The big truck drove on the road out of the town, stirring up countless walking corpses.
They became excited by the sounds and smells, roared a few times, bared their teeth and claws, opened their bloody mouths, and ran towards the truck.
Just after running towards the truck for a few steps, he accelerated back at an even more terrifying speed, as if he had encountered some natural enemy.
Wen Rensheng nodded secretly when he saw this. The ping pong ball had not lied about this before - as long as he released a little breath, he could scare away these strange appendages.
These zombies are one of those weird and weird disasters without thinking, and the people behind them are certainly thinking.
This shows that the intensity of his alien power is indeed very high, and it is not that Yelang is arrogant.
The fear of your opponent is the best proof. The praise and evaluation of your own people are not strong evidence.
At this time, another family of survivors, three people, three young and strong young men and women, seemed to have seen this scene, rushed out of the house and ran towards the truck, dragging a circle of zombies behind them.
Under normal circumstances, they are bound to die, and the zombies don't run very slowly. When they get on the car, they will pull them out from behind.
However, the zombies did not dare to approach the truck, but the three young men were not affected. In other words, they could not feel the scary aura of the big cat at all, and just regarded each other as a strange pet.
The truck was not driving fast, or the male owner saw a few people running towards him in the rearview mirror and subconsciously slowed down. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for people to catch up with the truck.
The three of them didn't shout, but simply clung to the welded steel bars around the truck, climbed onto the roof of the truck compartment, and then rested panting.
"Thank you, man." A man waved his arms at the cab's rear mirror.
The other two people also expressed their thanks.
The truck speeds up again.
The big cat turned a blind eye to this.
Wen Rensheng will only save a few people he likes as he pleases, and he won't care about other things.
At this time, he heard some sounds floating in the wind through the big cat.
"Look, that truck is coming out again. Do we want to rush out?"
"They are just struggling to death, and the meteorite is about to fall. Even if they leave the town and run as far as they can, we should continue to lie down, so as not to waste our efforts before death."
The sound dissipated.
The chance of survival was given up by themselves, no one can blame them.
The truck continued to drive forward, and after a while, it came to the entrance of the road out of the town.
A huge sign tree stands next to the intersection, and the fog lies in front of it.
The truck immediately slowed down, almost as fast as a person walking, just moving slowly little by little.
The big cat didn’t warn him, he just raised his head and blew a breath.
The fog dispersed from the middle.
The truck drove out through the gap.
"Ah, we're driving out!" The male owner's voice echoed throughout the cab.
"Thank you, Mr. Cat." The hostess stuck her head out of the car window and wanted to say thank you, but she saw that the big cat had disappeared.
"Is this a mythical cat?" the little girl said.
"No, it must be that magical robot cat. It can do anything." The boy obviously has a strong physique and must do everything right with his sister.
The truck continued along the road.
Wen Rensheng took one last look at the truck and saw another car driving on the road in the distance. It was the Milia Tool trio.
Well, let's leave the matter to them for a while, and then come back when the results are achieved.
With this thought in mind, he let the big cat follow him, then withdrew his mind and continued to practice various extraordinary skills.
There are already several skills that can be sublimated and engraved on alien species, and engraving one can add some mystery.
It seems that it is much easier to practice skills now, and it is not as time-consuming as before, which is another big benefit for him.
After all, there are thousands of general extraordinary skills that can be learned statistically. If you learn all these skills, you can add tens of thousands of mysteries. This is a long-term goal.
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The Redziwell family's escape truck was just halfway through when it was stopped by a second-hand car driven by Milia and the others.
"Are you coming from a small town? Has the blockade of the town been lifted?" Milia stuck her head out and asked.
"Oh, there is no relief. It was a magical Mr. Cat who rescued us. It was a gift from fate." The hostess stuck her head out and replied in the same way.
Milia's eyes lit up. She was about to ask something when she was interrupted.
Among the three people sitting on the roof of the car, a man lowered his head anxiously and urged, "Beautiful nun, please let us go. There is a meteorite waiting to fall from the sky."
"That meteorite is fake, you don't have to worry." Professor Miley poked his head out and consoled him.
"Old man, although you are old, can you please take another look before you say anything? That is obviously true, I can even see the edge of the rock above." Another woman said unceremoniously.
When Professor Miley heard this, he found a telescope from his backpack and looked carefully at the sky.
"This is impossible. When we came here just now, it was still an illusion!" He said in surprise.
But at this time, the meteorites in the telescope's field of view were obviously exactly the same as those in various photos.
He suspected that his vision had been deceived by the mysterious power, so he looked at Milia next to him.
"Let me see." Milia also looked up at the sky.
She was surprised and said, "It's strange, it was clearly an illusion before, but now it feels a bit real."
"Illusions become reality? Is this a mysterious phenomenon?" the professor asked.
"I haven't heard of it before. I'm afraid it was caused by a powerful disaster." Milia said with a headache.
"Okay, we don't have time to listen to your nagging, let us go." The three people on the roof of the big truck urged eagerly.
Milia wanted to ask more questions, but seeing this, she had to let the truck leave.
Professor Mailey took a picture of the license plate number of the big truck with his mobile phone. Most adults in McCann have driver's licenses, so he can know the family's contact information through the license plate number.
The three of them then drove towards the town.
The professor looked at the sky while driving. He felt that he was simply crazy.
Marching towards the center of the doomsday, he had never thought that he had such courage before.
What to do?
Can a meteorite be solved by mysterious power?
He looked at Milia. Although the opponent's sledgehammer was big, it probably couldn't handle a large meteorite falling from the sky, right?
The good news is that the meteorite doesn't seem to be big. The bad news is that we don't know when it will fall.
Maybe it will be the next moment.
As soon as the three of them drove into the town, a group of zombies rushed towards them.
The professor quickly turned the car to try to get around them.
Milia stretched her hand out of the car window, then summoned a hammer, shining silver light on the walking corpses.
Those zombies immediately turned around and ran away, but before they could run a few steps, they fell to the ground one by one, with black smoke coming out of their bodies.
"They, they seem to have recovered?" The professor stopped the car and said in surprise.
I saw those ferocious-looking zombies slowly returning to normal people, no, they should look like normal corpses. Although they are still scary, at least they look normal.
