Whether Liu Qingrou could escape smoothly or not, Qin Xiaotian didn't dare to make up his mind in his heart.

But in this situation, he definitely can't go.

Between the centipede swarm and the zombie swarm, whether it was forward, backward, or back to the sewers, he didn't have that chance.

As for flying into the sky, Qin Xiaotian asked himself if he couldn't fly a distance of 100 meters, and now he couldn't think of any other countermeasures except for death.

It's a good chicken, it's so wasted!

Shaking his head, Qin Xiaotian panicked in his heart, this trumpet was abolished before it could be raised, and no one could accept it!

However, after being helpless and looking down on life and death, Qin Xiaotian did not have so much pressure in his heart.

walked calmly towards the centipede group.

Qin Xiaotian would rather be poisoned by a centipede than a bloody corpse.

On the other side, the centipede group surrounded by a group of zombies, seeing Qin Xiaotian coming over indifferently, suddenly rioted.

They can't resist the zombie horde, but it's still okay to deal with a mutant chicken.

In just three breaths, Qin Xiaotian was overwhelmed by the centipede swarm, feeling the pain of biting from his eyelids, Qin Xiaotian's heart did not rise at all.

This pain is not worth mentioning at all compared to the pain of being bitten by a mechanical beast when testing the initial talent in the Blue Star Virtual Warehouse!

……

"Sure enough, it's back!"

Looking at the familiar training hall, Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As the chicken's body was bitten to death by a group of centipedes, Qin Xiaotian's consciousness instantly fell into a coma, and when he recovered again, he found that he had returned to his homeland.

"Personal Information Section:

Consciousness Number: C04241—27451545451251

Name: Qin Xiaotian

State of Consciousness: Nascent (2/10)

Intensity of Consciousness: Low

Home assets: 312 meritorious service

Note: The consciousness body descended on the last world '1241', and killed 222 F-class and below-level lifeforms, 0 E-class lifeforms, and 0 D-class lifeforms,...... ）

Homestead Permissions: Level 1

Homestead Logic: No anomalies

Residual time: 199 days 23:55:6"

Looking at the data on the personal information page, Qin Xiaotian suddenly complained in his heart.

The number 222 is a real pain in the ass.

He only remembered that he had killed seventy to eighty zombies in the library, and the next hundred erasing exploits were obviously killed by Liu Qingrou and Yan Yan in the three days after his consciousness returned.

In addition to the change in the value of the merit, only the value behind the state of consciousness and the remaining time have changed.

As for the rest, things like permissions, they're still the same.

The change of the above two values, Qin Xiaotian also probably has points in his heart, and the intensity of his consciousness state is at the elementary level, but the number behind it has changed from '1' to '2', which should represent the world he has experienced.

Consciousness was born, the primitive world was '1', and he was born in world 1241, experiencing the survival of a chicken until death, and a cycle increased a little.

As for the rest of the world, it's better to understand.

The last time he entered World 1241, the remaining time was 99 days, 23:55:6, which was 100 days longer than then.

The reincarnation of a world, adding 100 days to the time, this understanding seems to be incorrect!

Nodding thoughtfully, thinking of Sister Bingbing's passivity, Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but secretly think to himself, if his thoughts returned to Lan Xing's body, would time continue to pass here?

Shaking his head suddenly, throwing this doubt to the back of his head, Qin Xiaotian looked at the scarlet post on the light screen, and suddenly fell into silence.

The number of applicants in the post is much higher than when he first applied.

Through a birth, Qin Xiaotian roughly understood the meaning of this number.

Behind these numbers, each one represents a zombie, a mutant beast, or a mutated plant, only the normal natives of the original world, the homeland can all arrange for the birth of a consciousness body.

"Then Sister Bingbing reincarnated me from my home planet to the Blue Star, isn't it against the logic of my homeland?" Thinking slightly in his heart, the corners of Qin Xiaotian's mouth twitched.

Looking at the application button above, Qin Xiaotian hesitated, taking advantage of the fact that there was still the world on Sister Bingbing's side, Qin Xiaotian spent 10 merits to apply for a place, ready to verify his previous guess.

The streamer flickered, the same as the previous one.

What Qin Xiaotian drew this time was an 'F-level potential xenomorph', that is, an ordinary zombie.

"Have a great trip, as you wish!"

Familiar voices, familiar scenes, when Qin Xiaotian's consciousness was awake again, he had already descended on World 1241 again.

Familiar world, but Qin Xiaotian has changed from a hen to a 'human', well, at least in appearance.

"Compared to normal people, the vision is almost completely lost, the hearing is reduced by half, but the sense of smell is three times more amplitude!"

Sniffing his nose slightly, he moved his body, feeling the foul smell emanating from his whole body, Qin Xiaotian's face was suddenly full of disgust.

The abilities of this body are similar to those of normal people in all aspects, but compared to those who have carried the baptism of the virus, it is simply a waste.

No wonder you could kill so many with the body of a chicken at that time!

Secretly complaining, Qin Xiaotian controlled this body and walked out.

Although the sense of smell was strengthened, the smell on his body was covered, and Qin Xiaotian could only rely on his sense of hearing to catch the same kind in front of him.

Plop –

With a muffled sound, Qin Xiaotian had just walked seven or eight steps, the soles of his feet were empty in an instant, and his whole center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground.

the chicken!

Straightening his crooked nose may be the reason for the stiffness of his nerves, but Qin Xiaotian did not feel the slightest pain.

Without the aid of vision, Qin Xiaotian would be blind now!

Slowly getting up from the ground, he now finally knew why the zombies were dragging their feet under normal conditions.

This special meow is exploring the way.

With a wail in his heart, Qin Xiaotian carefully leaned out a foot and slowly slid across the ground, making sure that it was flat before falling.

With the other foot, following the same number of paths, Qin Xiaotian slowly moved forward.

It was about thirty meters away, and he walked for two minutes.

Ho –

Listening to the sound emanating from the same kind, Qin Xiaotian stretched out his hand and handed it to the other party's chest without hesitation.

"Let's go!"

Bang –

At the moment when Qin Xiaotian tore off the piece of base flesh on the other party's heart, the zombie instantly fell to the ground and lost its movement.

"Damn, I've had enough!"

Then he threw the jihua meat on the ground, Qin Xiaotian snorted, put his hand into his chest, and took off the piece of jihua meat in his heart with a chirp.

Feeling the obviously large piece in front of him, the moment Qin Xiaotian was unconscious, a wave of resentment suddenly rose in his mind.

"It's a mother again!"