Wang Chen reinstalled the gate of the courtyard and moved a table against the broken gate. It is really surprising that this low-level zombie knows how to use stones as weapons. Fortunately, the monster will turn into a point of light and disappear after it dies, otherwise it would be disgusting for the corpse to remain in the yard.

Wang Chen, who was busy with all this, was tired and panting, but fortunately, his physical fitness had been strengthened by his bloodline, otherwise so many things had happened, I am afraid he would have been exhausted. I don't know if there are a lot of such zombies out there now. Are there any other successors? Since its number is 250, there should be at least 249 individual successors. I don't know what kind of reward they get.

Wang Chen, who was lying on the bed, thought about these and quickly thought of an important matter: the food problem.

Now there are so many monsters, street vendors, as well as restaurants and supermarkets that sell food, I am afraid they will all stop. There wasn't much to eat at home. There are four packs of instant noodles, there are some vegetables in the kitchen that have not had time to be fried, and there is a little bit of rice, just relying on these, even if you don't get eaten by monsters, you will starve to death in a few days.

(Check out the nearby supermarket tomorrow, even if the supermarket is closed, there should be a lot of food inside.) When you get out, you can see what has become of the outside. Even if there are monsters, you shouldn't be afraid, but you have already killed two monsters, and you have special abilities, as long as you don't fear those monsters, you are fully capable of killing them! ）

Wang Chen, who was thinking like this, didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was another morning, and he lifted his watch to see that the time on it was "10:07 on December 23, 2011." Countdown to the end: 363 days. ”

After sleeping all night, Wang Chen felt much better, so he ate three packs of instant noodles with pure water and prepared to go to the supermarket.

Before leaving, Wang Chen made some preparations, and Wang Chen searched the room to see if there were any weapons or props that could be used. Rummaging through the house is a habit he developed when he used to play games.

Wang Chen was very impressed by yesterday's kitchen knife, and he just curled the blade after cutting the zombie, so he didn't look at the knives in the kitchen. A hammer for nails was found in the storage room, and a scrapped telephone line was found. Wang Chen thought that he could tie the hammer with a telephone wire, so that he could make a meteor hammer, and after throwing it, he could also pull the telephone wire to retract the hammer.

After combining these two items, Wang Chen tried to pick them up a few times and found that they were quite handy.

I found a lighter in the kitchen, and in many horror games I've played, this kind of inconspicuous item is very useful, so it's natural to take it. Wang Chen glanced back and forth, and suddenly remembered that he had bought a patterned steel sword on Taobao the year before last, and at that time, because he was fascinated by ancient Chinese weapons, he spent more than 200 yuan to buy one. I didn't expect this sword to look beautiful in the photo, but when I bought it, I found that it wasn't very good, so I left it at the bottom of the bookcase and left it alone.

Patterned steel is much harder and tougher than regular steel, and this sword is now in good use.

Turning over the long sword of more than one meter, Wang Chen was about to put the sword, hammer, and lighter into the creation watch, when he suddenly heard a prompt:

"Non-creational items, can't be put in."

Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, and he asked, "What is a Creation Item?" ”

"The item obtained after killing the monster is a kind of creation item, and the lack of permission for other types of creation items cannot be explained."

(Originally, I was going to use the Creation Watch to bring back some more food, but it seems that this idea will not be realized...... ）

Putting the lighter in his pocket, carrying the sword on his back, and pinning the homemade meteor hammer to his waist, Wang Chen took a few deep breaths and walked out resolutely.

There were no pedestrians on the streets, and there were some filthy human corpses lying on some of the ground, no, they couldn't be called corpses anymore, they couldn't be seen at all, bones, minced flesh, hair, and some internal organs. Only a few pieces of broken cloth scattered around can prove that the remains originally belonged to humans.

Some low-level zombies wandered aimlessly on the street, and after Wang Chen walked, these zombies found their target and immediately rushed over.

Looking at these zombies with their hands stretched out, their mouths wide open, the skin on their bodies rotting, and the disgusting liquid flowing from them, Wang Chen swallowed his saliva and secretly cheered himself up:

"It's just the lowest kind of zombies, if you're even scared of these zombies, what about other monsters! Moreover, killing these zombies can get bio energy, and every 10 bio energy points can increase body stats by 1 point. Kill them! You can only become stronger if you kill them! ”

Wang Chen roared, took the hammer on his waist in his hand, and then waved the telephone line and picked it up vigorously, only to hear a "pop", the telephone line broke, and the hammer flew far away into the ditch on the side of the road.

"Damn!"

The meteor hammer with high hopes was actually damaged without any effect, and Wang Chen didn't have time to curse, because several zombies had already arrived in front of his eyes. These zombies stretched out their hands and mouths wide open, and they were about to grab him. Wang Chen pulled out the patterned steel sword on his back, and swung it horizontally, sweeping these zombies to the ground.

The patterned steel sword without a blade naturally couldn't kill these zombies, but fortunately, it was long and hard, and Wang Chen's strength was twice that of ordinary people, and he could sweep out the approaching zombies with a strong swing horizontally. However, the energy consumed is very large, and if you swing it a dozen times like this, it is estimated that you will be so tired that you can't stand up.

Handing the patterned steel sword to his left hand, Wang Chen's hand moved, and the Hungry Ghost's Fang appeared in his right hand. He ran up and stabbed the heads of these fallen zombies a few times, turning them into points of light, and the zombies behind him immediately filled up. Wang Chen panted and waved the weapon in his hand left and right, which was not only the fatigue caused by the consumption of strength on the **, but also the exhaustion caused by mental depression. After all, Wang Chen was an ordinary person two days ago, but now he has to fight against these terrifying zombies.

A large number of zombies continued to pour over, the number was at least hundred, Wang Chen killed several zombies with the teeth of hungry ghosts, and a large number of zombies had surrounded him, almost drowning him. He smashed a gap with his patterned steel sword and rushed out desperately, climbing into the walls of a nearby house. More than a dozen deep wounds on his body were scratched by these zombies, and blood had already flowed out.

Sitting on the ground against the wall, Wang Chen gasped heavily. While it's not too much of a task to kill slow-moving zombies with razor-sharp fangs, how much can you kill yourself? Ten, or twenty? In the face of so many zombies pouring in together, I'm afraid that no matter how powerful people are, they will be desperate......

"Who?"

Just as Wang Chen was thinking about this, he actually heard the shouts of people, and he immediately raised his head with great joy, only to see a man in his 30s holding an iron pipe with a sharp tip and more than two meters long in his hand, and walked out of the house, and behind him, there was a little girl about 10 years old.

In the past two days since he met the monster, it was the first time he had seen the existence of a living person, and Wang Chen's heart was full of surprise. He stood up and was about to speak, only to find that the man was looking at him coldly with a hostile gaze: "Get out of here!" ”

"Well, I'm alive?"

"I know you're alive, and you're going to lure zombies in from the outside, do you want to kill us? Get out! ”

The little girl behind him tugged at the corner of his clothes: "But Dad, his body is bleeding......"

The man pushed the little girl into the room and pointed the sharp iron pipe in his hand at Wang Chen: "Hurry up, if you don't roll, I'll kill you!" ”

The original joy of meeting a living person had completely disappeared, Wang Chen looked at this man gloomily, and the little girl who was hiding behind the door and looking at him with guilt, he bowed down and said, "I'm sorry!" ", and flipped out.