If it's just a finger that loses feeling, it seems to be good news, because there are many people who have lost one or even a few fingers in this life, and they can live without the palm.

However, who knows if the whole hand, the whole arm and the whole person will lose their sense after the Dao?

And, hell, the loss of consciousness caused by this virus is inconsistent.

Wang Lu pinched his fingers a few times before, and there was the same pain, and then, inexplicably, it was gone.

Either the damage caused by the biochemical virus to itself is not complete, or the damage is still gradually forming.

What will happen to you in the future?

Starting from the loss of sensation in this finger, step by step become a zombie?

Or is it that the biochemical virus has hurt itself so far?

Wang Lu shook his head desperately—no! No! No! I'm not going to be a zombie! It's going to change a long time ago.

It's just a side effect of biochemical viruses. Yes, side effects.

Zombies don't feel and don't respond to the harm of the outside world, it is the biochemical virus that destroys their brain-related nervous system, so their own "loss of feeling" may also be damaged by the corresponding part of the brain. Although his immune system won the war against the biochemical virus, the virus still caused some damage to the body.

A serious illness in ordinary life will also have some sequelae. In the Qing Dynasty, Kang Mazi took the emperor's dignity out of smallpox and left a pockmarked face.

Loss of sensation. This is the sequelae left by the second-degree evolution biochemical virus.

What is this? Abilities?

What a bullshit ability!

Even if you don't feel it, the damage to yourself from the outside world is real, you see, this finger has been bleeding.

If it wasn't for a glass shard, but a sharp knife stabbed him, even if he didn't hurt at all, he would have died if he lost a lot of blood from the wound alone.

This ability is useful!

Could it be that in the future, I will face the zombies and say-come, come and bite Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is not afraid of pain at all, just like you. Then the zombie gnawed itself with a smile on his face.

Could it be that in the future, in the face of the siege of Yashan by other living people, he took out a knife and stood in the wind with great dignity, "Ladies and gentlemen, the mountain does not turn around, everyone comes to worship the mountain, brother, I have nothing to repay, cut a piece of meat for everyone to catch the wind." Then he didn't frown, and with a knife came down from the thigh, scaring the other party into running away.

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Filming!

Your sister!

You don't feel pain, you're not afraid of pain, a brick will still hit you with a concussion!

Moreover, if the whole body really doesn't feel anything, what a sad thing it is-needless to say, I won't feel anything else in the future, I won't even feel that at all--Damn, this is worse than being a eunuch.

Eunuchs are not available, and Wang Lu is equal to nothing.

How did Bear and its grandmother die?

Stupid!

How did Wang Lu, who has no feelings, die?

I don't know how Lu Dao died!

Wang Lu had already thought of how he would die.

In a certain year and month, Wang Lu, who had gone down the mountain to fight zombies and carried a sack of supplies, returned to Yashan, and just said to Chen Wei: "Wife, look at the many things I brought back." Chen Wei reached out and took the bag, touched the blood on her hand, and exclaimed, "Where did this blood come from?" Looking at it again, Wang Lu suddenly had a kitchen knife stuck in his back. Wang Lu sighed: "Why is this knife on my back?" I didn't feel it at all. Before the words fell, he fell headlong after losing a lot of blood. Behind him, pools of blood were dripping all the way, and countless zombies chased the blood and rushed towards the Yashan Dragon King Temple.

Exercise! Exercise! Exercise! Exercise! Exercise!

I'm going to get home!

What kind of ability is this, this is a cripple! Physiological defects!

Just like in ancient times, any white tiger and white lion seemed auspicious in the eyes of the common people, but in fact, they were just born with albinism.

Wang Lu gritted his teeth and twisted his eyebrows there, crying, laughing and panicking at this strange phenomenon in his body.

He suddenly jumped on the spot, "It hurts to death, it's burned to death!" "Desperately shaking his fingers.

The feeling of the fingers is back!

The pain of the wound on the finger, the burning pain of being burned by the match, rushed into the nerve drive.

What the is this sister!

This "sensory loss of ability" is still ineffective.

Wang Lu held back his tears, rubbed alcohol on his entire finger, applied red potion, and wrapped his entire finger with gauze like a mallet. …,

When Wang Lu returned to the main hall, Chen Wei, who was rolling chaff to a duck egg, raised her head: "Stick the band......" She was immediately stunned, Wang Lu's mallet fingers were stunned, and it was no longer eye-catching-he just made a small opening with his fingers.

Wang Lu raised his hand awkwardly and gestured: "Hehe, I'm afraid of infection, I'm afraid of infection." ”

Xie Ling was also a little surprised: "Brother, on this hot day, wrapping too much and too tightly is not good for the wound." ”

Wang Lupi didn't smile: "It's okay, there's nothing to do, I'll untie it when I go to bed at night, don't you still have to work now." I'm worried that I accidentally got dirty. ”

Chen Wei glanced at Wang Lu: "What else do you do, you just watch from the side, the three of us will be able to do it soon." ”

Wang Lu didn't fight anymore, moved a chair and sat down, and really came as a spectator.

Wang Lu didn't want to tell the strange things that happened to him, except for causing trouble, this matter couldn't be solved at all.

Let yourself stand silently.

Wang Lu sat silently on the side, his eyes revolving around Chen Wei, Xie Ling, and Wang Bi'an - could these three also have the "Sensory Loss Ability"?

Chen Wei? No. When Chen Wei encountered this kind of thing, she would have been shocked and shouted. She is a person who can't hide her thoughts.

Xie Ling? Well, this girl really has the kung fu of forbearance, and when she was just in the mountains, she hid the truth of Li Haoran's death to the death.

Xie Ling suddenly screamed softly, raised her finger and took it in her mouth. Chen Wei turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's like a broken chaff stuck between my fingers." Xie Ling shook his hand and said, "It's okay." ”

"Be careful." Chen Wei said: "Wang Lu didn't know how to sift through the mud, and he didn't even clean up such a large piece of glass ballast. You also be careful of hurting your fingers by miscellaneous things. ”

"Then it's so delicate." Xie Ling said, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Lu staring at him in a daze: "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Wang Lu hurriedly shook his head: "It's okay." ”

It's really fine. Xie Ling doesn't have that bullshit "sensory loss ability".

Then Wang Bi'an - Wang Lu turned his head to look at Wang Bi'an, who pinched the yellow clay and pinched out the shape of a kitten and a puppy. If this little guy finds that he has no feelings, he will definitely jump and jump happily, because he no longer has to be afraid of Chen Wei beating his ass.

Well, this may not be strange, the person who was infected with the second-degree biochemical virus almost hiccuped, and he was the only one out of four.

Yes, this time it seems that he is the most bitter, and the second degree of biochemical virus has given himself such a "loss of feeling" that can no longer be chicken.

When she went to bed that night, Chen Wei found that Wang Lu was not very honest, and no matter Xie Ling and Wang Bi'an, she was not asleep yet, her two hands touched her body, and she muttered from time to time, "It's okay, it's still the same feeling." "What kind of words is this, the old husband and wife, the body of the people around him is naturally the most familiar, but even what the reaction will be when he does it, of course, it is the "original feeling", could it be that Wang Lu has a new feeling.

God, it won't be him and Xie Ling......

Chen Wei immediately vetoed it in her heart, no, Wang Lu and Xie Ling did not have any relationship beyond the "brother and sister", otherwise, the two would have already behaved abnormally.

Chen Wei was pondering, and was suddenly touched by Wang Lu in a shameful place, this dead ghost is really going to die!

Chen Wei twisted her body and twisted the tender meat in Wang Lu's armpit.

Wang Lu Xuexue exclaimed in pain, "It's okay, it really hurts." ”

You're big. Chen Wei was so angry that she twisted it again.

The next day, Wang Lu woke up satisfied, and Chen Wei was wrapped in a small blanket and curled up in the bed and slept soundly.

Last night, in order to try the "feeling", Wang Lu didn't care about Chen Wei's biting and twisting, he just did what he loved to do, and the love was so strong that Chen Wei didn't even dare to hum with his nose, for fear that Xie Ling and Wang Bi'an next to him would hear it.

Afterwards, Chen Wei had to let Wang Lu add a few more black greens to his arm.

Wang Lu is very satisfied, and what he wants is this "feeling".

Forget it, whatever, when it comes to the end, you can do whatever you want, anyway, as long as you don't become a zombie, you can accompany Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an like this, and now there is another Xie Ling, just live well all the way.

Wang Lu was in high spirits, and even Xie Ling could see that energy.

Xie Ling stood in the courtyard of the Dragon King Temple, brushing her teeth and said vaguely: "Brother, you are in good spirits today." ”…,

Wang Luha smiled, bent his arms and showed his muscles: "I ate your sister's duck pot yesterday, and I am very energetic today." ”

Xie Ling flattened her mouth: "Tracheitis sycophant, my braised duck pieces are the same as duck meat, and I haven't seen you eat it like this." ”

Wang Lu didn't care: "After breakfast, we'll go down the mountain." ”

Hao Ling couldn't wait to say: "I wonder what Lu Dao can find this time?" It's good to be able to find a group of chickens, duck eggs just don't have fresh eggs. ”

It's really a greedy and inadequate human heart.

Too early, pinched his nose and drank the goat's milk from Chen Wei - naturally, Wang Bi'an didn't have to run, Wang Lu and Xie Ling went down the mountain, this time the way back and forth may be farther, the two not only brought plenty of water, but also brought some food and a few boiled eggs, even if they didn't rush home in the evening, they could cope with a meal in the wild.

Before going down the mountain, Wang Lu deliberately said to Chen Wei: "Xie Ling and I try to come back as early as possible, if you don't go home late, don't worry too much." The two of us are together, and we can deal with any unexpected event. If you panic and run down the mountain, you will be prone to accidents. ”

Chen Wei nodded in response: "You and Xie Ling can rest assured that you will go down the mountain, and Wang Bi'an and I will be waiting for you in the mountain." ”

Xie Ling carried her backpack and said, "Sister, don't worry, with me, I won't let my brother mess around." ”

A thousand words are endless, Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an watched Wang Lu and Xie Ling disappear into the mountain road before returning to the Dragon King Temple.

Wang Lu and Xie Ling took turns rowing boats, first returned to Mingfeng Villa, the gate of the villa was closed as when they left, everything was safe, continue along the river, and looked at the duck house, the ducks were swimming all over the river looking for food, and saw that a boat came slowly, first dispersed, and then gathered. When the king had come ashore, he stood in front of the fence of the duck house, and fed the ducks some feed, so that the ducks crowded around him.

Xie Ling entered the duck house, and after a while, she walked out with a smile and a batch of newly laid eggs.

Wang Lu originally wanted to carry all the remaining medicines in the feed room on the boat, and when he thought about it, it would be the same when he returned to pick it up.

The two continued along the river.

An hour later, the river forked again.

On the left side, there is a wider stream that flows into the Yinjiang River.

Wang Lu looked at it, and the new stream was accompanied by a cement road, not wide, two lanes, and there must be a village if there is a road.

Xie Ling also looked around with a telescope, and she soon saw something - a sign.

Chen Wei beckoned Wang Lu and said, "Brother, there is a village in front, called Houlong Village." ”

Wang Lu took the telescope and saw it too. This was the first time the two had seen the village along the way.

If there are special street signs, it is not a small natural village, but a formal administrative village.

The scale of the administrative villages in the Jiangnan Plain is not too small, with thousands of large households and hundreds of small ones.

The village has complete facilities, such as health clinics, credit cooperatives, and joint defense teams, and there will also be small village-run factories and small enterprises.

Wang Lu saw a wave of eagerness in Xie Ling's eyes, in fact, he himself was also ready to move - it's just that now the two of them don't have long-range weapons in their hands, and the roads in this kind of village are narrow, and once they are surrounded by zombies, they will have no way to get out.

Xie Ling saw Wang Lu's hesitation, and understood what he was worried about, so he said, "Let's go and have a look first, and then make plans." ”

That's it.

The stream is very wide, but the water is shallow, there is a section of the stream, Wang Lu and Xie Ling had to get off the boat, standing in the water and dragging the boat forward, fortunately, this stream is not long, slowly, the water flow is getting deeper and deeper, and farmhouses gradually appear next to it.

The economic conditions of Houlong Village seem to be good, there are wooden old-fashioned two-storey buildings along the stream, more villa-style small buildings with colored tile roofs and bricks, and some buildings are very new, with large open shelves, floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and independent garages. In the small courtyard of the villa, the car is still quietly parked.

There are private cars, pickup trucks, and pickup vans.

But what attracts Wang Lu more is that the tall frame structure buildings by the river are obviously factory buildings.

The factory, although it is a factory without electricity, must have a lot of materials in it that can be used.

All kinds of hardware tools, all kinds of engine oil, gasoline and diesel, if it is the most textile enterprise in the south of the Yangtze River, there are all kinds of fabrics, enough for four people in Yashan to wear for a lifetime.

There are also shoes, socks, belts, towels, shampoo, soap, toilet paper, leather bags...... Anything you can think of in the rural workshops of Jiangnan can be found. How else can it be said that it is a factory in the world. …,

Wang Lu has already calculated in his heart, in fact, the supermarkets in the city now pay attention to "zero inventory" to reduce the cost of warehouse storage, but in this way, there will not be too many things in the supermarket, and if they are looted by the survivors, there will be fewer things left.

But small factories and small enterprises in the countryside are different, if there is an order, the machine is opened, the goods produced are counted in a few containers, and the rural land is cheap, so how big can the warehouse be built, as long as the object is found, Wang Lu has really become a mouse into the rice warehouse.

Rural populations are not as dense as those in cities, and even if some survivors take some of the supplies, how much can they move without the use of trucks.

Therefore, the vast world of the countryside is full of treasures.

Especially in the rural areas of Jiangnan. In the past, when Wang Lu was traveling by car, he always felt that it was a very bad thing to have a few dull factories suddenly popping up in the middle of a green mountain and green water, but now, when he looked at the factories by the stream, he was indescribably satisfied.

Well, it's summer, and it's generally the busiest time for factories to receive the most orders.

Xie Ling suddenly stabbed Wang Lu: "Brother, look." ”

Wang Lu looked at the place where Xie Ling pointed out, and there was a zombie standing in the fence of a villa, and he saw the boat in the stream, and the living people in the boat, were crashing against the iron railing, and they looked like they wanted to rush out.

This is to be expected. Judging from the size of this village, the number of zombies is indispensable.

If there is a village elementary school, there will be more zombies. Because a village with a primary school must have a large population, and there must be a large number of strong laborers. This also means that the zombies are also strong and powerful, and they will never stuff their teeth when they eat fresh human flesh.

As soon as Wang Lu thought of this, he saw a national flag floating high in front of him, and in the countryside, there may not be a flagpole in front of the village committee, but there must be one in the playground of the primary school. Himself is truly a crow's mouth.

The bright red flag flying high was getting closer and closer, and you could already see the roof of the three-story school building, and in front of the stream, a large bridge appeared, a reinforced concrete bridge.

Wang Lu slowed down the oars in his hand, and Xie Ling stood at the bow of the boat and watched.

On both sides of the stream, there are neatly arranged houses, houses and factories, and the bridge in front of it is wide and new, and usually next to this bridge is the center of a village.

There is a pier next to the bridge, which is made of bluestone slabs, which should be a place for people in the village to wash clothes.

Wang Lu and Xie Ling docked the boat to the port.

Wang Lu motioned to Xie Ling not to get off the boat, and carried the fire axe to the shore.

The embankment by the stream here is high, and people at the pier are not visible.

Wang Lu climbed lightly along the stone steps at the head of the port, and slowly stretched his head out.

This is the west side of the bridge, and under the bridge, there is a supermarket, opposite the supermarket, there is a school, and further on, there is a rural credit cooperative and a two-story building with a sign of the village committee.

Wang Lu retracted his head, trotted back to the side of the boat, told Xie Ling what he saw, and then said, "I want to go to the supermarket to have a look." "Look at it, it's clear that this guy is staring at all kinds of materials inside.

Xie Ling was a little worried: "Brother, there will definitely be no fewer zombies in this village, we haven't cleaned it up, and the terrain is not familiar, so it's too dangerous to be reckless and lose the shore?" ”

Wang Lu smiled: "It's okay, the supermarket is on the shore, walk ten meters away, even if there is a group of zombies hiding in the supermarket, I can turn around and run back to the port." ”