Lin Hao took advantage of the moonlight projected through the window pane, anxiously groped around the room, and finally found the ink sword under a table.

Holding the ink sword in his arms, Lin Hao exhaled heavily, feeling a lot more steady, he was now poor except for the crotch of his pants, and there was only this sword left.

It was too dark to find food, so Lin Hao had to go hungry to cultivate his soul power.

This time, Phantom Ji was more generous, leaving Lin Hao with most of the soul power absorbed from the iron corpse. Now, Lin Hao's soul cloud had more than tripled in size.

Lin Hao was delighted in his heart, he had only broken through the early stage of the first star for less than a day, and he was about to break through the middle stage of the first star. From the early stage to the middle stage, it is actually to fuse the absorbed soul power into the soul cloud, increasing the density and thickness of the soul cloud. The advantage of this is that after the use of soul power is exhausted, it can accelerate the absorption and recovery of soul power. It can be said that the recovery rate of soul power in the middle of a star is two or three times faster than that in the early stage of a first star.

In fact, the increase in quantity from the primary to the peak between one star is only an increase, and only the second star is a qualitative leap. But going from mid-term to peak is not easy. It's not just about killing four or five monsters like the Mastiff King, but it also takes a long time to cultivate.

Lin Hao sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands naturally on his knees, and used his soul power to urge the soul cloud to rotate continuously, constantly compressing the soul cloud, and gradually integrating the absorbed soul power into the soul cloud. Due to the continuous flow of soul power in his body, his body was like a furnace, and the sweat of beans kept rolling down from his head and neck.

From eight or nine o'clock in the evening until two or three o'clock in the morning. As a glimmer of light appeared on Lin Hao's body, the soul cloud was finally compressed. Although the size of the soul cloud was much smaller than before, it was denser than before.

He exhaled a soft breath, his face full of excitement. Seeing that it was still dark outside the window, he slept beautifully again.

I slept groggily. The dreams are all scenes that are inappropriate for children. There are Chen Ying and Shen Qingxue in it. However, when Kerr appeared in a blood-pumping bikini, Lin Hao sprayed directly.

When I woke up from my spring dream, it was already bright outside. Lin Hao wiped the harath on his mouth, looked at the sun outside, and stretched his waist fiercely. The bones immediately crackled, which was extremely refreshing. Since the end of the world, he has been exhausted, and he has not had such a good rest, let alone Spring Dream.

"Huh! It's really a spring dream, without a trace! ”

Lin Hao, who was trying to reminisce about that spring dream, suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of hunger. Although he successfully advanced, his soul power could not be eaten, but cultivation required a lot of physical strength, and now Lin Hao's face was so hungry that his face turned green.

Lin Hao looked inside the room, it was an office. He rummaged around the house and found only a small keg of tea and a few boxes of cigarettes. Although there was no food, it was good that there was pure water in the house. Lin Hao didn't use a cup, he just held the bucket and drank the cow.

"Ah, what a thirst!"

The cool pure water rushed from his throat to his chest and abdomen, which shocked Lin Hao's spirit. He wiped his lips and stood in front of the window to look out. It turned out that there were shanty towns and villages on this side of the bridge. Qiaodong and Qiaoxi are simply two worlds.

There are few high-rise buildings in the shantytowns and towns, mostly three- and four-storey residential buildings for rent. Between the residential buildings, narrow paths crisscross and are filled with aimless zombies. Compared with the east of the bridge, there are many fewer zombies on the west side of the bridge.

To the north of the shantytown is a large road facing the bridge. Li Shixiong should have been withdrawn from this road. Because the bridge was blown up, the zombies couldn't cross, and there weren't many zombies on that road.

He looked at the bridge from the hole he had knocked out, his eyes frozen. I saw a group of zombies jumping into the river, and there seemed to be something in the river, turning up a large white wave, and it was biting at the zombies that fell into the river.

Looking at this scene, Lin Hao suddenly thought of the allusion of "throwing the whip and breaking the stream". If these zombies really want to fill the river, it's really possible. The water level of the river in the city is already low, and these tens of thousands of zombies fill in, the scene is really unimaginable.

No matter, fill your stomach first. Lin Hao touched his stomach, carried the ink sword, and walked downstairs.

The building he is in is an office building for a company, close to the embankment of the Yang River. Coming down from the upper floor, I killed a few zombies along the way, but I didn't encounter any monsters. Now for Lin Hao, zombies are just a bunch of walking meat piles, purely used to practice swordsmanship.

As long as they don't get in the way, Lin Hao doesn't bother to pay attention to them. Lin Hao walked around a few nearby alleys and found a small supermarket. I went into the supermarket and walked around,. It's like being blown by a tornado, and there's no hair left. He walked several more stores in succession, and finally found a supermarket that had not been looted.

The reason why this house was not looted was because there were dozens of zombies at the door. Although Lin Hao is not afraid of zombies, killing zombies is also physical work. Originally, he was starving to death, and he almost lost his strength by slashing indiscriminately.

The supermarket has it all. Lin Hao was not polite, and directly came three or four cans of eight-treasure porridge, and then stuffed intestines and eggs and bread into his mouth, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

There is really no electricity, or Lin Hao will soak him in seven or eight bags of instant noodles to satisfy his hunger.

After eating and drinking, Lin Hao sat on the chair at the cash register, burping, looking at the pile of bread in front of him and still unsatisfied. However, he had to vomit if he wanted to eat again.

The small supermarket is divided into outhouses. The outhouse sells goods, and the inside house lives people. Lin Hao pulled the supermarket roller shutter and lived here.

Lin Hao lived in this small supermarket for a whole week, and every day he was full of food and cultivation, and after he finished cultivating, he went to bed and ate again.

In just one week, everyone else was dying of hunger, and Lin Hao had faint signs of gaining weight.

During this period, Lin Hao also went to a resident's house opposite to take a cold shower and change into clean clothes. There was no way, the previous riot suit was shattered, and his body was covered with dirt and stinky sweat, he looked in the mirror, and he was a sharp brother.

Black T-shirts, jeans, sneakers, hey! With a handsome appearance, it's really handsome. Something seems to be missing, though. By the way, it's so creamy, no wonder people call themselves little white faces.

Lin Hao touched his chin, it seems that in many doomsday movies, the male protagonist has a beard, so the handsome guy Lin Hao also decided to take the male route, he wants to grow a beard. After that, he found a black leather jacket and sunglasses. Dress neatly, look in the mirror again, hey, be stronger, taller, and really have the sense of déjà vu of the "Terminator" T-800.

In seven days, Lin Hao had completely recovered to his pre-apocalyptic mental state, even more energetic than before.

In the past seven days, he thought for a moment, and what he needed most now was to find a soul skill. If you only have soul power but no soul skills, no matter how strong your soul power is, you can't exert it. Better do it than wish it done. Qin Lao had told him before that the secret of the ink sword was in the ancient tomb of Yuankong Temple. No matter what danger there was in that ancient tomb, he decided to give it a try, maybe he could pick up a big red envelope with a big explosion of character.

Yuankong Temple is in Pingshan Ancient Town, Pingshan Ancient Town he has been to before, it is a small town with a history of nearly 1,000 years, and it is also a scenic spot. But I went by car at the time, and I really didn't know how to get there.

Alas! If only you had a mobile phone, open the electronic map and search it at a glance.

In the past seven days, although Lin Hao has no worries about food and clothing, there is no WiFi, no TV, and no woman's life is really difficult. He felt that if he lived in an environment where no one was there for a while, he would definitely get depression.

In the early morning of the seventh day, Lin Hao set off. On the one hand, he had to go to the Yuankong Temple, because the longer it dragged on, the higher the level of the monster. On the other hand, it would be troublesome for the zombie tide to really fill up the river and rush over. That terrifying scene, Lin Hao will never forget.

Lin Hao found a very durable large backpack and a thin blanket, which was stuffed with food. Mainly ham, eggs, canned and other easy-to-preserve foods. The blanket was tied to the back seat of a knockoff motorcycle he was looking for.

Lin Hao rode a motorcycle to the intersection of the shantytown, overlooked the zombie tide that was crossing the river, smiled bitterly, turned the head of the car and drove all the way south. He remembers that the ancient town of Pingshan was just south of Zhongyang City.