People have inertia, and Yang Xiaohai is no exception. Although there was not much inventory, the food in the canteen on the 20th floor still relieved the black-clothed people in the security building of Huabai City. Yang Xiaohai is like a perch that has fallen into a school of sardines, stirring up the lifeless black-clothed people.

As a result, he was isolated by almost everyone, and only saw a few smiling faces when he went out on a mission. So there was an extremely strange scene: on the one hand, Yang Xiaohai has outstanding strength, and he is the tip of the knife for everyone to obtain food and open up living space; On the other hand, he is a strange and terrifying, chilling monster.

Speaking of which, it's really no wonder that everyone speculates wildly, the humanoid monster not only has its own weapons, but is also completely immune to the virus. There are many such abnormal phenomena, which will inevitably attract the attention of people with intentions. It's just that there is no order from above, and he is not an opponent when he is alone, so Yang Xiaohai's bed has become a baby. There's always some hair on bed sheets and pillows, right?

There are also some bold ones, relying on their skill, and they come directly to him with a needle or knife. Although they are not opponents, they are like assassins, always wanting to sneak attack when Yang Xiaohai is not paying attention. All of this is just to get some pieces down. If it's a stream of blood, or a piece of meat, it's fine. What if you eat it and be immune to the virus?

I don't know when Yang Xiaohai became a realistic version of the "big sugar monk".

But these deliberate actions are unlikely to succeed. Not to mention that Yang Xiaohai's skin is as hard as rigid in an instant when he encounters danger, just his style of acting away from the crowd makes it difficult for those who have ghosts in their hearts to start. Except for a limited number of people, most of them were shocked and scared of him.

The most important thing is that even if some lucky guys finally got Yang Xiaohai's bits and pieces, after swallowing them, except for nausea, there was no change in Leng Shi. The person who ate the blood did not dare to find the infected person to verify whether he had resistance, and after a long time, everyone was not surprised. It's not that they don't want to pursue it,

It's that the harsh environment really doesn't allow them to be more serious. It's better to have one strong ally than many, right? Yang Xiaohai didn't get used to everyone's hot and cold attitude towards him at the beginning, and after a while, he enjoyed the taste of loneliness.

As time passed, Yang Xiaohai gradually adapted to such a life. Leading the team five times a week, although it is a little hard, but the harvest is also not small. Not to mention that she can eat enough every day, even Wang Xiaona has gained weight. The most obvious is that the awl chin slowly becomes a double number.

After Yang Xiaohai's height was attacked by the fat "infected", he was forced to rise to 1.7 meters, and his muscle mass also rose a lot. Day in and day out, the quest to explore becomes easy. Because the number of "infected" is getting smaller and smaller, except for the 20th floor, I have never met a "fierce general" brother like "Little Arnold".

"Perhaps, the door downstairs is locked, right?" Yang Xiaohai guessed boldly, but after all, he didn't go to the first floor to see it with his own eyes, and he couldn't be sure.

Anyway, the difficulty of the task has decreased, and Yang Xiaohai has eased a lot. Correspondingly, the formation of five people at a time has been retained, and the casualties are rapidly decreasing. Everyone slowly changed from "seeing death as home" to "becoming accustomed to", and then to "eager to try".

You know, even if you get some food, how can you compare to the pleasure of giving priority to eating with an open belly? So now the tasks have to be assigned by Yan Bing, and no matter how bad they are, they have to draw lots to determine the winner. Only the winner can mix with Yang Xiaohai. So when it came to the mission, the team members were warm and thoughtful to Yang Xiaohai, and almost praised him as an emperor.

But as soon as the mission is over, he will become a stinky shit that everyone hates again. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Xiaohai didn't pay much attention to these in the first place, their face-changing skills alone would have made him crazy.

Go on missions during the day and be alone at night. As the number of reclaimed floors increases, so do the number of unused rooms. In addition to the rooms that are too polluted, the more than 100 people live in spacious rooms. However, it is not luxurious enough for everyone to live in a single room. Except for Yan Bing living in his own office, Jia Chengsu didn't get a single privilege.

He had to be responsible for maintaining the security of the "barrier" and also taking into account the personnel management arrangements of the outgoing squad, so he had to be at the forefront of the battle, eating and living with the "on-duty" personnel.

And all the trivial work such as food arrangement and material maintenance was pressed on Xu Xugao's shoulders. It can be said that everyone has a job to do. Therefore, the small group of more than 100 people is always in order and busy to spend every day.

Yang Xiaohai has changed too much since he came out of the house. Although he didn't know anything about the original situation, but there was no entertainment at night, he summed up the weirdness on his body.

The first is immunity to the virus, which is the foundation of his survival so far, and it is also his innate capital. It was "Li Juemin" who made Yang Xiaohai realize the fact that he was immune to the virus. In addition, it is through the absorption of the body that his physical strength has been strengthened to a limited extent.

It was "Li Juemin" again, which made Yang Xiaohai not only physically strong, but also took off his myopic glasses, and even had the strength to fight with the infected. Now that I think about it, "Li Juemin" not only contributed the black magnetic card of the "refuge", but also contributed the identity of the district mayor and the tool of transfer (hot air balloon).

It can be said that "Li Juemin" is Yang Xiaohai's great benefactor. Without Li Juemin, there would be no Yang Xiaohai today. Every time he thinks about this, Yang Xiaohai sighs.

Since the fight, Yang Xiaohai's body has been drifting away on the road of mutation without obeying the call. Not to mention his switch between the "intested" and humans, his increasingly powerful self-healing ability, strange power that can withstand several people, and noodles-like flexibility alone make him a complete monster.

Through the mission, he tried to be injured by different types of "infected", and the result was that his skills were more agile, his vision was clearer, and even his sense of hearing, smell, and touch was significantly enhanced, but his sense of pain was much reduced. Such a change made Yang Xiaohai happy and deeply uneasy at the same time.

If he continues to develop, will he suddenly become a living infected person one day? However, the mutation did enhance his strength, so Yang Xiaohai was like an addict, and kept drinking to quench his thirst.

After trying like this, he also found some doorways - the same kind of "infected" can only bring him one mutation. For example, being stabbed by a fingernail made him grow six bone spurs, being bitten made him grow long fangs, the skull of a female "infected" made him comprehend the "cartilage" skill, the fat "infected" made him comprehend the "crust" skill, etc., all of which have been greatly improved.

But the space is limited, and there are only a few infected people that Yang Xiaohai has come into contact with. So after strengthening his five senses, there was no new change in him. In addition, even though he led the team to reclaim floor after floor, and added clean rooms one after another, there was still not enough food.

Since Yang Xiaohai destroyed "Little Arnold", time suddenly passed more than a month, and the task of recovering the lost ground continued calmly to the fifth floor. Although there were casualties during this period, the food received was much higher than on the roof. On a gloomy morning, Yan Bing, who had not appeared for a long time, suddenly asked Yang Xiaohai to be informed, saying that he wanted to talk to him.

Yang Xiaohai suddenly woke up, today happened to be the weekend. is still the same sentence, as long as he doesn't kill everyone, he has to pay attention to Yan Bing's attitude. So knowing that it took up a rare time to sleep, he still got up and went to find Yan Bing. Because he didn't eat, Yang Xiaohai climbed the stairs a little slowly. Climbing from the 5th floor to the 28th floor of the house is sour to think about.

Although the road was deserted, I finally ran into a few people. It's a pity that those people either avoided it from afar, or treated Yang Xiaohai as air. Yang Xiaohai ignored their reactions, and only arrived at the door of Yan Bing's office on the 28th floor in half an hour.

Facing the security door, Yang Xiaohai bent his finger and knocked on it, but there was no response. "Got too little energy?" He raised his hand again: "Knock knock..." Don't know how to ask someone? How do you have a brain? Not far behind him, Yan Bing's voice came.

Unlike in the past, today's Yan Bing's voice was high-pitched, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Yang Xiaohai saw that it was him, so he withdrew his hand. "I've been nice to you all this time, haven't I? That's how you repay me? Yan Bing asked expressionlessly. In response to this brainless questioning, Yang Xiaohai immediately frowned: "Is this thing mentally ill?" ”

He turned around and faced Yan Bing. At this time, I found out that Yan Bing was about the same height as him, slightly bald.

In the past, it was because of the short stature, but this problem was not discovered until now.

Yan Bing saw that Yang Xiaohai didn't squeak, and continued to roar: "How much grain have you eaten so far?" How many people have lost their lives? I don't care what your identity is, even if you are a civilian, you can treat life like this? Do you eat every day and wait for death? ”

Yan Bing roared, the acne marks and scars on his face were trembling, and they all seemed to be venting their dissatisfaction together.

"I asked Xiao Xiao to pass a word, how long did it take you to see for yourself? If anything, you still have a fart when you come up. Yang Xiaohai plucked out his ears and wanted to defend a few words, but when he saw Yan Bing barking like a mad dog, he simply closed his mouth tightly and didn't say a word.

Seeing Yang Xiaohai like this, Yan Bing calmed down slightly, and then asked, "It's been a month and a half, what about your uncle?" What about the army? Yang Xiaohai blinked, very surprised.

"How do you remember this? Aren't they all concluded? How do you mention it again? I'm almost forgetting about it......"

After a deep groan, Yang Xiaohai spread his hands and said dryly: "I don't know." ”

"Don't know? How could you not know? Why don't you know? You don't know, who knows? ”

Yan Bing's eyes widened, and the thick lenses could no longer cover the bulging eyeballs: "Indulge you to eat and drink under my nose, but you treat me like a monkey?" ”

Yang Xiaohai was aroused: "I just want to find a stable place to live, but there are always people who don't want to be people, what can I do?" ”

"What did you say?" Yan Bing suddenly changed color, and his old face turned the color of pig liver.

"Xiao Jia, Xiao Jia? Where is the death, come to me! Hope was completely shattered, Yan Bing couldn't control it anymore, and suddenly shouted loudly.

After a while, Jia Chengsu ran over from the corner with a snort. Seeing him, Yang Xiaohai understood. As the number of reclaimed rooms increased, more than 100 people were distributed throughout the building. If it weren't for the neighborhood, Jia Chengsu wouldn't have been able to come over so quickly.

"I was wrong to think of the human heart too good. Xiao Jia, you are right. He's a liar, maybe a murderer. I handed him over to you, you must give me a good look, and then transfer his information to the Internet, check, check to the end. Look what the hell he is.

No matter how much you toss, the quest never stops. I also asked him to lead the team, but all the food I found had to be handed over to the public. Do you remember what I said? ”

Jia Chengsu hurriedly nodded yes. Yan Bing was still not satisfied, and continued to say to Jia Cheng: "In the past, you were too lazy to pay attention to me, but now you must be serious. If there's any more problems, you're going to fuck me off, do you understand? ”

"Yes." Jia Chengsu was clever, and immediately burst into muscles.