The zombie looked up suspiciously, looking in the direction where the sound was coming from. I saw a speeding "Chevrolet" sedan rushing from a distance, as if a wild horse was approaching sharply. Before the sluggish zombie could get up from the ground, the roaring front of the car had already rushed straight over, smashing it off the waist. The fragile and half-rotten lower body was crushed by the tires on the spot, and the upper body was close to the front of the car, until the car was stable 100 meters away, and then it lost its air resistance and fell heavily.

Su Hao stepped out of the car, picked up the fire axe, and slashed the zombie's two arms. Xinyan, who followed closely, grabbed an iron rod with a length of more than two meters and a "Y" shaped fork in the front, clamped the zombie's neck hard, and pressed it to the ground, unable to move.

The iron rod was welded by Su Hao with various materials in the hardware shop last night. In the future realm, this kind of thing is an essential tool for all corpse hunters.

Squat down, use a dagger to pick open the clothes on the zombie's body, and then gently cut the skin and flesh on the zombie's back with the tip of the knife. Viral erosion, combined with damage to most physiological functions, causes large gray patches on the valgus muscles. Along the incision of the tip of the knife, Su Hao concentrated on searching for the broken ligaments and muscles. Soon, slightly lower in the back of the neck, a large blood vessel, still dark red, revealed from the depths of the peeling muscle.

He took out a bottle of solution made of white powder from his backpack, inserted the syringe into the rubber stopper, pulled out twenty milliliters, pulled it out, and plunged the needle into the blood vessels in the zombie's back. As the white solution was slowly pushed in by the piston, the zombie that was firmly stuck in the neck by the sleeve rod also howled wildly as if it was stimulated. Its eyeballs immediately began to swell, bulging outward, and filling the entire eye socket. The body twitches violently like an epilepsy patient. If it weren't for the loss of his hands, feet, and limbs, Xinyan would not have been able to suppress it at all, but was torn to pieces on the spot by this terrifying cannibal monster.

Su Hao looked at the zombie seriously, pressed the opponent's constantly twisting head with his left hand, and quickly took out another empty syringe from his backpack with his right hand. He thrust a thick, hard needle at least fifteen centimeters long into the back of the zombie's head, and jerked the piston backwards, pulling out a tube of gray-brown pus.

The zombie kept howling, and as the mysterious pus was drawn from its head, it also completely lost the motivation to struggle, tilting its head, opening its mouth wide, and its body gradually stiffened.

Watching Su Hao inject pus into a hose with a capacity of five milliliters, Xinyan asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

"Rotten hormones".

Su Hao's voice was as calm as usual, but Xinyan still heard it, with a faint excitement in it.

Like the silver bone, the putrid hormone is also one of the most important strategic materials in the future world. While dissecting zombies to develop a vaccine against the virus, later biologists discovered that the pineal gland in the zombie brain secretes a viscous gray-brown fluid. Due to the fact that this pus contains a special fungus with high activity, it quickly became an important addition to powerful genetic agents and biological culture media. These agents are used in a wide range of applications, in addition to strengthening the physical fitness of the user, and more importantly, they can activate cells and prolong the metabolic effect. In short, it is to increase the normal life expectancy of the person taking it.

Including Su Hao, all future human beings call 2020, when the virus just broke out, as the "golden age". The reason is simple———— the conditions under which putrid hormones are produced are very harsh. This time period is the easiest time to collect all kinds of valuable materials, and it is also the period when the harvest is the largest.

All known monsters can obtain putrid hormones by stimulating the pineal gland. In the future, corpse hunters usually injected a high-purity heroin solution into the monster's central nervous system, and when the stimulation effect was most intense, it was extracted from the monster's head with a syringe. The whole process was exactly the same as Su Hao's action just now. The most critical part of this is that the monster must remain alive rather than die in the middle of the process, from the injection of the stimulus solution to the extraction of hormones.

Viruses have the ability to evolve themselves, and so do the infected people they parasitize. According to the concept of the future world, the infected people in the early stage of the virus outbreak are the weakest. Among the many monsters' rating tables, they are at the bottom of the table, and most of them are "1", or "-1".

In Su Hao's era, low-level monsters had already completed the most basic evolutionary link. According to official data, most of the creatures observed in the wild have a minimum standard of "3" to "4". Like humans, their skeletal muscles are also strengthening, and even if they cut off their limbs after capture, there are still many monsters that will erupt with incredible ferocity during the stimulation of the infusion of potions. Su Hao has seen more than once that the neck of a monster is stuck in a steel ring, but he forcibly breaks his spine with his own strength, commits suicide, or reversely gnaws the throat of the catcher next to him.

Catching and hunting monsters is easy, but the thrill is often unexpected. Others have tried dilutions that do not have a strong stimulating effect, but they do not induce the pineal gland to produce hormones.

Rotten hormones are among the top strategic materials in the future world. It is expensive to sell and the production is extremely low. As far as Su Hao knows, even the most powerful military has an annual collection of only about fifty milliliters.

Only the lowest level of "-1" or "1" level zombies is the best carrier for producing putrid hormones. However, in the future realm, they have long since become extinct, or have evolved into higher-level monsters.

Su Hao silently stared at the hose in the palm of his hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Many of his friends met had accidents in the process of hunting for putrefaction hormones. Some were killed by monsters, some died at the hands of prying eyes, and some had accidents during the extraction process. This grayish-brown pus was simply frighteningly valuable in later generations, even more precious than the most famous diamonds of civilization.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xinyan kept watching him. Even she couldn't tell herself, why would she be with this young man she just met yesterday? He is indeed very handsome, but he exudes an extremely strong and very mysterious special temperament. But more than that, it is the deep revelation of those black eyes, which is very faint, and there is indeed melancholy, resoluteness, and toughness.

"Nothing."

Su Hao didn't sigh, he used his thick and hard nerves to pull back the tears that were about to flow from the edge of his eyes, and quickly recovered his stiff and indifferent appearance.

He carefully put away the hose filled with pus, and a smile appeared at the corner of his rocky mouth: "We should find a safe and secure place to stay." That's important, isn't it? ”

Xinyan nodded silently, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

They are still strangers and are about to live together......

The girl was a little dazed and wanted to refute, but she didn't know what to say. Raising his head, he saw that Su Hao had already picked up the fire axe and strode towards the crushed zombie remains on the road in the distance......

The city is empty, there are no crowds, and there are few birds to be seen. There was no wind and the atmosphere was quieter than ever.

Abandoned vehicles can be seen everywhere on the streets. They mostly collide together. Several intersections in a row were blocked by vehicles, many of the front and rear of the body were clamped tightly, and the license plates and bumpers were squeezed into a complete dent, or simply fell off. Almost every car had dead bodies in it, young men and women, old people and children. Due to the limitations of the car windows and the biological characteristics of the infected person, the flesh above the chest of the deceased was gnawed away, and the lower limbs were mostly intact. Although the muscles and skin were eaten by the zombies, there was still a look of horror and horror on the corpse's face. In the harsh sunlight, it looks like a sculpture solidified by a mixture of white bone and dark red flesh.

There was blood everywhere, and almost a third of the ground was stained red. Under the transpiration of the blazing heat, they have long since solidified and gradually turned black.

In the distance, screams could be faintly heard. They are intermittent, and I don't know where the Tao comes from. It seems to be close, and yet it seems to be far away. This means that the city's inhabitants are not dead, and there are still some survivors.

At the end of the horizon during the heat wave, people can also be seen walking. This feeling is very weird, those images are thin and blurry, just some black spots that can't be distinguished, I don't know if it's a human being? Or zombies? They seemed to be dazed, looking around and wandering, as if they had no idea where they were.

Su Hao put down a zombie again, and a high-concentration heroin solution was quickly injected into the blood vessels. He pressed the head of the zombie who had lost his limbs, accurately extracted the rotten hormone from the back of his head, and stuffed the hose containing the hormone into his pocket with undisguised excitement and satisfaction.

Twenty-six hoses filled with hormones sit quietly in a metal box filled with black foam. In another tubular bottle, there was the same number of silver bone particles. All of this was all he had gained in two hours.

A total of one hundred and thirty milliliters of putrefaction hormones, about sixty milligrams of silver bones.

This is an extremely large amount of wealth. In the future realm, these things can be exchanged for the title of a general, or the control of several giant bases. Because, the zombies that have evolved to the second level have also increased their nerves and muscles. The stimulating effect of the heroin solution on them is far beyond the normal limit. Extremely tense brains can collapse, and muscles and ligaments can burst due to violent expansion.

This is an unsolvable problem———— the concentration of the solution is insufficient, and the pineal gland cannot be stimulated to produce hormones. The strong stimulating effect can also cause the monster to die on the spot, causing changes in the hormone composition, or not being able to extract at all. Under normal circumstances, the percentage of successful draws is about 1 in 200,000, or even less.

In no more than two years, the values of the Anthropocene world will be completely subverted. What Su Hao needs to do at the moment is to save as much capital as possible. After all, now is the easiest golden time to get the putrid hormone.

Taking Silver Bone with mineral water makes me feel like I'm swallowing a sugar-coated tablet. This kind of stuff looks hard, but it is actually easily dissolved by stomach acid. He calculated: together with the amount he had taken yesterday, the potency produced by these silver bones was enough to enter the second stage of bone strengthening on his own.

The effect of bone transformation is very obvious———— Su Hao has already felt that the amount of strength in his body is increasing, and his body is more flexible and flexible than before. He now uses only one hand to slash with a fire axe, and his arm and wrist strength are even stronger than those of the infected. Even if he faced three zombies at the same time, Su Hao was confident that he would completely kill them without being injured.

However, silver bone does not have the same effect on muscles. If you want to become a strengthener, you also need muscle strengthening drugs. This is the reason why Su Hao chose this city as the landing point of the space-time landmark.

Before he can do that, though, he needs a safe enough place to live......

On the side of the wide road, there is a small three-story building with exquisite floors. The four-meter-high iron fence maintains a pruned green landscape at all times, separating this small building from the surrounding gray buildings, making it look solemn and elegant. At the top of the eaves facing the road, there is also a bank's characteristic round square-hole coin logo.

Su Hao carefully studied the old urban planning drawings. Relevant information shows that this is the branch office of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China in the city. Different from the ordinary external sales department, the main function here is to be responsible for the recycling and concentration of urban waste currency. After counting and calculating, it is then destroyed by the supervisors. This level of secrecy makes it impossible for an office to rent a suitable space at will, as is the case with a normal business hall. The building is built solely by the bank, and all kinds of building materials are configured according to the high protection capacity. In particular, the walls and foundations, which serve as pillars, fully meet the level 5 seismic standard.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Su Hao vigilantly observed the surrounding movements, confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, held the axe and gun in both hands, and slowly walked through the open glass door into the empty hall on the first floor.

There was a dead silence, and the dreary atmosphere was almost suffocating.

At the front of the hall is a vertical reception platform more than 20 meters long. The overall design style is similar to that of a hotel, with blood all over the smooth terrazzo floor tiles. Next to the stairs lay a female corpse that had been gnawed beyond recognition. If it weren't for the two high heels scattered around her foot bones, it would be impossible to tell her true gender.

Su Hao bent down and quickly walked through the hall to find the small door leading to the backyard. Sure that the way out was unimpeded and that there were no traces of zombies around, he snapped the latch on the door and strode back to the antechamber, nodding to Xinyan, who was waiting there. The latter immediately pulled open his backpack and took out two chain locks from the hardware store and fastened them to the armrests on both sides of the glass door.

Including the toilets, there are only six rooms on the first floor, which are filled with various office utensils, and the only living thing is flies that "buzz" around the flesh and blood.

Su Hao did not waste time, he used a soft lock to fasten the door to the underground vault, beckoned Xinyan to join him, dragged over the sofa and the cabinet, blocked both sides of the stairs, leaving only an exit about a meter wide.

"Now, we're going to clean every room, floor by floor."

Glancing at the steel pipe that the girl was holding tightly in her hand, as well as the dagger she hung on her waist, Su Hao said seriously: "Don't be afraid! Zombies are only interested in living creatures. Yesterday's chaos has drawn them to the rest of the city. This is not a public place open to the public, and there are not many zombies left in the building. Follow me, don't shout, watch the back and sides, and I'll protect you. ”

Xinyan was covered in stains, sweat and dust making her face even more gray than usual. His hair was stained with cobwebs, and the stockings on his legs were torn several times. She nodded vigorously, her expression a little nervous.

Su Hao suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand, pinched Xinyan's cheek, and rubbed it maliciously.

The action was completely unexpected, and the girl's eyes widened suddenly, first in astonishment, and then in annoyance. Before she could make a move, Su Hao had already let go of his hand, put his index finger to his lips, looked upstairs with his eyes, and showed a kind smile.

Even he himself couldn't tell why he would make such a joke with Xinyan at this time.

The body was very young, only twenty-one years old. And his real mental age is over forty.

Perhaps, this is a sign that the girl is worthy of her trust?

Or is it the outpouring of nature that has been repressed for a long time?

Su Hao put away the smile on his face, clenched his weapon, and slowly walked up the stairs.

He just said: he will protect her......

The hallway is carpeted, thick and soft. Stepping on it, it feels very comfortable.

Su Hao used the most brutal way to directly pick up the fire axe and smash the door lock and walk into the first room.

Unlike the office area on the first floor, the décor here is exactly the same as the superior hotel rooms, if not more luxurious. Simmons and carpets are both well-known brands of this era, the wooden wine cabinet is neatly arranged with "XO" and "Moutai", and the condoms on the bedside table are not the common "Xiongfeng" or "Jianwei", but the top-of-the-line "Durex" with beautiful packaging and complete specifications.

There are no zombies, the room is clean, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.

Xinyan looked at the expensive bottles in the wine cabinet with some resentment. If she could, she would have preferred to see instant noodles and ham sausages there, even if it was a packet of Fuling mustard.

201 Safety.

202 Security.

There is no problem with 203 either......

Xinyan followed very closely, she pursed her lips, observed the surroundings without saying a word, and secretly glanced at Su Hao who was walking in front with dissatisfaction.

She knew that she was very beautiful, and in the academy, it was the goal pursued by many boys. Just last year, a tall boy in the music department who looked a little similar to the Korean singer Rain blocked in front of the dormitory building, claiming that he must be his boyfriend. That guy is flamboyant, even coquettish, and poses as a pose that he thinks is cool, which makes people angry when they look at it. At that time, Xinyan didn't think about it, and directly slammed the hot water bottle in his hand on the head...... Since then, all the male vases have walked around when they see her.