Joy?

The joy revealed from that person's pupils made Zhou Yang feel a little dissatisfied.

He looked at the man twice. It was not tall, wore a straw hat, wore tattered clothes, and held a bowl in his hand.

There is nothing unusual about this wanderer's outfit. The only thing that made Zhou Yang feel strange was the strange emotion in this person's eyes.

The wanderer looked around and glanced at Zhou Yang. As if sensing that Zhou Yang was watching him, the man immediately turned around and walked backwards, without the slightest wanderer's stumbling.

There is a problem.

This thought flashed through Zhou Yang's mind. But he didn't chase it, because no matter why the other party was happy, what problems there were, it didn't have much to do with him now.

Nosy was forced to disappear from his mind long after the rise of the porcelain industry in his original world.

Mingzhe's indifference to protect himself has become Zhou Yang's subconscious behavior.

He only had one idea now......

Kill!

……

The Plague Frenzy was different from Zhou Yang's expectations, and the main components of this frenzy were not the Plague Variants he had killed in the Oasis before, but some rats infected with the Plague.

Looking at the tide of plague rats emerging on the horizon in the distance, Zhou Yang couldn't help but shudder. It wasn't fear, it was just a knee-jerk reaction when he saw the dense creatures.

"Whew."

Zhou Yang calmed his breathing, but found that a militiaman standing next to him had his legs trembling all the time. The militiaman had no guns, only a simple broadsword, the same one he had seen in the old man's shop.

Although his legs trembled uncontrollably, the militia only swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth as he stared at the rat's nest that was gradually approaching the town.

Not very bold, but commendable courage.

Zhou Yang retracted his gaze, untied his wooden broadsword from behind his back, and swung it twice in the air.

A powerful wind whistle appeared, and the militia next to him and some men who were ready to live and die with the town turned their heads almost at the same time, but turned their heads again after seeing Zhou Yang.

They all think the same way......

A big knife made of wood, in addition to being a toy, how can anyone still carry such a thing to the battlefield. Although they were puzzled, no one said much at this time, and they wanted to retain every ounce of strength to meet this challenge.

The rat tide is approaching......

With Zhou Yang's perverted eyesight, he could even observe pustules on the bodies of those plagued rats, as well as some disgusting flesh and blood tissues that were constantly wriggling.

"Gross."

A militiaman with a telescope five meters away from Zhou Yang spit it out. The pungent smell fermented, and everyone subconsciously avoided it.

"Here we are."

As the rat tide approached, the yellow sand, which was stressed by the wind, was even more reluctant to land. An earthquake was felt on the ground, and the militia behind the first line of defense had tightened their weapons.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The rat tide finally arrived, and the militia behind the first line of defense stabbed out their wooden spears almost simultaneously. At the same time, the elite on the fence also began to use firearms to strafe the rat tide.

The rifle is extremely powerful, but in the face of the plague rat tide that is not afraid of death, the powerful lethality does not seem to have too direct effect.

The blood not only did not frighten the plague rats, but made them more excited and crazy.

Barely three minutes later, the first line of defense collapsed. The militia began to withdraw, round grenades hurled at the plague rats.

After destroying an unknown number of plague rats, the second line of defense was also pushed down by the seemingly endless plague rats.

The third line of defense......

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Zhou Yang waved the wooden knife in his hand, but it was the militiaman who was crying and waving his weapon not far from him who shouted these three slogans.

"Die!"

The big knife made of Soul Eater wood greedily absorbed the flesh and blood of the Plague Rat, and more and more Plague Rats fell beside Zhou Yang.

But apart from here, the frontal battlefield of this town is a mess. Countless men fell under the siege of the plague rats, their flesh and blood were eaten, and even their bones were bitten to pieces.

"Boom!"

The two fireballs met in the air, and a sea of fire sealed the main entrance of the Plague Rats.

Zhou Yang swung his knife fiercely and cut the plague mad rat in front of him in half. He turned back and saw a woman standing on the wooden wall above the main entrance, which he was no stranger to.

That beautiful woman who is used to wearing sunglasses......

Only this time, the little girl next to this beauty also exuded green light.

The light shrouded the entire battlefield, and Zhou Yang only felt that fatigue was swept away, and the Soul Devouring Broadsword, which had made him feel a little heavy before, had also become a lot easier at this time.

The effect of the buff didn't last long, but such a sudden buff greatly boosted the morale of the people in this town.

"I don't want to die ......"

Zhou Yang once again cleared the plague rat in front of him, but found that the militia who was crying and shouting to fight before had come to his side at some point.

Taking the time to glance at the other party, Zhou Yang found that the big knife in the man's hand had been covered with blood, and even the man's shoulder had a lot of scars.

"And then."

Consuming half of the flesh essence again, Zhou Yang threw the big knife made of soul devouring wood towards the crying man.

Zhou Yang didn't care about the life or death of this man, but his conscience made him unable to look at the situation in front of him without interfering, and watched coldly.

Conscience, Zhou Yang almost lost it in another time and space, but this time, he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past.

The man pulled out the wooden knife that was inserted in the head of an epidemic rat, and out of caution or other reasons, the man did not throw away the iron knife in his hand, but chose to dual-wield two heavy large knives to fight in this battlefield full of plague rats.

Zhou Yang didn't know how long he had been killed, anyway, when he stopped, there was no one around.

But this huge rat tide was directly killed by him with one person and one knife.

……

"It's finally over."

The weeping and chopping man sat on the corpse of the plague rat, which destroyed most of the town, but fortunately most of the people who remained in the town were unharmed.

Only a few heroes and a few unlucky people died in this battle.

"Thank you for the knife."

When the man saw Zhou Yang, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled at Zhou Yang with blood on his face.

"No thanks, I sent you."

Zhou Yang nodded, with no joy or sadness on his face.

He found that a kind act actually made him unexpectedly obtain a lot of flesh and blood essence. This time, not only did he not lose, but he also earned......

But Zhou Yang was silent on his face, as if all this had nothing to do with him.