What would it be like to eat jelly that has just been taken out of the refrigerator? Yang Xiaohai at this moment has this feeling. He slammed his mouth, savoring the taste. The cool, lubricated and sweet taste is so delicious.

It's just a little little, and two crystal brains are not enough to stuff the teeth. Yang Xiaohai looked into the distance unsatisfied, but saw rows of wooden bookshelves arranged very neatly. Even if a few rows were knocked down by him, the bookshelves with fixed foundations did not form a domino effect.

Come to think of it, there's no library that doesn't have bookshelves fixed, right? If it falls down as soon as it is pushed, then the library staff should not do anything else, and it is better to fight lawsuits all day long.

There was a faint smell of books and ink in the air, and the smell of pure wood bookshelves, coupled with the strong smell of corpses, mixed into an extremely unique smell. Black Hitomi had already put a green mask on her face. In an instant, a young strange girl with a green face, a green neck and ears, and a pair of jeans appeared.

Yang Xiaohai didn't have a mask, so he could only use his hands in front of his nose. Who wants him to drink and drink and lose his good mask?

In almost total darkness, Yang Xiaohai walked towards the bookshelf. Rummaging through it, he pulled out a thick book from the shelf. He shook his hand and proudly showed off to the black pupils: "My eyesight is okay, right?" ”

The black pupil glanced at it and asked curiously, "It's just a map, do you need to nail it so thick?" The things of the secular world really don't work. ”

Yang Xiaohai was poked in the sore foot, and immediately defended: "I'm already well." Guaranteed to work. ”

Black Hitomi: "......"

Yang Xiaohai: "......"

They didn't stay long in the library, and the two of them walked up and down the building. Thanks to the congestion of large cities, buildings are almost connected to each other. Even if it's a little far away, it's not that far off. Yang Xiaohai, who was constantly jumping, was not idle in his brain. Half an hour has passed since the raw crystal brain was eaten, but there is no reaction from the body.

Unlike the fat "infected" time, this time I really didn't feel it at all. In addition to eating the food he had been thinking about for a long time, Yang Xiaohai found nothing. The two of them followed the map and headed straight towards the center of the carrier city. Therefore, whenever Yang Xiaohai accidentally made some noises, he could always hear a lot of sounds coming from the ground.

You don't have to go down to know that the number of infected people is increasing. Since the two of them were moving almost in a straight line, one building after another actively isolated the "infected" who were following them. The reason for the increasing number of monsters can only be that the number of "infected" on the ground is already very large. In other words, the closer you get to the center of the city, the exponential increase in the number of monsters.

So when Yang Xiaohai jumped up to the roof again, he was surrounded unexpectedly. Countless "crab" type "infected" almost fill the small rooftop. As soon as Yang Xiaohai climbed up, at least five tongues rolled towards him. However, after a series of infections and mutations, Yang Xiaohai is no longer an ordinary person who has just left home.

He held his breath, and his skin instantly turned red as if it had been boiled. "Crusty Skill", Activation. All kinds of strange sounds sounded on him, Yang Xiaohai endured the sourness of being killed by the alien "horse killing chicken", dragged the owner of the tongue to his eyes, and then beheaded them one by one with a bone knife.

When he first left the black-clothed security building, Yang Xiaohai was not so strong. Now he is a lot stronger, and he can eat mutant infected people as snacks. Nothing special happened during this time, anyway, Yang Xiaohai became stronger for no reason, what can I do?

Yang Xiaohai can finally harvest food on his own. He cut off the heads of the infected who were on all fours, with no skin, and sent the infected brains into his mouth. Although this thing looks unsightly, it is like the roasted centipede and roasted spider, and the taste in the mouth is really delicious and delicious.

In a few moments, the roof of the building was covered with headless remains. Yang Xiaohai roughly counted, more than twenty crystals in his stomach, and Yang Xiaohai actually felt full. You know, he's a guy who can eat half a bag of rice in one meal. To solve these things, he also deliberately rubbed for a few minutes. In addition to a few more crystal brains in the stomach, the feeling of fullness is stronger.

"It's good, it can't trigger the mutation, and it's good to be able to fill the stomach. At least I don't have to go through the trouble of looking around for food. "Yang Xiaohai's plan is not wrong. In this apocalyptic world where monsters are rampant, there can only be more and more mutant infections. And it's all fresh, and it's almost an inexhaustible supply compared to food.

Of course, such a situation is only true for Yang Xiaohai alone, and others don't even think about it. Not to mention the crystal brain, which one of the mutated "infected" is good to get along with?

Since there is no mutation, it is useless to stay where you are. Yang Xiaohai spread out the map, adjusted the direction according to the moonlight, and jumped between the buildings again. Along the way, he cut a few more mutant "infected", and he even harvested a few "Little Arnold"-type crystal brains on the ground.

As a result, the stomach is round, but the body has not changed anything. Yang Xiaohai finally accepted the reality: being infected and mutated is only effective for the first time, and if you want to experience the benefits of mutation, you can only expect other types of "infected people". To date, the types of infected people Yang Xiaohai has come into contact with are basically stable.

However, the "infected" are also constantly mutating, and it is believed that over time, different types will be encountered. So Yang Xiaohai kept moving towards the center of the city with a big belly.

It's been a long time since I've felt this comfortable. Since beating Yang Xiaohai, he has changed from an "infected" to a human, and the number of times he has eaten can be counted on one hand. Therefore, Yang Xiaohai's movements are a little slow, and he can hide and hide from the "infected" who block the road, and he really can't hide and then solve it. And the black pupil followed behind Yang Xiaohai from beginning to end.

She was very satisfied with her denim outfit, and the blue hairpin tied up her hair, and the neat stay in the sea made it even more playful. Two pink headdresses combed her hair into two locks, one left and one right hanging down at her sides, and with tight corseted jeans, the little girl is very beautiful.

Dressed up like this, it's obvious that a lot of thought has been put into it. That's why the little girl drove the "Tiancong Cloud Sword", and she didn't even want to touch a drop of stains. One is full, the other is afraid of getting dirty, so the two of them gradually become two points that move between the buildings at great speed. Strange to say, the "infected" who jumped high when they landed, and the "infected" who were covered in black smoke did not appear.

It was a dangerous parkour bungee jumping, but Yang Xiaohai and Yang Xiaohai were as easy as strolling around. After jumping like this for half a night, Yang Xiaohai finally stopped on the roof of a building with more than 30 floors. Just downstairs in this building, two oil drums are sitting in the center of the intersection. The flames rose high, but they were blocked by the surrounding buildings.

It can keep you warm without letting the fire travel far. "See you again." Yang Xiaohai hung on the top floor of the building with his feet in the air, bowed his head and bared his teeth at a few people dozens of meters below. At this time, the guy who came out in the middle of the night to hang out is by no means an ordinary person.

On the two oil drums were white arms and human legs. If they weren't "Scar" people, they would also be a bunch of cannibalistic guys. To deal with such a scumbag, Yang Xiaohai has no psychological burden.

Yang Xiaohai climbed down from the other side of the building and touched the firelight under the cover of night. Strange to say, the neighborhood is so quiet that you can't even see a single ordinary infected person. Yang Xiaohai didn't have time to think about it, and as the distance got closer, he saw four figures wrapped in coats. One of them was wearing a white down jacket, with a slender figure and long flowing hair, and it was actually a woman.

"Groove, is there a safe house nearby?"

"I'll go. Lao Hua, you are so old, why are you still so thirsty? ”

"Hehe, in this world, even watching a ball has become a dream. I can't sleep, and I don't have anything to refresh myself, so why are you idle! ”

"So what are you doing all the time? Lao Hua, how do you say that sentence, 'Peony flowers are also merry to be ghosts.' 'Go ahead, go ahead, brothers, keep an eye on you for a while. ”

"Brother Hua, it's been tossing for half the night. Rest for half the night, I'm too sleepy. The woman whispered.

"Smack", the middle-aged man scolded: "Sluts, don't be ashamed." At dawn, you're the next shipment. Don't take advantage of this time to use it more, wait for the next time you come out, who knows if you are dead or alive, and don't pretend to be pitiful here. Rest, rest the fart! Why don't you rest on the bucket, then you can rest completely. Hahaha......"

Lao Hua was moved by his sense of humor and laughed on his back. The two men were hooked by him and laughed insolently. With laughter, the wood inside the iron bucket crackled.

After laughing a few times, Lao Hua grabbed the woman's hair and walked towards the nearest building. In the midst of the woman's painful begging for mercy, as soon as she took two steps, she heard two soft sounds of "click, click, click" in her ears. He looked back curiously, and in the firelight, somehow, a bare-chested sturdy man suddenly appeared.

The man's muscles bulged, and he held a pair of translucent strange knives in his hands, which at first glance was not good at all. And the two companions who had just spoken to him were all lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Lao Hua's scalp suddenly became numb, and he touched his waist as fast as he could. But before the gun could be drawn, a young face was already pressed against his forehead.

The man's jaw was jerked down, and with a "click", his tongue sticking out of his lips. This is not the end, the young man kicked his old waist again, and Lao Hua suddenly lay on the cold snow and couldn't move. The lower half of his body was extremely numb, but Lao Hua's heart was cold.

Who was it that knocked down the three of them in a flash. It's just a matter of being good, but the man was extremely ruthless, and he was half paralyzed in an instant. Under his horrified gaze, the young man also wiped the woman's chin.

The young man held the woman's hands in one hand, but put his fingers into the woman's mouth with the other. After a while, a small capsule was thrown into the snow. Lao Hua's heart is even colder.