At the last minute before dinner, Zhang Mu forced Wang Liang to take out a bottle of Wuliangye that he had kept for a week and had not been willing to open, saying that he wanted to taste it. Under the spicy and stimulating alcohol, he had no idea what happened after that, and Zhang Mu was finally able to sleep well for once.

No one knew who sent him back. When Zhang Mu woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in his own yard. His throat was still burning and he wanted to cry but couldn't. His throat was completely dry and he couldn't speak.

I didn't expect that his body is so weak in alcohol tolerance now. But think about it, he is only an 18-year-old boy after all. When he was in the Old Thief Sect, his master told him not to touch alcohol, saying that it would damage his body and affect his skills.

This should be the first time he drank alcohol after his rebirth. No wonder his alcohol tolerance is so poor. I guess Wang Liang must have laughed at him after seeing him yesterday.

If it were a few years later, he would not have had this feeling. Zhang Mu would drink some wine when he was bored, and drink some wine to warm himself up when he was cold. Over time, his alcohol tolerance naturally increased.

Not thinking about what happened last night, Zhang Mu saw that it was still early and estimated that Yuan Rui was still sleeping soundly, so he did not disturb her and walked out alone.

Looking at the deserted streets of the community, Zhang Mu slowly walked towards Wang Liang's residence.

When he saw Wang Liang, he was already outside his residence, preparing to assemble a search team of evolvers to start another new round of search for supplies.

But when Wang Liang turned around and looked at Zhang Mu, he looked as if he had seen a ghost and was speechless.

After a long while, he managed to utter, "Brother Mu, how can you still be so clear-headed?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Mu glanced at Wang Liang awkwardly, wondering if he had said something he shouldn't have said or done something out of line yesterday. He was still a little nervous and asked tentatively, "Liangzi, am I too weak to drink? Am I making fun of you?"

Wang Liang waved his hands bitterly, then looked at Zhang Mu in surprise and said, "Brother Mu, don't you remember what happened yesterday?"

"I think I drank too much and I have some memory loss. I can't remember anything at all." Zhang Mu spread his hands and said

road.

Wang Liang said in a shocking tone, "You've not only drunk too much, you drank all the twenty bottles of liquor I hid. If your alcohol tolerance is considered small, then few people dare to say that they can drink a lot."

How is it possible? I actually drank twenty bottles of liquor. Even my future self would not be so exaggerated.

"Liangzi, you drank too much too? You must have made a mistake. Those twenty bottles should be shared by more than ten people." Zhang Mu looked at Wang Liang with some confusion. He wondered if Wang Liang drank too much and remembered it wrongly.

Hearing Zhang Mu's words, Wang Liang became emotional and lost his polite demeanor. He raised his voice to Zhang Mu, "Brother Mu, where did the dozen people come from? I just moved the bottles out of the house to show off to you, but I didn't even drink a sip, and you gushed down twenty bottles without even blinking. In just over ten minutes, there were only twenty empty bottles left."

It's so exaggerated that he drank twenty bottles of liquor in just over ten minutes without even stopping?

"I'm now wondering if your ** is made of aluminum alloy. It didn't even explode."

Wang Liang's whispered words instantly reminded Zhang Mu that if there was no reaction after drinking twenty bottles, then it could be simply a problem of alcohol tolerance, which was definitely impossible.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Zhang Mu immediately turned his head to look at his left arm, which seemed to be normal, and instantly understood everything.

No wonder this blood vine lotus was so well behaved today. It turned out that it went crazy for me yesterday. No wonder my throat was smoking and I had difficulty speaking after I woke up. It seemed that I was used as a vessel to deliver wine to this blood vine lotus.

Who would have thought that the blood vine lotus in his body actually liked wine? This was something Zhang Mu had never expected.

Zhang Mu had no choice but to explain to Wang Liang, "Maybe it's because after the end of the world, my physique has become more special."

Wang Liang also returned to his usual self at this time. He was really provoked by Zhang Mu just now. He said to Zhang Mu, "Brother Mu, you continue to cause trouble for those mutant beasts. I have to go clean up the zombies in Dongcheng District. The gathering place there has the standard equipment you sold to them, but they still dare not take action. Then I will eat this piece of fat meat."

Seeing Wang Liang's determined look, Zhang Mu didn't know what to say. Although occupying the territory was a bit provocative, what Wang Liang said made sense. If you don't dare, just get out of the way and let those who dare do it do it.

"Brother Mu, you drank too much yesterday. Here are the most accurate data I picked out for recording. Do you think it's okay? If it's okay, you don't have to sift through it yourself."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Zhang Mu replied with a smile.

"Well, you watch first, I'll take the people away first. There are a lot of zombies today, I have to make careful arrangements."

After seeing Zhang Mu express his support for him, Wang Liang nodded, handed a notebook to Zhang Mu, and took his people to the car and left.

Seeing a large number of convoys leaving the gathering place in a mighty manner, Zhang Mu also set off immediately, went back to find the wolfhound who was half asleep, and left the city by grabbing its ears.

. . . . . .

Just like yesterday, this time Zhang Mu had about a three-fifth chance of the data coordinates being true and accurate based on the data selected by Wang Liang the day before, and successfully harvested nearly a hundred mutant beast cores.

The situation on the first day might really be that he was just unlucky.

When Zhang Mu came back after a day, he found that the atmosphere in the gathering place was a little strange. He instantly had a bad feeling and ordered the wolfhound to speed up. Without waiting for the guards to pull away, he jumped over the barricades and entered the city without getting off the horse. He headed straight for Wang Liang's residence.

But Wang Liang was not there. Zhang Mu was a little puzzled because Wang Liang should have been here.

At this moment, the wolfhound's nose twitched and it barked softly to remind Zhang Mu, signaling him to follow it.

Zhang Mu saw that the wolfhound seemed to smell something, so he got on its back and let the wolfhound lead him in the direction of the smell.

This direction seems to be the most remote large open space in the gathering place. It was originally an artificial lake in the community. Later, the trees next to it were flattened and it became a large open space for backup.

The wolfhound was moving very fast. The closer it got, the more clearly Zhang Mu could identify the smell in the air.

This familiar smell, there is no doubt about it, it is the smell of blood!

(End of this chapter)