Time is not the only issue. Bai Ze shook his head, his brow furrowed even deeper, and he realized that things were more complicated than they seemed at first.

Time is the main issue, as currently his enemies are only three low-level zombies moving at turtle speed. But even if they walked slowly, if the number of zombies was so overwhelmingly high that Bai Ze couldn't keep a safe distance, it wouldn't make much sense.

But another problem that Bai Ze almost ignored was concentration.

In this case, he knows the weaknesses and strengths of the enemy he is facing. But how can you know about an enemy you don't know? After carefully considering every detail, Bai Ze came up with a no-answer answer.

How could he possibly have time to concentrate even on creating and imagining the shape of a weapon or object while trying to keep his body intact and try not to get hurt as much as possible, and then carefully mobilize his mana as he moved around the battlefield? Doing so many tasks at the same time is not only extremely difficult, but it can also put yourself in danger in an instant.

"It's really hard." Bai Ze sighed, scratched his head, and continued to move in a southeasterly direction.

Whenever a small group of zombies appeared, Bai Ze used them as guinea pigs to practice mana control to reduce the time it took to mobilize mana. At the same time, he is also trying to come up with the best way to imagine the formation of the blood gun; Instead of constantly changing the form of the weapon, Bai Ze came to the conclusion that it was best to master one form first and then focus on the others.

His first-order blood control technique is very powerful for living enemies who can feel pain. However, although it can be used to shape and control the transformation of blood from a liquid state to a solid state, it is very difficult and depends 100% on Bai Ze's imagination.

During the conversion process, Bai Ze needs to imagine weapons to shape and shape, and it is not easy to do this in combat. In fact, he was able to do this more easily because of his work experience before the Doomsday broke out, otherwise it would have been much more difficult.

As Bai Ze advanced, from time to time, a group of zombies composed of dozens of zombies, or even hundreds of zombies, would appear, but when they sensed Bai Ze's presence, they began to attack. Bai Ze wielded the Xuanyuan Sword, going in and out of the zombie group, and in an instant, his head was all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

Even after he filled several two-liter bottles, blood was still everywhere he passed, and the decapitated zombie corpses began to pile up rapidly.

When Bai Ze had a headache because of his multitasking, Linglong watched all this from the top of the building.

There was a faint smile on his handsome face, and his lazy eyes looked at the human who kicked the dead corpse from time to time.

"Even it took me a whole year to get used to the existence of mana, but he already had a preliminary idea of how to control it and use it at will...... Are you embarrassed to complain? I'm looking forward to you more and more. She whispered to herself and laughed secretly.

To the north of the gymnasium, in the exact opposite direction to where Bai Ze and his three men were, the giant elephant beetle was slowly dismembering thanks to the continuous efforts of fifty people.

The beetle's shell was so hard that even Bai Ze's Xuanyuan Sword, which could penetrate any biological defense below level forty, would take a long time to break. However, now that the first-order flame beetle had been dead for several days, after Bai Ze absorbed a part of his soul power, his defense power was greatly reduced, and the shell was no longer attached to the body as before.

Taking advantage of the rift that Bai Ze had smashed with Liang Peng's hammer the day before, the survivors began to pry open the shell using knives, iron pipes, and any other tools they could.

They gently lifted the crust, and using the small space created, others quickly cut the meat open, thus separating the crust.

There was a large mass of metal-like objects on the ground, which had formed a hill about a meter high; This is, of course, the wreckage that was successfully removed.

The survivors were working nervously, and Wu Yijun, Gao Min, Li Na, Shangguan Bingxue, Chen He, and Liang Peng, who were standing on the third floor of the pharmacy, looked down. Some looked curious, some were indifferent, and some were looking around, just in case.

"So...... Do you want to do something with this monster's shell? Wu Yijun asked with squinted eyes, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes.

Shangguan Bingxue bowed slightly, and slowly explained: "At breakfast today, Bai Ze asked me to keep the shell and not throw it away, so that we can make good use of it when we are ready to leave, and we can also use it as a metal plate to protect the car when we clear the exit road." ”

"Oh? Bingxue, could it be that you and he have met in private? Wu Yijun held back a smile and asked in surprise, "When was it discussed?" ”

"Meet in private?" Shangguan Bingxue frowned, shook his head, and said suspiciously: "No, we just chatted a few words, and then separated, he went south, and we went north." But, Yijun, why do you ask that? ”

"Anyway, that meat looks so tender!" Chen He suddenly interjected and pointed to beetle meat, which was also delicious when eaten raw.

The people in the building looked at him with strange eyes, and Shangguan Bingxue couldn't help but ask, "Chen He, I didn't know you were a lover of beetle meat. ”

Chen He's face stiffened, and his anger turned red, he felt that everyone's eyes were staring at him, and Shangguan Bingxue's words were the last knife.

"Poof-hahahaha!" Wu Yijun finally couldn't help laughing, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Chen He, you're too obvious!" ”