"What's wrong?" Finding Xu Wanhu's stunned expression, Xia Fan hurriedly withdrew his leg and held her stupid wolf howling moon knife.

"The two zombies together only contributed a total of 4 spirit sources, and I just played with the drill, so I used 18 spirit sources, and the net loss was 14!" Xu Wanhu looked heartbroken.

"Thousands of little girls, say! Did you deduct it? Xia Fan immediately had a suspicious target.

"Hey, thousands of households are Yang Bailao, not Huang Shiren." Several kindergarten dog planer fonts appear on the screen.

"Palm! Take your family's joy to pay off the debt. Xia Fan slapped the screen.

A stick figure of a little girl being slapped in the face appears on the screen.

"It's not a thousand households, the spiritual source hasn't entered the sea of consciousness of thousands of households at all, what's going on with thousands of households?" Qianhu can isolate Liu Yu's consciousness from detecting the sound in the car, but it can't block the sound from close range. Afraid that someone would eavesdrop, Xu Wanhu gritted his teeth and directly threw 10 spiritual sources to Qianhu, and asked her to tell him the reason with the high-speed transmission function of information streaming.

"I see." After a few seconds, Xu Wanhu digested the information from Qianhu, "There are many factors that affect the amount of spiritual source plundering, the stability of the soul or consciousness body of the plundered party, the skills used by the plundering party, the distance between the two sides, the stay time, and most importantly, the role played by the plundering party in destroying the other party's parasitic spiritual object. ”

"I understand the front so-so, what does the back mean?" Xu Wanhu simplified the complex content, and Xia Fan sounded struggling.

"In other words, I killed those two zombies with too little power, so I got less spiritual source." Xu Wanhu further explained.

"So, you can't make a mending knife? The last drop of blood was snatched in vain? Let's go, let's do what we are doing with Liu Yu. Isn't it for nothing? Xia Fan found that if this continued, they were making a loss-making business.

"Let's follow first, anyway, there are chariots in front and behind now, and before we can drive far, a shell will come." Xu Wanhu felt that things should not be so simple. In the very general pluralistic world that Qianhu said, there must also be cases where the troops are paired with teams to fight, or the old man leads the newcomer, how do they distribute the spiritual source?

"Then the zombies and monsters we drove to kill last night, do you also have a share of the spiritual source we obtained?" Xia Fan looked at Xu Wanhu meaningfully, as if he was collecting debts.

"If you don't get that share, what do you use to activate the spirit seed? How many spiritual sources do you have now? ”

"249, huh...... 256 when you wake up in the morning...... What about you? ”

“……”

"What's the matter, small household." Xia Fan blinked.

"83 ......" Xu Wanhu rolled his eyes, "The four-eyed wolf didn't say that you should upgrade the parasitic object?" ”

"Nope. Since it let it go, it has been spreading joy in its own sea of consciousness, and it doesn't communicate with me. Xia Fan looked sad, "People are more popular than people, your thousand households are Tianhe No. 2, and my stupid dog is a single-chip microcomputer, right?" ”

"Uh...... Next time you change to a spirit seed, just that gorilla, I think it's quite worthy of you. ”

"Xu Wanhu, you're going to die!" Xia Fan made a gesture to pinch Xu Wanhu's thigh.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, drive on business, there's a situation ahead." Xu Wanhu found that the chariot had stopped.

Tanks and infantry vehicles blocked the view, and Xu Wanhu sat in the low [Wuling Hongguang? I can't see what's going on in front of me.

"All pay attention, a small group of zombies has appeared on the road in front of a group of convoys, and they have entered a state of alert." The military walkie-talkie placed in the car remembered Liu Yu's voice. Liu Fuman's walkie-talkie, Liu Yu called it early, and then returned it. Now there is a military walkie-talkie in every car, and Xu Wanhu also has one in his car.

Now a convoy has traveled about three kilometers, passing through sparsely housed villages and farmland, and into the streets of the city, where a large number of small zombies are still roaming around that have not been carried away by the zombie horde.

Before Liu Yu's words fell, the howls of zombies came one after another in front of him.

The sound sent panic to the survivors in the convoy behind.

But for Xu Wanhu and Xia Fan, after seeing last night's zombie tide, it is simply not worth mentioning.

After a moment's pause, the tank restarted and sped forward, running over the zombies.

The infantry fighting vehicle did not move, and Xu Wanhu did not plan to move.

After the tank drove away, the field of vision in front was empty, and dozens of zombies blocked two hundred meters in front of the four-lane road.

"There's someone in the house." Xia Fan pointed to the small building next to the zombie.

The periphery of the city is all newly urbanized rural areas, and most of the small buildings on both sides of the street were built by the villagers themselves, and the floors are generally three to four floors. Some zombies saw the tank rushing over, and pounced on it with their teeth and claws, and a small half of the zombies behind were still squeezing towards the gate of the building, which means that there was their "food" on it.

The tank soon came into contact with the zombies head-on, and some of the zombies didn't know how to dodge, so they collided with the tank in a daze, and the result was that they were crushed into pulp. Some of the zombies hurriedly avoided the sides, and then continued to pounce on the convoy behind. The infantry fighting vehicles moved and ran forward side by side like tanks.

Seven zombies that survived the tank and were able to move rushed towards the infantry vehicles.

"Daughter-in-law, get ready." Xu Wanhu fed half of the spiritual source to thousands of households.

Zombies that can dodge tanks are almost all evolved, and if they can dodge tanks, they can also dodge infantry vehicles.

Sure enough, Rao is an old driver sitting in the infantry car, and he still only crushed four zombies.

The remaining three zombies passed through the infantry vehicle and increased their speed towards the convoy behind.

Xu Wanhu saw that one of the zombies still jumped on the roof of the infantry vehicle from the front, and then climbed down.

The tank's target was the small half of the zombies surrounding the small building in front of it, and the infantry vehicle fell backwards after braking suddenly, but the speed could not catch up with the three upgraded zombies.

Xu Wanhu saw the panic on the face of the driver behind him from the camera, some people in the car body had dropped their weapons and ran towards the back, and the team leader played by the young retired soldier couldn't stop him.

Fortunately, the team leaders had not been retired for a long time, and the sense of discipline was still there, and they didn't shoot without Liu Yu's order.

Liu Yu had confessed before that he had to listen to instructions when he shot and fired, and if he didn't have to shoot until he had to, if he didn't listen to the command, and if he affected the battle situation, the whole family would be expelled from the refuge camp.

The day after the cataclysm, many people have begun to adapt to the rhythm that the last days should have, and there are people who do not take the words of this military commander seriously, but not many.

Those who clearly looked unruly had been screened out as early as last night when they were selected to go on the expedition.

Unless you're a parasite for an urgent need of the organization, you'll have to walk on your stomach in this camp.

In the last days, in organized survival groups, discipline is even more important.