Chapter 63 Walking Fish

Having Vines close the door, the small team cleaned it up.

Miaomiao was tempted by the food she had collected, but she knew that now was not a good time, so she had to endure it and simply make some food.

It was already past noon when Lan Shiruo took out the monster crystal core she had secretly stored and handed it to Han Qingquan. "This monster has the same dark attribute as you, and both are corrosive and poisonous. Try refining it, and you'll be able to improve your abilities."

The friends were all very curious and came over to take a look. "Is this what the crystal core looks like?"

"No," Lan Shiruo said, "The color of the crystal core for each attribute is different. The level will increase in the future. The higher the level, the purer the color of the crystal core will appear. This crystal core is black and poisonous, with the same properties as Qingquan, so only she can use it. The crystal cores of the second-level corpses have no attribute distinction. Everyone can use them, but the effect is not great. When we find the right ones for you, we will give them to you. However, you can't use them casually. Although there will be no problem under normal circumstances, it is inevitable that it will backfire. Wait until the third level or above. If you want to use the second-level ones, you can collect some according to the situation. This is not difficult. This monster is unlucky. If it eats a few more people, it will break through the second level and reach the third level. What a pity. But we are lucky. When it reaches the third level, even if there are so many of us here today, we will not be its opponent."

The friends nodded. They were not jealous, but curious.

Han Qingquan held the crystal core and had a vague feeling. Without Lan Shiruo's instruction, he could wrap the crystal core with black mist and devour it bit by bit. His friend watched the crystal core disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the color of the black mist gradually deepened.

"How do you feel?" A bunch of heads came over.

Han Qingquan smiled faintly, "Very good."

Although the little friend's smile was nice, his answer was too perfunctory.

What does very good mean?

"How is it?"

Han Qingquan felt it carefully and said, "Before, a single attack could only corrode the corpse's skin and flesh, but now it can corrode its bones."

"So if I absorb one more, I can corrode the entire corpse?"

"No, I can only corrode a specific spot now. I can't corrode the entire corpse. The entire corpse is too large."

"Oh" the friends instantly lost interest, it sounded useless.

Han Qingquan felt a wave of disgust coming towards him.

Lan Shiruo smiled helplessly, "Hurry up and get some more rest, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Does the poem mean that the mutant species in the canal will come?" He Lian asked.

Lan Shiruo nodded, "I hope it won't attract anything too fierce."

In the afternoon, when it was getting dark, Gong Zhaocai returned with his group. They were all in a dishevel, some were injured, and of course some were dead.

Those waiting at home rushed into the crowd to look for their families. Those who found them cried with joy, while those who didn't found them cried bitterly. Those who saw their family members injured were filled with sorrow.

Ding Yibing was also injured, but he was accidentally scratched by his companion with a knife. The wound was very clear and did not need to be isolated. All other wounds, clear and unclear, had to be isolated, for fear that one of them would suddenly rot and cause harm to the entire area.

Except for those in quarantine, everyone else dispersed and went home to rest.

The atmosphere in the villa area was very depressing. Everyone was doing things very quietly, and even when they cried, they sobbed quietly.

He Lian had good hearing, and no matter how quiet the voice was, she could hear it clearly. She sighed, "Human life is so fragile."

My friends quietly moved away from me. The White Bone Demon suddenly became a literary young woman. She only gave me chicken soup from time to time, which was really unbearable.

Lan Shiruo was counting the weapons they would need at night. "Lighting equipment is essential. He Lian, bring some extra arrows. Bring a fishing net. The other things are hard to explain. Bring a few small knives and strap them to yourselves. Think about what else you need."

"Give me two iron chains for my bone-chopping knife." Han Qingquan wanted to make a weapon with a similar shape to Miaomiao's iron ball, an iron chain and a knife that could be retracted and extended freely.

Miaomiao chuckled and leaned over, "My Brother Han is my Brother Han, he's really domineering."

Friends, it is really beautiful to imagine a queen of the night holding a butcher knife in her hand.

There were quite a few iron chains at the scrap recycling station. Lan Shiruo picked out two strong ones and tied them firmly to the bone-chopping knife.

Han Qingquan tried it and found it very easy to control, which was very good.

Zhang Yun and Lan Shiruo have not found a suitable weapon yet and are still using machetes.

Lan Shiruo felt that the bone-chopping knife was too short and she felt insecure, while Zhang Yun felt that the bone-chopping knife was a little heavy and she couldn't carry it.

At night, the villa area was shrouded in silence. He Lian was always listening to the movements outside, ready to set off at any time.

However, until midnight, when everyone was drowsy, there was no movement at all.

"You're not coming tonight, are you?"

Lan Shiruo shook her head. "The later they come, the more careful they have to be. This means they have a leader who knows when humans are most relaxed."

The friends looked at each other in confusion, so unlucky?

It’s really bad.

Before dawn, at the darkest moment, the cold wind blew, covering up the sound of footsteps approaching quietly.

He Lian suddenly woke up, "Something seems to be wrong, the sound of the wind is not right."

"Is it coming?" The little friend woke up and tightened his grip on the weapon.

"I'm not sure, but something is wrong. The wind has become heavier."

Lan Shiruo's expression was solemn. "They are indeed coming. They move at the frequency of the wind, making it difficult for people to detect them."

Miaomiao exclaimed, "So smart?"

Lan Shiruo nodded and said, "Prepare for battle. Shui Yao, go get some help."

"good."

The small team acted quickly. Lan Shiruo asked Jiang Xiang and Shu Xiong to stay in the villa, pretending to take care of Lebao.

The generals and ministers were not happy, but they still had to listen to their old master. Brother Rat knew that his fighting ability was poor, so he didn't think of showing off.

Lan Shiruo patted the heads of the mastiff and the rat, quickly ran up to the platform, and woke Xia Xun up. "Don't sleep anymore, get up and take a look."

Xia Xun was startled. Before he could understand what was happening, he instinctively turned over and drew his weapon to fight. "Where are you? What are you doing?"

Lan Shiruo said expressionlessly, "Look ahead."

An emergency light came on, and Xia Xun woke up instantly. When he saw who it was, he became weak again. "Miss Lan, Miss Lan, what are you doing so late at night? What's the matter? Do you like me and want to sleep with me?"

Lan Shiruo frowned, "Death is imminent, hurry up and carefully see how many are coming."

Xia Xun was stunned and turned on the searchlight. Oh my god, there were so many fish less than a mile away. They were walking, walking with their fins?

And what the hell is with those bodies that are bigger than humans and have their teeth bared?

"No, no, no, this is bad!" Xia Xun hurriedly raised the alarm, "Fish invasion, fish invasion, hurry up!"

The fish were stunned for a moment by the light and sound, then they moved forward quickly, no longer hiding carefully.

Seeing this, the friends next to him frowned. There really is a leader.

Gong Zhao was awakened by Yunshui Yao. He came out before the others. When he heard what Xia Xun said and thought of what Lan Shiruo said during the day, his face looked extremely bad.

"Everyone get up quickly and prepare for battle, hurry up, quickly." Gong Zhao's shout was much more effective than Xia Xun's.

The man who was sleeping soundly due to exhaustion got up, picked up his weapon and rushed out.

"What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)