The middle-aged man in the suit was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Zimo to be so powerful, but immediately he thanked the kind Chao Zimo, "Thank you little brother for saving your life." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this little brother, I don't know what to call it? ”

The middle-aged man in the suit lowered his head in thanks, and his posture was very low. But Zimo didn't even look at him, he cut off the head of the bloody eye.

Take out the blood crystal in the head of the blood eye, this kind of blood eye seems to be different from those low-level zombies and alien beasts.

The chance of having a Celestial Crystal in the brains of low-level zombies and alien beasts is very small. Only when it has evolved to a certain point will each of them appear Celestial Crystals.

As for the Blood Eye, each of them had blood crystals in the beginning. Does this mean that from the beginning of the mutation, Bloody Eye is more advanced than zombies?

All right. I seem to be thinking too much about this question. Because this is the one who has awakened their natal incarnation, and some of them have incarnated in their natal form, even if it is only a half-baked natal incarnation, it is also a natal incarnation.

This is not much worse than that of human evolutionaries. If the Bloody Eye also develops into a race, it will definitely have more potential than the Corpse Clan.

Regarding Zimo's attitude, a trace of anger appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man in the suit with his head down, and Zimo had already turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Ate it."

Zimo took out the blood crystal, in this case, gaining strong strength is everything, if you want to survive, you must also need strong strength.

Zimo judged that the energy in this blood crystal was probably purer and more abundant than that of the heavenly crystal.

It's just that, but I don't know if there are any side effects, Zimo doesn't dare to absorb it. In case he turned into a monster with bloody eyes, Zimo would have no place to cry.

He can't do anything without a watch, just find a few more living people to experiment. Of course, this kind of thing, Zimo will not find a random person to experiment.

After all, he's not some heinous devil either. However, there will always be people who don't open their eyes to bump into them, such as this middle-aged man in a suit who thinks he is smart.

This is already the third person Zimo has found, and the other two have no adverse reactions. As long as there is no reaction to this, Zimo will try it himself.

There are some risks, and you still have to take them.

The middle-aged man in the suit was stunned, but immediately anger appeared on his face, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him, who looked harmless to humans and animals, was so ruthless in doing things, and he actually used him as a guinea pig.

"Little brother, maybe it's too ruthless, I'm grateful to my little brother for saving my life. But if the little brother thinks that I am an easy person to handle, then I am wrong. ”

"Little brother, can you protect me for a while. When I return to the family, there will be a recompense. You want experiments, as many as you want, I'll catch you as many as you want. ”

The middle-aged man in the suit replied angrily, but he hadn't torn his face yet, and even gave Zimo a promise, and of course, inadvertently revealed the seemingly unintentional threat of his family.

But thinking about it, in fact, the child is talking nonsense, protecting him and returning to the family, at this time, Zimo himself still wants to go out, as for whether his family still exists, what about another thing about Haihuasi.

As for future experiments? The important thing is the time now, what is the use in the future?

His idea was very good, but he misestimated Zimo.

All right. No one in the Pure Land has overestimated Zimo. They all like to use their own way to deal with Zimo, so, they are all dead.

Zimo's expression did not change, but looked at the middle-aged man in the suit and said, "In the wasteland, the rescued person is a slave who wants to be a lifesaver." The strong man saves the weak, not because of anything else, but simply because he is useful. ”

The middle-aged man in a suit heard Zimo's words, and cold sweat already appeared on his head, but he still said, "This is a pure land, not a wasteland, isn't it?" ”

Zimo looked at the middle-aged man in the suit, hehe, naïve, and said indifferently, "Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid?" ”

The middle-aged man in the suit wanted to say something, but Zimo didn't give him a chance, the hidden blade in his hand brought up blood, and only heard a scream, and the middle-aged man in the suit had his left arm cut off.

"This is not a wasteland, but I am a wastelander." Zimo's face did not change at all, and the words he said were murderous, "In the wasteland, people who have no value will die." ”

"You should be glad you still have some value, so you don't have to die now." The hidden blade was on the neck of the middle-aged man in the suit, and the cold touch made the middle-aged man in the suit really feel the taste of death.

Zimo was now like a devil, looking at him, "Eat or die?" ”

The middle-aged man in the suit no longer doubted Zimo's words, he endured the pain and devoured the blood crystal.

Zimo carefully observed the reaction of the middle-aged man in the suit. It doesn't seem to have changed, and there is no sign of loss of sanity in the eyes.

When Zimo observed the changes in the middle-aged man in the suit and his body, he was stunned, the wound of the middle-aged man in the suit who had lost his left arm was healing rapidly. This is the first time he has found out, and the first two times there were no injuries, and there was no such situation.

Zimo reconnected his severed left arm, and that left arm quickly regained its mobility. Suddenly thought of something, the hidden blade in his hand, waved it again, and there was another scream, and one of the fingers of the middle-aged man in the suit was cut off.

Then something strange happened, the severed finger of the middle-aged man in the suit appeared with a blood mist, and then at a speed visible to the naked eye, new fingers began to grow.

At this time, Zimo carefully recalled the bloody eyes that were fighting with him, and only then did he remember a detail that he had overlooked, each bloody eye seemed to have an amazing ability to heal itself. But under his own hands, he didn't have a chance to perform, so he died.

The middle-aged man in the suit had happy eyes, he felt that his strength was improving, this didn't mean that he didn't have to be afraid of that demon boy.

The joy of the middle-aged man in the suit naturally did not hide it from Zimo, and repeatedly confirmed that he would not lose his mind by absorbing blood crystals.

Zimo felt that it was almost there, and then the hidden blade in his hand swung out again.

I didn't expect the middle-aged man in the suit to resist, but that's all.

"Aren't worthy people not to die?" The middle-aged man in the suit only came to ask a word urgently, and closed his eyes unwillingly.

Zimo collected all the hidden blades and glanced at the corpse of the middle-aged man in the suit, "Value changes over time, valuable people don't have to die, but you have no value now." ”

After speaking, Zimo took out a blood crystal, his face kept changing, others devoured it, after all, it was only someone else's, and only by devouring it himself could he calculate its effect.

Then, make the most of it, increase your strength, and survive the shocking changes in Star City and even the Pure Land.

It's gambling again. Zimo sighed helplessly, thinking that he needed to gamble every time, he hated the feeling that this kind of thing was not under his control, and he had to take risks every time.

This bet, in case of losing the bet, to a certain extent, is more terrible than dying. Becoming a monster with bloody eyes is probably harder for you to accept than dying.

When there is a 50% chance of winning the gamble, and there is enough profit, then the gamble needs to continue.

Zimo let out a breath and sighed when he became so indecisive, didn't he worry too much, he would become sentimental and unwilling to die?

He didn't hesitate, and put the blood crystal in his hand into his mouth. His brows furrowed, different, the heavenly crystal gave people that warm feeling, and the blood crystal gave people a cold feeling.

He felt a stream of ice flowing through his body, and in this state, he didn't feel the feeling of longing to kill, which means that he will not become a monster who only knows how to kill.

But he felt a coldness in his mind, a very sane state. Zimo also felt that these blood crystals were transforming their own flesh, which was different from the heavenly crystals, which could be felt directly.

Zimo found a mirror and found that there was no blood in his eyes, but his body was stronger and his self-healing power was stronger.

At present, the most obvious effect of blood crystals is to increase the strength of the flesh. As for the side effects, they have not yet been discovered.

Zimo puppet continued on the road, while thinking about how to use blood crystals to improve his strength.