Early morning.

The fog has not yet lifted.

The window panes were frozen.

An abandoned workshop near the settlement.

Bai Kabu sat on the ground, practicing mycelial manipulation.

The mycelium at the end of the puff mushroom, in groups of ten, are tied into small braids one after another.

He became more and more familiar with this kind of operation.

As soon as the mind moved, the ten mycelium were tied into a bunch in the jumping and twisting.

Ding——

【Super Mushroom System】

[Congratulations to the host, through continuous practice, mycelium manipulation proficiency +1]

【Skills】

Mycelium Manipulation (Mastery 68/100)】

White Kabu grinned.

Being able to get proficiency at least proves that your cultivation method is correct.

Refreshing.

"The next step is to coil these little dreadlocks on your body and turn them into armor.

"Start with your arms."

Make a fist with your right hand and control the mycelium to go up.

"Tighten up, don't fall off."

"Is that dense enough?"

……

Noon.

The sun climbs high.

White Kabu's right hand, covered with a layer of mycelium up to the forearm, is like wearing a long glove.

These hyphae, in a manner similar to weaving, are covered with them.

Ding——

【Super Mushroom System】

[Congratulations to the host, through continuous practice, mycelium manipulation proficiency +1]

【Skills】

Mycelium Manipulation (Mastery 69/100)】

White Kabu grinned.

If you can wrap your right hand, you can wrap your whole body!

However, this mycelial glove is also too slow to form.

The next step that needs to be tempered is its forming speed.

……

Evening.

The wind was getting cold again.

White Kabu's heart moved.

The ponytail-like puffy mycelium at the end of the puff-mushroom mushroom is rolled back and woven into bundles.

Like a nimble little snake, it climbed up to his right fist and quickly knitted it into a glove.

The whole process took just over two seconds.

Ding——

【Super Mushroom System】

[Congratulations to the host, through continuous practice, mycelium manipulation proficiency +1]

【Skills】

Mycelium Manipulation (Mastery 70/100)】

Refreshing!

"If the Corpse King comes later, maybe he will be able to manipulate the mycelium and cultivate to a hundred points!"

From the remnant window of this workshop, you can see the setting sun and the red afterglow reflected in the grass fields outside the settlement.

"It's time to go home. Continue your cultivation tomorrow. ”

Cultivating mycelial manipulation consumes the mind.

At the same time, the night will make the zombies more active, which is extremely dangerous.

White Kabu stood up.

Suddenly, he saw out of the window, in the distance, some behemoth, rushing into the field of sheltered meadows.

"A car? Be...... Pickup trucks? ”

He was stunned.

"In the wasteland, there are people who can drive?

"Didn't you say that after the disaster, all the fuel needed for the car had been exhausted?"

But not very scared.

Because that's probably not the Corpse King.

Bai Kabu estimated that the Corpse King should not be able to drive.

……

The settlement was busy, and the night watch team knocked on every door.

"Grandpa said, hurry up to the conference room on the first floor, there is something urgent. Adults and children go, don't leave any one at home! ”

"Not a single one can be left!"

"Go to the conference room, hurry!"

"Run, run."

In the conference room, people with inexplicable faces kept running in.

Or carry the old man on his back, or hold the child.

At the door of the conference room, Grandpa Sun and Li Tomato were with the three guests, smiling all over their faces.

"Thank you so much.

"If you don't come, I'm afraid we will be poisoned by the Corpse King."

All three guests were in their twenties, young and strong, and wore woolen coats.

At this time, the waist is straight and his expression is solemn.

The name of the leader is the Iron Army.

"When we arrived, the other five settlements in the vicinity had already been killed, with bones and rivers of blood.

"You're lucky to be the last one in line by the Corpse King.

"Hurry up and get everyone together. Don't let the Corpse King catch the lonely.

"Fight for it, no one will die!

"Just outside this room, let's kill the Corpse King."

The other was a man and a woman, named Tieshu and Tielan.

The little girl, Bai Chino, was led to the door of the conference room by the iron head.

At this time, his face was full of fear, "Grandpa, my brother is ......"

Before the words fell, the whole person was picked up and came to the familiar embrace.

"Your brother is here."

White Kabu grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

Tielan glanced at her, "Good teeth." ”

The white Kabu siblings use a toothbrush from a can and brush their teeth every day. Both have large white fangs, which are relatively rare in the wasteland.

"Thank you."

Bai Ka preached his thanks and entered the conference room.

Twilight is darker.

The conference room was dark, chaotic, and noisy.

Most people don't know why they are here.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why did Grandpa suddenly call us here?"

"What are those three people doing? Their clothes are strange! ”

The iron head leaned over to Bai Kabu, "Xiaobu, what the hell is going on?" ”

Without waiting for Bai Kabu to answer, he saw Tielan wearing a woolen coat and walking into the conference room.

She opened her handbag, took out a laptop from it, placed it on the table on the podium, and opened it facing the audience.

"Please watch a cabaret show."

She clicks to open a video.

In the video, it is a video of the stage performance before the disaster, singing and dancing.

"Wow!"

In the conference room, there was an uproar.

The laptop screen is not big and the sound is not loud.

But these people have never been seen before.

Even if they couldn't see the picture on the screen clearly, they all cast their eyes to look at the baby.

Tielan sighed.

In fact, this notebook is the real task of the three of them.

They come from the Salvation Group, a super-large colony with many evolutionary beings.

Their pickup truck also has dozens of second-hand laptops, solar chargers, and wireless network cards.

Previously, they had installed signal repeaters in a nearby tower.

Their real mission is to help as many settlements as possible, access the Internet, and stay in touch with the Salvation Group. At the same time, let them become tentacles and stations for the salvation group.

Who would have thought that within a radius of 100 miles, four of the five settlements have been slaughtered, and only this one remains!

Judging from the traces at the scene, that guy, at best, is a mutated zombie with a strong point, but in fact, he is not a real corpse king.

All three of them are evolutionaries of the Salvation Group and can be dealt with!

……

Night is slowly falling.

The room was getting darker.

The song and dance on the laptop screen is still the same.

"Wow, you see there's a little guy dancing there."

"She has sequins on her clothes."

"Do you hear the singing clearly? That's a good sound. ”

……

Bai Kabu hugged his sister, and his heart was full of thoughts.

"Could it be that I don't need to fight the Corpse King this time?

"That's a good thing.

"What are these guests?

"Are they strong? How many points of strength?

"Grandpa seems to believe in them."

The iron head leaned over to White Kabu.

"Xiaobu, is this bag you are carrying a new one?"

"yes."

"What's in it?"

"I won't tell you."

"Stingy."

Bai Kabu was speechless.

I have a bag full of zombie carrion, I'm afraid I won't scare you if I say it!