Chapter 514: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 29
Quan Jiu stared at Ling Wuya and asked curiously.
Ling Wuya looked at the sand dunes in the distance and said honestly:
"Fight and become stronger."
He originally thought that his strength was pretty good in the base. After all, there were not many people with superpowers in the whole of China, especially those with powerful superpowers like fire.
But after meeting this team, he realized that there is always someone better than you.
Quan Jiu thought about the exotic plants and animals that would appear tomorrow, and threw a small black bag to Ling Wuya:
"Take it, and remember to return it to me later."
Ling Wuya opened the bag and saw that it contained a full range of first aid medicines, antibiotics, antipyretics, anti-inflammatory drugs...even more complete than the types of medicines in the Huaibei base mall.
He tightened his fingers around the bag.
"I won't say thank you this time. Thank you is too simple. I owe you my life. If you need me in the future, you can always come to Winter City to find me."
Quan Jiu: "The mountains are high and the road is long, please take care of yourself."
Everything that mankind is experiencing now is just the beginning.
With the rise of zombie civilization, zombie armies gradually appeared and used tactics to deal with humans. However, due to the continuous decline in population, humans were no match for the zombie army and could only barely maintain a balance with the zombies with all their efforts.
…
Huaibei Base.
"Old Tan, isn't it a bad idea for us to do this?"
Outside the dormitory building in Area D, two figures were acting stealthily.
"What's wrong with that? They're all dead anyway, so it's a waste to keep the supplies inside."
Tan Yan refuted with righteous words.
"Or, when have you ever seen anyone from District D leave the city to look for supplies and come back alive?"
The other sighed, finally convinced:
"That's right. This old, weak, sick and disabled team will definitely not be able to come back..."
Tan Yan entered the corridor and went upstairs:
"When you get the things later, be quick and decisive. I had a hard time getting the key from Old Seven."
"Don't worry, just take your things and leave."
When Song Lan was standing on the balcony drying clothes, she noticed two sneaky figures downstairs. When she saw them enter the corridor, she frowned slightly.
She had a good memory, and if she remembered correctly, these two people were still hanging around Area B yesterday.
She stopped hanging clothes and returned to the living room, facing Xiaoye, whose wrists were handcuffed on the sofa.
“Gurgle…”
Xiao Ye did not treat her as kindly as he treated Wang Jingyang. He stared at her excitedly as if she were food.
Song Lan's eyebrows were furrowed. She imitated Wang Jingyang's tone and tried to communicate with him:
"Xiao Ye, I'm going to let you go, can you please stop biting me?"
Nowadays, humans hate zombies to the core. If Xiaoye is discovered by them, she and her group will immediately become the target of attack by the Huaibei base.
"Hey, why is this door locked?"
Tan Yan inserted the key and turned the door lock, but found that it could not be opened.
Another male voice sounded: "Is there someone inside?"
Song Lan listened to the conversation outside the door, his hands and feet turned cold, and the last bit of hope in his heart disappeared.
After the end of the world, she paid great attention to safety. When she was alone at home, locking the door was just the most basic thing to do.
The door lock can delay her time for a smooth retreat, but what will Xiaoye do after she retreats?
Song Lan stared at the silly, drooling little zombie and unconsciously tightened his grip on the small bottle around his neck...
…
The door opened.
"Old Tan, there's no one here either."
Staring at the empty living room, the man looked confused.
Tan Yan picked up the handcuffs that fell on the ground and put them back on the table:
"Since no one is here, hurry up and get the things."
After all, stealing is not a glorious thing. Once discovered, you will inevitably be criticized.
The two of them rushed into the kitchen and bedroom, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, but in the end, they returned empty-handed with shocked looks on their faces.
"Is there anything to eat in this room?"
Tan Yan's face was not looking good: "There are only four bottles of mineral water in the refrigerator."
Did these people know they were going to die, yet they couldn't even bear to leave behind a bucket of instant noodles?!
"Damn, I wasted all my energy and only managed to get four bottles of water?"
"No, search again."
Hearing this, Song Lan, who was hiding under the sofa, tensed his muscles as if facing a great enemy.
In her arms was Xiaoye, who had been freed from handcuffs.
The little zombie had a towel stuffed in his mouth, preventing him from making any gurgling sound. His limbs were held down by Song Lan, preventing him from breaking free and running away.
Song Lan said to himself: My little ancestor, please don't move again.
But things went against his wishes. The more Xiao Ye tried to struggle, the more stubbornly he wanted to rush out. Song Lan had to use all his strength to barely subdue him.
Fortunately, it was just a child of a few years old. If it was a little older, she really wouldn't be able to control it.
"We've searched three times, and there's still no food. Do you think these people are the reincarnations of starving ghosts?"
Tan Yan kicked the sofa angrily, causing Song Lan to tremble again.
She had no special powers, short arms and thin legs, and was no match for the two men. She could only pray in secret that she would not be discovered.
"Bang--"
The door closed.
Song Lan gasped for breath and finally dared to breathe out loud.
Xiaoye immediately broke free from her restraints, crawled out of the sofa, and angrily pulled the towel out of her mouth.
Song Lan also crawled out and stared at his gray eyes. She squatted down and waved at him.
"How are you?"
Xiao Ye stared at her neck intently, but at this moment, he was not looking at her aorta.
It smells so good... He just ate it... It's sweet...
His eyes fell on the black bottle hanging around Song Lan's neck.
I still want to eat.
Song Lan refused, covering the bottle:
“… Really no more.”
This was the "life-saving potion" her brother left for her, and he specifically told her not to open it and take it until the critical moment of her transformation into a corpse.
Xiaoye squatted on the ground, looking at her bottle with tears in her eyes:
"I'm hungry. I want to eat."
Seeing that he had not attacked him, Song Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief and took out a bag of dried meat from his pocket:
"There really isn't any more. This is all I have in the dormitory now."
Xiaoye stared at the dried meat on the ground for a long time before slowly reaching out...
“It tastes terrible.”
He sounded lost.
Song Lan was using the potion for the first time and wasn't sure about its effects. She was already shocked to see Xiao Ye communicating with her, but now, he could actually taste it?!
Xiao Ye forced himself to eat two bites of dried meat, and then he couldn't eat anymore. He squatted on the ground with a helpless look in his eyes, and would rather starve than eat dried meat again.
………
"The probability of a low-level zombie dropping a crystal core is less than 30%, while the probability of a mid-level or high-level zombie dropping a crystal core is 100%."
Quan Jiu collected a bag full of crystal cores and began to analyze them for everyone.
99% of the contents in this pocket are crystal cores of low-level zombies, and the two orange spots are particularly conspicuous among the gray.
Jing Che took his share of crystal cores, about 11 in total, and stuffed them all into his mouth.
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