Chapter 49 Oh My, This Is Terrible
Meow~~
The white cat in Qiao Lan's arms called out softly.
There was a hint of impatience in the cry, as if saying: Why are there so many rats?
As for nervousness and excitement before the battle, it seems that there is none.
Qiao Lan felt that she had not heard wrongly, because after the cat finished meowing, it yawned, and its originally straight neck drooped down, and it lay back in her arms.
Obviously doesn't want to join the war.
"Big foodie, let me translate for you." Qiao Lan spoke helplessly to the cat. "Just now you were barking loudly from a distance, which meant: Ah! There's something going on up ahead! Now you're saying: Alas, the situation is too minor, not worth taking action. Am I translating correctly?"
Meow~
The white cat meowed lazily again.
It seems to be saying: Hmm.
Qiao Lan really wanted to throw it away.
Throw it in front of a mouse and see if it dares to be so lazy when the mouse bites it.
Why does it remain as still as a mountain every time danger comes?
Don’t you think it’s embarrassing for the mutant beasts?
squeak!
A loud scream.
A black shadow rushed towards Qiao Lan's calf.
She didn't have time to complain about the white cat, as the mice started attacking immediately.
squeak!
Squeak!
Squeak!
The stinky rats have no moral principles, let's fight in groups, let's attack together.
In an instant, Qiao Lan's legs, waist, chest, back, and even head and neck all became targets of attack, and groups of black shadows whizzed towards her.
Attacked from both sides!
Qiao Lan was not in a hurry, but showed mercy and threw the white cat out of the battle group at the critical moment.
Then he twisted his body.
While being attacked from all sides, she managed to find a tricky angle and leap up.
He flew up at an angle, avoiding the fastest attacking mice.
He actually managed to get out from the rat pack.
Then he struck out with a sharp blade.
The most suitable weapon in the previous life, the blade is forged with special materials and comes from a large base in the apocalypse.
Not only is it extremely sharp, it can also directly cut through the hard skin of mutant beasts below level two.
He hadn’t been able to deal with the big golden rat before, but these little red-eyed rats in front of him were no problem.
They were just some early stage players that had just begun to mutate. No matter how many there were, they were not numerous enough to form a rat tide, and they were not enough for Qiao Lan to kill.
Draw the knife, draw the knife, and draw the knife again!
Kill one with one knife, or even two with one knife.
In a moment, all the rats that were attacking him were killed by Qiao Lan.
It sounds slow to describe, but the whole process was actually very fast, taking no more than a minute. When she stood up again, there was a pile of dead rats under her feet.
Squeak!
The mice that were farther away didn't dare to come closer.
It stared at her cautiously with its red eyes, and ran around in circles. No other mouse dared to approach her.
Some rats even turned around and ran away.
"Will that let you run? What am I here for?"
Qiao Lan muttered, and moved extremely quickly, throwing out big bricks one after another.
Every brick hit its target, and each one accurately hit a fleeing mouse, knocking them down.
Some of them hit the vital points and killed them instantly. For those that were not dead, Qiao Lan rushed over to finish them off before they stood up.
A few minutes later.
There were no more living mice in the room.
The whole team was wiped out.
This is the style of the old-time fried dough sticks owner hanging out in the novice village.
Qiao Lan began to touch the corpse.
The newly mutated low-level mice also have crystal cores in their bodies. Although they are very small, they are also very precious things in the early days of the apocalypse. After all, not everyone can be as experienced as Qiao Lan and kill a group of mutant beasts easily.
The process of touching the corpses was a bit disgusting. Qiao Lan endured the stench and quickly broke open the heads of the dead rats, digging out the crystal cores one by one, which were the size of rice grains or even smaller than rice grains.
At this time, the white cat that had been outside the battle group came over.
Meow, meow...
He kept calling out to Qiao Lan, his blue eyes fixed on each crystal core.
"You're so self-taught that you know this thing can help you level up?" Qiao Lan squinted and muttered pettily, "I won't give it to you. Who told you not to help? Isn't it the nature of a cat to catch a mouse? I brought you out specially, and you're just sitting there being lazy."
She took out a box from the space, put all the crystal cores in it and put it away.
The white cat meowed angrily, turned around, and ran away.
Even his back showed "I'm angry!".
Qiao Lan ignored it and checked the battlefield again. After confirming that all the corpses had been found and there were no other living mutant rats around, he got up and walked back.
There were two bodies of victims in the ruins, half of them eaten away by rats.
Based on Qiao Lan's experience, the scent of this group of rats was similar to that of the golden second-level mutant rat. They should have been a group and had followed the scent of their leader to find them.
It doesn't come when the sun is out, and only appears late at night. That's because its mutation is too low-level and it hasn't overcome its nature of avoiding light.
The target should be the safe house, but when they encounter a human corpse on the way, they stop to eat it.
Qiao Lan stopped in front of the two corpses.
There was a corpse pressing down on something, with a corner of it sticking out. It looked quite familiar.
She pulled the corpse apart and revealed the thing underneath. It turned out to be the loudspeaker she had placed outside before.
At that time, in order to prevent Xiao Tang from directly warning people nearby, she quietly placed a loudspeaker with recorded reminders a little further away.
After a few days of strong winds, the loudspeaker was blown back by the wind.
Qiao Lan picked it up and fiddled with it a few times. It was a miracle that it was not broken.
So he wiped off the dust and blood on it and put it into the space.
In the apocalypse, everything is in short supply, so she collects whatever supplies she can. She is used to collecting anything she sees that can be used.
After looking at the two corpses, Qiao Lan walked around and left.
After death, the body was incomplete and it was a horrible sight.
It looks quite sad.
But in the end times, being alive but not dead is sometimes even more tragic.
"If there is a heaven, I hope you will enter it soon. If there is an afterlife, I hope you will be reborn into a peaceful era soon."
Qiao Lan muttered a few words silently.
For these two victims, and for all those who died in the city's typhoon.
She returned to the safe house.
A white cat was squatting at the door.
I came home early in anger, but when I scratched the door, the person inside wouldn't open it.
I had no choice but to squat at the door even more angrily.
When Qiao Lan opened the door, it rushed in first, ran straight to Xiao Tang, and scratched him with its claws.
Because Xiao Li heard the sound of a meow scratching the door just now, he subconsciously wanted to open it, but was stopped by Xiao Tang.
The cat heard it.
Swish! A claw scratched hard.
Xiao Tang didn't dodge.
But unharmed.
Because the white cat didn't scratch his skin, but through his clothes.
Anger is expressed in measured terms.
Then she walked away wiggling her little butt.
"Uh..." Xiao Tang scratched his head.
Between opening the door and the possibility of mice coming in, which they would not be able to deal with and causing trouble for Qiao Lan, and not opening the door and leaving the cat outside, which might put it in danger from mice, he chose to give up the cat and not cause trouble for Sister Lan.
I'm sorry, kitten.
After all, he loves this cat too, but there is a difference in closeness between him and Sister Lan.
He took out some dried fish and handed it to the white cat in a flattering manner.
The white cat twisted its neck, squinted its blue eyes, and gave him a cold look.
"Sister Lan, are you okay?"
In the light of the desk lamp, Xiao Li saw purple-black bloodstains on Qiao Lan's body.
"It's okay, it's all rat blood." Qiao Lan smiled, "Since you haven't slept yet, come on, let's try it together."
She pretended to reach into her pocket and took out the crystal core she had just harvested.
For ordinary people, low-level primary crystal cores are much less dangerous than secondary crystal cores.
If we guide everyone to absorb, can we stimulate their potential and promote their early evolution?
Worth a try.
…
At this time, two blocks away.
A remaining building.
The man in the gray windbreaker took off his hat, and his smiling face and cold, sinister eyes appeared in the dim yellow beam of the flashlight under the shadow of the hat brim.
"Where's Pierce?" he asked with a smile, the corners of his mouth rising higher and higher. "Did you lose my beloved little baby?"
The beam of light illuminated a metal cage.
Two meters square, the steel mesh is thick and tight.
There was just a big broken hole on the side.
The cage was empty, with no sign of its occupant, save for a few stiff black and gold hairs.
"Say, where's my Pierce?"
The man approached step by step.
Several men in work clothes were trembling.
"Then, then that rat... it bit through the steel mesh and ran away... we couldn't stop it..."
"Oh, then, Pierce's red-eyed babies."
"I can't... I can't stop it..."
"Really? They all ran away?" The man smiled kindly. "Oh, my! This is terrible."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's neck.
Click.
Twist off.
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