"Soul Fire Master", this is the ability that Wang Qi gained when he unlocked the first page of the book. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info can use the soul fire in the body to transform the objects that are touched by oneself and give the other party some special functions.

It's a lot like the ability in the movie Ghost Rider starring Nicolas Cage. Wang Qi also wanted to try if he could make a motorcycle with a sleek shape and surrounded by flames.

However, this wish is obviously not possible for the time being, because the consumption of soul fire to transform objects with soul fire domination is directly proportional to the size of the object and the complexity of the structure.

With the soul fire energy he has accumulated in his body now, it is estimated that he will not even be able to transform the shell of a motorcycle.

But when it comes to soul fire, this kind of thing is simply a panacea in the world of the undead.

Including the evolution of the undead creatures themselves, it is also carried out through the accumulation of soul fire.

They can slowly accumulate on their own—of course, this can become extremely fast after killing and devouring the flesh of living beings. Sometimes, when there is nowhere to hunt for living creatures, they even fight and plunder each other.

Wang Qi couldn't figure out why this kind of soul fire, which only undead creatures could absorb, could also absorb and evolve itself? This made him wonder what means the mysterious foreign man used to save himself from a terminal illness.

Yes, when I first woke up, I was completely deluded by the joy of coming back from the dead and getting a strong body, and I didn't think about such a question at all. The terminal disease of liver cancer cannot be cured at all with the medical technology of today's world.

What's more, now my strong and somewhat terrifying body is not like something that can be exercised by normal methods.

Could it be that he has become an undead creature himself?!

A terrible thought flashed through his mind, Wang Qi's body trembled, and he subconsciously covered his chest with his hands. Fortunately, the heartbeat is still there, calm and powerful, the body is still flowing with blood, and he is still a living being.

"Do you smoke?"

Zhao Lin on the side didn't notice Wang Qi's abnormality, took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and stretched out the cigarette case in front of him, "If the end really comes, this thing will be scarce in the future, smoke one less one......"

Wang Qi nodded in agreement, took it and lit one, inhaled deeply, and the spicy smoke poured into his lungs, which lifted his spirits slightly.

In the field, the fat man Fang Ke was busy. In the battle just now, Wang Qi contributed the most, and Zhao Lin became a wounded again, so the heavy responsibility of collecting food fell on him.

But he didn't have any complaints, now is a time when everyone is working together to survive, and it's a stupid thing that only a brain-dead person would do if he cares about those details.

Picking up a few tattered plastic bags in the field, Fang Ke packed the collected vegetables and fruits on his back, and Zhao Lin and Wang Qi, who had rested enough, also went over to help.

Fang Ke was still hesitantly asking if these vegetables would also be contaminated by the biochemical virus, but Wang Qi volunteered to grab a carrot and gnaw it in a big bite.

Because he already knew that it was not a biochemical virus that caused this disaster, but an undead invasion that appeared for unknown reasons.

It's just such a thing, but he doesn't know how to tell the other two people, after all, he is still confused. Believe it or not, maybe you'll be treated as a monster. Even if you want to explain, you have to wait until you have a thorough understanding of what happened to you.

Thinking about their hearts, the three of them continued to move forward, but Wang Qi was secretly estimating his strength. According to the analysis of some undead creatures in that ancient book, the undead zombies belong to the lowest level of the "pyramid of the undead", and they have proper cannon fodder strength.

The undead at this level are collectively referred to as "gray spirits", and they are all undead creatures that have just been transformed from dead corpses. They don't have much fighting power, and they only act on instinct.

Undead creatures in the early stage of the Grey Spirit will only simply pounce and bite, and after evolving to the middle stage of the Grey Spirit, they will also use some simple tools to attack. With their strength beyond ordinary people and their bodies that are not afraid of ordinary injuries, once they form a scale, it will be a disaster for ordinary humans.

Wang Qi had been able to win one-on-two in the face of the mid-stage zombies of the gray spirits holding weapons before, so the strength should be above them, as for whether he had broken through the late stage of the gray spirits and entered the soul stage of a higher order, he had to continue to explore in the future battles.

Shadowy houses could already be seen in the distance, apparently close to the nearest village. However, the three of them decided not to rush into the village. After all, with the population distribution of modern society, the population of a village like this near a big city is also in the thousands.

Although not all of them have become the living dead, it is still very dangerous to enter rashly.

Now that it's getting dark and the sky is overcast, it might be completely dark in an hour or two, so it's better to find a safe place to hide and get through the night before considering whether to go into the village and investigate.

Temporary shelters are not hard to find. On the edge of the nearby fish pond, there are occasionally small houses with red bricks and black tiles, simple and narrow. It was the hut where the night watchman who watched the fishpond occasionally lived, and of course, was vacant most of the time.

I found what seemed to be the strongest house, picked the lock on the door, and used a lighter to shine a picture inside. The area of the house is naturally not large, less than ten square meters, but there is a small bamboo bed inside, and the quilt looks dirty and old, but it is already a very rare material now.

After putting down the vegetables, Fang Ke wanted to find some waste wood and hay to build a fire, but this proposal was immediately stopped by Wang Qi. He already knew that the undead had a strong ability to drive light at night, and that lighting a fire here was like dying by hanging a banner above his head that read "Welcome to taste".

However, the reason for saying it is naturally that the situation is unknown, and caution is the best, but fortunately, Zhao Lin and Fang Ke are also cautious by nature, and they are deeply impressed by Wang Qi's proposal. Fortunately, they found an old flashlight on the edge of the bamboo bed, so that the minimum lighting could be satisfied.

Vegetables and fruits can be cleaned in the fish pond on the side, and it is not much of a problem to eat them raw.

It's just that drinking water is more troublesome, and in the end I pinched my nose and went to the fish pond to dig some pond water to drink, the taste was bitter and astringent, mixed with a strange smell. Now I can only pray that my stomach is strong enough not to cause diarrhea and get really troubled.

Night finally fell, Wang Qi let Zhao Lin and Fang Ke go to bed early, and he volunteered to stand on the first shift. Because once again, he found that his eyesight was clearer in this dark night than he could see during the day.

This discovery made him smile bitterly, and he became more and more suspicious of whether he was a human at this time, or if he had really become an undead creature like a fish in water at night.

Undead creatures love darkness and hate light, and if exposed to the scorching sun, their activity will be greatly reduced. However, because of the cloudy clouds in the sky, the sunlight that came down through the clouds had lost its threat to them.

Of course, the time that really belongs to them is still in such a dark night.

With his extraordinary night vision, Wang Qi could see the ghosts and shadows in the direction of the village, and there was a strange roar. Occasionally, the flickering light of fire, mixed with the wails of human beings before death, makes people shudder to hear the call from hell.

On this night, I don't know how many lives withered......

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