I didn't know how long I was running around in the mountains and forests, and the sound of cannonballs sounded behind me, and many zombies were attracted by the sound, but those zombies swept past me, as if they couldn't see me, and ran behind me like a tide.

But because of this, we were able to run out of the leisure resort area without incident, and came to a mass entertainment area, and I ran into the security room and gasped.

But I didn't get rid of the zombie state, and after locking the door, I took out the dying general in the space, and appeared out of thin air from the space to the bed.

I carefully stroked the general's wound with the tip of the bloody tail, but the pain kept rising in my mind, and I kept devouring the general. I bit the tip of my tongue and cleared myself up a lot.

I began to condense the combat power of the tip of the blood tail, and sent it to the general, and used the combat power to take out the two bullets in its body, and then used the tip of the blood tail to drug it.

The tip of the blood tail is not as dexterous as the hand. So I spent two hours administering the medicine to the general, and by the time I had finished the medicine, I was already sweating profusely, and my head was getting heavier and heavier.

But I knew I couldn't sleep, and if I did, the general would definitely die.

In my last life, I knew there was a way. Being able to transfer one's own blood to others for healing, because now our blood contains combat power, which will be equivalent to transmitting combat power, but it will consume one's own lifespan and energy, so few people will do this.

Now I don't care so much, I condensed a sharp ice blade out of thin air, cut a tiny hole in the tip of the tip of the blood tail, and then stretched the tip of the blood tail into the general's mouth.

The general instinctively bit the tip, and I was in pain, and the general's sharp teeth penetrated the tip of the bloody tail and sucked frantically. I felt the blood flow in my body start to speed up, and the residual strength began to dissipate.

In order to make myself more conscious, I kept condensing the small ice blade and stabbing it into my thigh, which lasted for about half an hour, and the general had stopped sucking and continued to fall asleep, and his breathing began to gradually stabilize.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the tip of the blood tail immediately disappeared again, and the power in my body was suddenly emptied, and my head was heavy, and I fainted on the ground and fell asleep.

………

I don't know how long it took in the darkness, but then my consciousness began to gradually regain and return to space.

Now the space is white, only a mountain of materials and a Hummer off-road vehicle, when I saw the off-road vehicle, I remembered, I received the off-road vehicle into the space before, so how should Wang Xiaochen and Luan Yu escape?

Forget it, there shouldn't be too many problems with Luan Yu.

I went back to the interface of the World Tree in my mind, I had activated three of the seven fruits, and I saw that the fourth fruit needed 30,000 combat power to activate.

And there is an explanation in the third fruit. I took a quick look and realized that gravity could only be cast on my own body, not outward.

And devouring can only absorb B-level Naling to increase combat power, and if it is above A-level Naling, the combat power of devouring will be reduced by half, for example, the combat power obtained by devouring A-level Naling was originally 10,000 points, but now it has become 5,000 points.

I can't help but have a headache, this will actually have permission, is this world tree alive?

I watched in the World Tree for a long time, but I didn't see anything strange, so I could only start browsing through the skills of ice control over and over again in my mind.

The Ice Control ability is a level of invincibility, and there are four levels of ability: Normal, Ultra, Invincibility, and Invincibility.

This ice control technique can instantly freeze and condense water molecules in the air into ice for attack, and melee combat can condense weapons, and long-range combat can also condense ice arrows, which can be said to be both offensive and defensive.

I breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully I still had this ice control technique to comfort me, otherwise I would have cried to death if I had so many abilities from the authority.

There were a lot of ice control skills in my mind, and I started to browse through them, and I started to memorize each move, I don't know how long I watched them, but these skills were repeated and rewatched many times, and they were almost ripe.

But my body began to feel empty, and I felt like I was soaking wet, as if something was licking me.

My consciousness began to drift back into its original form.

………

When I opened my eyes, I saw the general looking down at me. Constantly licking my face and making a whining sound.

I was overjoyed and suddenly got up and wanted to hug the general, but found that my hands had not recovered, and they were still broken arms, so I could only lean my head against the general and be intimate with it.

The general let out a meek roar of joy. When I tried to stand up, I found that my body was very empty, almost difficult to stand, and there were many burns on the surface of my body, so I could only slowly move my body and climb into bed to rest.

The general looked at me with his feet on the bed and his red tongue spitting out. When I looked at the general, I suddenly noticed a little different, the general's originally green pupils actually had a touch of blood red, which looked particularly demonic, and the hair on his body had become completely black, without a trace of white hair, and his combat power had soared from 1,000 to 3,000.

"Is it because of my zombie blood?" I couldn't help but mutter.

"Yes!"

A childish voice suddenly sounded in my head, and I was immediately startled, and when I looked around, I saw that there was no one but the general looking at me.

I looked at the general in surprise and said, "You just spoke?" ”

"That's right!" The childish voice sounded in my head again. I gasped.

What's going on?

The general can actually speak, and it is still a spiritual communication, is it because my blood has begun to merge with it, so that we can communicate?

"I don't know, it should be." The general could see what I was thinking, and kept whining.

I took a few deep breaths before accepting the fact, and began to communicate with the general's mind.

…………

"Master, why did you break your hand?"

"It's okay, it's still recoverable."

"Master, are you hungry, I'll go find something for you to eat."

"No need, I have something to eat in my space."

"Do you have crystals? I want to eat crystals. ”

……

I was stunned, crystals?

Is the general talking about Naring?

I took out a C-class Na Ling from the space and dropped it on the ground, the general immediately said thank you, master, and then lowered his head and began to swallow Na Ling into his body, its body suddenly emitted a purple-black gas, and its combat power directly increased by a hundred points.

I looked at the general and couldn't help but sigh twice, thinking to myself, did I really find a treasure?

I asked the general if it knew anything strange about it, and it didn't know.

Then why did Shen Qingtian and the mysterious stall owner want generals?

I was puzzled, and after some thought, I had to give up, and then began to concentrate on recovering my arm.

Both arms are broken now, and I remember activating three-tenths of SSS-class zombie blood, as if it could be limb zombies.

That means that I can recover, but the combat power in my body has not fully recovered, and only a small part of it has recovered, and I try to rush the combat power to my arm. I found that there seemed to be a level that stopped my combat power and prevented me from passing.

I slammed that level with all my strength for a long time, and the level was only slightly loosened, and all my combat power was consumed, and I was already sweating profusely at this time.

I looked at the top of my arm that only grew about two centimeters back, and I couldn't help but feel ashamed, when will this have to be repaired to grow again? Didn't you grow well every time you woke up before?

I didn't know it at the time, because since I activated three-tenths of my blood, my limbs grew stronger limbs every time I became zombies, but it took a long time to spend energy and time.

I lay on the bed in the security room for I didn't know how long I had rested, and I saw the sky outside constantly swapping day and night. And my right hand is fully grown, but now it is still covered with a sticky membrane, as if it is still pregnant with an arm.

I wasn't in a hurry, I waited until I could control my right hand, during which I was worried that those C-class zombies would come and find us, but I saw a lot of zombies coming in the window, but none of them came in and grabbed us, as if they couldn't see us.

I tried to get the general out, and then the general came back and told me that the zombies weren't attacking it either, it was really exactly like we were air.

I pondered for a long time before I came up with a rough idea. Maybe it's because I activated three-tenths of my blood, so those zombies treat us as if we were the same kind, and the general is half demon and half dog, and he sucked a lot of my blood, so it should be about the same.

Then another few days passed. The membrane in my arm began to dehydrate, and then I could begin to sense the control of my right hand, and when I took my right hand out of the membrane, I found that my right hand had fully recovered, without a single scar, and it was very white, but I could feel that if my right hand had been cut with a normal knife, it would only leave a red mark.

My body is not zombieized, I can only rely on my own medicine to slowly recuperate, it is the general who gives me medicine, and every time I take medicine, it will take a long time.

I don't know how long it has been outside, but I feel like time is passing very quickly, and when I recover my body, I don't know how many days and nights have passed, my chin is full of beard, I have completely looked like an uncle, and my hair has grown a lot, and my hair is unkempt.

The security room was full of food bags, almost stuffed under the bed. I stood up cautiously, stretching my right hand as if it was rusty, and with every movement I made a bone clicking sound.

I opened the door of the security room and walked out, feeling the sun shining on my body very comfortable, my left arm is now only a small part, and it will take about ten days to recover. Read "Infinite Survival" for free for the first time.