"If you have the opportunity, you must give it a try, anyway, you won't lose ...... if you try"

While thinking about it in his heart, Zhang Ning had already stood behind one of the zombies, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and patted the other party's head with a kitchen knife, and made a few muffled sounds.

"Thunder Monkey, brother!"

Hearing this non-standard Cantonese greeting, the zombie with his back to Zhang Ning slowly turned around, grinning a half-open mouth, and leaned towards the source of the sound.

"Eh, don't be so enthusiastic, we Chinese people don't pay attention to that kind of Western veneer ceremony, let's just shake hands."

As he spoke, Zhang Ning slashed the kitchen knife at the zombie's shoulder, and after confirming that the blade was firmly stuck between the bones, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the other party's wrist.

"Salute, shake hands, we are all good friends......"

Humming a children's rhyme that was extremely incompatible with the current scene, the inky blue tentacles quickly stretched and lengthened, and a flesh and blood lotus bloomed on the top again, and a large number of scarlet silk threads poured out from the center, densely stabbing at the zombies in front of them.

Different from when piercing the mountain cannon, since the tentacles were used this time when Zhang Ning was conscious, the location of the tentacles in choosing the location of the tentacles could be controlled by Zhang Ning's independent consciousness.

The black liquid was everywhere in the zombies, as if it was a product formed after human blood was infected, but Zhang Ning did not randomly find a place to stab the tentacles, but gave priority to the zombie's left chest, using it as the entry point.

If the zombie still retains some of the body's functions, then the heart should still be a transit station for blood circulation in the body, and if you want to obtain black liquid quickly and in large quantities, using the heart as a breakthrough will be a choice to get twice the result with half the effort.

Each scarlet thread was not much thicker than a human hair, and compared to when it absorbed the blood of the giant dog, the number of silk threads had changed from a few to dense clusters, like the filaments of the flowers on the other side, releasing a bewitching beauty in the breath of death.

As the thought in Zhang Ning's heart rose, the inky blue tentacles quickly pierced into the zombie's chest like an arm's command.

The imaginable suction action did not appear, and the tentacles in front of him were like unpowered pumps, with no sign of working at all.

"It's weird, why don't you suck it? Could it be that I'm in the wrong place? ”

Although he had doubts in his heart, Zhang Ning still did not give up, and under the control of his mind, the scarlet tentacles were pulled out and retracted back into the inky blue tentacles.

"Do you want to try your neck?"

The dense filament-like tentacles moved again, piercing deep into the zombie's throat as Zhang Ning thought in his heart, although there was no hindrance in the process of piercing, but the expected suction action still did not appear.

"Hey, isn't it bad? Can only be smoked once a day? ”

Pulling out the tentacles again, Zhang Ning was puzzled, to say that this tentacle can only absorb dog blood, then he can't accept it, after all, even his skin can absorb the black liquid in the corpse, why can't this tentacle that seems to be born for absorption?

"Try again, this time straight to the brain......"

Adjust his mentality, and aim the tentacles at the zombie's eyebrows for the third time, after all, the first time he absorbed the black liquid was from the zombie's brain, and the slimy touch of putting his hand into the brain is still unforgettable in retrospect.

But just as he was about to manipulate the touch

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When he had to pierce the zombie's head, another "female" zombie with bright pink nail polish leaned over with a sway.

I thought it was because of Zhang Ning's previous self-talk, which was listened to by the zombie who had done the manicure, thinking that it was some prey, so he came over curiously.

"Wait and wait, do you know if you want to queue up, and you have to be a quality zombie ......"

Zhang Ning impatiently let go of his hand, wanting to push the zombie who came over to the side first, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as he let go of his hands, the zombie that he had stabbed twice collapsed to the ground, as if he had been injected with dozens of injections of anesthetic, and the muscles all over his body relaxed, and it was difficult to move for half a minute.

"Eh, why did you fall, I haven't done it yet......"

Hearing the sound of falling to the ground from behind, Zhang Ning looked back, but unexpectedly saw the paralyzed appearance of the zombie half-body.

This is exactly the same as the state of the giant dog mountain cannon lying in the flower bed!

"What's the situation, I was pricked twice by my little tentacles, and I fell to the ground?"

Hurriedly returning to his original position, Zhang Ning's eyes moved back and forth between the tentacles in front of him and the zombies on the ground, and a small question mark gradually appeared on his head.

At this moment, the zombie with bright pink nail polish also came to Zhang Ning's side, shook his broken nose, and slowly approached Zhang Ning's face.

Looking at the shriveled zombies on the side, and then at the tentacles suspended in front of him, Zhang Ning didn't say a word, and directly pierced the tentacles into the other party's body.

Because of the casual shot, the position of the scarlet silk thread is the shoulder of the zombie, and after all the silk threads are submerged in the zombie's body, there is also no liquid flowing into Zhang Ning's body along the tentacles, but the zombie who was pierced by the tentacles trembled and fell to the ground with a thud in a few seconds.

"Paralysis?!"

Looking at the zombies on the ground whose movements gradually stiffened, Zhang Ning finally understood the cattiness.

It turns out that this tentacle of his still carries a toxin that can paralyze living beings!

And not only animals infected by the virus, but also secondary infected individuals can be paralyzed!

And looking at the performance of these two zombies, the toxins on the tentacles seem to take effect very quickly, and with only one prick, the other party will quickly lose their ability to move and become a lamb to be slaughtered on Zhang Ning's desk.

"Is this gadget so awesome, it seems that I really have to thank Brother Yu for it......"

As an avid movie enthusiast, Zhang Ning is not disgusted by the strange parts growing on his body, on the contrary, he also thinks that this is a rare evolution, just like all the protagonists in it, it is the embodiment of some special ability.

In layman's terms, it is his "golden finger".

Although all this is just his imagination, then again, in this apocalyptic world where order is broken, being able to have some special means will greatly increase the probability of survival.

Zhang Ning's heart naturally knew that the inky blue fleshy tentacle in front of him, which he could regard as a life-saving hole card, was an evolutionary product that appeared after he was poured with more than half a bucket of rainwater.

If you think about it with your ass, you know that it must be that the rainwater contains some special substance, which is absorbed by the body in large quantities, which gives birth to this change.

If Lu Yu hadn't forcibly poured rain on him, Zhang Ning might not have been able to grow this magical tentacle at all.

But the only thing that struck him as strange was that

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Why do tentacles have such a strong paralyzing toxin?

You must know that Zhang Ning was a very normal human before the outbreak of the cataclysm.

Even if a strange scale armor grows on the body after being infected with the virus, it can be explained that the body has mutated and is developing in the direction of the evolution of pawn-level zombies;

The inky blue tentacles on the back of the neck can also be interpreted as an organ that absorbs bodily fluids from other living organisms.

But why does this miraculous tentacle carry such a violent paralyzing toxin, which doesn't look like something that the human body can produce on its own......

"No matter, it's easy to use anyway......"

After thinking about the two zombies that collapsed on the ground for a while, Zhang Ning still couldn't figure out the reason for the formation of the toxin, so he simply left this problem behind him and stepped forward to try the absorption function of the tentacles again.

Zhang Ning is not a person who is good at logical reasoning, contrary to Lu Yu's pessimism, his temperament is more cheerful and optimistic, and his attitude towards things is more positive.

Anyway, the existence of the tentacles is beneficial to him now, so why bother to worry about the cause of its formation, and making good use of this ability is the right way.

"Whew!"

With a few inaudible sounds, the scarlet thread at the end of the tentacle pierced the zombie's eyebrows, and began to burrow rapidly into the skull.

The tip of the scarlet thread seems to secrete substances that dissolve bones in addition to toxins that paralyze living things.

You must know that although the human skull is not strong, the bones of the forehead are still quite thick, and the scarlet silk thread at the end of the tentacles seems to be soft and weak, but it actually didn't take much time to successfully drill into the zombie's skull.

Unlike the previous futile efforts, as soon as the tentacles entered the zombie's skull this time, it was like a pump with full horsepower, and a steady stream of black matter converged upward along the scarlet silk thread, condensing into a trickle, and quickly entered Zhang Ning's body.

"Cool!"

When the black substance entered the back of Zhang Ning's neck, a pleasant sensation centered on the tentacles spread like water waves towards the limbs.

The impact of this pleasure was very strong, so that Zhang Ning couldn't help but close his eyes and scream freely.

But before he could be drunk for a few seconds, this feeling quietly faded away, and the sudden disappearance of pleasure made Zhang Ning feel like he was falling from the clouds to the earth in an instant, and he couldn't help but open his eyes in the midst of loss.

The first picture I saw when I opened my eyes was the tentacles gently pulling out from the center of the zombie's eyebrows, and the sucked zombie had long since stopped moving.

The skin that was originally quite full around the body had completely dried up at this time, and the whole corpse seemed to have lost the last trace of moisture, and it looked like it had been completely squeezed dry.

Even the gray eyeballs shrank and became smaller, and the whole face was sunken in, completely turning into a skinny skeleton!

"Hey, I'm dropping the old swan, this little tentacle has such a big power to draw blood?"

Seeing the corpse in front of him, which had almost turned into a skeleton, Zhang Ning finally comprehended the ability of the tentacles, and couldn't help but be a little happy.

If he had woken up one step later, the stupid dog mountain cannon sucked by this tentacle would have really turned into dog jerky.

But this also shows that the strength of the mountain artillery is above these secondary infections......

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