When Zhou Feng asked this sentence, the little fat man was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then he reacted, and replied with some hesitation and anxiety: "Hero, I really haven't tried this." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the zombie horde.

Now the entire community is surrounded by zombies, and the smell of blood on Zhou Feng and his body is particularly strong, and it is impossible not to attract zombies.

However, seeing that Zhou Feng did not have any panic, he also kept pretending to be calm.

"Fatty, let's do an experiment."

"If you succeed, you will mess with me in the future, and I promise to let you live."

Zhou Feng's eyes lit up, and he felt that his proposal could be given a try.

If it does, the number of undead under his control will increase dramatically in the future.

Even if it doesn't work, there's nothing to lose.

After all, the fat man's own healing abilities are precious in the end times.

"Good!"

Seeing that the zombies were approaching little by little, the little fat man gritted his teeth and agreed to Zhou Feng.

Although his ability is healing, when fighting head-on, he basically has no combat power, but with and without ability, he still has a different mentality in the face of zombies.

Once he recovers Zhou Feng's ability, his own ability will fall into a state of exhaustion, and at that time, if he is scratched by a zombie, I am afraid that there is nothing he can do to treat himself.

However, he also saw that Zhou Feng had no intention of killing him.

On the contrary, he is very important.

Both horizontal and vertical are dead, it is better to believe in each other once.

"Hero, you show the stripes on your arms."

The little fat man turned around, didn't look at the zombie group behind him, and said to Zhou Feng.

Looking at the other party's move, Zhou Feng was also a little moved.

It's really a choice to believe in yourself.

In the face of his request, the little fat man chose to believe and support without hesitation, and completely handed over his back.

"Okay, don't worry, you can't die today, I said."

After that, Zhou Feng lifted his sleeves while controlling the dead zombies in the corridor, transforming them into undead spirits to help them block the swarming zombies.

This is also another hidden skill of the undead master discovered by Zhou Feng.

That is, as long as the ability is sufficient, you can completely abandon zombies with completely tattered bodies and no combat power, so as to control other zombies that have just died and have a more intact body.

In this way, although the number of zombies he controls has not changed, as long as he is on the battlefield, he can always ensure that his undead are the existence of the peak of combat power.

"Hero, I've done it!"

The little fat man felt the group of zombies that were stopped behind him, and let out a long breath.

Then he confessed to Zhou Feng and grabbed his arm.

"Buzz ......"

At the moment when Zhou Feng nodded, he saw a hair-thick turquoise light flashing on the little fat man's wrist.

Then it flowed down Zhou Feng's arm, little by little, into his golden divine pattern.

"Boom ......"

The next moment, there was a roar in Zhou Feng's body.

Without waiting for him to react, an even more powerful ability unleashed terrifying waves at the Divine Pattern.

"Uh...... Big...... Heroes ......"

Just as Zhou Feng was immersed in the improvement of strength, the little fat man's painful voice came from his ears.

Looking down, I realized that after the little fat man started to use his ability to restore Zhou Feng's ability, his ability began to surge towards Zhou Feng's golden divine pattern as if it was uncontrollable.

No matter how much he tried to stop it, it didn't help.

Even as time passed, he could feel that the abilities in his body were drying up little by little.

Looking at the little fat man's painful and hideous appearance, Zhou Feng also panicked.

This time it was just an attempt, and I didn't expect it to work surprisingly well.

It's just that the little fat man is about to be sucked dry, which he didn't think of at first.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Feng hurriedly prepared to interrupt.

But as soon as he turned on the divine pattern, he was dumbfounded.

Because he was surprised to find that he couldn't stop.

Even a strong consciousness erupted from the golden divine pattern, that is, Zhou Feng completely sucked the ability in the little fat man's body dry.

It's best to suck out his crest.

As soon as this idea came out, Zhou Feng himself was taken aback.

"No, no, no......"

Hurriedly pinching out this terrifying thought, Zhou Feng's right hand suddenly swung up, and a punch smashed into the little fat man's hand holding him.

"Hiss......"

In the pain, the transmission was finally interrupted.

The little fat man squatted on the ground, sweating profusely, breathing heavily, as if he was greedy for air for the rest of his life.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that to happen just now, my god pattern seems to be out of control, and I have an urge to drain your ability, but luckily it stopped!"

Zhou Feng did not hide it and told his true situation.

The little fat man looked at Zhou Feng in horror, more frightened than seeing zombies.

"Hero, what level are your stripes?"

Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that I am afraid that the little fat man still doesn't know his god pattern level.

It's normal.

In the memories of his previous life, the real owner of the Terran Divine Pattern was only a two-handed one.

Now that it is the early stage of the apocalypse, the probability that the little fat man can see the golden divine pattern is too low.

"My stripes are god-level, you should have felt his power."

"But I can't control him well right now, so I can't play his full strength."

Zhou Feng generously admitted.

"Hiss......"

"Oh my God!"

"Divine Pattern, you actually awakened the Divine Pattern!"

The little fat man seemed to be particularly excited.

"Ahem, low-key, low-key."

"Your abilities should still be there, and we'll have to leave if we can."

Coughing lightly, Zhou Feng changed the subject.

"Leave, where are we going?"

The little fat man was a little confused.

He didn't understand that he didn't hide at this time, and dared to run around.

Especially in a community full of zombies, isn't this pure and sick?

"We must lure these zombies away, otherwise Fang Ruoqing and them will be in danger at home."

Zhou Feng explained.

The little fat man nodded, and the impression of Zhou Feng in his heart changed again.

"So where are we going?"

At this moment, the little fat man himself didn't realize that he had already begun to focus on Zhou Feng.

"There's a school nearby, there's an A-rank peak ability beast there, and I need his ability core."

"By the way, you said you could cure Fang Ruoqing, what kind of way is it?"

While cleaning up the zombies, Zhou Feng asked the little fat man.

Since absorbing more than half of Fat Man's abilities, his Undead Juggernaut has become more handy, and his ability reserves are much stronger, and he speaks extremely hard.

"That's right, the method I'm talking about is to take some energy cores or evolved zombie corpse beads."

"Use these things to forcibly improve the strength of the poisoner, and then I will use some means to control the poisoner's body from collapsing, and it will last for a few courses."

The little fat man had something to say, but he didn't finish it.

Zhou Feng smiled and didn't ask any more.

But none of them knew that just after they left the community, a group of mysterious people quietly touched Zhou Feng's home.