Chapter 6: Whatever you say comes true
"roar!"
Phew!
"die!"
"Double-blade strangulation!"
Ye Chen stood at the door like a god of war, with his black hair flying and the fire axe in his hand dancing tightly. When a large group of zombies rushed over, he switched to "Whirlwind Dragon Slash", and when there were only a few zombies, he switched to "Double-Edge Strangulation".
Ye Chen could feel his physical strength being greatly consumed as he kept switching between the two moves. He felt a tearing sensation in his arms, as if his legs were cramping. This severe pain that ordinary people could not bear only made him frown slightly, knowing that his arms were under too much load and could no longer be used continuously.
Looking up, I was greeted by deafening roars. The stench from the zombies' mouths was extremely pungent. Although hundreds of zombies had fallen to the ground at my feet, there were still seventy or eighty zombies crowding towards me.
Ye Chen gradually felt the strain.
If an ordinary person with the strength of 30 people faced nearly two hundred zombies with the strength of 6 people, he would be crushed to death if he was not killed. This was all thanks to the two sword techniques, Whirlwind Dragon Slash and Double-Edge Strangulation.
"It's not a solution to go on like this. We'll run out of energy." Ye Chen frowned, glanced at Ye Zhu and the others behind him, and said quickly, "Bai Long, go find a gas tank."
Bai Long was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and hurried up to the second floor, searching the room, and finally rushed down with a half-filled gas tank, handed it to Ye Chen, and asked in surprise: "If you detonate it like this, will it explode yourself?"
Ye Chen didn't say anything. He threw the fire axe in his hand to him, turned around, grabbed the gas tank, and swung it like a hammer, smashing it at the group of zombies.
"Damn, can it be used as a weapon?" Bai Long was stunned.
At this moment, the gas tank knocked over four or five zombies at once, and the tank body also dented. Ye Chen quickly took out a lighter from his pocket and threw the gas tank at the group of zombies. The huge force knocked over several zombies along the way. Seeing that the gas tank was running out of power and was about to fall to the ground, Ye Chen threw the lighter in his hand away.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and all the zombies seemed to be moving in slow motion...
The lighter drew a straight trajectory in the air and finally hit the gas tank.
Bang!
Brilliant sparks shot out from the collision, and then a loud explosion shook the entire street!
boom!!!
The iron pieces shot in all directions, piercing through the heads of the zombies one by one. The power of fire swept across the entire place, corroding all the dozens of zombies and burning them in a sea of fire.
At the moment when he threw the lighter, Ye Chen was already lying on the ground, so he did not suffer any harm.
After a while, the power of the scorching flames gradually subsided. Ye Chen looked up and saw a mess in front of him. Zombies were lying on the ground in all directions. In the center, the ground was charred black, and several zombies nearby were also torn apart, looking extremely miserable.
roar!
The zombies that were farther away were not completely dead yet and were struggling to crawl towards Ye Chen from the ground.
Ye Chen walked over with a cold look on his face, stomped on the head and blew it up, then turned to Bai Long and said, "Quickly put away the base meat, it's getting dark."
Bai Long walked out from the back and saw the zombie corpses all over the ground outside. He couldn't help but screamed: "Damn, this works!"
The group began to get busy, quickly collecting the basic meat in the zombie's body. Mo Feng just watched this scene silently without saying a word, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Not long after, everything was packed up and the group set off and headed towards the research institute.
Zhuge Fan looked at the gradually darkening night, and looked around with his bright eyes. He saw no sound of anyone around, and he couldn't help but feel frightened, and asked timidly, "Will some monster rush out later?"
Bai Long said angrily: "How is it possible!"
"stop!"
In front of the team, Ye Chen suddenly stopped, leaned over and put his ear to the ground, his expression changed slightly, and he stood up and shouted: "Hurry up, there are monsters coming this way!"
"Ah?" Bai Long's eyes widened, and he immediately turned to look at Zhuge Fan, as if he had seen a ghost. "Damn, so accurate, whatever you say will come true."
Zhuge Fan's face turned red and he was speechless.
The group packed up their things and ran quickly towards the research institute. Fortunately, after walking for a while, the research institute was right in front of them. The group went in one after another, locked the doors and windows, and walked into the laboratory inside.
In the laboratory, the windows are all bulletproof glass, and ordinary zombies can't get in at all.
Not long after, a huge shadow rushed in from outside, lingered for a while, and then left.
"Can you give me that base-transformed meat?" When Ye Zhu was cleaning the base-transformed meat, Mo Feng suddenly came over and said calmly.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Ye Zhu was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "Why?"
Mo Feng said: "If you take it like this, the excess energy will be wasted. I can try to make it into a genetic medicine that can maximize the energy of genetically modified meat."
Ye Zhu frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Give it to him!" At this time, Ye Chen suddenly walked in from outside and said calmly.
Ye Zhu glanced at him, and finally nodded and said, "Okay!"
Mo Feng looked at Ye Chen in surprise but said nothing. After taking a large bag of chemical meat, he walked into the underground studio.
"Why should I give it to him? What if..." Ye Zhu was a little worried.
Ye Chen shook his head and said, "I'll go check it out later, don't worry."
Gene medicine!
In later generations, the flesh and blood of many monsters, as well as genetically modified meat, were processed and made into genetic medicines, which were more convenient to use and did not waste any energy.
If you eat it directly, some energy will not be digested.
After dinner, Ye Chen came to the basement and saw Mo Feng pouring a large bag of chemically modified meat into a machine tank on the workbench. It went through a series of processes including mincing, compression, and extraction.
He wore a pair of white gloves, and appeared very focused in every step of the operation. This kind of thing of extracting energy and genes from flesh and blood was obviously not the first time he had done it, so he looked very skilled.
Not long after, he extracted a cup of milky white juice from the interface, handed it to Ye Chen, and said indifferently: "Try it."
Ye Chen smiled, stretched out his slender white hand, held the cup and took a sip. It was cool and fragrant, a nostalgic taste, exactly the same as what he drank in his previous life. He nodded and said, "Not bad!"
Mo Feng nodded, glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "How do you know there is genetically modified meat inside the zombie's body?"
Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "Some things are just known, there is no reason."
Mo Fengduo looked at him twice, then turned around and picked up a notebook from the table next to him. He said, "The apocalyptic disaster broke out at a research institute in North America at 7 o'clock in the evening on September 1, 2013. This is a doomsday guide."