Fu Hongyang stuffed napkins in his nostrils, and wore a pair of masks outside, squatting on the floor to seriously dissect the big-headed zombies.

He had never studied medicine, but he had dissected zombies several times and already knew the structure of the human body well.

The stomach was easily found.

Slice open the pouch, which contains a large mass of thick, yellowed mixture, and in the mixture, there is also chewed minced meat. He used the blade of his knife to pick out the minced flesh one by one, and even picked out half of the unchewed heart. On this heart, find interesting content.

"The green texture is impregnated with the valve of the heart, and the texture is a bit similar to the mutation in the brain of a big-headed zombie.

The valves of his heart were very hard, and it took him a little effort to peel off the green texture, and he couldn't see what it looked like, just some silk threads that radiated outward and extended.

He soon found this green texture of chewed meat from other minced meat, and there were a lot of them, some of them were chewed, and some of them were still intact.

"This thing is definitely a parasitic sapling!"

Fu Hongyang was very sure of this, if it weren't for these parasitic saplings, the big-headed zombie would not only pick the heart, brain, and stomach of the evolutionary and don't know what organs to mouth. And without these parasitic saplings, he would not have dreamed of black tree seedlings very often.

"This thing doesn't see the shape of the sapling at all, and it may be that it stimulates my nerves, causing me to hallucinate and see the 'sapling', which is not really growing into the shape of a sapling."

He was picking on it, and suddenly picked out a small lump of meat.

The lump of meat is not chewed, and the shape and texture can be roughly seen: "Like pancreas?" ”

Cutting open the pancreas, there is also a green texture of parasitic saplings inside, but what is special is that there is an extra yellow texture on these textures.

"The pancreas is in the stomach, and the yellow texture feels more advanced than the green texture, could this be a parasitic sapling in Tao Zhuang's body? I remember that he had his stomach cut off by a large head, and he was also one of the first evolutionaries to eat camphor seeds...... Could it be so? ”

It occurred to him that possibility.

When the tree was first constructed and the first fragrant fruit was born, the fragrance was strong, but there was only one. The last two stubbles of fragrant fruits, the fragrance is much lighter, and there are many pieces.

"Tao Zhuang can't eat this kind of fragrant fruit, right?" He can be sure that what he eats must be a strong fragrance type of black tree fragrant fruit, and the strong fragrance type of fragrant fruit must be more special than the light fragrance type of fragrant fruit, "Maybe my brain, heart, and pancreas also have this yellow and green texture." ”

He picks out all the textures and piles them into small balls.

After dissecting the other parts of the zombie and finding nothing, he quickly put the yellow and green textures, as well as the mutated substances in the brains of the big-headed zombies, into a plastic bag. It's not certain whether these textures are parasitic saplings or not, but there is certainly value.

Zombies want to eat what they can't eat—even if the source of these things is a bit awkward.

He is going to go back and do some experiments, and use these things to feed cats and dogs and other small animals, if it is really a big supplement, he will never give up because of a little ethics.

In the last days, it is most important to increase strength.

……

Fetching water and taking a bath, Fu Hongyang changed a set of clothes for himself - the clothes were taken from a clothing store across the street, a set of Li Ning sportswear.

Turn around and sew two pockets on the trouser leg and hang a fruit knife, which is the combat uniform.

After taking a shower, he took out the texture and mutated substances in the plastic bag and washed them, and after washing, these things did not smell badly, but had a faint fragrance. The ordinary aroma is not the appetizing aroma emitted by the fragrant fruit on the mutated tree.

Doudou leaned over, sniffed and sniffed at the texture and mutated substance, and even wanted to stick out his tongue to taste the taste.

Smack.

Fu Hongyang slapped Doudou's head: "Don't eat it for the time being." ”

Doudou whined and expressed his grievances, lying on the ground silently, yawning out of boredom. Fu Hongyang picked out a small piece of green texture, cut it into small filaments, unscrewed the cap of the plastic oil bottle, and sprinkled it into it—his first experimental subject was a mutant ant pet he raised.

The mutant ants weaved a mycelium web in the bottle, lazily not wanting to move, but after the textured filaments were sprinkled in, the mutant ants quickly crawled out of the mycelium web.

It swings its palate pliers and picks up the textured filaments and stuffs them into its mouth.

After a while, he ate all the textured filaments that had been sprinkled into it, and crawled around the oil bottle excitedly.

"There's a play!"

Fu Hongyang stared at the mutant ants, and it took a whole hour for the mutant ants to calm down, but there was no sign of poisoning, and they were still alive and well: "It seems that this thing is not poisonous, go back to the camphor haze-free area, feed the chickens and pigs for experiments, if it is really not poisonous...... I can taste it. ”

If it is good, he will eat it even if it is good - as long as he doesn't kill people himself and dig up these things, there is no ethical taboo.

I just want to live better in the last days.

……

Had lunch.

Fu Hongyang went to visit the Xiangzhang haze-free area several times, and found that after the zombies could not break through the house and find the living, they had begun to disperse one after another.

Their movement in the haze-free zone is not affected, but they may prefer to stay in the haze.

However, there are still more than a dozen mutant zombies, wandering around the haze-free area with a servant of ordinary zombies, several of them are iron-boned zombies, with strong muscles and powerful roars. There are also a few monkey zombies that resemble trees that can climb trees, interspersed, that is, they lie on the corridor or window.

When they find a living person, they yell and attract other zombies to turn back.

The human survivors in the haze-free zone tried to kill the monkey zombies with sticks, knives, shovels and other tools, but unfortunately the monkey zombies were very flexible and could always avoid them.

Compared to the dozen or so monkey zombies that Fu Hongyang encountered in the Dryad, they were obviously more sensitive and stronger, and they obviously evolved to a higher degree.

Monkey zombies and iron-boned zombies directly restrict the activities of the survivors, hiding in the house and not daring to come out.

In addition, the pigsty is better, it was originally a pig raised in the house, and the iron door is closed, and the zombies can't get in. But the chickens in the chicken coop were struck, and the small yard where the chickens were raised had no roof, and the monkeys and zombies rushed in to catch the chickens, and even the chicken feathers and bones were swallowed raw.

Only a few clever chickens escaped by flying into the house with explosive potential.

"If you don't hunt the monkey zombies and the iron-boned zombies, the camphor haze-free area will not be safe for a while and a half, should I go down and hunt?" Fu Hongyang sat cross-legged on the roof of the building, expressionless, like a bystander, quietly observing the development of the entire camphor haze-free area.

He was still a little apprehensive before, because he was bitten by a zombie in the chest, but it was already afternoon, and there was no sign of a corpse.

It is almost certain that zombies are not transmitted by viruses.

The source of infection is smog, and people who can infect are basically infected, and those who can't be infected can't be infected by zombie bites.

"There's still time, let me try it first, if I can stimulate the black tree seedlings in the upper dantian." He closed his eyes like an old monk in meditation.

In the morning, he was attacked by a zombie with a big head, and it was this black tree seedling fruit that suddenly ripened, allowing him to burst out with his ideological superpowers, breaking the ideological barrier of the big head in one fell swoop, turning defeat into victory and turning things around.

Arguably.

He had strong hopes for the ability of this black tree seedling.

His mind was immersed, and soon, he "looked inside" at the black tree seedling in the upper dantian, as well as the ripe black tree seedling fruit on it, but he couldn't perceive its ability.

"But if I can excite it, I know what it's capable of!"