"Okay. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lin Ze squinted, took the cigarette between his fingers in his mouth, crossed his hands, and considered his next plan.

"Big brother, I'll follow you, anyway, my parents are no longer there, and when I become strong in the future, I will go back to Huang Quanlong for revenge." The dog was a little emotional as he spoke, and while coughing, his face turned a little paler.

"Follow me?" Lin Ze said in surprise, but it is indeed a good choice for the dog to follow him, the dog's immortal talent is so against the sky at the first order, let alone in the future, maybe he can awaken some kind of talent to blow up the sky, which must be of great help to Lin Ze to complete the copy.

"Yes. You saved me, and I will repay you. By the way, what about my sister-in-law?" Naturally, the dog gave up his thoughts about Lin Jin.

"Dead. Lin Ze didn't want to say anything more about this matter, so he took out a spar again and threw it to the dog.

Seeing Lin Ze's expression, the dog also sighed and stopped talking, Lin Jin's death was also a big blow to him, but he could only hide the pain in his heart.

The dog didn't know that Huang Quanlong had been killed by Chief Lin, who had broken through to the seventh order, his parents were both dead, and his crush was killed by the same person, and the monstrous anger in the dog's heart was difficult to suppress.

But he had no choice, and if he went back, he would be sent to death.

Looking at the spar in his hand, the dog threw it in his mouth, sat cross-legged, absorbing the energy contained in the spar, and the way of absorption was all based on feeling, without so many bends and curves.

Lin Ze flicked the burned cigarette out, he already knew what to do.

That is.

Kill!

Zombies, all of them are his targets!

First slaughter a large number of ordinary zombies from the outskirts of the city, obtain crystals, and then break through, and find high-level zombies after entering the center of the city!

High-level spars are more helpful for level improvement, and relying on white spars alone, it is more difficult to upgrade than to ascend to the sky.

But thinking about it, Lin Ze didn't have any idea about the king-level or even the king-level zombie that was only one in the entire dungeon, if it was so easy to kill, it was estimated that he would have died a long time ago.

After Lin Ze gave the dog two white spars, there were no extra spars on his body, the previous second-order spar could have allowed Lin Ze to break through, although the opportunity was lost, but the next breakthrough would have become smoother.

Breakthrough, it is also necessary to seize the opportunity, and it cannot be disturbed, and with the care of the dog, it should be easier to break through in the dungeon.

In fact, Lin Ze's concept of time is not particularly strong, he doesn't even know how long it has passed, he looks at the strange sun in the sky, and in this copy, he can't tell what time it is.

None of that mattered anyway, it would be at least five or six hours before it got dark.

Lin Ze frowned, this should be a bookstore, the shelves are covered with dust and cobwebs, but there is no trace of spiders, it is estimated that it was abandoned a long time ago.

Looks like it's safe here too.

Lin Ze walked out of the door and reconnoitred the surrounding situation, zombies belong to yin, Lin Ze couldn't help but think of zombies, which are actually similar types of things, but it's useless to paste zombies...

Back in the bookstore, Lin Ze pulled down the roller shutter door of the bookstore, so the first floor was directly dark, only a faint purple light came from the bottom of the door crack.

"Big brother?" the dog asked suspiciously, listening to his tone, his body should have recovered eighty or ninety.

"Go up to the second floor. After Lin Ze finished speaking, he stepped up the stairs, and the dog followed.

The bookstore on the second floor is in the shade, so there is no sunlight, but at least you can see things clearly.

Walking to a high place, this is Lin Ze's habit.

It is easy to detect, has a wide field of vision, and the only drawback is the inconvenience of escape.

But Lin Ze needs to walk on his legs, a talent for decomposition, and the wall can be worn.

If Lin Ze had this talent when he was young, his idea must be to peek at a beautiful woman taking a bath, and suddenly appear behind a certain little Lori or school girl, taking advantage of something or something.

Now Lin Ze has changed, people will always change, right?

Time will change everything. Lin Ze firmly believes this.

"Dog, rest first, evening, go out. Lin Ze already had a plan, so naturally he wouldn't think about it so much, so he grabbed "How Steel is Made" on a book shelf, patted the dust on the books, found a rag that the bookstore staff used to clean before, wiped off the dirt on the seat that should be used for readers to read for free, and Lin Ze just lay down.

"Big brother, why do you want to go out at night? There are so many zombies at night, what should I do if I want to kill them?" the dog directly knocked down the bookshelf and sat on it.

The bookshelf made a loud noise and fell to the ground, causing Lin Ze to feel the floor tremble.

Lin Ze was embarrassed, looked out the window, and a few zombies who were a little sluggish in the sunlight came directly to the spirit, twisted their heads 360 degrees, and looked in the direction of the bookstore.

Fortunately, they just looked in the direction of the bookstore for a moment, and then found a corner to hide.

"Dog, what a reckless thing to do, my talent hasn't cooled down yet, if you attract zombies, we'll both have to finish playing. Lin Ze looked at the dog helplessly.

"Big brother, I was wrong. The dog laughed and said, he should have entered the base first in the last days and never came out to face zombies.

"Okay, the zombies didn't come, let's rest first. You're right, there are a lot of zombies at night, you still know this. I'm afraid that there aren't many zombies, otherwise there won't be enough for me to kill. Lin Ze yawned, he was also a little sleepy now, he didn't sleep well last night, and he had so many baskets of things when he got up, Lin Ze wanted to take a good nap.

"How do you kill with your bare hands?" asked the dog stupidly.

"....." Lin Ze still needs weapons?

attracted a large number of zombies to gather together, and then a few swishing flames were thrown over, the scene was absolutely spectacular, and although the talent flame was relatively fierce, it was useless for the spar in the zombie's head.

So...

"Dog, you just wait for the evening to watch the hedrons. Lin Ze opened "How Steel is Made", but for him, this book was too boring, and after reading it for a while, Lin Ze fell asleep, put the book under his head, and fell asleep in less than five or six minutes.

The spar restored the dog's energy, which did not help the dog's physical strength much, at most it made him less hungry, and sleep was the best way to recover his strength, so the dog opened some books that looked softer on the outside, spread them on the ground, and became a floor bunk...

Lin Ze didn't think of this way, he could only sleep on a hard bench.