Slowly approaching a farmhouse, through the broken window, it was pitch black, and there was not even a small light.

Zhang Heng raised his sword and poked, and the broken door was pushed open.

There was a bloody smell coming from inside.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, Zhang Heng looked around cautiously, there was still some food in the restaurant, and from the chaos of the scene, it seemed that he had been attacked by something while eating.

The broken porcelain plate and porcelain bowl on the table were swept away with a sword, and there was a deep hole in the table below, narrow and symmetrical.

"What poked it?"

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and touched the bottom surface, big up and small down, "Is it a knife?" ”

I continued to walk around the house with a flashlight, and found traces of drag in the corridor, and the direction of the trail was the backyard gate, which was already broken.

Zhang Heng stepped out of the back door and stepped on something, making a "bia" sound.

Looking down, "Gloss"

Zhang Heng bent down violently and vomited on the side, and the crushed meat on the ground was obviously left by the people in the house.

"What the hell, what's going on, murder?" After vomiting wildly for a while, Zhang Heng finally couldn't spit out anything anymore.

A bad thought suddenly popped up in his mind, Zhang Heng was shocked, could it be that all the people in this village are dead?

Zhang Heng held the sword and accelerated to find the houses in the village, there was no one, no one, only a pool of blood.

Zhang Heng didn't know when these blood stains were left, he hadn't learned this thing, but it should not be long, after all, there are still places where there is still blood that has not coagulated.

When he came to the open space, Zhang Heng took out his mobile phone and prepared to report the case, but the signal tower here seemed to be broken and could not be called at all.

"Damn." Zhang Heng scolded secretly, took out his bicycle, rode it and walked out.

A shadow of "huh" flashed under the light in the distance, startling Zhang Heng.

"Who?"

Zhang Heng nervously began to sweat all over, and the heat evaporated from his body, making him uncomfortable.

Looking at the way I am now holding a sword in one hand and grabbing the handlebar in the other, it is really difficult to act.

Helpless, Zhang Heng put away the car again and slowly leaned towards the place where the shadow disappeared just now.

The closer he got to the landscape plants on the side of the road, the more Zhang Heng felt palpitations, as if something terrible was hidden here.

The greatsword flicked through the grass, but found nothing, but knocked down a small flower.

"Whew, nothing."

Just as Zhang Heng exhaled because he didn't find anything scary, there was a sudden stinging pain in his foot.

Zhang Heng looked down, damn it, what kind of flower is that fallen to the ground, it is clearly a praying mantis.

This praying mantis, which is less than half a meter, is stabbing its forearms into Zhang Heng's calves fiercely at this moment, and the two forearms are hitting you, and I am chopping back and forth.

"You're going to die." Zhang Heng swung his sword and cut this thing in two, bending over and covering his feet to see if there were still these people of the same kind.

"Hiss" Zhang Heng gasped in pain, and the blood on his feet was constantly flowing out.

Zhang Heng returned to the middle of the road, squatted down, and pulled up his trouser legs to inspect the wound.

"Buzz." The voices of these wings seemed to be stirring all around.

Zhang Heng was startled and stopped looking at the wound, and held up his flashlight to look around.

"Damn, so much." Under the illumination of the flashlight, there are these praying mantis all around, some green, some black, some mixed with multiple colors, and some with single colors.

They are large and small, the big ones are close to a meter, and the small ones are 20 or 30 centimeters tall.

This group of praying mantis seemed to be under command and swarmed towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng exclaimed in surprise and fled into the queen's space.

Sticking his foot into the healing pool, Zhang Heng looked up at the street outside.

The group of praying mantis still stayed in place for a while after they pounced in the air, and the 1-meter-sized ones began to lick the blood stains left by Zhang Heng on the ground after driving away the small ones.

Under Zhang Heng's gaze, those praying mantis began to change.

One body began to slowly emit a metallic luster, one slowly became a little more transparent, and the other was more emerald green than it used to be.

All three grew in size, the metal mantis more than doubled in size, and the other two stood up to the size of adults.

"Why is this happening?" Zhang Heng sat on the edge of the pool and muttered to himself.

"Queen, is there any reason for this? It's okay to make up a reasonable one. ”

"Because of your blood."

"What my blood, what does my blood matter?"

"One reason could be that these mutant praying mantis have absorbed your own mutant mitochondria, causing their genes that were in the mutation to mutate again."

"The other is the kind of liquid that Professor Bai injected you with in the first place."

"What? Is that thing still there? Zhang Heng was taken aback, did he still have the thing that was injected in his body?

"There are still some of them in your cells and body fluids, but they are in a latent state, and it is possible that the host will become stronger in the future, and these will be absorbed by you again to strengthen the body."

What a pit, I don't know what those three things have become now, I used to be crippled and were pulled back and crossed several levels, which is almost equivalent to washing the marrow.

Zhang Heng was thinking about it, and suddenly looked down at the little brother, "There shouldn't be anything in this thing, right?" ”

In order not to waste the energy he has obtained now, Zhang Heng chose a long-term treatment mode, and waited until the sky was bright before the foot injury fully recovered.

Looking out through the space, there is a dead silence all around, if it is replaced by a normal village, it should be time for families to get up to work and eat, but unfortunately I don't know how many people are in this small village, whether they have all died in the mouths of these praying mantises.

Zhang Heng appeared on the street outside again with his sword in hand, but fortunately there was nothing there.

Before Zhang Heng could be happy, a metallic luster suddenly emerged from his chest, followed by a huge tearing pain.

The severe pain made Zhang Heng's muscles all over his body contract, and when this metal thing was pulled out and was about to poke in again, it was only blocked by a little penetration, and Zhang Heng swung his sword back hard.

The thing behind it immediately jumped away.

Zhang Heng took advantage of the situation and hid in the space again, and then staggered straight to the treatment room, and finally collapsed inside before he fell unconscious, and fainted after he was ordered.

At this moment, the small village, under the light of the sun, is full of praying mantises, dense in the bushes, on the roofs, on the roads, I don't know how many.

There were even quite a few of them crawling out of a large wooden house in the middle of nowhere, but these were obviously much smaller.

The wooden house was surrounded by scarlet, and the little praying mantis came out and began to lick the surrounding land.

"Hehehe, eat, you will be the vanguard of our sweep of the fools of the world, and this is just the beginning. It's good, it's good, everything is as expected. ”

"Huh? What are you doing, what are you doing, don't come here, don't come here. ”

"Ah~~~~~h

The green praying mantis's forearm was deeply rooted in the man dressed in peasant clothes, and slowly dragged it to a ball of meat in the middle of the field.

A forearm popped out of the meat ball, dragging the man in at once.

Now only the sound of chewing remains.