He urgently needed to fill his stomach to regain his strength, but the three people in front of him obviously wouldn't provide him with such treatment.

"There's nothing wrong with the room, you find a place to rest, and we'll leave here tomorrow," Leng Yan entered the bedroom with the two women, and said in a low voice.

"Didn't you say you were going to stay and wait for him to turn into a zombie? He's going to change soon? At the beginning of the ugly door, he didn't understand the routine of Leng Yan, and asked a little puzzled.

"Let's rest," Leng Yan has no interest in answering her question now, he is a little entangled now, he wanted to get the fourth-order and fifth-order corpse cores when he left the base before, and now the fourth-order corpse core is enough, should the fifth-order corpse core continue to be searched, or return to the Yongan base first?

Now it is more than 300 kilometers away from the Yongan base, which is still about the distance measured according to the road signs. If they were just in a hurry, at their pace, it might be enough for a few days. But they still need a lot of time to search for mutant zombies and collect corpse cores, which greatly slows down their journey.

Counting from the day they left the base, it has been almost half a month now. Whether anything will happen at the base in half a month is something he can't predict.

As for the ability of foreknowledge that he had plundered from He Suomu, it was an ability that would be triggered randomly, and he would never know when it would come in handy, at least until now, it seemed to be gone.

The fourth-order corpse core tree in the space has now grown, and all that remains is patience and waiting for it to produce a corpse core, he will take the corpse core as soon as it bears the corpse core, he has already taken enough gray corpse core, and now the low-level corpse core is of no use to him.

The sun had set, and there was a dead silence in the once bustling and prosperous city, and the only sound was the zombies roaming the streets and alleys.

At night, all the survivors deliberately lowered their voices for fear of attracting the attention of the mutated zombies.

Qi Han leaned against the door with a pale face, he couldn't move at all, and his whole body felt as uncomfortable as if he had fallen apart.

His stomach was rumbling with hunger, and the acid in his stomach began to bubble out, although the bleeding had completely stopped, but there was no way to recover for a while and a half with such a large piece of flesh and blood empty in front of his chest, so his internal organs were still open, and even the sound of his heartbeat became much clearer than usual.

The two women were now gone, not knowing what to do in the bedroom.

The young man had been staying in the living room, sitting on the sofa he had bought for hundreds of thousands, with his feet on the spotless coffee table, eating canned food as if no one was around.

Looking at the man's relishful appearance, Qi Han swallowed involuntarily.

He hadn't eaten normal food for a long time, and since he started eating human flesh, he had been completely insulated from normal food.

He has a limited amount of food per day, so he can only use the limited stomach capacity to eat human flesh, otherwise it would have taken a long time for a person to be eaten by him, and now that the electricity has been turned off, he doesn't want to eat stinky meat.

"Can you give me some?"

Qi Han couldn't help it, these canned foods were all things he had never eaten before the end of his life, he was still very particular about eating and drinking, and he would never touch these canned products. But now that he was so hungry that he was weak, it was not the time to be picky about food, as long as he could fill his stomach, he could do anything.

"You want to eat?" Leng Yan chewed the meat in his mouth and asked a little vaguely.

"En," Qi Han nodded very seriously, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to announce the results.

"No," Leng Yan directly poured all the cans in his hand into his mouth, and showed Qi Han the canned food box in his hand to prove his innocence.

Leng Yan's feet were already stacked with a thick stack of canned food boxes at this time, whether it was canned meat or canned fruit, there was no difference between the amount of food and a pig.

"You!" The smile on Qi Han's face disappeared instantly, and his cheeks, which had already looked a little oozing, became even more distorted.

"Uh," Leng Yan suddenly hiccuped, and then immediately covered his mouth, "Don't stare at me like that, I'm a little disgusting..."

Qi Han knew that his current appearance had nothing to do with handsomeness, but being pointed out so clearly made his face unbearable.

But he still had the consciousness of being a prisoner, gritted his teeth, and couldn't say a word.

Qi Han's eyes suddenly darkened, and the feeling of dizziness before returned.

His eyelids began to tremble, and a huge roar rushed directly into his mind, like a huge stirrif wrenched in his head, causing him to fall directly to the ground and roll.

Leng Yan held his chin and watched the man's every move, he knew that the man would definitely be a corpse, looking at this reaction, it should be the last time, but he was not sure what day it was. After all, only he can know what a man's physical condition is.

The man's body twitched on the ground as if he had been electrocuted, making Leng Yan wonder whether the man was going to become a zombie or have a stroke.

The man's convulsions soon stopped, and he lay motionless on the ground, as if unconscious.

Leng Yan had no intention of going over to check, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Soon there was a small friction sound, and then Qi Han's voice sounded again, "Who are you?" Why is it in my house? ”

Qi Han was still lying on the ground, he found out that something was wrong at this time, he didn't know what was tied up, and there was a young man sitting there on the sofa, who seemed to be asleep.

"You don't remember me?" Leng Yan frowned, his eyes locked on Qi Han's face, and the man's confused eyes didn't look like they were fake.

"I didn't expect that at this time, there were still people burglarizing, you shouldn't be able to find anything valuable, right?" Qi Han said to himself as if he hadn't heard Leng Yan's words.

"Your wound," Leng Yan pointed to his chest, "I caused it." ”

Qi Han realized at this time that he was actually injured so badly, which was basically to the extent of disembowelment, but he didn't have the slightest memory.

Qi Han's face turned white all of a sudden, as if he had seen something terrifying.

It wasn't the first time something like this had happened, but it had never been so severe, and a wound of this severity would have killed him, but he couldn't remember exactly what the intersection between the two had happened. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Mother Ring Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.