Cultivating Immortality in the Apocalypse

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...

Chapter 211 Waste Blood

Li Xuanzu stared blankly at several buckets that still contained a little liquid.

He suddenly realized a problem.

It seems that absorption into the bloodstream does not necessarily require oral ingestion; skin contact is also possible.

However, I forgot about it in my haste after getting the blood from Fu Yu.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanzu wished he could slap himself twice.

Isn't this just creating trouble for myself?

Let's just say it's to intimidate Leung Lok-Chan.

Li Xuanzu lightly patted his forehead twice as a form of self-punishment.

I tested my new ability on a few zombies in Gan Province, and it's quite powerful.

The principle of Blood Manipulation Technique is somewhat similar to Fu Yu's water control, but blood is more viscous than water. Under Li Xuanzu's deliberate manipulation, even second-tier zombies cannot escape it.

This was only the first day that Li Xuanzu had used the Blood Manipulation Technique.

Even more terrifying is that as long as the opponent has a wound, Li Xuanzu's blood will take advantage of the situation and directly seize control of the body. Even second-level energy is hard to stop it.

However, blood is unlikely to cause external injury, so other methods need to be used to cause damage before attempting this.

These are not problems. The mouth, nose, eyes, and ears can all be directly connected to the body. If you don't mind, there are other ways to directly cause damage inside the enemy's body.

Li Xuanzu felt that he should perhaps be called a zombie.

Moreover, Li Xuanzu controls a large amount of blood, so controlling hundreds of zombies at the same time is not a problem.

This is only because the blood volume is only enough for a few hundred.

Manipulation techniques require a high level of mental awareness from the user. Given Qian Gang's physical and mental development, he can only handle a maximum of 200,000 zombies; any more would cause damage to his body.

That's not a problem. By absorbing more blood and refining it into essence blood, Qian Gang's body will eventually be transformed into a humanoid weapon by Li Xuanzu.

Imagine blood surging everywhere, like a tidal wave, engulfing you in an instant, taking over your body. You'll either drown or watch yourself become a walking corpse, hopelessly trapped and unable to escape.

Li Xuanzu then tried to shape the blood into the form of other objects.

First, there was a three-foot-long sword with a crystal-clear blade, which turned dark red after a while and its appearance was no longer beautiful.

I tested the hardness, and it's much harder than modern iron knives. After all, the density is there, and it's similar to second-tier psionic manipulation.

It's Ouyang Ningxue's second-tier psionic power, not as good as the third-tier, but it's very convenient.

Small tools like ropes are not needed.

Li Xuanzu had considered using his blood essence to make a weapon, but he could only squeeze out a few drops from his entire body.

Essence and blood are the most important blood in the human body, and their function is no less than that of the heart's blood. They are considered to be the convergence of the body's vital energy.

The essence blood that Li Xuanzu spoke of was different from that of normal people. His was more simple and brutal: he compressed the blood, extracted the essence to continue circulating, and used the rest as nourishment or simply discarded it.

The discarded blood resembled the black blood of zombies, but it wasn't thick; it looked like water mixed with ink and blood.

The remaining liquid in that bucket is waste blood.

It's completely useless; it can't even quench your thirst.

However, given that pungent odor, I doubt anyone would drink this stuff.

Using it as plant fertilizer is the last value of waste blood, since it will soon disappear over time, leaving at most a slight odor to prove it ever existed.

Like many ordinary people in China, he only influences a handful of people around him throughout his life.