Chapter 5: Exploding the Toothed Wolf

The steel chariot was running in the yellow sand, and the driver, Shen Cong, felt more and more hot.

It's not that the temperature has risen, there is a thermometer in the car, which shows that the current temperature in the car is 26 degrees Celsius. Rather, it was the heat naturally generated in Shen Cong's body, which began to spread from the stomach, and seemed to have a chemical reaction with the activity that the King Kong gave back to him, which was strengthening this activity and strengthening Shen Cong's body.

This heat comes and goes quickly, and in less than five minutes, the heat fades.

Shen Cong could feel his strength, and it seemed to be a little bigger.

"Is this the result of digging worm meat?"

Obviously, yes.

This is a major discovery for Shen Cong, the digging insect meat can actually increase its own activity, and it is a treasure. So in the next journey, Shen Cong really hoped that there would be more long-eyed digging insects to attack him.

But no, I came all the way to the ruins of Wuwei County.

The reason why we know that this is the ruins of the county seat is because a collapsed iron tower appeared in front of it, which is a landmark building built by the county government the year before last, known as the first tower in Anhui. Today's first tower in Anhui is lying quietly on the ground, and the broken tower body is wordless to tell the occurrence of the disaster.

Not far from the tower, the ruins of several dilapidated buildings are a reminder of the once prosperous county seat.

The King Kong slowed down and slowly drove between the ruins, and the battlefield detection radar on the top kept spinning, scanning the surroundings. This scan really made a few flashing bright spots occasionally appear on the radar chart.

There are living creatures, approaching the King Kong at a rapid pace.

Looking at the speed shown on the radar map, it is obviously faster than the King Kong, and you can't dodge it.

"Then don't hide." Shen Cong had the King Kong to rely on, and he wasn't too worried, something could hurt him, and he was looking forward to a few more digging insects.

A few buttons were pressed, and eight telescopic legs stretched out from the side of the chassis of the King Kong, which were inserted into the yellow sand gravel to fix the body steadily. With these eight legs, it would be difficult for a creature like a burrower to shake the King Kong again.

After more than ten seconds, the living creature approached.

Shen Cong thought it was a digging worm, but it wasn't.

It's a couple of wolves!

Or that the mutated dog, larger than the Tibetan mastiff, whined and roared, and it seemed that the situation had mutated from a docile dog to a fierce wolf.

The tooth, in particular, was more exaggerated than that of the saber-toothed tiger, shimmering with the same dull silver sheen as a burrower.

"Your teeth are so big, let's call you tooth wolves." Shen Cong looked at the several mutant dogs roaring around the King Kong through the camera, and silently named them.

It seems that the disaster brought by the meteor shower not only allowed Shen Cong to gain extraordinary abilities, but even these animals.

It's just that no matter how fierce they are, in Shen Cong's eyes, they are just piles of meat products. Tasting the sweetness of digging worm meat, Shen Cong naturally became interested in tooth wolf meat.

The hunt begins.

The skylight at the tail of the container opened, and Shen Cong continued the method of whistle to lure the monster, and when a toothed wolf rushed over and bit at the skylight, Shen Cong directly aimed his crossbow at the mouth of the toothed wolf.

Scold!

A close-range hand crossbow is super powerful, and it is directly a headshot.

A toothed wolf didn't even have time to struggle, and never moved again when it fell to the ground. The death of this toothed wolf did not attract the attention of several other wolves, and it seems that after mutating, they were completely dominated by animal nature and had forgotten their intelligence.

Scold!

Another headshot.

Rub!

The arrow was shot crooked, hitting the toothed wolf's neck, and the wolf struggled for a few moments before he breathed.

Four toothed wolves were shot in a row, leaving three toothed wolves, and finally felt the threat of death and no longer approached the skylight. But the toothed wolf apparently doesn't know that there is a reason called range.

Scold!

Shen Cong's hand crossbow is no worse than that of a professional crossbow player, especially at close range. A toothed wolf was hit by an arrow in the eye, and his brain flowed out of his eye, and he died violently.

Rub!

Another arrow was fired, and another toothed wolf was shot in the eye and died.

The last toothed wolf lacked IQ and knew that it was going to retreat, but it seemed to be unwilling, took two steps back, and then turned back and roared at Shen Cong twice.

This time, it was greeted by crossbow arrows.

Rub!

Insert it precisely into the left eye and straight into the brain.

The last toothed wolf was also shot.

It felt stress-free to kill seven fierce-looking toothed wolves by one person intact. All that remained was to pick up the corpses, but Shen Cong was afraid of digging insects, so he didn't dare to get out of the car indiscriminately, so he chose to use a bulldozer to shovel up the seven toothed wolves and continue to drive through the ruins of the county seat.

The ruins of the county town are getting bigger and bigger, and there is even a building that is half collapsed and half is still standing on one side, and the ground is not so thick with gravel and yellow sand, and you can occasionally see the concrete street pavement.

This place is obviously not able to burrow into the ground.

Shen Cong stayed on the street for a while, making sure that there was no danger, and then cautiously got out of the car. Ever since he encountered the digging bug, he no longer believed in the yellow sand under his feet.

Unfortunately, radar can't scan movement from underground, which greatly reduces security.

Quickly carrying a toothed wolf carcass, Shen Cong hurriedly returned to the car, and he still felt the most secure in the car. Just like analyzing the digging insects, Shen Cong began to study the toothed wolf again.

In the end, the conclusion was reached.

The toothed wolf, a mutated canine, has a low IQ, fast movements, weak combat effectiveness, and a fierce personality.

Similarly, Shen Cong cut off another piece of toothed wolf meat, put more oil and fried it. After taking a bite, within a few minutes, the whole body began to get hot, and the activity in the body increased again, and the momentum was greater than the energy contained in the flesh of the digging worm.

Therefore, Shen Cong added one item to the record of the toothed wolf: the meat is edible and contains a little activity.

After thinking about it, I added one more thing: the taste is a little more unpalatable than dog meat, better than digging worm meat.

……

After eating some toothed wolf meat, he guided the King Kong to exercise for a while.

It was evening, the sun began to set in the west, and the sunset filled half of the sky, sweeping away the gloom of the previous period. Shen Cong climbed onto the roof of the King Kong, blowing the wind, and enjoying the beautiful scenery for a moment.

When the sunset disappeared into the horizon, Shen Cong suddenly realized that he was really in the last days after the disaster.

There are harsh natural conditions, ferocious mutant monsters, and the ruins of a once civilization.

There may be survivors like Shen Cong.

Without the Vajra, how would they struggle to survive in this world?

Shen Cong didn't know.

In his heart, he longs to see the survivors and prove that humanity is not extinct, but he doesn't want to see the survivors, maybe wandering alone in the last days is the life he really wants.

Isn't it just for this day that six years of preparation?

The last burning cloud in the sky was extinguished, and it was completely dark, and Shen Cong had returned to the King Kong, squatting on the ground and grinding the fangs of the tooth wolf.

The teeth of the toothed wolf are very exaggerated, with the length of the wrist to the elbow, one on each side. Dark silver and shiny, it is a metal-like bony substance, similar to the chelicera of a burrower, but stronger. Shen Cong tried the alloy knife, but he could only scratch a little mark on the fangs.

It seems that whether it is a toothed wolf or a digging worm, this part of the bone has been strengthened by activity, and it is far harder than the rest of the body.

"Like metal?"

"The King Kong is also metal."

"Metals are the most active?"

Shen Cong seemed to want to find out the connection, but he didn't have much of a clue. If he couldn't figure it out, he continued to polish the fangs, Shen Cong liked the pair of fangs very much, and planned to make them into daggers and carry them on his body.

In ancient times, tribal chiefs used the teeth and bones of their prey as ornaments to show off their strength, and now Shen Cong has begun to do the same.

Use a file to polish along the root of the fangs, weld a circle of iron sheets, wrap the broken fangs, and soon, a fanged dagger is ready.

As for the other fang, Shen Cong directly collected it as a backup, and he still had six toothed wolves and twelve fangs outside.

After playing for a while, seeing that the time was not early, Shen Cong lay on the small bed, holding the laptop, ready to play the game and go to sleep.

Survival, but also life.

Shen Cong, who has adapted to life in the era of electricity and technology, does not want to live a primitive life. He has several mobile phones and laptops, but unfortunately, he can't connect to the Internet.

No more signals can be found.

Even the satellite signals in the sky, Shen Cong tried to search them by radio, but they were still blank.

Shen Cong speculated that not only Wuwei, not only Anhui, not only China, but the whole world may have been annihilated under the catastrophic storm brought by the meteor shower.

Otherwise, so many days have passed, and the radio station on the King Kong could not have searched for a meaningful signal.

The whole earth has been completely quiet.

As silent as the starry sky of the universe.