Chapter Eighty-Seven: Tracking
After eating the dry food he brought and eating up almost all the food in the grocery store, Wang He relieved his strength a little, and the next thing was how to deal with the zombies in the restaurant next door.
However, this skinless corpse still has a lot of things worth using, especially the big claws, which are light and sharp, which is the standard configuration of weapons in the past, and it is no longer used since there is a horizontal knife.
It's just that I didn't bring a horizontal knife, and it was difficult to remove this corpse claw.
Wang He smashed and slashed again, and it took a lot of effort to use the red-hot blade to remove a claw along the gap between the finger bones.
It should have been a happy thing, but in the process, his hands were also scratched, and the person was tired enough, the more he looked at the skinless corpse, the more unpleasant it became, and he raised the corpse claw and split it, splitting the skinless corpse's head in half.
"Huh!"
A drop of soybean-sized silver liquid dripped down the split head to the ground, Wang He was overjoyed, who would have thought that this skinless corpse would actually condense the evolution essence, this is what he needs most now, although it is a little less, but it will definitely speed up a lot of recovery.
Wang He didn't think about it, and directly pinched the liquid with his fingers, although these were not purified, but where did he care so much now, watching the liquid slowly dissolve in his skin.
It didn't take long for Wang He to feel hot and dizzy, what he didn't know was that in fact, during the battle with the giant corpse, he had already absorbed a large amount of evolution essence, and the balance in his body had already been broken, and he was on the verge of collapse.
It's just that for some reason, the disc temporarily controlled the invasion of the evolved cells, in addition to absorbing a large amount of nutrients and energy, in order to slowly counteract this invasion, this drop of the original solution brought him far less energy, but because the evolutionary cells carried in it broke the balance again.
At first, Wang He just thought that this was an unpurified stock solution, which brought about side effects, but the abnormality of the next body made him panic, his skin began to fester, his nails and teeth began to grow, and instead of fainting, his brain became clearer and clearer.
With a tingling pain in his head, there was only one word left in his mind, eat!
The little reason that was left stopped him from the urge to bite the skinless corpse, and he rushed out of the grocery store with all his will, Wang He was now full of only food in his mind, and he slammed open the door of the small restaurant and rushed in without hesitation.
When the zombies wandering in the restaurant saw Wang He, instead of rushing up, they dodged around in panic and escaped from the restaurant amid Wang He's roar.
Wang He didn't care about them, rummaged around, smashed a freezer with one claw, picked up the rotten raw meat and chewed it, what little reason he had left was already indifferent, and the foul-smelling carrion was particularly sweet in Wang He's mouth at this time.
For two hours, he didn't stop for a second, a freezer full of rotten rotten meat, he ate it cleanly, these were not enough, Wang He went into the kitchen again, saw what to eat, until he swallowed a large piece of ham with the skin, and then suddenly fainted to the ground.
For two days in a row, the town was calm, outside the restaurant, there were a few zombies wandering, but they didn't dare to step further, suddenly a shadow corpse appeared outside the restaurant and raided a wandering zombie, after a few bites, looked at the restaurant suspiciously, and suddenly turned around and ran away after a while.
Wang He had just woken up at this time, and was wondering where he was, a strong stench made his chest tight and short of breath, and then he found that the smell was actually his own body, and his skin was stuck with a thick layer of plaster, and what was even more disgusting was that the feeling in the crotch of his pants was ......
I actually pulled my pants......
Wang He was simply embarrassed, fortunately there was no one else, it was too embarrassing, so he quickly ran out, only to know that he had entered the restaurant at some point, and there was not a single zombie outside the restaurant.
He returned to the grocery store and grabbed a bar of soap, ready to take a shower in the large water tank in the restaurant, the smell had already made him dizzy, and if he didn't clean it up, he wouldn't have to explain it to the zombies.
As soon as he walked out of the grocery store, a zombie came to him, Wang He was shocked, and just put on a pose to meet the enemy, but when he saw the zombie, he turned around and left, leaving him stunned.
"Could it be that zombies are also afraid of smell?"
Wang He muttered secretly, and didn't care much about it, entered the restaurant and took a good shower, covered his body with curtains, and didn't feel how cold it was, so he was going to go back and find some clothes.
Although the zombies did not attack him just now, Wang He did not dare to hold it up, so he took the corpse claw sword, and walked back, and when he was about to reach the small courtyard of the farmhouse where he was stationed, there was a sound of motorcycles "suddenly" at the entrance of the village.
He turned his head and was furious, wasn't that his motorcycle? It turned out that Wang He's motorcycle was parked at the entrance of the village, and it had not been moved, and the key had not been pulled, after all, there was no one around, and the zombies would not ride a motorcycle.
Unexpectedly, now there were two ragged people who were riding his motorcycle through the market, Wang He shouted loudly for them to stop, who knew that these two people ignored him and whistled past him.
Wang He was not polite to them, and the corpse claw sword in his hand was thrown over directly, without impartiality. The person who was stabbing in the back seat heard a scream, fell off the motorcycle and stopped moving.
The thief driving the motorcycle panicked, and didn't care about the safety of his companions, twisted the accelerator to speed away, Wang He stepped forward and pulled out the corpse claw sword on the corpse, and chased after it, but unfortunately it was always the speed of the motorcycle, and he saw that he was going farther and farther.
At this time, the zombies in the town who heard the movement rushed out, and the zombies who saw Wang He still hiding just now had no fear at all. Scrambled towards him.
Wang He turned around and ran, and in a panic, he ran into the small restaurant again, and the zombie chased after him, forcing him to the place where he had just taken a bath.
Seeing that there was no way out, there was no way, Wang He had to turn around and prepare to fight to the death, but found that the zombies did not rush up, but began to retreat back in fear, Wang He was puzzled, and suddenly found that what stood in front of the zombies was precisely the clothes that had just been changed from the bath.
At this time, he realized that the zombies were really afraid of the smell.
Looking at the dirt rubbed off on the ground, Wang He stepped forward and kicked it on the body of the zombie, the zombie seemed to have been splashed with sulfuric acid, wailing and turning around and running, this dirt really worked.
Wang He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the dirty things washed off his body actually had such a miraculous effect, he wanted people to know, I am afraid that the bath water will be sold at a sky-high price in the future.
He reached out and picked up a frying spoon, picked up a little dirt on the ground, and approached it step by step, and the zombie immediately stepped back to make way for him.
Wang He walked out of the restaurant like this, and the sound of motorcycles led to a large number of zombies, and there were no less than dozens of zombies on the entire street, and the curtains around his body had already fallen while running. With a sword in one hand and a spoon in the other, he walked naked through the corpses and returned to the small courtyard of the farmhouse.
This picture is extremely weird, fortunately there is no second human here, otherwise Wang He would really kill people.
As soon as he returned to the small courtyard, he hurriedly found a piece of clothing to put on, even if there was a lack of food, the motorcycle was also lost, you must know that in the on-board computer, Li Chenyang also downloaded a map for him, the road without a motorcycle will be difficult to move an inch, he must go to find the motorcycle back.
There is not much luggage to bring, except for some dry food, there are only two horizontal knives, and with a homemade dry food bag on his back, Wang He picked up the horizontal knife.
"Huh?"
Originally, I was still a little worried, two knives weighing forty pounds would seriously drag down my trip, after all, it was equivalent to carrying a bag of noodles on my body, and there was a lot of dry food and water, and I couldn't go far without a motorcycle on foot.
I didn't expect the horizontal knife to start, but I didn't feel very heavy, I pulled it out and waved it a few times, it was actually quite relaxed, and suddenly Wang He thought of something, ran out of the house, and moved it to the small cart used for farm work in the yard with one hand.
Sure enough, his strength was restored, and the cart, which was loaded with sundries and weighed fifty pounds, was lifted by him with one hand, although it was still some distance from the heyday, but there was no longer the trouble of carrying heavy loads and not being able to use a horizontal knife.
Wang He didn't know what happened to him when he was unconscious, but he didn't expect that there wasn't much food in the restaurant, and now that he had regained a little ability, he still decided to use the skinless corpse, make a few throwing spears, and then settle accounts with car thieves.
The double knife is out of the sheath, there is a horizontal knife in hand, Wang He is still afraid of what zombies, standing at the door of the small courtyard and roaring, the zombies ran over in a gang, he was stuck at the door, with the help of a small space, one by one, the zombies on the street were killed.
Dozens of zombies also made Wang He tired enough, it seems that the ability to recover is not as much as he imagined, at most it is about 20% of the previous one, fortunately there are not many zombies in the vicinity, otherwise it would really be dead.
After resting for a while, Wang He returned to the grocery store, cut off all the claws of the corpses, fastened them to wooden poles with wires, tied eight throwing guns to his back with ropes, and walked in the direction where the motorcycle had left.
On the way, he also picked up a bicycle, used a horizontal knife to cut the lock, and rode it away, which is much more convenient than walking.
After about five kilometers of pedaling on the bike, Wang finally saw the rut turn towards a walled building not far away.
He jumped off the bicycle and squatted behind a tree to observe carefully, before he was sure, Wang He did not plan to rush up, the other party's behavior was obviously not a good stubble, and he killed another one on the spot, this matter cannot be solved by a few simple negotiations.
This is a hospital, the bronze plaque at the door reads "Dingzhou Xinhe Township Mental Hospital" The gate is closed, the tire print of the motorcycle passes through the gate and disappears into the hospital.
Since there was no one to guard, he didn't intend to waste time, trotted close to the door, poked his head out to look inside, and saw his black horse motorcycle parked in front of the building, and the three people around him were listening to what a thin guy was saying.
Wang He recognized at a glance that the thin man was a car thief, and the other three were slightly stronger than him, and they were also in rags, and none of them had weapons in their hands.