Chapter 342 Arriving Soon
At this moment, Han Shuo sat to the side, staring blankly ahead.
He hadn't even had time to get up from the ground when he was stunned by Feng's actions.
He hadn't expected that Feng, despite being so severely injured, could so easily defeat this giant zombie.
He never expected that the wind would cut off the giant zombie's neck in less than 10 seconds.
You know, last time, Manager Wang expended a lot of effort. Can the gap between experts really be that big?
The scene from just now kept replaying in Han Shuo's mind.
He felt that the way the wind severed the giant zombie's neck was incredibly cool.
Sure enough, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse!
Even with its combat power weakened, Feng still possesses strength far surpassing that of a genetically evolved human at level 6.
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Han Shuo shook his head with a self-deprecating smile. He felt that his strength had already surpassed that of many people when he was in the underground research institute.
It seems that, compared to true masters, we are still far from being good enough.
Unconsciously, he took the wind as his role model.
He wanted to improve his strength as quickly as possible; he wanted to become as strong as the wind...
The next moment, without thinking, he got up from the ground and ran quickly forward.
Because he saw that the bandage on his shoulder was bleeding again.
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"Feng, how are you? Did your wound reopen?"
Han Shuo asked worriedly as he went to help Feng.
"fine."
Feng simply replied with two words, but it was clear that his expression wasn't very good.
In the short time the two were talking, Han Shuo noticed that the bandages on Feng's shoulder were completely stained red, and blood was flowing down.
"So much blood? Come on, let's go inside."
After Han Shuo finished speaking, he helped Feng into the house next door.
He then quickly took out bandages from his backpack, and while searching for hemostatic powder, he suddenly realized that the bottle of powder was empty...
"Difficult to handle."
He frowned, picked up the bandage, and went to the side of the wind.
Han Shuo didn't rush to collect the turbid liquid inside the giant zombie's head outside.
At this moment, he was more concerned about Feng's injuries.
This place is not only remote but also sparsely populated, so there's no need to worry about anyone coming to take advantage of the situation.
Moreover, he specifically chose a room where he could see the giant zombie corpse from the window, which was an extra layer of insurance.
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At this moment, Feng had already removed the bandages that were stained with blood all by himself.
He reached out and took the bandage from Han Shuo's hand, and said.
"I'll do it myself."
Han Shuo nodded and stood aside, watching him with concern.
He saw that the wound on Feng's shoulder had been completely torn open, and blood was flowing uncontrollably.
He knew that although Feng had just easily dealt with the giant zombie for him, his current physical condition was still not quite up to the task of such strenuous activity.
He glanced out the window and spoke.
"Feng, let's not rush today, let's rest here."
Feng nodded, without saying anything more.
Seeing that he couldn't be of much help here, Han Shuo went to other rooms to collect some firewood and lit a fire, hoping that Feng would feel more comfortable.
Then, he turned and walked out the door, drew his Tang sword, and with considerable effort retrieved the turbid fluid from the giant zombie's head.
20 drops of turbid liquid, not a drop more, not a drop less.
Although they gained a lot this time, Han Shuo hoped that their future path would be smoother.
Because he knew that Feng's battered body couldn't withstand too much more torment.
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When Han Shuo returned to his room, he saw that Feng had already re-bandaged his wound.
However, the bandage that had just been applied soon began to bleed again.
Feng's face grew increasingly haggard, but he didn't say a word, simply leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to rest.
Han Shuo didn't disturb him too much. He opened the window a crack, closed the door, and walked out of the room.
Sigh~
He sighed, feeling a pang of sadness, and the faces of the fat man and the others involuntarily came to mind.
"If everyone were here, we might not have needed Feng's help today when facing the giant zombie. If we all worked together, we might have a chance to kill it."
"Moreover, Shurou can also heal wind injuries..."
After thinking about it for a while, he quickly suppressed his emotions.
Immediately afterwards, he began searching the house thoroughly, turning everything upside down.
He wanted to see if there was anything useful in the house.
If we could find some hemostatic medication, that would be excellent...
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Unfortunately, Han Shuo searched the house thoroughly but still couldn't find any medical supplies.
Helpless, he could only tear the clean clothes in the wardrobe into strips for future use.
Because he had very few bandages left.
When the bandages ran out, the only option left to bandage the wounds was to use these strips of cloth.
However, to his surprise, he couldn't find medical supplies in the house, but he found two beach bikes in a small hut.
Han Shuo was overjoyed.
Because he saw that the tires of the two beach bikes were still intact.
Although it had been sitting there for more than two years and the tires were flat, there was still an air pump in the corner.
Han Shuo happily walked forward and quickly inflated all four tires.
Then he brought out a bicycle and rode it around the house. Sure enough, there was no problem at all.
"Hahaha!"
Han Shuo couldn't help but shout out excitedly.
With two beach bikes for transportation, their speed will definitely be much faster.
And so, that night, he drifted off to sleep with joy.
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The next morning, two beach bikes, one white and one black, rode out of the house.
Han Shuo rode a black one, while Feng rode a white one.
However, the two of them had no time to leisurely ride their bicycles in the rain; they were both in a hurry to get on their way.
Han Shuo saw that even after a night's rest, Feng's wound was still bleeding profusely.
Along the way, he had thought that Feng's injuries would gradually heal, but now it seemed that Feng's wounds not only showed no signs of healing, but were becoming more and more serious.
At this moment, all he wanted was to use the bicycle to reach the meeting point as quickly as possible, so that Shurou could properly treat Feng...
And so, the two of them began pedaling their bicycles furiously.
Two cool beach bikes sped through the rain, which was quite a sight.
Although the tires of this type of bicycle are larger and thicker, it is more strenuous to ride than other bicycles.
However, Han Shuo and Feng were not ordinary people. With their current strength and endurance, they could easily pedal wildly in the rain.
With a means of transportation, the two were clearly more than twice as fast as usual.
In just half a day, the two of them had ridden a long distance.
In the afternoon, Han Shuo and Feng were getting closer and closer to the meeting point...
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