Wang He's inexplicable premonition began to haunt him again, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace, at first he thought it was his own suspicion, but as time went by, the distance of this radius became smaller and smaller.

When he was about to walk out of the headquarters, the radius distance had shrunk to only about 1 meter, Wang He couldn't care so much anymore, and ran wildly, and the zombies who didn't have time to retreat were knocked down by him one after another.

It's just that he is now weak, and he is carrying two horizontal knives of nearly 30 catties, knocking down the zombies is also consuming his physical strength, and finally when he rushed out of the headquarters, the zombies were already close to his body and began to look at him.

Fortunately, there are still relatively few zombies outside the command, not so dense, Wang He saw from a distance that his black horse motorcycle was still parked in place, he gritted his teeth, tried his last strength, and ran towards the black horse with his life.

Just when the silver luster on the fragments completely faded, it also lost its effect on the zombies, and the zombies who had been silent all this time screamed and pounced on him, and Wang He finally stepped on the motorcycle before the zombies caught up, and lit a fire.

Fortunately, this motorcycle has been modified by Li Chenyang, you must know that he did not turn off the power when he parked, and before it was modified, the battery had already lost power, and it was impossible to run the engine.

As soon as he twisted the accelerator, the motorcycle rushed out like an arrow from the string, and Wang He quickly raised the speed of the motorcycle to the highest level, and rushed out of the thin group of zombies outside the headquarters.

Along the way, there were traces of people stepping on, being crushed, and there were traces of vehicle ruts, Wang He wanted to follow the trail to find Wu Ting and others, but there were also many scattered zombies on this road, and with his current strength, he couldn't deal with these zombies at all.

In the end, for the sake of insurance, Wang He decided to take a detour, but he still overestimated himself, and the problem of road idiocy made him gradually lose his way.

At first, Wang He could still use his excellent eyesight to see the road and scattered zombies from a distance to determine his direction, but later, he still got lost, not only did he not see the traces left by Wu Ting and others, but he couldn't even see the zombies.

Hunger and exhaustion, at this time, slowly took over his body, and his backpack had long been lost in battle, and he didn't carry much supplies on his motorcycle, just a bottle or two of water, and he needed a safe place to stay, and a mouthful of hot food.

After a few kilometers of walking, a small town gradually came into view of Wang He, the town is not big, but a little larger than an ordinary village, there are a few six- or seven-story high-rise buildings, and there are many shops, which seems to be a little more prosperous than the village.

He originally wanted to pick a shop or a small shop to replenish supplies, but there were often zombies at the door in these places, so he had to dispel this idea, although there were only six or seven, but for the current Wang He, it was an insurmountable gap.

In the end, he chose a small courtyard near the edge of the town, with only two or three zombies, as his target.

Because he was worried that the noise of the motorcycle would cause unnecessary trouble, Wang He stopped the motorcycle from a distance, walked closer to the small courtyard, quietly approached the zombies, and solved them one by one.

Although his current strength is not as good as before, his experience is incomparably rich, and the one-on-one solution is still very easy to kill the zombies.

After entering the small courtyard, this is a very ordinary farmhouse, Wang He has searched a lot, and the harvest is quite rich.

He first changed his clothes, in the previous battle, his clothes had long been tattered, the cold wind along the way, he had frozen so that his face turned purple, if it wasn't for lying on the motorcycle all the time, relying on the little heat emitted by the engine, it would have been a miracle to be able to hold on here.

Then I found rice noodles in the kitchen, and some air-dried bacon and sausages hanging on it. In the cellar of the yard also found some potatoes and cabbage.

Wang He, who was already a little dizzy from hunger, began to cook in a hurry, but after searching the whole house, he didn't find a single thing that started a fire.

Fortunately, Wang He is not the kind of person who knows nothing about survival in the wild, and his experience of living with his grandfather for many years makes him more comfortable with these things.

He first pulled out some cotton from the quilt of this family, spread it into sheets, and then took out some grass ash from the stove and sprinkled it on the cotton, and then rolled the cotton into a thin strip, pressed it on the wooden table with stones, rubbed it vigorously, and rolled it.

After a while, the cotton smoked, and Wang He quickly lit a handful of hay with the cotton, lit the firewood in the stove, filled the pot with some snow water, melted it, and cleaned the ingredients.

A meal of bacon stewed rice was quickly prepared.

Wang He didn't care about the hot mouth, and devoured a lot of food, and after eating and drinking, he sadly found that his meal was too large again, and he actually killed five catties of rice and added a large pot of stewed vegetables by himself, but it was just to offset the hunger.

He suddenly thought of whether it was possible that his ability was not gone, but because of the excessive consumption of energy, and he could not use his ability for the time being, but unfortunately the purification essence was all in Li Chenyang's place, otherwise he would know if his guess was right after dropping a few drops.

After resting for a while, Wang He wrapped himself in a quilt and thought about his future plans, Wu Ting and the others didn't know their whereabouts, and they didn't know where to start, so it seemed that they could only go to Haicheng, hoping to meet them there.

However, his mobile phone with the map is gone, and the weapon is not in his hand, and the two horizontal knives are too heavy, and he can't wield them at all now, and the top priority is to recover his strength as soon as possible.

Wang He pondered, and inadvertently played with the mysterious fragment in his hand, which looked delicate and smooth, but felt a little grainy.

He picked up the fragment with some curiosity, looked carefully in the light, and found that the fragment seemed to be engraved with extremely shallow patterns, these lines Wang He seemed to have seen somewhere, and after thinking for a long time, he patted his head, isn't this the same as the pattern on the horizontal knife?

Pulling out two horizontal knives, Wang He carefully compared them, and he was sure that this pattern was definitely from the hand of one person, but this color looked dark and simple, and the silver glitter was more like a modern product.

A sword that sharpens iron like clay and absorbs evolution fluid to increase its weight on its own, and has the energy to disperse the fragments of zombies, and if he wants to say that these two equally magical things don't come from the same place, he doesn't believe it.

But after watching it for a long time, he couldn't figure out anything else, Wang He suddenly "gurgled" in his stomach, and even he rubbed his stomach in disbelief, and he was actually hungry again.

It seems that his excessive energy consumption is not far from ten, as for why his body did not collapse, it is unknown, as soon as this hunger came up, Wang He couldn't control the things in his hand, and trotted all the way to cook.

This family has a lot of food left, and when cooking, he deliberately made more staple food, after all, there are too few dishes in comparison, and he can save it.

Another five catties of rice in the stomach, Wang He still touched his stomach, and cooked a pot of rice again, it seems that he can't go anywhere for the time being, according to this amount of food, less than a kilometer out, you have to bury the pot to make rice, not to mention that so much food can't be taken away, it's better to eat as much as possible.

However, he still underestimated the amount of food he ate, but on the first day, a bag of twenty catties of rice was wiped out by him, looking at the remaining grain, Wang He felt that the time to leave here might come soon.

At dawn the next day, Wang He had eaten his fill, and decided to find himself some weapons to increase the success rate of finding food, after all, the remaining food was enough for him to eat for two days, and then no matter where he went, he would have to face zombies.

There is a firewood knife in this small farmhouse courtyard, which may not be sharp enough, but it is lightweight, and it is quite light after a few swings, and another axe was found, Wang He pinned it to his waist, carried the firewood knife, and quietly walked out of the small courtyard.

He had already seen on the roof of the neighbor's house next door, there seemed to be a lot of bacon and sausages hanging in the kitchen, he was now the most hungry for meat, sometimes when he saw zombies, he couldn't help but imagine the smell of zombie meat.

There are two zombies in the yard of the leader's house, which is easy to solve, but the trouble is that there is also a corpse dog in the yard, if it weren't for the strong desire for food, Wang He really didn't plan to take this risk.

Secretly climbed up the courtyard wall of the neighbor's house, climbed up the roof along the wall, in order to prevent the zombies from making a noise, attracting the zombies in the distance to besiege him, Wang He planned to use his last resort.

Raised his left hand to aim at the corpse dog, aimed for a long time, and then patted his arm with his right hand, and a small black arrow flew out from the cuff, this is the arm crossbow built by Li Chenyang at the beginning, because there are only three crossbow arrows, Wang He has never been willing to use it.

The black arrow pierced the corpse dog's eye, and the dog seemed to be aware of it, and just as the crossbow arrow was about to pierce its eyeball, the dog's head rose a little.

"Poof!" The crossbow arrow was shot under the eye socket of the dog's head, but unfortunately the strength of the arm crossbow was not enough, the arrow only pierced five or six centimeters, and it was not fatal, and the corpse dog howled in pain, and barked.

Wang He failed to succeed in a blow, and another arrow, this time it was worse, brushing the edge of the dog's ears, and at this time the corpse dog had already discovered him, barking at the roof, and the zombies in the distance seemed to be attracted by the barking, and slowly walked over.

Thinking of the bacon in the kitchen, Wang He couldn't help licking his lips and changing the angle, the zombie couldn't see him, but he could just aim at the corpse dog and shoot the last crossbow arrow.

This time there was no return in vain, the crossbow arrow shot through the dog's eye, and one arrow killed, Wang He hurriedly lay on the roof, and waited for a long time before poking his head out again.

There was no barking of dogs, and the zombies in the distance also stopped, and after a while, they slipped away to other places, and the two zombies in the yard gathered around the dog corpses, standing in place blankly, and after a while, they bent down and began to eat.

Wang He did not miss the opportunity, took out the axe and threw it out, chopped a zombie to death with an axe, followed by the person jumped from the roof, and solved the other zombie with a firewood knife.