the early morning and evening. Therefore, there should not be many zombies in Xiaodongshan now.

Zhang Yan stepped on the first step of the ladder, and the memories of his previous life were rippling. In his previous life, Zhang Yan avoided the hunting of xenomorph zombies, ran up Xiaodongshan in a panic, and was still chased by xenomorph zombies when he ran to the pavilion of the third peak, and he jumped off the mountain with no way out, and he didn't want to be eaten by zombies when he died. When Zhang Yan regained consciousness, he found that he had fallen into a trap. Fortunately, the trap had been abandoned, and there were no barbs hidden in it, only a strange little tree, and it had a red fruit. Hungry and thirsty, he picked the fruit and swallowed it, accidentally awakened his talent, and his fate began to change and move towards the road to rise.

Retracting his thoughts, Zhang Yan had already climbed more than ten steps, and he shouted loudly: "Hunter, come out!" The sound echoed along the mountain road, but there was no movement.

"Haven't you been born yet?" Zhang Yan did not stop and continued to climb upward. There was not a single living zombie on the road, but a corpse was found in the slope forest, deep in the dense forest.

Still, deathly silent, not even the wind rustling through the leaves.

Zhang Yan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the slashing knife slashed behind him with a backhand!

"Ding!"

The horse chopping knife slashed into the air, but there was a sound of gold and iron colliding, Zhang Yan slashed three times in a row, only to see a vague sound and shadow gradually revealed.

"It's finally out, I've been waiting for you for a long, long time!" After Zhang Yan awakened his talent in his previous life, he wanted to seek revenge from the hunter, but he never encountered it again, even if he met the hunter, it was not the one who had chased him.

The hunter's hands do not have five fingers, but merge together to form bone spikes, which are like steel and indestructible. What's even more terrifying is that the hunter's talent is stealth! Unnoticed, he approaches the back of a person and stabs it through the back with a bone spur, piercing through the heart.

The wail of man is the stimulant of the hunter, and the more painful the person, the more bloodthirsty it becomes. The hunter let out a sharp and piercing cry like glass rubbing, and it was cut into the mountain forest by Zhang Yan and disappeared.

Zhang Yan carried the horse chopping knife and climbed the stairs, paying close attention to the movements nearby. The hunter was forcibly beaten out of shape, and it would take a certain amount of time to continue to be invisible, but he didn't want to relax and give the hunter any chance.

Beyond the first peak, the stairs of the mountain road gradually rise, and the width is only enough to put down one foot. A stone rolled down the stairs above and stopped at Zhang Yan's feet, he squatted down suddenly, and several strands of hair were cut off. The saber was raised from the bottom up, but it didn't hit anything.

With one missed blow, the hunter apparently fled immediately.

"It's really cunning, a smart zombie like you should be a different species among xenos." The horse chopping knife disappeared in his hand and was put back into the system warehouse, and Zhang Yan accelerated his climbing.

The second peak passed, the pavilion of the third peak was close in front of him, Zhang Yan could hear a slight strange sound, sometimes behind him, sometimes in the woods on both sides, the hunters were also staring at Zhang Yan, and they didn't intend to let it go.

Zhang Yan stepped into the pavilion and said softly: "This is it, this place that changed my fate in my previous life. It's not that I can't kill you, but I want to send you back to the West here! ”

Zhang Yan took out a pair of heavy glasses from his arms, slowly put them on his head, he pressed the switch on the glasses, and saw that the world became blurry with only warm and cold tones. "Introduction, this is a thermal imaging glass, specializing in a guy like you who is invisible but can't hide your body temperature." He continued to take out the armor-piercing bow from the system warehouse, and an armor-piercing arrow lightly mounted, "Give you another chance to attack!" ”

In the glasses, a red figure moved sideways, but no matter how it dodged, Zhang Yan's armor-piercing arrow was always aimed at it.

"Whoa!"

The hunter didn't understand why Zhang Yan was able to spot it, but it knew that the hunt had turned into a head-on fight. With a strange scream, the hunter hurriedly killed, and the bone spurs raised and went straight to Zhang Yan's heart.

"Huh~" The armor-piercing arrow disappeared instantly, and then passed through the hunter's chest.

The hunter lost his balance when he was hit by the arrow, and staggered back a few steps, and before he could adjust his body, another arrow hit him in the right leg, then his left leg, and then his left and right arms. The hunter was pinned to the ground by the armor-piercing arrow, and it writhed wildly and struggled, but to no avail.

Zhang Yan once again mounted an armor-piercing arrow and said coldly: "Use your life today to celebrate my awakening talent!" The finger was released, and the armor-piercing arrow pierced the hunter's head. In fact, Zhang Yan was able to solve the hunter on the road, but in order to make up for the regrets of his previous life, he led him here to kill. But with a wish in his previous life, Zhang Yan felt that he was in a much happier mood.

The cliff to the left of the pavilion was where he had jumped in his previous life, but now he didn't have to lose consciousness and roll down. Swap out a rope long enough, tie one end to the gazebo, and slide down slowly.

Zhang Yan slid down for about a hundred meters, and finally saw a big tree with an image, if this tree hadn't stopped him in his previous life, otherwise he might have really broken his bones and died in Huangquan.

The small flat ground at the foot of the big tree is a trap, and judging by the size, it is supposed to catch large beasts such as wild boars.

Zhang Yan brushed aside the dead branches and leaves on the trap, and sure enough, he saw the small tree, but the half-meter-tall tree had not yet borne fruit, "There is still time!" ”

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