"Where's the smoke, boy?" Baker wore a domineering alloy armor that shone in the sun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Give." Herring pulled two cigarettes out of his breast pocket and handed them over, Baker smiled with satisfaction and said, "I can't live without it." ”

"You know the rules there, right?" Herring stared at Baker with a slightly mournful gaze.

"Oh, haha, I know you kid will definitely win against them, the people there are all rubbish, how can you have a good physique, so I didn't tell you." Baker dismantled a pack of cigarettes, lit a fire and smoked in enjoyment.

Herring shook his head helplessly, he did win, so there was nothing to complain about.

"I was attacked by zombies on the way there." Hering said coldly, he took out the original tattered winter suit, and the huge crack on the back of the suit made Baker's face instantly freeze.

"Where did you meet it?!" Baker asked with a strained face, serious and eager.

"There's a huge crack ahead, I'm dead, and I'm almost dead." Herring made a long story short and recounted his previous experience.

Baker scratched his beard, nodded solemnly, and said: "This is because of this on my mission, someone reported that there were zombies in Antarctica, and the headquarters sent us to verify, after all, there are always scammers who want to get a bounty." ”

"But this time there is no need to verify, I will report directly to the headquarters." Baker praised Herring, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would have the strength to fight the zombies and survive.

"Did you get scratched by him?" Baker asked, frowning.

"No, the winter suit is of good quality." Hering said lightly.

"It's good if you don't, this matter is beyond the scope of your imagination, you go back for a physical examination first, and leave the rest to us, the overrun warriors will definitely protect the safety of Antarctica, good luck." Baker gave him a hug, handed over the commission to Herring to get the black card back, and went on with his mission.

Herring looked at Baker's excellent armor, and he realized that Baker's arm was already healed, and what a terrifying recovery power the Overlimit possessed! Herring's heart swelled. After calming down, he returned to the stronghold.

As soon as she walked in the door, Yelena pounced on Hering with anxiety, her pretty face full of worry: "Xiaoling, where have you been?" I thought something was wrong with you. ”

"It's okay, I just went out for a walk, Nanjiang City is quite big." Even he didn't believe the lies Heling's fabrication, and soon Elena saw through his lies and pulled the dagger from his waist.

"Hang out and have a dagger?" Yelena asked dissatisfied, pouting.

"I'll tell you everything in the future, and I won't worry you anymore." Herring rubbed Yelena's hair and said softly.

"I'm glad Mina was able to get in touch with here, otherwise I'd have gone crazy." Elena burst into tears, and it was much better to see that Herring was safe and sound.

Hering was dragged by Li Colin to check before being released, and the fact that he encountered zombies had been reported to the headquarters by Mina, Li Colin got the news as soon as possible, and sent Baker and his party to verify, but he didn't expect that it was Hering who was in distress.

This has received great attention from the Earth Defense System, which has increased the patrols of overrunners on the Antarctic ice sheet and the use of satellites to detect and protect the safety of cities.

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A month had passed quickly, and the jade potion had been injected into Heling's body in three times, and he clearly felt that the irascible golden blood in his body had been neutralized, and there was no more unwarranted anger.

He Ling looked at his watch, the time was up, put on the special black armor that Li Colin had prepared for them, and then got up and walked towards the Nanjiang City Presidential Building.

The black armor is extremely hard, even zombies can't bite it easily, Li Colin knows how dangerous the first mission of the overrun is, so he specially sent someone to make it, and the five people put it on are very mature, and they walk on the street with envious eyes.

You know, this kind of black armor is also very expensive in military stores.

Today is the first day of the overrun detection conference, and the developed area of Nanjiang City is crowded with people, and the road is full of special cars going to the presidential building, and air sports cars pass by, heading in one direction together.

The streets are full of people and the noise fills the whole city, and the city of Nanjiang has been cordoned off by the Earth Defense System, but this cannot stop the enthusiasm of parents and children.

There are young people who are well-dressed and come to the test in luxury sports cars, and they have in their minds that the overrun is the representative of the prestige power, and there is no such thing as danger at all.

Hering doesn't think so, the overrun is the existence of the front line of the battle, and the casualties are also several times that of ordinary armies, what he looks forward to is the enhancement of strength, not to show off to others, once the purpose of becoming an overlimit person changes, then this person's future must be dark.

The presidential building is not far away, but the serious traffic jam makes Herling and them very speechless, Hu Xiaopang has been talking non-stop next to him, which makes the boring crowding a kind of fun.

"Let me tell you, our outfit is definitely a male god and goddess, you see these people are looking at us and envying us!" Hu Xiaopang said with a smug face, and posed to everyone after speaking.

"Come on, people are looking at you for being fat, wearing such expensive black armor, and they are laughing at your funny." Li Wenjie hit Hu Xiaopang's self-esteem cheaply, and several people chatted like this, and before they knew it, they arrived at the door of the presidential building.

The Presidential Building is the tallest building in the city and the headquarters of various organizations in Nam Giang City, where every recognized organization can work without disturbing each other, and some are just fighting in secret.

It was a very luxurious place, and in front of the door were more than a dozen oversized soldiers wearing sophisticated armor to maintain order, allowing everyone who participated in the inspection to enter one by one.

Parents and outsiders could only wait here, and Hering squeezed in with the crowd, and were all stunned to see what they saw inside.

It was a huge hall, resplendent enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and in front of it was a reception desk, where fifty young women in neatly dressed suits were smiling and greeting the arrivals.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please go to Lane 3 for testing." A young woman smiled and led Hering and his party to the third passage, where group registration is accepted, and Hering walked in together after signing the papers.

Unlike the outside, inside is a large laboratory, dozens of long tables filled with test tubes, and hundreds of doctors wearing masks and white coats are injecting each person with an unknown drug.

"Personnel who have been injected with overrun serum protein should wait in the rear rest area, and the results will be available after half an hour to detect whether the body is overrun constitution." The sound of the radio reaches everyone's ears.

Hering walked to the table and sat down, took off his black armor, and even the doctor praised the upper body full of muscles and lines, the doctor picked up the syringe and pierced Hering's artery, the red serum was pushed into the blood vessels, and an inexplicable burst appeared all over Hering's body.