Walking on the way to the vegetable market, Tam Kun cautiously hid in a poncho stained with zombie flesh and blood. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Smelling a serious rancid smell, Tam Kun was helpless. He didn't want to go this way, but the only way to get to the nearby vegetable market was this alley, and the alley was full of zombies.

Walking among the zombies, the only way he could think of was to make the zombies unable to tell whether he was a human or a zombie.

In fact, he can also choose to take a detour, but if he wants to detour, the journey is too far. In the last days, the farther the road is, the more dangerous it becomes, especially since there are obviously many more capable people in this area than the location where his home is located.

Dealing with zombies? The kind of corpses that move slowly and have become decomposing after nearly three months are very simple for him. It's dangerous to deal with people who don't know what kind of abilities they have.

Ramkun likes to take risks, but the adventures he likes are limited to that kind of game.

It's the kind of adventure that is tense and exciting, seemingly dangerous, but actually there is no danger to him, and he can control everything. It's the kind of adventure where he doesn't care about the outcome at all, and he is absolutely above the game.

Now facing other capable people or something, that's all out of his control at the moment.

Wearing a poncho, walk among the slightly crowded zombies. Jumping around, he felt very uncomfortable, although he had always been informal, but now he really only felt that the smell was too big.

He was able to endure stinky feet (his own) that were not washed for a month.

But he definitely can't stand an environment where everyone but himself is farting.

Walking among the zombies at this time, he felt so. Rancid smell, a kind of direct physiological stimulation, makes people's heads confused, and vomiting is like an instinctive outburst.

If it weren't for his ability, he probably couldn't help but spit it out a long time ago.

This rancid smell makes people feel like taking a breath like inhaling a rotten part of someone else's body into their own body, and people even feel the urge to resist breathing.

Holding back this feeling, he looked at the figure in front of him shaking and looking crowded. A zombie turned its face, the rotting horror face just a fist away from his face.

"Uh~"

The zombie opened its mouth and let out a low roar. The accompanying rancid breath washed over Tam Kun's face, and looking at the zombie's face at such a close distance, he breathed the breath exhaled from the zombie's mouth, which was simply torture from the eighteenth layer of hell.

But he had to hold back......

Because at this time, he is in the sea of corpses in the mountain of corpses, once he makes a sound, what kind of action will he make. The price is likely to be for the zombie to realize that he is human, and then he will be eaten by the zombies.

Although he followed the principles, he chose to take a dangerous move with his absolute confidence, put on a poncho and smeared the zombie entrails to enter here. At the same time, it is also to exercise your courage.

But self-confident people are always prone to make mistakes, and that is blind self-confidence.

Thinking about it at this time, the only basis for him to be confident in this environment is that he can definitely pass through here quietly. But the torture he endured in this rancid smell and the close existence of a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses really made him feel a heavy pressure.

He felt that it was difficult for him to persevere, even if he couldn't do it, he would be torn apart and eaten by zombies, and it would be difficult for him to persevere despite this fear.

At this time, the root of his lack of confidence lies in the fact that if he is discovered by the zombies, will he still be alive?

In this sea of corpses, where there are hundreds of zombies, can there be a chance to leave alive?

Fear grew rapidly and welled up in his heart.

Then, the fear quickly disappeared again. After a moment, Tam Kun actually smiled instead.

This trait gave him back his self-confidence.

He could feel what the trait he had opened up after he became a capable person was the kind of trait that could turn all negative emotions into strength. This is just like the pet traits in Pokemon Remastered, some weak yokai may also become strong because of the strength of the trait.

And he was fortunate to get a trait that he felt was most beneficial to him in such an environment.

The fear that began to grow rapidly after entering this place may be more powerful than the power he had accumulated in the past two months. After all, there are not many opportunities to let yourself feel so much fear.

Fear and anger are often the most powerful.

Ten minutes later, he successfully passed through the alley of the mountain of corpses and the sea of corpses.

He felt that he was finally free, and with the arrival of the sense of relief, he could also feel how much stronger he was this time.

Looking back at the zombies in the alley, he felt that if he came again, even if the zombies found out that he was a human and food. He might be able to withstand the attack of hundreds of zombies and leave unharmed, although it is a bit fantastical, but he still feels that he should have this confidence.

Turning the corner to find a quiet place, he took off the poncho and put this aside, and he also silently remembered the place where the poncho was placed.

After all, he had to pass it again, and he didn't want to spend any more time finding a poncho to kill a zombie to make a carrion poncho.

In fact, it may be safer for him to continue to act in a poncho, after all, the vegetable market is always lively, and there should be a lot of zombies after the disaster. But he felt like he couldn't stand the smell anymore.

He would rather be besieged by zombies than wear this poncho anymore.

Walking towards the wet market, the road is full of traffic jams, or cars that have been rear-ended in a row. Most of the doors were open, and the people inside had long since run away or turned into zombies.

There are also cars that don't open the doors, and all that's left inside is the rotting corpses rubbing against the glass.

Tam Kun snapped his fingers at the nearest car. Then, the head of the zombie in the car twisted 360 degrees, and the zombie died completely in an instant.

Tam Kun likes the feeling of snapping his fingers and ending something in style. This feeling made him feel very powerful, extremely powerful.

Coming to the gate of the vegetable market, Tam Kun pulled out the Mithril sword at his waist.

He plans to do something that will make him feel more powerful next, using this new weapon to feel powerful.

When he walked into the vegetable market with his sword, several boys and girls ran out of the road. They look young, Xiao Zhengtai is a little Lori, looks like junior high school students, and some of them even look like elementary school students.

They looked into the market, looked at each other, and then walked towards the entrance of the market.