After consuming 70% to 80% of the entire bottle of evolved beast blood, Wu Gang's condition finally stabilized.

His wound returned to normal, and there was no longer any strange color. The thin black lines that spread to the entire arm also disappeared, which was considered a complete recovery.

After Mu Meiqing carefully helped Wu Gang bandage it with a hemostatic bandage, she exhaled heavily. For nearly two hours, she and Wang Yuanyuan kept treating Wu Gang's wounds repeatedly. This was also a great test on their patience and endurance.

After the test, now that their tense nerves had relaxed, both of them felt exhausted.

At this time, Wu Gang had already leaned against the wall and snored evenly. It was also extremely draining for him to keep fighting the pain.

Chen Fei walked to Mu Meiqing and Wang Yuanyuan and said with concern:

"Sister Qing! Yuanyuan! Thank you for your hard work!"

Mu Meiqing shook her head gently, her voice unable to conceal her fatigue:

"As long as we can keep Wu Gang, that's fine. He is our comrade. We can't just watch him turn into a zombie in front of us!"

Mu Meiqing and Wang Yuanyuan had a tacit understanding and did not ask Chen Fei what the cyan liquid was and where it was found. If asked, Chen Fei could tell the truth. The blood of evolved beasts can fight zombie viruses. It is estimated that with the

The increase of evolved beasts will be known to more people, and then the evolved beasts will suffer.

"Sister Qing, Yuanyuan, you guys go to the car and have a rest. We will spend the night here tonight. Wu Gang will be watched by us all the time! Don't worry!"

Mu Meiqing and Wang Yuanyuan nodded slightly, then walked toward the pickup truck, holding Chen Fei's arms.

Nangong Jin and Zhao Xiaoping, together with the simple-brained duo He Guantao and Wang Xiyu, who was not only in a daze but also had good strength, cleared away the zombies around them several times. The streets outside Sanliang Depot were littered with zombies they had killed.

Having the corpses of these zombies outside the grain depot can cover up some of their living auras.

Chen Fei ordered Nangong Jin and the others to stay at the Sanliang Depot and not to go out. If there was an emergency, they would use the walkie-talkie to contact him or directly fire a warning shot.

Chen Fei planned to go around Liaohe County and kill mutated zombies. At the same time, he also wanted to find some useful supplies. In addition to food and living supplies, the most important thing was some hardware materials needed to build a camp.

, including wires and cables.

Chen Fei even scanned some surveillance camera equipment.

I was thinking that if the camp could be officially put into use, the walls of the camp could be covered with surveillance cameras, so that the safety of the camp could be monitored in real time even when there is a shortage of manpower.

Chen Fei relied on the powerful function of the zombie radar to walk through various buildings. The route he took was the route with the fewest zombies. The battle was very easy, without any danger or pressure.

The two mutant zombies he encountered later were relatively average in strength. They were easily killed by Chen Fei within a few rounds. By fighting the mutant zombie that had just half stepped into the second level, Chen Fei was able to clearly

He felt that his fighting skills had been honed again, and his strength had increased a bit.

At the door of a relatively remote small supermarket, Chen Fei found a survivor. He was a tall and burly middle-aged man with a square face, which was different from Lin Bao's fierce face.

, this middle-aged man's face gives people a kind of majesty without anger.

When Chen Fei saw him, he was surrounded by zombies. He was blocked by more than a dozen zombies in a small alley next to the supermarket. However, when the middle-aged man faced this crisis, there was still no panic on his face.

With a fearful expression, he chopped the zombies' heads into pieces again and again with the fire ax in his hand.

Chen Fei just thought about it for a moment and rushed over. Since what was happening right in front of him, he didn't mind helping him with a little help. For him, a dozen zombies were not enough to even stuff his teeth.

The middle-aged man was already prepared for a bloody battle. If he didn't have a handy weapon in his hand, he wouldn't be in this very passive situation.

Just when the middle-aged man was about to launch a charge to break through, he saw the zombies rushing into the alley being easily knocked down one by one by a young man with a military dagger.

Facing the attacks launched by the surrounding zombies, the young man moved and dodged easily and skillfully. Every time he attacked with a dagger, he would inevitably pierce the head of a zombie.

Within a short time, the young people had eliminated all the zombies gathered at the entrance of the alley.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned before he spoke:

"Little brother, thank you!"

Chen Fei took action simply because he wanted to take action. Facing the middle-aged man's thanks, he just smiled lightly:

"It's okay. If you happen to encounter one, just take action."

The middle-aged man limped out of the alley carrying a fire axe. Chen Fei frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged man and asked:

"Your leg was bitten?"

The middle-aged man sighed and quickly explained:

"Don't worry! I haven't been bitten! This leg has been lame for five or six years. If it weren't for the inconvenience of my legs and feet, I wouldn't be in such a miserable state just now.

This leg was injured by their bullets while chasing drug lords at the border when I was an anti-narcotics police officer. It damaged the muscles and bones. Even after it healed, I still limped when I walked. Not to mention that I had no strength. When I arrived,

It hurts so much when it’s cloudy and rainy!”

The middle-aged man walked quickly to the supermarket door with uncoordinated steps and pushed the door open. Before entering, he looked back at Chen Fei, waved his hand and said:

"Little brother, let's move quickly. Soon there will be more zombies gathering, and it will be difficult for us to escape."

Chen Fei originally planned to turn around and leave, but after hearing that the middle-aged man regarded him as a survivor looking for food and daily necessities, he hesitated for a moment and walked towards the supermarket.

After entering the supermarket, the middle-aged man quickly opened a huge black travel bag and quickly searched for something edible on the messy shelves in the supermarket.

Chen Fei picked up a bottle of pure water from the ground, wiped off the dust on it, opened it and drank it in one gulp.

This supermarket looks like it must have been visited by survivors more than once. Except for daily necessities, almost all the food shelves are empty. There are only some items left on the ground that some survivors dropped when they were loading things in a panic.

Shortbread and cream biscuits on the ground.

The middle-aged man moved quickly and experiencedly. He first picked up all the things left on the ground before looking at the items on the shelves. Unfortunately, the shelves were empty.

The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Fei subconsciously, and saw that Chen Fei seemed to be staring at the empty shelves in a daze, so he quickly threw several packs of sanitary napkins into his travel bag. However, this scene was actually seen by Chen Fei

.

Under a shelf that fell to the ground in the corner, the middle-aged man found a bucket of milk powder, which brought a happy smile to his face. Before leaving, the middle-aged man also took two stuffed toys and some small cars.

pistol.

Just based on what the Zhongnan man took, Chen Fei could infer a lot of information.

First of all, it is certain that this middle-aged man is not alone. There is at least one woman and two children with him. Plush toys are girls' favorite, and toy guns and cars are mostly only liked by boys.

When he walked to the door of the supermarket, he saw that Chen Fei only had half a bottle of purified water in his hand. The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, reached out from his travel bag and took out two packs of crispy noodles with a painful look on his face.

"This supermarket must have been searched many times, so there is nothing to eat. I'll give you these two packs of crispy noodles!"

Chen Fei waved his hand and refused with a smile:

"I still have some food, but it doesn't mean much to me, so you should keep it!"

"Uh...that's good! I won't be polite to you!"

The middle-aged men spoke very straightforwardly, without any pretense to shirk. This is not to say that the middle-aged men are not sincere, but because they are really short of food!
Chapter completed!