When the apocalypse descends, a zombie crisis emerges, and strange anomalies appear.
It's merely a game for those who cannot be directly seen. The hope of the dying is also the biggest va...
"What are you standing there for? Go help Qian Li," Li Xuanzu said to Fu Yu in an annoyed tone.
There was no concept of showing pity or tenderness towards women.
The zombie horse on Qian Li's side had lost its mind, and its body was torn open by Qian Li, leaving deep wounds that exposed bone. Qian Li herself also had several large bruises from the impact.
Fu Yu forced himself to suppress his nausea, and a huge water ball appeared in his hand. He threw it at the zombie horse.
If it were the zombie horse from the beginning, it could have easily dodged this attack.
But now, it no longer dodges or defends against any attack; now, it only has one thought in its mind.
Break them apart!
However, when the water ball soaked its body, the zombie horse was surprised to find that its movements were severely restricted.
By controlling the distance between water molecules, water can become difficult to separate.
The zombie horse had long since lost its strength, and its speed and power had decreased significantly.
There's no way to break free from Fu Yu's control right now.
"Very good, Fu Yu, well done." Li Xuanzu watched from the side, clapping continuously.
It wasn't that he was stingy with his praise, but rather that he rarely praised people, whether on Blue Star or on the Blazing Spirit Continent.
Seeing that the zombie horse had lost its ability to move, Fu Yu's tense nerves relaxed.
She had no time to respond to Li Xuanzu; she collapsed to the ground, completely disregarding her image, and gasped for air.
When you suddenly relax after being under high stress, the rapidly secreted adrenaline stops supplying the body, and your muscles become so sore that you can't exert any force.
Li Xuanzu looked at Fu Yu and walked over.
Can you stand up?
"Can...can you...see what's going on right now?!" Fu Yu was breathing heavily, her words were broken and intermittent, and she couldn't even see Li Xuanzu's face as she lay on the ground.
Even in her current state, Li Xuanzu still came over and asked a question he already knew the answer to.
"Alright, alright, you rest first, I'll take care of the rest." Fu Yu was indeed tired, and Li Xuanzu didn't pay attention to her tone, taking the initiative to clean up the mess.
"Can you understand human speech?" Li Xuanzu's tone returned to its usual calm as he addressed the zombie horse.
The zombie horse neighed once, but did not react further.
"Since you can't prove your worth, then die." Li Xuanzu didn't hold back and slapped its head to pieces.
He deliberately controlled the force, preventing the red and white from splashing everywhere.
Qian Li was used to these bloody scenes and had no reaction.
In fact, her fighting style was even more violent than Li Xuanzu's. Low-level zombies caught in her vortex were considered to have excellent physical qualities if they didn't turn into mincemeat.
That scene made the people who had been with Qian Li unable to eat for a long time.
But Fu Yu was not having a good time.
She propped herself up with her aching arms and was immediately confronted with this shocking scene.
Instinctively, I tried to cover my mouth with my hand, but...
She seemed to have forgotten that her limbs were already powerless. Without the support of one hand, she, who was already struggling to get up, fell backward again.
Fortunately, the pillow that Dahei possessed in the driver's seat floated behind Fu Yu, preventing her from hitting her head and causing secondary injury.
"Li Xuanzu!!!" Fu Yu was already somewhat numb. Just who was this person?
"Little girl, you're already like this, you might as well rest. Why are you showing off?" Big Black left the pillow and transformed into a black figure, floating beside Fu Yu.
"Mind your own business! I just single-handedly killed a level 3 zombie! You know what a level 3 zombie is, right?" Fu Yu recalled her heroic deeds just now, and since Da Hei was right next to her, she couldn't help but tell him about it.
"Yes, yes, you're the best. You should rest. You're exhausted but you still can't stop talking." Big Black's expression was unreadable, but his tone was a mix of disgust and helplessness.
But it still sat beside Fu Yu, listening to her recount the battle that had just taken place, even though it had seen everything clearly from the truck.
After waiting for two minutes, Li Xuanzu examined the two spirit cores and then walked over.
"You two each choose one. We'll talk about Big Black when we find a suitable one." Li Xuanzu held Er Zhuang's spirit core in his left hand and the zombie horse's spirit core in his right.
Between a significant increase in strength and an increase in speed and strength, there's not much of a choice.
"Huh? What do you mean by choosing one? After the third-tier spirit core, don't you no longer need the same type of spirit core?" Fu Yu asked, somewhat puzzled.
After becoming a psionicist, she also learned about the precautions for third-tier psionicists.
One of the rules is that a third-tier psychic will not change their psychic energy by absorbing any third-tier psychic core, unless they absorb a fourth-tier psychic core.