Compared to the oppressive apocalyptic atmosphere of the parallel world, this world is like a sweet dream.

"Buzz! Buzz! ”

The phone on the bedside was vibrating constantly, and it looked like it had been vibrating for a while.

Wang Xiaochuan lay on the bed and didn't want to move, and didn't pay attention to it at all.

Although the battle just now was short, and he believed that he would not die, his heart was still beating faster and he felt soft.

After all, he is just an ordinary person, and he has never fought since he was a child, let alone fought with terrifying mutant zombies. When he killed ordinary zombies before, because ordinary zombies were too weak, he didn't have any sense of threat at all, and he always felt no different from playing games. So although there is pressure, it is acceptable.

But after encountering mutant zombies twice, he realized that the parallel world was not so safe. The pain caused by the battle and the pain caused by death are extremely real, even if he does not really die, experiencing such pain for a long time will make him crazy, perverted, and even committed!

To this day, he recalls the feeling he felt when he was bitten off his neck by a mutant zombie for the first time, and he still feels chills all over his body and his heart is extremely uncomfortable!

That feeling is really not something that ordinary people can bear! It's much more exciting than bungee jumping and jumping machines!

"Buzz, buzz!"

The mobile phone kept ringing, and Wang Xiaochuan lay down for about ten minutes, and finally felt relieved. He picked up his phone and looked at it, found that it was an unfamiliar number, glanced at the name on the note, and remembered who the other party was.

"Hello? Brother Li? ”

"Grass, you kid finally answered the phone! Do you want the fucking stuff that Lao Tzu got you? Almost at the same time as he answered the phone, an irritable voice came out of the earpiece, shocking Wang Xiaochuan, who was still a little nervous, with a brain pain.

Wang Xiaochuan frowned. He heard the angry voice inside, Niu Dali, and thought that he still had to rely on him to sell the gold, so he had to endure it.

If it had been before, when facing such a wicked person, he would have walked far away. But after experiencing two lives and deaths, Niu Dali was nothing in his heart at all. No matter how powerful he is, can he be as powerful as a mutated zombie?

So he didn't bother to pay attention to Niu Dali's tone, and asked directly in a cold tone, "Where are you?" ”

“……”

Niu Dali was silent for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wang Xiaochuan to speak in such a tone.

"Seongdong Waste Recycling Station."

"Okay."

Wang Xiaochuan hung up the phone directly, and then got up.

On the other side, Niu Dali, who was sitting in a dirty silver-gray van, looked at his mobile phone with a cloudy face.

"Did this kid eat gunpowder?"

"Brother Li, who is this kid, it seems to be quite dragging."

There were two people sitting in the van, one was the driver, who looked like a very ordinary middle-aged man, about forty years old, holding the steering wheel and smoking one cigarette after another, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The other was a young man with semi-long country hair, greasy hair and a face full of acne, indicating his age, at most in his early twenties.

"It's none of your business."

Niu Dali replied angrily, then pulled the car door and walked down.

This is a county-level highway leading to the county seat, the road surface is very bad, and there are some vans, large and small trucks and other tool trucks, and few private cars come here.

Niu vigorously lit a cigarette, leaned on the butt of the car, and turned his brain to start thinking about Wang Xiaochuan.

He's been doing this for many years, and he's been in contact with all kinds of people. When he first met Wang Xiaochuan, he could tell at a glance that he was a down-and-out college student who graduated from a third-rate university that is very common in small cities.

This kind of college students have nothing to offer, neither the skills of technical school students to support themselves, nor the qualifications of those major universities to enter high-paying jobs. If you can't get high or low, you can only live in a small place like Xiurong City.

A little better, relying on connections and money to open the way, find a job as a non-staff member of a state-owned enterprise or public institution, and just get past it for the rest of your life.

Generally, you can only start your own business, do a small business or something, and it is okay to work hard for a lifetime.

If it is worse, I am afraid that it will go down the wrong path.

In fact, he also came here like this back then, the difference is yes, when he went to school, college students had not expanded their enrollment, he didn't study well, and he dropped out of school before he even finished high school.

He has always been worried about this matter, if he could have insisted on finishing high school back then, his life would probably be completely different now.

Just when Niu Dali recalled his past years, Wang Xiaochuan also rode his electric small three-wheeler to the east of the city.

"Alas...... It's too much trouble to carry the car upstairs every time, and I wonder if I can cross over in the yard as well. It's too dangerous in the yard though......"

Wang Xiaochuan held one hand in his pocket, playing with the blood energy crystal obtained from the mutated corpse. Streams of energy continued to pour into his body, constantly strengthening his strength, but compared to the beginning, the speed of blood energy pouring in was already very slow.

He vaguely felt that the energy in his body was close to the limit, and he was afraid that he could only absorb less than half of the power in the crystals at most.

"I'm nearly twice as strong now as I was usual! It's probably close to the level of Hercules. But this bit of power is still not enough in the face of mutant zombies. And I'm afraid that the two mutant zombies I encountered are still the weakest of all the mutant zombies. At least the sky-high power I felt in school was definitely much stronger! ”

The school is really not far from Wang Xiaochuan's home, and when he walked out of the community, he could see the school's tall teaching building as soon as he looked up.

Such a close distance made him feel very insecure.

But the blood energy in his body was close to the limit, and he had no idea how to break through next. This thing is not a clear level and method for cultivating martial arts in the novel, he can only explore it by himself, and he doesn't even have a person to communicate with.

The Chengdong Waste Recycling Station is outside the city, a little far from Wang Xiaochuan's home. The speed of the electric car could not be fast, and he walked for about twenty minutes before reaching his destination.

"It's desolate."

Wang Xiaochuan glanced around, only to see that on one side of the road was a cornfield, and on the other side was a walled factory full of all kinds of waste products as high as a mountain.

The gate of the scrapyard is locked, and there is no one in sight, only near the door, a van is parked.

Wang Xiaochuan drove over in an electric car, the door of the van was pulled open from the inside, and Niu Dali walked out, followed by a young man with acne on his face.

"Brother Li, are things ready?"

Wang Xiaochuan had returned to his usual appearance at this time, and said hello to Niu vigorously with a smile.

Niu snorted vigorously and pointed to the inside of the car. The young man behind him pulled open the car door and took out one of the several long strips of objects wrapped in cardboard boxes on the floor and threw it to Wang Xiaochuan.

The thing was heavy and whined in the air. Wang Xiaochuan looked at the other party's mocking look, laughed, and gently reached out to grab it, and grabbed it in his hand. Something weighing several pounds seemed to have no weight in his hands.

Niu Dali and the young man glanced at each other in surprise, the young man's face was a little unconvinced, and he muttered something in a low voice, Niu Dali did not say anything, only his expression became a little gloomy.

Wang Xiaochuan tore open the package, glanced at the contents inside, and nodded. Then he took a small bag out of his pocket and threw it over.