Dudian pushed its corpse aside, immediately turned over and sat up, and checked the wound on his left hand, only to see that a piece of the battle armor on his arm was bitten out, and the muscles inside were also torn off, and the flesh and blood of the wound were blurred, if it was someone else, such an injury would have been so painful that he couldn't speak, but his left hand was unconscious, which made him have a strange feeling, as if he was looking at someone else's wound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only when you hurt someone else can you not feel pain.

However, this was an illusion after all, he turned his head and pulled out the dagger in the eye socket of the young walking corpse, returned to the subway car, wiped the blood on it with a towel, washed it with pure water again, and then disinfected it on the torch, and when the dagger burned to red, he lifted the armor on his arm, and scraped the blood on the edge of the wound on his shoulder with the hot dagger, only to hear the hissing sound of water evaporation at the wound.

After scraping the minced flesh, Du Dian suddenly found that there was not much blood flowing from the wound on his arm.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of a terrible thing in his heart, staring at it, and suddenly the blood from the wound seemed to stagnate, flowing slowly, and he touched it with his right hand, and suddenly felt a cold stinging cold.

This familiar stinging cold, he knew that it came from cryemia, but seeing this scene at this moment made him have a ridiculous idea, his left hand...... It doesn't seem to be any different from the body of the walking corpse!

The only difference is that although the complexion is pale, it does not have a lifeless lime gray attached to it.

"Could it be that cryemia is a precursor to the walking dead?" Du Dian couldn't help but think, and then felt a little unlike, according to the time he knew from other people's mouths, it was generally within a few hours, even if the resistance was strong, it could barely hold on for about seven or eight hours, and it would be completely eroded by the virus, but he had had ice blood for several years, and if he had been a walking corpse, he would have become a walking corpse a long time ago.

However, the appearance and symptoms of his left hand at the moment are no different from those of a walking corpse, they are all injured but do not bleed extensively, and the blood in his body is cold and the temperature is extremely low.

This made him wonder if there was a deeper connection between the two.

His eyes flickered slightly, and after half a sound, he retracted his thoughts, and slashed the dagger along the tooth marks of the young man's walking corpse, only to see that the flesh near the tooth marks was relatively dull in color, he used the dagger to draw a scratch of four or five centimeters along the wound tooth marks, and stared at it, and found that the flesh and blood outside the tooth marks two centimeters were more colorful, and the closer to the tooth marks, the darker the color.

Seeing that the guess was good, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, the inhibited flow of ice blood took effect at this moment, and the virus in the teeth of this young walking corpse did not spread as rapidly as it entered the ordinary human body, but was infecting in a relatively rapid way of infection, which was enough for him to take precautions.

"This strange disease is not useless...... Du Di said in peace of mind, he did not hesitate, he used a dagger to rip off the tooth marks and the nearby flesh, and then poured and washed it with pure water mixed with disinfectant powder, and then wrapped it in gauze, waiting for the new meat to grow.

If such an injury is replaced by ordinary people, there will inevitably be a few big scars on the arm, but for the existence of these people whose physique is beyond ordinary people, as long as they are well conditioned and nourished, such an injury will recover sooner or later, just like ordinary people can heal quickly like ordinary people rubbing a little skin, after all, while their physique is enhanced, the automatic repair of cells is far more than ordinary people.

After treating the wound, Du Dian sat on the chair and rested, and after recovering some strength, he got up and came to the corpse of the young man's walking corpse, looked twice, and suddenly noticed that its fingernails were stained with dried blood, and the smell emitted was actually the smell of human blood.

Du Dian sniffed it lightly, and suddenly felt that the smell of blood was a little familiar, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered that when Ian and the others first came to the wasteland, they saw the corpse of the dragon desolate guard whose skull was bitten off in half, and the smell of blood emitted by the two was the same.

"So, it was the one who killed the man?" Du Dian's eyes flickered, but he didn't expect that after the young man killed the man, he wandered back to the depths of the No. 3 Orange Wasteland, and met him, which has to be said to be a kind of fate.

"Martin said that the walking corpse mutates faster than monsters, and to some extent, the walking corpse retains the characteristics of high-speed human evolution, as long as there is energy, it can quickly improve and transform. And human beings are different from the walking corpse, human beings can only take the blessings of the gods, but the walking corpse eats everything, absorbs nutrients from the corpses of monsters, or the corpses of the same kind, and the speed of mutation is far from comparable to that of humans. ”

"This person's team, most of them have been attacked by the Corpse King, after he was infected into a walking corpse, he should have eaten many times, whether it is strength or speed, it is stronger than the high-level hunters Eugene and Martin, and it should already be the level of a pioneer."

Dudian looked at its corpse, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his foot and stomped on its skull, and with a click, the skull made a bone shattering sound.

He lifted his foot again, stomped it hard, and after repeating it several times, he finally crushed the young man's head, and collapsed with the brains inside, as if he were stepping on a foot in the damp earth.

He crouched down, picked up a stone from the side, fiddled with its brain, and soon found a hard object inside, which was Hanjing.

However, what surprised him was that although the cold crystal in the head of the young walking corpse was blue in color, the shape had changed slightly, not round, but oval, and there were fine raised spikes on the surface, like small bumps.

Du Dian pushed it to the ground next to him, thought about it, stretched out his left index finger and touched it gently, the touch was cold, no different from cold crystal.

He was relieved, took the towel that wiped the dagger a little dirty, and wrapped the cold crystal and wiped it clean. When I looked at it again after wiping it off, I suddenly found a small shadow in the cold crystal.

Somewhat surprised, he returned to the subway car, raised his light and looked at the torch, and saw more and more clearly in the light of the flames, only to see the dark shadow in the cold crystal, like a twisted little worm.

Du Dian was stunned, and suddenly thought that this young man's walking corpse was originally Long Huangwei, and there were demon marks in his body, could it be that his demon marks were in this cold crystal at this moment? Why is this happening?

Boom!

As he pondered, there was a sudden loud noise outside the subway car.

Du Dian's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly looked up, and suddenly saw a huge source of fiery heat, jumping into the collapsed ruins outside the subway.