It feels so good to embrace nature.
"Xiao Fan, look at your feet."
Leng Yebai's cold voice rang out behind Bai Yifan.
Bai Yifan bent down, glanced at his feet, and the smile on his face instantly froze.
Yellow stuff was smeared on his feet, and a faint, indescribable smell could be faintly detected.
Who has such a lack of public morality!
Bai Xizhu calmly took a step to the side and gently touched her nose with her finger.
Bai Yifan walked stiffly to the side, quickly took off his shoes, and walked on the road in his socks.
This time, I didn't embrace nature, nor did I appreciate the green life around me; my eyes were fixed on the ground.
There was no other way; in public, even if no one was around, Bai Xizhu wouldn't just pull out a pair of shoes and give them to Bai Yifan.
Fortunately, Bai Xizhu spotted a large chain supermarket in the distance at a glance.
"Let's go! I'll take you to find your shoes."
Bai Xizhu led Bai Yifan toward the large supermarket in front of them.
Generally speaking, large supermarkets are the most difficult places to clean up, because they contain a lot of supplies and a lot of zombies.
Humans are evolving, and so are zombies.
In a large supermarket, there will always be a few Tier 1 and Tier 2 zombies.
Even with a large number of people at the security base, as long as there are enough supplies, they generally don't bother cleaning up such troublesome large supermarkets.
The security base dares not, but Bai Xizhu dares.
This is a good opportunity to try out the effects of datura flowers.
The doors of the large supermarket were welded shut; this was done by people from the security base to make the place safer.
However, no matter what you do, no matter how many zombies you kill, those zombies with blank expressions always wander slowly through the streets.
Too many people have turned into zombies, and the zombies are evolving, so even survivors can turn into zombies.
In any case, as long as the virus is not eradicated, zombies will always exist.
Bai Yifan reached out and pressed his hand on the metal welded to the doorway.
A faint yellow light enveloped the outer metal, which began to deform at a slow pace.
Bai Yifan's forehead was covered in beads of sweat as he manipulated metal using his metal-based superpower. The higher a superpowered individual's ability, the more adept they were at manipulating metal.
To control metal as one's own weapon and become as powerful as Magneto, one must be at least at the peak of the third tier.
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