Feeling that the weapon was not in his hand, Fu Hongyang was about to get up and leave, but Doudou leaned next to the zombie, staring motionlessly at a large pool of green slime coming out of the zombie's brain.

"Let's go, Doudou."

"Ahh Doudou jumped on his two front legs, which was to remind Fu Hongyang that when he found something good but he couldn't get it or couldn't get it accurately, he would express it like this.

"Huh?"

Fu Hongyang squatted down again, looked at the green slime, and quickly understood why Doudou was staring at the slime. In the slime, there seemed to be some small bugs swimming, bringing some slight fluctuations.

He picked up a small branch from the side of the road, pulled it into the slime, and spread the slime evenly on the road, but found no small insects. However, the slime always had some movements that resembled small bugs swimming inside, which made him feel a little weird.

"Is it a parasite, or is it some unknown virus?"

"Ahh Doudou came over and jumped away, not knowing what it was tossing.

Fu Hongyang frowned, stared at the green slime where there were still small insects swimming, thought for a while, suddenly turned around, took out a firewood knife, and began to cut the stomach of the zombie. Compared to the head, the mutant zombie undoubtedly has the most green mucus in its stomach, and it may be possible to find something from it.

Copper and iron zombies should be called iron bone zombies.

Its bones are very hard, but the skin and muscle tissue are of average strength.

It was not difficult to cut open its belly with a firewood knife, and as soon as the slightly swollen belly was opened, the organs such as the field, liver, and spleen flowed out.

In the midst of a huge foul smell, large clumps of green slime flowed all over the road.

Fu Hongyang was so smoked by the smell that tears flowed out, so he had to take out his mask and put it on, and ran to a distance to wait for the smell to disperse before he and Doudou re-approached the iron-boned zombie. This time, he could see it clearly, the green slime in the big stall seemed to be tumbling and boiling, and he felt countless small insects stirring in it.

"It's disgusting!"

As soon as he saw this situation, Fu Hongyang felt that the zombies were basically not saved, even if the human race defeated the haze disaster, there was no antidote to turning the zombies into humans again. This green slime can be said to have filled the zombie shell, killing the virus inside, and the organs cannot be recovered.

"It's comforting that I don't have to worry about hunting zombies anymore, and I don't have to think about the zombies restoring their human identity one day...... Even if the smog disaster passes, the zombies will be humanitarianly destroyed. ”

The stick reached into the slime and scratched.

I thought that with this concentration and amount, I should be able to find some small insects, but Fu Hongyang scratched for a long time, and still couldn't find any signs of small insects: "I feel that there are no small insects, or is the green mucus itself a collection of viruses?" He thought of that possibility.

Perhaps the virus is very small and accumulates together to form a green mucus.

"Forget it."

He shook his head, he is not a scientist, he is not even a civil science, even if he finds the little bug that causes the zombie mutation, he can't solve any secrets: "Gone dog." "Continuing to tinker with this green slime will only add to the troubles and mediocrity, and the government will organize scientists to study it.

……

Walking out of the village road for a distance of about four kilometers, when it should be almost the county road, Fu Hongyang looked at the twisted zombie that had just been headshot at his feet.

I feel that the situation is a little bad: "Doudou, there are more and more zombies, and there are a lot more mutant zombies!" ”

After leaving that iron-boned zombie, he had already killed thirteen ordinary zombies and three mutated zombies in less than a kilometer. Two of the mutant zombies were about the same as the iron-bone zombies, with strong bodies and very hard bones, and the firewood knives and steel bars couldn't shoot their heads at once.

Slightly weaker than the iron-bone zombie, he can't bear his Xia Ji Eight Stick Technique.

There is also a zombie, the one at his feet, which should be a female mutation, the clothes on her body are gone, and under the blue-gray skin, the body is abnormally distorted.

Or rather, the bones in its body are twisted.

Staggering, it is the first mutant zombie to mutate in the wrong direction, and its twisted bones make it unable to walk and bite normally, becoming weaker than ordinary zombies. However, when you open its skull, it is also filled with green slime and has the strange characteristics of small insects swimming.

"Wangwang." Doudou screamed at the green slime, it was just as curious as Fu Hongyang.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of zombies in the distance, probably hearing the cry of acne, and the zombies ran wildly in the haze, not one or two, but five or six in groups.

It's not a good idea to deal with five or six zombies at once.

But Fu Hongyang saw that the order of zombies was front and back, and they were all thin zombies, so he didn't retreat, pulled out his firewood knife, and faced the first zombie. Raising the chai knife, aiming at the head, and swinging it precisely, the knife drawing technique was vividly exerted by him at this moment, the knife flashed, and the zombie's skull was directly shattered.

Bang knock.

He fell to the ground, convulsed twice, and then there was no movement.

Fu Hongyang's movements did not pause at all, he raised the chai knife again, and faced the second zombie. With a beautiful posture like playing golf, he successfully cut off half of the zombie's brain: "My knife drawing technique has been slightly successful, this kind of moving target that can't dodge, knife headshot." ”

Like cutting melons and vegetables, the six zombies fell to the ground in a moment.

Standing in the billowing haze, Fu Hongyang turned his back to the corpse of the zombie, hung the firewood knife at his feet, and made a posture of looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle: "Doudou, am I handsome?" I don't know why, every time he kills a zombie, his mentality is a little more relaxed.

Is it the spirit that is numb, or is it becoming familiar with the world of disaster, or both?

Doudou didn't respond to Fu Hongyang, but rushed to the front of the road, letting out an extremely vigilant "whining" sound, and it felt that something terrible was rushing towards it in the haze.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

It was the roar of zombies one after another, although there were no zombies in sight, but there were no less than a dozen of them, accompanied by messy and noisy footsteps, moving quickly towards Fu Hongyang's position.

"I'll go!"

As soon as Fu Hongyang heard this movement, he kicked Doudou, ran away, picked up a bag of peanuts from the side of the road, and took refuge in a house on the side of the road: "Doudou is not allowed to call, hurry in!" ”

The door was open, and he and Doudou rushed in and quickly slammed it shut.

Keeping his backpack and bag in the house, he hid behind the burglar-proof window and looked out at the smog with a firewood knife and steel bar. Almost at the moment when he first observed, a group of disheveled zombies rushed out of the rolling haze and rushed towards the two-story building where he was hiding.

Bang knock!

The zombies came into close contact with the wall, and zombies were still pouring in behind them, and almost in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred zombies gathered, surrounding the second floor, roaring and wanting to rush in. Among them, there are also seven or eight sturdy mutant zombies, which should be the same mutation as the iron-bone zombies.

"Wow!" Doudou shouted at the zombies outside the window.

It made the zombies even more excited and excited, and roared again and again: "Roar......"

"Don't call Doudou, this time I stabbed the hornet's nest, hurry up, let's go up to the second floor and be quiet for a while, and wait for the zombies to disperse by themselves." Fu Hongyang took Doudou and quickly went up to the second floor, looking down from the corridor on the second floor, the scale of more than a hundred zombies was not small, and it felt like a zombie siege.

Once the building was breached, Fu Hongyang estimated that it would be difficult for him and Doudou to escape the end of being eaten by zombies.

However, he stood in the corridor, condescendingly looking at the dense zombies in front of him, he was not afraid or panicked, and his heart was still extremely calm.

even raised a bit of unreliable feeling of "it should be like this": "I just said that although Taoji Town is a small town, most people have gone to work in other places, but the town will definitely not be so zombie on the road...... Sure enough, it's a little bit lively now. ”