"So fast!" Zhang Mu frowned and looked outside, he had a feeling that the sky was definitely not yet bright.

"You are not qualified to refuse, if you don't want to suffer, get up and go with Lao Tzu!" Dead Fish Eye waved the black stick in his hand and said with a cruel smile.

Zhang Mu endured his anger and stopped talking, and now he had to keep a low profile in order to survive.

"Count you as acquaintances!" Dead Fisheye put down his stick, and a few sparks of electricity came from it, and he opened the cell door and walked outside with the curtain.

Zhang Mu lowered his head and followed honestly, only to find out when he walked out of the cell that the place where he was locked up happened to be against the wall, the light was already good, and there was a large row of cells inside, faintly with human figures.

He glanced at it a few times, and thought that most of them were also from the thirteenth battalion, so he didn't look any further.

After a few turns, he came to an iron gate, and Zhang Mu could already feel the fresh air, thinking that this was the exit.

Bang dang!

The iron door more than three meters high was opened, and a faint white of the fish belly appeared, and in the faint morning light, dilapidated buildings and plants were mixed, and the roar of machinery was heard from time to time.

In a strange world and an unfamiliar environment, Zhang Mu subconsciously tensed his nerves and tried to ask, "Excuse me, what am I going to do?" ”

The dead fish-like eyes appeared in front of him again, and there was pity and disgust in his eyes, and he stared at him for a few seconds before he spoke: "It's nothing to tell you, you will probably be placed on the front line later, and your only role is to make a guard for the rear." ”

Seeing that Zhang Mu was a little puzzled, the dead fish eye was too lazy to say more, and continued to walk forward.

Dada......

There was a sound of footsteps, it was a group of soldiers, the number was only five, the lineup was very scattered, and the dress was casual, but all of them had sharp eyes, as sharp as knives.

The dead fish-eyed who had been holding his head up and his chest was immediately stopped and saluted the group, not a military salute, but a strange bow.

"Good morning, gentlemen!"

The dead fish eyes lowered their heads, and their voices were flattering, even a little frightened.

His words didn't stop the five people at all, they didn't even nod, only one of them glanced at them coldly, and then quickly disappeared.

"Who are they?"

Zhang Mu said curiously.

"The Transcendent, the humanoid weapon of this world, represents glory and status."

The words that Dead Fisheye yearns for hooked the memories left by Zhang Mu's predecessor, and some fragments of the transcendent made him understand why Dead Fisheye behaved like this.

The transcendent is a special existence that appears after the catastrophe, and it can be understood literally that this kind of existence has extraordinary power.

They have martial artists in martial arts novels known to Zhang Mu, as well as supernatural abilities who stimulate their genetic potential, or cultivators of other genres.

No matter which one it is, as long as you have the power, you can be regarded as extraordinary, the lowest transcendent is much stronger than ordinary people, and the high-level transcendent has forbidden power, which can move mountains and reclaim the sea, destroying the world and destroying the world.

This is the mainstream force of this world at present, and the influence of the transcendent has surpassed science and technology, and has become a special group that dominates the human world and determines the future fate of mankind.

For individuals, transcendental beings not only represent power, but also the glory, status, wealth, and privileges that come from power, which can change fate, so now human beings want to become transcendental, including predecessors.

Zhang Mu clenched his fists, this world has long been divided into countless classes because of the existence of transcendentals, and the best way for him to get out of his current situation is to become an transcendent.

There are nine levels of transcendentals, the first order is the reserve level, at this time, the physical fitness is twice that of ordinary people, and the combat effectiveness is much more than that of ordinary people.

As long as he becomes a first-order transcendent, he can apply for military merits to offset his guilt and restore his free body.

That's right, this is the only solution he knows, this world is still the most powerful zombies and alien beasts, if humans want to survive, they have to fight, and the role of military merit is very great.

"At present, it is still far from reaching the standard of a first-order transcendent, and I hope that in the next trial, I can obtain enough virtual value to strengthen my body."

Zhang Mu had a sense of urgency, Gao Xuan's words, and the pity of the dead fish's eyes made him have a bad premonition.

"It's here!"

The dead fish's eyes stopped, and the two came to a small three-story building, where there were many people, but most of them were ragged and their faces were extremely pale.

Zhang Mu could feel a deep despair from them, and it was this kind of thing that made them like walking corpses.

"What the hell is it that makes these people so pessimistic?"

Zhang Mu's eyes widened, he didn't know anything, so naturally he wouldn't have much emotion.

"You come with me to get your weapons, and then go to the designated area to be on guard."

The dead fish eye was accustomed to it, and came to the small building with a curtain, and there was a woman sitting inside, very fat and strong, who was constantly eating melon seeds.

Zhang Mu was a little speechless, how did he feel that this place was not serious at all.

"Register him." Dead Fish Eye took off a watch from his hand and put it on the table, not caring that there were a lot of melon seed skins on it.

"Phew." The fat woman spit out the things in her mouth, glanced at Zhang Mu, and was a little surprised: "Such a small one is also pulled over?" ”

"Isn't there a shortage of people on your side, anyway, he's a clone, and he won't die early when he matures."

"Oh, that's it, it's ...... too"

The conversation between the two made Zhang Mu want to scold, can you not say that others will die in front of others, have you considered his feelings?

It's a pity that he just cursed in his heart, and in a short time, he already knew that many people here were disgusted with him, just because he was a clone.

Drip!

The fat woman brushed the surface with an instrument, and a lot of data appeared on the desktop covered with melon seed skin.

opened the curtain and twitched his mouth, feeling that this is a screen, and it is actually used to put garbage......

There is a melon seed skin in the way, and he can't see his own information, and the fat woman just registers, and doesn't care about the information of a clone.

"Alright, boy, reach for it."

Zhang Mu obeyed, only to see the fat woman take out a blue pen-like thing and stab it directly at his arm.

"Don't move!"

The dead fish eye scolded, so that Zhang Mu couldn't help but move, and then there was a slight pain, and he felt something enter his skin.

"This is the lowest level of life chip, which can detect your location and life and death, and simply transmit some information, and there is no harm."

Dead Fisheye explained, and at this time, the fat woman also took out a black box more than a foot long from under the table and put it in Zhang Mu's hand.

"It's okay, you can take him there!"

Zhang Mu didn't have a chance to look at the things inside, so he was brought to the side, and an open-top military vehicle was parked, and there were already a dozen people sitting inside.

"Go up!" Dead Fish Eyes said coldly, "Don't run around, or you'll die faster." ”

With that, he left in the other direction.

"Nima, you haven't eaten yet, so you're leaving?" Zhang Mu complained, glanced at the military vehicle, and did not immediately go there, but opened the box on the spot.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the black blood stains under the tattered clothes attracted some mosquitoes, but at this time, his eyes were already attracted by the contents of the box.

The largest occupancy was a dark black rifle, simple but delicately constructed, with signs of wear and tear, and a magazine next to it, which was already full, and twelve additional bullets.

The other things were a piece of bread wrapped in plastic and a military kettle.

"Eat it first."

Zhang Mu licked his lips, tore the package directly, and began to enjoy.

The bread was not very tasty, but Zhang Curtain at this time was not so picky, gobbling it up, and it was all solved in less than half a minute.

During this period, there were many malicious eyes, but they seemed to be afraid of something and did not approach him.

Zhang Mu was vigilant, he felt that the others were like wolves, but he was like a sheep.

The sense of crisis made him dare not hesitate any longer, and decided on the spot to exchange all the remaining virtual value for marksmanship experience.