Glancing at the sentry holding the gun on the city wall, Chen Luck suddenly stopped the idea of blending in, pulled the zombie who had left a lot of saliva, and settled down in a house that was relatively well preserved from the outside.

Seeing a certain zombie sitting on the ground, but his eyes were still looking in the direction of the base from time to time, Chen Luck couldn't help but be speechless: "Don't look at it, you can't eat it anymore." ”

A certain zombie understood, touched his stomach, and said with an aggrieved face: "Hungry." ”

Chen Luck touched his head and said, "I'll find it for you later...... Borrow something to eat. ”

When the sky was completely dark, Chen Luck jumped in from the city wall with a certain zombie.

However, they were not lucky, and as soon as they came down from the city wall, they came across a scantily clad woman, who was running out of the building with a bag of things in a strange way.

Before Chen Luck could react, Fu Zirui on the side rushed over and took out something similar to a spar from the woman's forehead.

Glancing at the fishy stinking spar, a certain zombie stuffed it into Chen Lucky's hand with a disgusted face: "Dirty." ”

, why don't you feel dirty when you do it, looking at the bloody wound, facing the eyes that are still open, Chen Lucky's brain twitched and twitched, and he couldn't help but regret how he brought this scourge out in the first place.

The smell of blood became heavier and heavier, and for fear of being discovered, Chen Luck picked up the bag on the ground, jumped on the wall again with a certain zombie, and returned to the place where they had settled.

As soon as the person was put down, Chen Luck took out a set of clothes from the house and wiped the blood stains on his hands.

After wiping his hands clean for him, Chen Luck focused on the thing that a certain zombie had stuffed into his hand, which was a white spherical thing, and he could vaguely see a stream of liquid flowing inside.

Could this be the Inner Dan of the Alien, or should it be called the Crystal Nucleus?

White, liquid, watery?

However, the answer to this can only be known when you see the crystal nuclei of other adepts.

As soon as Chen Luck looked up, he saw a certain zombie looking at the crystal nucleus in his hand.

Seeing Chen Luck looking at him, a certain zombie grinned, snatched the crystal nucleus in the other party's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen Luck was too late to stop him even if he wanted to, so he had to sit on the sidelines and stare at him in case something happened.

Seeing that he didn't have any adverse reactions, Chen Luck began to feed himself.

The bag he brought back contained a packet of instant noodles and a packet of bread, afraid that the zombie would not be able to digest it, Chen Luck deliberately left the bread for the zombie, but he didn't expect the zombie to throw the bread back with a disgusted face, leaving only a smooth back of his head for her.

A certain zombie is in a very bad mood, just don't give him blood and eat meat, and now he actually gives him grass, do you plan to not even give him grass in the future?

Yo, this is angry?

I don't blame you for not even borrowing rations, just this bag of bread can last a day at most, and as soon as he just came out, the guards at the base will definitely be stricter than before, and they won't relax at all without three or five days.

In the past three or five days, she went there to find food, but she couldn't say this, because you couldn't reason with a zombie, and Chen Lucky's head hurt even more when she thought of this.

Ignoring him, there was no water, and he tore open the instant noodle bag and ate it dryly.