Primary zombies cannot feel pain.
Her skin was all cracked and blood seeped out, soaking her sportswear. If it weren't for the smell of blood, Fan Xin wouldn't have noticed her condition.
At the same time, Fan Xin felt that his hands and feet, which had originally become more flexible, began to slowly stiffen again.
The blood flowed more and more, and slowly, a small pool formed on the ground.
In a short while, Fan Xin's whole body stiffened, like a frozen ice sculpture, unable to move.
This situation is quite bad.
Fan Xin immediately used her mind to control the blood in the space and pour it into her mouth.
The blood bag in the space opened, and blood came out of the space and appeared directly in Fan Xin's mouth. The blood slid down the mouth into the throat.
Fan Xin's vision became increasingly blurred, and everything in her sight seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, becoming increasingly dim.
She didn't know what was going on, but she had a bad feeling.
However, as she was unable to move her whole body, she could only choose to continuously pour blood into her mouth, but she did not dare to move the crystal core. After all, her current body could not withstand the next stage of advancement.
Mouthfuls of blood continuously appeared in Fan Xin's mouth and were swallowed by him.
Bag after bag of blood opened in the space.
Fan Xin could no longer remember how many bags of blood she had opened, but her vision was soon completely swallowed by the darkness.
Fan Xin, trapped in darkness, was unable to extract blood from the space. She felt as if she was imprisoned by something. She could not see, hear, or move.
I don’t know how long it took, the darkness gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became gray, and she was surrounded by this gray fog.
This gray fog is a bit similar to the gray fog in her space.
However, it was thicker than the gray fog in her space.
After an unknown amount of time, a strange sound rang in Fan Xin's ears. It was very mixed and chaotic, as if someone was playing and joking, or someone was telling something, and the voice was sometimes high and sometimes low.
The sound gave Fan Xin a splitting headache.
She tried to squat but couldn't feel her body at all.
The pain was tearing, as if a hand had torn open her brain, grabbed the nerves in her brain, and kept pulling them.
Stimulated by wave after wave of sounds, Fan Xin was in so much pain that she couldn't even scream to vent her feelings.
After an unknown amount of time, Fan Xin felt a gentle force pushing her.
In an instant, the sound in my ears disappeared, and the severe pain also disappeared.
Fan Xin opened her eyes and what caught her eye was the house where she was temporarily staying.
She stared blankly ahead, her thoughts becoming a little slow. It took a long time for her brain to fully clear up.
It is late at night and the temperature is very low.
Fan Xin looked down at her clothes. After being soaked by her blood, the clothes had frozen solid. When she moved, the clothes made crackling sounds.
She took out mineral water from the space and cleaned the blood off her face and hands. The clothes on her body were obviously no longer usable, so she needed to change clothes.
But she had worn out all the clothes in the space, so she had to go out and find some clothes.
After the blood was washed away, the remaining water droplets on the skin quickly condensed into a thin layer of ice. Fan Xin patted his face and hands to shake off the ice residue.
She looked at her hands, the skin was smooth and white, different from the paleness before.
All the terrifying cracks on it had disappeared. If it wasn't the beginning of the apocalypse, she would have suspected that she had suffered a mental attack and was hallucinating.
Fan Xin didn't know what was going on this time, nor did she know whether she was able to wake up because she drank a large amount of human blood.
She still remembered the gentle force that gave her the final push.
Fan Xin felt that if there was no force pushing her, she might be tortured by the voice and break down and go crazy.
When Fan Xin thought of the chaotic noises before, his head felt a little painful.
She immediately stopped thinking, opened the door and walked out.
Pingchang County's commercial street is located next to the central square.
Fan Xin walked on the street at night. He didn't see anyone, no insects chirping, no birds singing, only the hoarse sounds coming from the throats of zombies.
It was too cold at night. Even though human physique had changed after the apocalypse, they would not be frozen to death even if they wore light clothing. However, humans were afraid of the cold, which made them not yet accustomed to the difference in weather between day and night.
Moreover, after dark, the obstructed vision will make them fear the darkness, especially in the world after the end of the world, where dangers are more likely to hide in the darkness.
So generally speaking, they don't choose to go out at night.
After Fan Xin reached the third level, his body flexibility was no different from that of a human, and his walking speed did not appear slow.
After swallowing a large amount of blood this time, her body strength also increased.
Soon Fan Xin arrived at the mall and went up to the second floor.
The entire second floor was filled with men's clothing. Fan Xin slowed down and listened attentively to which shops were occupied and which were empty.
After passing several stores where people were hiding, Fan Xin walked into a men's casual clothing store where no one was. She simply crushed the door lock, opened the door and walked in.
Fan Xin took out a set of black casual clothes and changed into them.
After changing, she put all the shelves in the store, including the clothes, into the space, and also did not leave behind the surveillance equipment and computers.
She has a lot of space and is not afraid of wasting it.
"Wuwu - Mom, Mom..." The suppressed crying sound reached Fan Xin's ears, and she stopped just as she was about to leave.
The sound was so small that if Fan Xin didn't have such strong senses, he wouldn't have been able to hear it at all.
She looked up at the ceiling.
The sound came from above.
"Mom, mom, woo woo... I'm a son, I'm a son, mom..."
"roar--"
It was the voice of a child, and along with the child's voice, there were angry roars of zombies, one louder than the other.
child.
Fan Xin's brows jumped, and she rushed out of the men's clothing store in an instant. She jumped hard outside, jumping directly from the second floor to the third floor, grabbing the railing on the third floor and climbing up.
Women's and children's clothing are on the first floor, men's clothing is on the second floor, and gourmet food is on the third floor.
Right above the men's clothing store was a hot pot restaurant. At this moment, all the doors of the hot pot restaurant were locked. Fan Xin raised his hand to remove the glass door and walked inside.
She was very fast and found the child in just a few breaths.
He is a five-year-old boy.
He was locked in a pet cage, his face covered in tears. He grabbed the edge of the cage and cried in a suppressed voice at a zombie.
On a pillar not far outside the cage, one of the woman's hands was tied tightly to the pillar with a cloth strip, and the other hand was waving towards the child, with a constant roar coming from her throat.
The child was trembling, but staring at the woman who had turned into a zombie, crying and calling for his mother.
When Fan Xin saw this scene, her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She raised her foot and walked towards the child.
The pet cage is full of food, vegetables, meat, snacks, both raw and cooked, and the area outside is also full of food and drinks.
The temperature was too high during the day and many things had gone bad. Even now you could still smell some bad odors.
Fan Xin walked to the front of the pet cage, blocking the child's view. The child stopped crying, raised his head, and looked at her with tearful eyes.
The child was stunned for a moment, then he looked down at the zombie tied to the pillar, and then looked at Fan Xin nervously.
He stretched his little hand out of the cage, grabbed Fan Xin's trouser leg, and cried cautiously: "Brother, brother, don't kill mom, mom is sick, wuwu..."
Fan Xin slowly squatted down and looked at the child in the cage: "She is not your mother anymore."
The child shook his head: "No, no, she is the mother. She just forgot about her son because she was sick. Mom, I will remember him. Mom loves her son the most."
As he spoke, tears fell down his face.
Fan Xin glanced at the woman who was still rushing towards him with her fangs bared. The IQ of the low-level zombie was too low, and she had no intention of untying the cloth on her wrist.
The cloth strips were wrapped around many times, thickly and tightly. Even if the zombie was very strong, it would not be able to break free for a while.
The child's voice choked with sobs. He looked at Fan Xin with some fear, and gently tugged with his little hand: "Brother—please, don't, don't kill Mom."
Fan Xin looked into the child's eyes, which were full of tears. Before the tears fell, his eye sockets were filled again.
The child is afraid of her.
Fan Xin reached out and opened the pet cage.
As soon as the cage was opened, the child came out and ran towards the woman, with his two little hands open: "Mom, Mom..."
He was getting closer and closer to the woman who had turned into a zombie. The color of the woman's scarlet eyes deepened, and she made excited hoarse sounds from her throat.
After the child entered its range, the zombie couldn't wait to pounce on the boy, opening its mouth to reveal a row of neat teeth, with saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth.
The child suddenly stopped and looked at the zombies rushing towards him in horror. Without stepping back or closing his eyes, he shouted loudly, "Mom, I'm your son!"
The zombie stopped half a meter away from the child. The child's eyes lit up and he looked at the zombie happily.
Then, he heard the zombie roaring angrily and waving its hands, trying to catch him, but its hands just missed him and couldn't catch him at all.
The smile on the child's face froze. He saw that behind his mother, a man grabbed his mother's collar, preventing her from getting close to him.
"Woo--" The child sat on the ground, whimpering mournfully. He covered his mouth tightly, not daring to cry too loudly, but his tears fell quickly like they were free.
Fan Xin felt a little sad when she saw the child crying pitifully.
Children are the purest. Fan Xin has always liked children. She has saved many children in her previous life. The child in front of her reminded her of the child named Jiang Jiang.
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