The grotesque sound of rustling approached from the ventilation duct behind Xue Yang.

Xue Yang is a fierce spirit from the pipe! Rapid secretion of adrenaline.

He didn't dare to look back, but hurriedly grabbed the narrow ventilation duct window and jumped over! Ignoring the gaps in his pants and thighs that were scraped open by the protruding edges and corners of the pipe mouth, he escaped from the monitoring room and locked the door of the house with the ability to perceive the atmosphere.

Then, he turned around and ran towards the window position on one side of the supermarket!

That was the direction where Jiang Qian's green light came from.

In the blink of an eye, there was a frightening crashing sound from inside the door of the locked monitoring room! Then came the crack of the door cracking.

"Old Jiang, help......" Xue Yang silently recited the heart mantra.

But that doesn't stop the crawlers who "break out" behind them and come one after another!

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Xue Yang exerted his strength to eat milk and ran out of the pride of a 100-meter sprint! When the whole person roared towards the open glass window, he felt that fire could erupt from his throat!!

……

At the top of the towering chimney in the distance, a curly-haired man with a thin and old face and a few beast fangs hanging from his neck held a telescope and said with a nervous expression:

"Who's special! There are humans in the ant nest...... How did he get in?"

"Are you sure it's human?"

Beside her, a young woman with blond hair and blue eyes and a long ponytail turned her cheek sideways from the other side, holding up the binoculars with one hand and looking in the direction the curly-haired man was pointing.

Both of them were in good shape, climbing on the ladder outside the chimney, their shabby clothes and trousers still fully dressed under their wet cloaks covered with a viscous special substance.

In addition, each of them carries various models of equipment that look "weather-beaten", and they are fully equipped with hot and cold weapons.

It appears to be on some sort of high-risk reconnaissance mission.

"It should be human," the curly-haired man snorted with one eye squinted, always staring at his target, "The infected are besieging him, heh, this kid is going to kill himself by jumping out of the window!"

"That's not right." The woman's expression was indifferent.

In the field of vision of the two, Xue Yang, who had a color hanging on his legs and ran to the window, slapped the huge glass window vigorously, seeing that the crawler behind him was about to chase the tail, but he was stunned and retreated abnormally......

The creeper behind him is about to pounce in an instant!

I saw a phantom flash in the lens, and a large piece of glass suddenly shattered!

……

"Something crashed in...... Who special! Is it a cannonball?"

"Don't talk Victor, look carefully." The woman's voice was calm.

But a thin and thin layer of cold sweat oozed from her forehead because of this......

In the telescope's field of limited clarity, the glass-shattering "cannonball" straightened up in the smoke, and the cyan wings on his back were elegantly folded, and the blue scales peeked out from under his tattered clothes, forming an incredible beauty.

The woman's hole contracted, and the muscles of her arms tensed and trembled unconsciously.

In the three years of the catastrophe, Rao is one of the very few survivors, and she has never seen such a "human" with her own eyes, or it is no longer a human in her understanding!

"Hey, I can't see it from this angle...... Talia, can you see it over there?" The curly-haired man named Victor grumbled irritably. ….

Talia swallowed softly, slowly lowering the binoculars, and whispered, "New variant......

"Huh?" Victor's frown tightened, and his wrinkled cheeks added to the vicissitudes.

It took a few seconds for Talia to stabilize her emotions and repeat her judgment: "A new variant has appeared in Lotus City......

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books, change the source, and install the latest version.] 】

The vicissitudes of life on Victor's face instantly turned into astonishment, and he was stunned by the words "new variant"!

……

The second floor of the abandoned supermarket.

Almost at the moment when Jiang sneaked in, Xue Yang turned

Throw yourself to the side!

The burst glass sprinkled a dense cloud of debris, raining down on the creepers rushing behind Xue Yang, forcing them to instinctively retreat.

Jiang Qian landed in the open space that was let out, his body gradually straightened, and he calmly gathered his wings.

After glancing at Xue Yang's location, his fangs stretched out between his ten fingers, killing the rushing creeper with lightning speed.

A creeper with a giant pincer-like mouthpiece and a sharp tail spine is a bunch of goggles in front of the Tri-State Fusion Superspecies!

The whole process is like Jiang Qian's unilateral slaughter.

But Jiang Qian is not in love with war.

Xue Yang on the side just picked up two pieces of broken glass from the ground, and was eager to help, but Jiang Qian, who was turned back, held his shoulders and flew away from the broken window of the supermarket!

"Ah~~~ Old ginger, old ginger slow down!"

"Quiet, you can't fall." Jiang Qian held Xue Yang's armpits with both hands and flew low in the air.

He opened his vision and swept across two blocks at astonishing air speed, sifting through landing sites.

In the end, they stopped on the rooftop of a row of three-story small bungalows, Jiang Qian landed smoothly, and after putting down Xue Yang, he completely retracted his wings and scales, and sat on the ground to breathe.

After continuously using the super-species ability, his physical exertion gradually exceeded the load.

This "anomaly", Jiang Qian sensed on the way to the supermarket that using the power of super species in the current dungeon world would speed up exhaustion and hunger than in reality.

Xue Yang next to him settled down and calmed down, and when the dizziness subsided, he sneaked towards Jiang with his hands and feet, and couldn't wait: "Old Jiang, do you have anything to eat?"

He swallowed as he spoke, blood still seeping out of his torn pants......

I want to ask you...... Jiang Qian also rolled his Adam's apple, suppressed the invading hunger, pressed Xue Yang's shoulder, and said, "This house is still safe, let's go downstairs to find it."

"Good, good!"

Xue Yang nodded quickly, and at the same time couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Injury, but also stimulates hunger? Jiang Qian secretly observed Xue Yang's reaction, and did not explain or discuss further, because the hunger was too abrasive, and he had to solve his urgent need first.

The two violently broke through the locks on the roof of the single-family bungalow and cautiously entered this unfamiliar living environment.

They arrived at a clearly middle-class family: the third floor was a place for leisure and a home theater, the second floor was divided into bedrooms, a study and a small living room, and the first floor was a kitchen, a large living room and a storage room.

Well, before the cataclysm, this place should have been as warm as above, but now every room here is like a utility room or even a garbage dump, covered in heavy dust. ….

The further down you go, the stronger the rancid smell becomes.

In the three years of the catastrophe, in addition to the ravages of time, there are also the bad traces left by countless looters when they traveled back and forth here.

After scouring around, they didn't find any food in the conventional sense, and the "poor" didn't even have a grain of dog food left.

It seems that all the medical supplies used to bandage Xue Yang's wounds have been looted or destroyed in the past three years.

Hunger, burning between the stomachs of the two!

"Old ginger...... Me, Gollum...... I'm so hungry, how can this be?"

Standing in the messy living room on the first floor, Xue Yang turned his head with a pale face.

He was now sweating, restless, shaking his hands and feet, and constantly swallowing saliva from his salivary glands.

"Try eating dirt."

Jiang Qian's condition was not much better than Xue Yang's, he had just used the superspecies ability intensively, and when he couldn't find edible materials, he calmly took out a small bag of "soil" from his pocket. This is a collection labeled "Kannon Soil" that has just been collected from the master's study.

The so-called "Guanyin soil" is actually a kind of white clay, which is often used by disaster victims to satisfy their hunger during famine years, and is a last resort food choice.

"Do it first." Jiang Qian opened the palm-sized envelope and poured the soil into his mouth!

Xue Yang was shocked at that time

"Old ginger, you eat alone, shameless!"

Go up and grab the remaining clods and crumbs in your hands and gobble them up.

Then the two of them coughed in unison!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem! It's so unpalatable......

"Ahem, cough, then you still robbed?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Okay, okay, who let you rob it alive," Jiang Qian patted Xue Yang's back to prevent the other party from choking to death, "There is still a sack in the storeroom."

"Nest ???" Xue Yang was dumbfounded.

The hunger pang was suspended, and the two looked at each other for a long time, only feeling inexplicably funny.

"Hey, old ginger, do you think those things look like bullet ants?" Xue Yang mentioned the army of creepers he encountered in the supermarket.

Giant pincer-like mouthparts, with venomous tail spines, including crawling posture and limb shape, are similar to ants.

As a top student in the biology department, Xue Yang judged the subcategory by his characteristics at first glance: bullet ants.

"Indeed, it should be." The reason why Jiang Qian was able to determine it was because on the basis of the information that Xue Yang observed, he also obtained the attribute of poison from the creeper through the contact of the poisonous fangs.

"So the 'zombies' in this world are reptile killers that combine bullet ant genes?" Xue Yang exclaimed quietly, and at the same time swallowed his saliva again.

"It's too early to tell...... But it seems to me that those creepers are highly similar to the metamorphosis involved in the previous official case. It's just that they don't seem to be aggressive enough to be the enemy of most super-species players."

"Perhaps that's why the dungeon seals our items and imposes harsh restrictions on the use of superspecies abilities, such as intense hunger."

"Of course, even without the use of superspecies, hunger pangs will continue to kick in."

While Xue Yang nodded, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously. ….

Jiang Qian looked at Xue Yang: "Didn't you eat just now?"

"Damn, just two mouthfuls are enough for someone to stuff their teeth! Are you sure there's still a sack?" Xue Yang was eager to try, his eyes shining.

"This ......," Jiang Qian snorted, "It's almost gone!"

Before the words fell, the two rushed to the storage room in unison!

"Tuk, tuk,"

As the two of them passed through the entrance, a sound similar to a knock came from the door, accompanied by an enticing "scent".

Xue Yang's eyes contracted, and he paused in vain, and the saliva in his mouth was secreted rapidly!

Jiang Qian also stopped because of this, and quietly blocked between the outdoor door and Xue Yang.

……

The sixth canyon man, who is well versed in tracking techniques, cautiously evacuated all the way to the outside of the station.

Knowing that he and the hidden dragon should not be matched to the same dungeon made him very excited and motivated! Trying to kill each other through this most intuitive comparison.

The more eager he is to win, the more cautious he becomes.

"This dungeon lasts for 72 days, and the deadly crisis should not appear so soon, on the contrary, put a long line to catch a big fish, and you have to find configurations such as side quests and hidden quests, and clear the level perfectly!"

"Hmm...... The important thing is to do it more perfectly than the hidden dragon! In order to sober up those brainless powders that the hidden dragon doesn't use."

"That's it."

The Sixth Canyon maintains a steady pace of travel, and is always aware of the many characteristics of the cataclysmic world in the context of his surroundings and worldview.

For example, the strange "strangulation" on the train, the strange-smelling slime on several seats, and the dense and chaotic running marks that can be seen everywhere on the ground, etc.

He was afraid that a mistake or omission would slow down the progress of the strategy or disrupt the rhythm of the clearance.

After all, there are not many opportunities to slap the dragon in the face, and he thinks that he must firmly grasp it and win him at any cost!

Whether you can make a name for yourself in the future depends on this battle!

He was secretly planning as he leaped up from the arch at the exit of the station.

View the situation outside the station from a high vantage point......

The eyes that were originally slightly excited lit up with a different brilliance at this moment!

Rows of scrawny and crawling figures are densely appearing in the field of vision of the sixth man in the canyon.

He swallowed subconsciously, his eyes examined the creeper's sharp pincers like pincers, and the sharp tail spines on his hips, and secretly assessed:

"These things look weak, huh? And ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of rustling beside him, which made the highly alert nerves of the sixth man in the canyon tense instantly.

He looked back suddenly, and a creeper with huge mouthparts was already shaking the tentacles above his head and approaching him.

It was only at this moment that he finally saw the creeper's true face:

He was skinny, with rough, blackened skin and burrs, sunken cheeks, but his eye sockets were unusually bulging.

Their eyes were devoid of sparkle and were cloudy.

"Death to my grandfather!"

The sixth man of the canyon was undaunted and shouted a heavy punch......

"Kacha" sounded.

The creeper's head was knocked out!

The body that remained where it was left trembled, and a small stream of juice spurted from its neck, and the limbs that had lost the command of the mind trembled and trembled, and finally fell from the arch and died. ….

The sixth man of the canyon stared at the strange corpse on the ground, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva again.

I'm so hungry......

He continued to stare at the incomplete corpse of the creeper on the ground, and his appetite grew stronger.

It seems that what is scattered on the ground is not a monster that has been transformed by infection, but a crispy and crispy roast chicken, or even a fried skewer with pepper and refreshing.

"Let's go"

A wisp of brushed saliva slipped from between the mouth of the canyon old six.

……

"Tuk Tuk,"

"Squeak, squeak,"

The strange noise in the doorway became more and more urgent.

Xue Yang sniffed the air and kept swallowing the saliva secreted by his salivary glands, and he suddenly rushed towards Jiang Qian restlessly!

However, he was held down by Jiang Qian.

"Xue Yang, what are you going to do?" Jiang Qian swallowed his saliva and said.

"I...... Hungry, old ginger, aren't you hungry? There's food out there, you believe me, it's true!"

Hunger was tormenting them, and he knew very well what was outside the door, it was disgusting, but it made them want to "nibble"!

Now Jiang Qian understands very well the animal torture that Ye Xiaojing has suffered.

It is precisely because of this that he strongly resists this sense of loss of control led by his appetite!

"What's out there isn't food." Jiang Qian is not only persuading Xue Yang, but also restraining himself.

Xue Yang simply kept silent and continued to struggle!

The exertion of physical strength continued to increase the burden of hunger in his body, and Jiang Qian simply slapped Xue Yang on the back of the neck with a knife and put him down.

Then he swallowed saliva and moved the Guanyin soil in the storeroom, and after eating a few handfuls, he picked up the kitchen knife from the kitchen and walked to the door.

The strange noise continued.

Under the pressure of intense hunger and food shortages, he abandoned the use of superspecies abilities and chose to switch to the most primitive techniques to suppress the inferior ingredients delivered to his door.

……

Inside an abandoned car factory.

Maintaining his half-orc state, Zhang Nose was sitting on a long-defunct machine rack, holding a swarthy creeper in his arms and slowly picking up food.

At his feet, countless creeper corpses were piled up.

He delicately chewed the blackened "meat", satisfying the surging appetite without hesitation.

The tiny eyes swept over the prey passing through the darkness and landed on the bones of the hollowed out, as if calculating food reserves.

Just as he was eating, the closed door of the workshop "clicked" and the lock cylinder turned.

……

PS：

Typos and flaws are corrected first.

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