[EXP +100]

【Calcification?】 【Production?】 】

After Zhou Ming's level reached level ten, the amount of experience required for each level was very large, and the amount of experience given by ordinary creatures was very small.

The fact that the monster python could have a hundred points of experience was already greatly beyond his expectations.

Whether biting, twisting, or whipped with their tails, ordinary skeletons shatter almost at the slightest touch.

If there were no xenomorph skeletons, Zhou Ming would not hesitate to give up the pork belly and choose to retreat strategically.

Fortunately, the little bones are powerful, and there is no danger in a battle, and they win the first kill in the jungle.

When it was over, the Skeletons had a new companion.

Small tails.

【Small Tail LV.1 (0/10)】

[Attack: 2-8.] 】

[Defense: 5-5.] 】

[Feature: Strangulation.] 】

[Skill: None.] 】

[Evaluation: The spine is 800 knots, and it surrounds nineteen circles, and the strangulation pressure can easily crush the human body. 】

"It's so strong!"

Zhou Ming couldn't help but gasp.

This is the strongest first-level skeleton he has ever made, and the strength of a single skeleton is comparable to that of a fifth-level skeleton after removing useless parts such as skin, muscles, and meridians.

How to help it alienate is a problem that needs to be seriously considered, and such high-quality materials cannot be wasted.

The small tail is up to 20 meters long, and its skull is connected to the spine in a line, and because it has no sebum relationship, it can only crawl on its slender ribs, and when it moves, it resembles a snow-white giant centipede.

Its appearance made the skeleton monster's painting style even more eerie, and the upper and lower jaws without ligament restrictions made a 'click' crunch sound from time to time, and the mouth full of jagged teeth was creepy.

"Let's go back."

Zhou Ming commanded the skeletons to return the same way, the amount of water was only taken for two days, and the stagnant water without circulation would breed bacteria after a long time, and some small insects also liked to and lay eggs in the stagnant water, and it was in vain to take too much.

Looking at the clear and translucent water, Zhou Ming was happy in his heart.

After a few days of life without brushing teeth or bathing, there is no place on the body that is not itchy, and I have to wash my head well tonight.

Back to the apartment.

The little bones boil water, the little man sharpens the knife, the little tail drags the pork belly into the underground garage and locks it up, and the little chicken eight picks up the pieces of meat and puts them in the washbasin.

The washbasin is a relic of small bones, and the slices of meat are the remains of a small tail.

Before becoming a skeleton, Little Tail cut out his whole body and sacrificed his flesh and blood to the great Skeleton Emperor.

The Skeleton Emperor was very satisfied, and prepared to pickle it and store it and eat it slowly.

"Wait a minute."

Zhou Ming suddenly thought of something, stopped the chicken's action of sprinkling salt, turned around and went to the utility room to get an electric wok.

Then I selected a shriveled old ginger from the collected seasoning and cut it into pieces, and after turning on the electric pot, the oil was dripping and stir-frying.

'Pap' operation, a plate of fragrant braised 'little tail' is out of the pot.

The aroma of meat was wanton, with a hint of the fishy and spicy fragrance unique to old ginger, and Zhou Ming had already swallowed his saliva wildly after just taking a small breath.

Holding back his appetite, he opened the door with his little tail and walked next door.

"What... What does it taste like? ”

Jiang Shangcai, who was eavesdropping behind the door, was also attracted by the smell of meat fried by the 'little tail'.

She greedily inhaled the smell of flesh seeping through the crack in the door, and couldn't help but open the door and poke out half of her head.

Then she was stunned as a plate of hard dishes with a steaming white mist lay out in front of her.

The color is attractive, the meat is full-bodied, and it is mouth-watering.

Grunt......

Jiang Shangcai couldn't help but stretch out the small clove and swim along the chapped lip flap.

"Want to eat?"

Zhou Ming had a charity smile like Santa Claus on his face, and as he spoke, he handed over the disposable chopsticks and small tail he brought.

"Give...... For me? ”

Jiang Shangcai's mouth opened wide in disbelief, with the illusion of being in a dream.

Zhou Ming grabbed the cheap girl's hand and stuffed the plate to her: "Meeting is fate, everyone is neighbors, and we should take care of each other!" ”

After speaking, it didn't matter if the cheap girl understood it or not, she turned around and trotted back to the house.

Bang!

Close the door.

“？？？”

An hour later.

"Dead?"

"Are you unconscious?"

"Poisoned?"

No, no, after Jiang Shangcai gobbled it up, his face turned a lot ruddy, and then he sat at the desk and wrote and didn't know what to do.

Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze from the little chick, nodded secretly, and came to the conclusion that it was edible.

After all, it is an otherworldly creature, so you must try to see if it is poisonous before eating it......

Ahem.

With a small tail, the pork belly can be temporarily stocked for a period of time, and after Zhou Mingmei's full meal, he took a hot bath and got into the bed to control the skeleton monsters to continue working.

The area near the apartment building is going to be made into a base camp, with the jungle in the background, and there is food and drink, and he may not leave for a long time.

Since it is a base camp, basic hygiene must be done, the rotting and smelly corpses are gathered and set on fire, and the weeds are uprooted so as not to hide otherworldly insects.

The defense area should also be strengthened, but now there is a lack of tools at hand, so it can only be put aside for the time being.

The food crisis has been completely resolved.

Zhou Ming's next job is still to increase the number and level of skeleton monsters.

Chick Eight hovered for a long time last night and found traces of two monsters, one was a goblin and the other was a wolf.

However, wolves only occasionally appear on the outskirts of the jungle, and each time they appear in a different location, and their main range may be deeper.

The monster in the depths, Zhou Ming didn't dare to move lightly for the time being.

As a result, the goblin became the first target to be eliminated.

"Oil?"

In the evening, the cleaning came to an end, and Jiang Shangcai next door had the courage to come to the door.

It's not what it used to be, if it was a stranger, Zhou Ming's attitude would definitely be ignored, but now Jiang Shangcai's identity is different, he is his royal taster!

Wait for a few days for the pork belly to be in the pot, she is indispensable.

"Is there a gas station near the school......

At the dining table, Zhou Ming held a stack of sticky notes with a thoughtful expression.

Jiang Shangcai on the side was sitting precariously, his eyes dodging left and right, and cold sweat couldn't stop sliding down his sideburns.

A large centipede that was so terrifying that it made the soul tremble, crawling around the house with impunity, its huge body occupying almost half of the room.

Breathless, dizzy, every heartbeat feels like the last time in life.

If it weren't for the affirmation, men wouldn't hurt themselves.

She's afraid she won't be able to stay for a second.

"I, know, location."

Holding back his palpitations, Jiang Shangcai took a deep breath and slowly wrote down the corresponding Chinese characters against the English dictionary.

The crooked font, coupled with trembling hands, made the writing more sloppy than wild grass.

The corners of Zhou Ming's mouth twitched slightly, he couldn't help but smile, and wrote on the sticky note: "You, why, help me?" ”

Ask while knowing the answer.

Zhou Ming knew that the cheap girl wanted to hug her thighs, but a gas station address was far from enough as a bargaining chip.

In the last days, the importance of food can be equated with life, and if you want to get food, you naturally have to pay something equivalent to life in exchange.

Zhou Ming swore that he had no other thoughts, just that he simply didn't want to be the wrongdoer.

It has nothing to do with whether it looks beautiful or not, whether the legs are long, whether it will twist or not.

"Schools, institutes, monsters, materials."

Jiang Shangcai seemed to be prepared, bowed his head and wrote chips on the sticky notes.