On the afternoon of the twelfth day of the catastrophe, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve of the old calendar.

The snowy weather strangely turns into a scorching sun.

To the northeast, the Financial Center Building.

A sound-patrolling bat with an injured wing stumbles towards it from the west.

The originally majestic mane was now stained with dust and variegation.

Perhaps due to the long journey and injury, the sound waves emitted from its mouth did not provide timely feedback to the obstacles ahead.

Boom!

The sound bat crashed headlong into a telephone pole on the side of the road, and its body slowly fell to the ground where the ice and snow had melted.

"This guy isn't going to die, is he?"

The ghost Lao Jiu floated above the motionless Patrol Bat, a little worried.

At this moment, it was not only the Bat King who was extremely expected to return to its nest, but also Qi Rin and the undead who were slowly surrounding him.

After about twenty minutes, the Patrol Bat shook its body and shook its head to rise again.

Seeing its stumbling appearance, Qi Rin, who had been following from afar in the distance, was also relieved.

"I can really fly."

"Wait here for a moment to avoid being detected by the sound waves."

Qi Rin and Black Wind stopped in place.

He seized the opportunity and started doing push-ups.

The treasure that the merchant said was estimated to take a long time to get, and Qi Rin still didn't dare to let down his guard before that.

And as his level increased, he felt that his flesh and blood were gradually shrinking.

This is not a good sign.

Twenty minutes later, when Qi Rin stood up from the ground panting, he bent his arm and felt his biceps, as if there was not much flesh.

"God-level. God-level"

The god-level mentioned by the merchant is independent, and this matter has always puzzled him, but he has no direction to think about for a while.

Qi Rin looked at the direction where the bat was far away, and said softly: "It's almost a day, it is estimated that it should be to its lair, let's go Black Wind." ”

The two re-embarked on the road of pursuit.

The distance of the Sound Patrol Bat's lair exceeded Qi Rin's expectations.

This kind of cluster-type demon species is generally territorial-minded.

Just like the queen bee in the past, she relied on worker bees to gather resources to grow.

However, the worker bees under his command will not be too far away from the hive, in case the threat comes, they will not be able to defend the hive.

"What makes them run so far?"

Qi Rin kept thinking about this question as he walked.

He paused in his footsteps and thought of something.

"Those blast boxes!"

"The target of the bat swarm has always been a steel box, and it doesn't seem to care about humans at all."

"What's in the box?"

Qi Rin walked slowly along the road where the snow had disappeared, and he sensed that there must be a swarm of bats inside the steel box, or something that its leader, the Bat King, urgently needed.

Just thinking about it, there was good news from Lao Jiu's side: "I found the bat nest!" Master! ”

Qi Rin raised his eyebrows, and then took out the reconnaissance totem that had eight remaining times and handed it to Hei Feng: "Go and give this to Lao Jiu, and then you don't have to come back, wait for my order." ”

"Obey the will of my emperor!"

Hei Feng took the reconnaissance totem and quickly headed towards Lao Jiu.

Qi Rin looked at the vigorous figure of his general, and thought in his heart that he should quickly concentrate resources to let Hei Feng advance to the golden rank as soon as possible.

"At present, the sword attack of the Great Sword Master and the Flame Fluctuation Slash of the Demon Sword Master are very good."

"Dark Swordsman. I don't know how it will be,"

Qi Rin had been worried about the Demon Seed Wave coming six months later.

Whether or not Nan Zhili can break through from the tide of demon seeds requires not only large-scale undead.

There are also units with strong strength that can pick up the girder and kill the powerful demon seed in the way.

And at present, among the undead under Qi Rin, only the Black Warrior unit can take on this important task.

It's a pity that Qi Rin is that the soul fire required for the golden level to advance is really too high.

Unless it is to let Black Wind absorb the soul fire of the powerful demon seed alone, it is still too slow to occupy the soul fire of the high-level mutants of other ghost squads, and this will also affect the development speed of other ghost squads.

Qi Rin, who was thinking about the matter of the Demon Seed Tide, kneaded his eyebrows, and he was worried about how to cultivate more high-level undead, but he ignored one thing.

At this point in time, he has more than 100 nearly 200 bronze-level undead, as long as he doesn't go head-to-head with the military, then he is a big daddy.

But Qi Rin didn't have the consciousness of being a big dad at all, but his mind that had never been rested was full of how to deal with the tide of demon seeds, how to kill Nan Zhili, and how to deal with the great changes in the world after the fog dissipated.

As well as finding the murderer, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

The injured sound-patrolling bat finally slowly returned to its nest.

It was a 20-story building, with all the glass shattered around it, and glass residues were everywhere in the room.

The Sound Patrol Bat came to a broken glass on the twentieth floor, and plunged into the room in an unstable manner.

The inertia caused its body to glide against some clutter, and the sound of banging and banging disturbed the sleeping people in the room.

Dozens of bats folded their tails and hung upside down from the ceiling as they curled up.

The squeaks of the startled bats emit invisible sound waves.

The sound waves soon separated from each other and returned to their nests, surrounded by scattered desks and chairs, which were arranged in the same way as the models they had previously built in their heads.

The only difference is that some of the tables and chairs have been knocked out of their original positions by their peers, as well

There was also a dead branch on the windowsill that was crumbling, as if it was about to fall if it was blown by the wind.

This may have been brought back by the same kind.

After receiving the sonic feedback, many bats closed their eyes and went to sleep with peace of mind, and they had to recharge their energy and prepare for the night hunt.

Qi Rin, whose consciousness descended on Lao Jiu, quickly saw the huge bat in the center of the bat swarm that had never opened its eyes, and he quickly launched a reconnaissance totem against it.

[Demon Seed]: Sound Patrol Bat King

[Status]: Sub-level demon seed, developmental period.

Note: The sub-level demon seed is the weakest type of demon seed in the regular demon species.

The two most notable categorization characteristics of sub-level demon species are either extremely fragile individually, or juvenile or summoned objects of other high-level monsters.

[Occupation]: None

[Level]: 15 (56.3% of Blood) (Bronze)

[Constitution]: 9

[Spirit]: 13

[Talent]: Conception, ultrasound positioning

Conception: The Sound Patrol Bat King consumes blood and qi to give birth to the Sound Patrol Bat.

Patrol Bat: The favorite scout soldier of the general-level demon species, he is diurnal by nature, and usually appears as the wingman of other flying demon species.

Ultrasonic Positioning: Compared to other demon species, the demon seed body of this positioning reconnaissance is very weak, their only function and greatest function is in the reconnaissance and wingman, they can emit ultrasound waves from their mouth and nose, and "see" what is in front of them by analyzing the returned sound waves.

Note: The Bat King can find some deeply hidden evolutionary materials through farther ultrasonic positioning, and the high-level Bat King can even use ultrasound to conduct anti-hidden detection.

[Skill]: None