Taking advantage of Jiang Liubing's healing, Xia Wushuang did a very outrageous thing. Even Rena's friends, who liked him the most, were stunned, and then looked at him with disgust in their eyes.

So what is Xia Wushuang doing? That's right, you read that right, he was using a sharp Tang knife to dissect the foul-smelling corpse of the Fat Water Warrior; And cut them from head to toe, splitting them into a pile of palm-sized corpses.

"Big brother, don't whip the corpse! This smell ...... Well...... I'm going to go! The quartz man covered his nose with his hands and wailed indiscriminately. The stench in the air that had grown stronger from the dissection of the Fat Water Warrior almost suffocated him.

"You know the." Xia Wushuang spat on the quartz man's face. He dissected the Fat Water Warrior, not to vent his anger, of course, but to try his luck and see if he could find a few magical runes engraved into its body.

Creatures like the Fat Water Warriors, synthesized with necromancy; In most cases, it is impossible to have a soul. Therefore, if necromancers want them to have the ability to use magic, they can only inscribe runes in their bodies.

Xia Wushuang now made a small holy grail, as long as he didn't squander his magic power too much, there would be no depletion of his magic power. As a result, he is now in dire need of a lot of magic to replenish his skill reserves, in order to improve his use of magic and overall strength.

Hard work pays off. Xia Wushuang tinkered for a few minutes, and finally found four pieces of minced meat tattooed with magic runes from the chest cavity of the Fat Water Warrior.

But what made him feel a little embarrassed was that three of the four pieces of minced meat were so rotten that they didn't look like they; The rest of the whole piece is still inscribed with a ring-shaped rune.

"Isn't it going to hit the jackpot...... Seven, come out and take a look, this thing seems to be the aura skill of the Fat Water Warrior?! Seeing the ring-shaped runes, Xia Wushuang called out to No. 7 excitedly.

But there was no response from the sea of souls, and it seemed that Seven didn't want to bird him at all.

“…… Well, I was really angry. Xia Wushuang touched his nose helplessly, took out a few glassware from the storage ring, and packed the four pieces of minced meat separately.

"Xia Wushuang, are you psychopathic?" Rena couldn't stand it anymore, with heroic sword eyebrows, and the whole look of disgust.

"If psychopathology can give me greater benefits, I would rather be a so-called psychopath." Xia Wushuang put the minced meat into the space ring, stared at Rena seriously, and taught her the truth of being a human being again: "It's the end of the world now, if you can't adapt to it, you can only be eliminated by it." ”

Speaking of this, Xia Wushuang suddenly smiled at everyone: "Just like just now, disgusting is a little disgusting." However, I can get a free skill for this, do you think I lost or earned? ”

Xia Wushuang's words caused everyone to think, but could this kind of thinking allow them to go further in this hellish apocalypse. I don't know.

"Da Bingye, what do you think?" Xia Wushuang saw that Jiang Liubing's two bottles of life potion had gone down, and his complexion had almost recovered, so he opened his mouth and teased him.

Jiang Liubing glanced at Xia Wushuang's iron rooster, glanced at Rena again, and reluctantly stood up from the ground. "What can I see, of course, I watched it with Kuaibo."

"Whoa! You two are stinky rascals! Rena really couldn't stand these two undisciplined men, and after scolding, she turned around and walked away.

"Huh? How did I become a stinking rascal. Xia Wushuang, who was innocently lying on the gun, expressed his dissatisfaction.

But except for the quartz man, no one paid attention to him at all.

"Forget it, even if I'm a hooligan."

Xia Wushuang reluctantly accepted the facts, which immediately caused a lot of laughter, but he didn't dwell too much time on such a trivial matter. After everyone laughed, he looked at the sewer in front of him, which seemed to have no end, and said in a deep voice: "Cheer up, before we join the army, we may be overwhelmed by the endless strange tide at any time." ”

Everyone's laughter converged with Xia Wushuang's words, and they quietly followed Xia Wushuang, continuing to stroll in the silent sewers.

After that battle with the Fat Water Warriors, there seemed to be no other more powerful monsters in the sewers. Although there are occasionally some ghouls who are eating corpses, more often than not, they are a group of living dead with only five combat power and can only bully quartz men.

"Is this the calm before the storm...... Xia Wushuang muttered silently, ready to face the ghosts of the underworld at any time. Although he, like Seven, thinks that his group has no chance of winning in front of that kind of thing, this does not affect his mood of wanting to fight.

A lamb who doesn't know how to resist is definitely not called Pleasant Goat.

It's just that the situation doesn't seem to be as bad as Xia Wushuang thought. Everyone walked along the corridor for nearly an hour, not only did they not encounter the ghosts of the underworld, but even the various rotten monsters that often appeared around them became fewer.

"Is it a mistake?" Along the way, Xia Wushuang and the others passed through several forks, but they kept moving eastward, and did not try to die, and went to take a look at other passages.

"Boss, something is wrong!" As he walked, the quartz man suddenly trotted to Xia Wushuang's side, pointing to the rickety living dead not far away: "Since ten minutes ago, these guys have this face, and they still have this face, and they are not clones, how can they look exactly the same?" ”

"......" Xia Wushuang only felt that his heart and liver trembled. The quartz man didn't say it, he really didn't notice; The living dead encountered along the way seemed to be wearing the same white hospital gowns and having the same height. If, as the quartz man said, they all look the same, then things are by no means simple.

Something unknown is always scary. Everyone's hearts that had just been put down were hung in their throats again.

"Lao Xia, have you heard of one thing?" In the dead silence, Jiang Liubing suddenly walked to Xia Wushuang's side.

"What's the matter?" Everyone raised their eyebrows, not knowing what Jiang Liubing was going to say.

"Originally, there was no garrison in Lan City, but since the sewer works began, there has been. I faintly heard some bad news from a friend, it seems that deep underground in Lan City, there is a huge arsenal. ”

Jiang Liubing said it at a glance, but Xia Wushuang felt cold in his heart when he heard it. It is no wonder that Lanshi, which is not a first-tier city, has a sewage system that is not inferior to any region in the world, and it turns out that there is such a secret behind the matter.

However, looking at these living dead who look the same, I'm afraid that this underground is not an arsenal at all, but a large biochemical laboratory!

Xia Wushuang glanced at Jiang Liubing, and saw that his face was not very relaxed, and it seemed that he was guessing what he was thinking. He was about to open his mouth to ask something more, but suddenly felt a tingling pain in his side face, and suddenly turned around just to catch Xiao Daocheng's dodging gaze.

"This has something to do with this man with facial paralysis?" Xia Wushuang weighed it a little in his heart, but decided to leave it alone.

"Let's hope our scientists haven't come up with anything strange......"

Deliberately saying this sentence to Xiao Daocheng, Xia Wushuang noticed that the face of the paralyzed man did not show any ugly expression. This proves that their experiment is not to create some biochemical monsters. …… This is undoubtedly good news.

"Clone? Oh, my God! You're actually touching the realm of the gods?! Xia Wushuang was rejoicing, and the strange cry of No. 7 suddenly popped up in his mind. This guy seems to have turned over the memories of cloning in Xia Wushuang's soul without consent, and is questioning Xia Wushuang with a 'I was stunned' expression at this moment.

"You guy is turning over my memories again?" Xia Wushuang's face was unhappy, and he felt that it was time to completely isolate his memories from No. 7.

"That's not the point, it's the cloning technique in your memory! Believe it or not, if that Netherworld ghost was given this technique, he would be able to replicate 10,000 Netherworld wurms? Seven said angrily.

"What's my business?" Xia Wushuang felt that No. 7 was really ridiculous, even if the ghost of the underworld got that kind of technique, could he still kill him for the sake of national righteousness?

Even if he had that courage, the result would definitely be ruthlessly killed by the ghosts of the underworld. Moreover, I have never heard that the master helps the world at the same time, how can there be a poor person to save the world? He doesn't have that ability now, and if he wants to be a hero, it's just a needless death.

"Hurry up, you can't stay in this place for a moment!" No. 7's words gave Xia Wushuang a wake-up call. Now the sewers of the entire Lan City have probably become a laboratory for the ghosts of the underworld; If they don't take advantage of its disappearance and get out of the river as soon as possible, then their group of people will likely become its next batch of experiments.