Li Cang first tried to summon conventional troops such as Dog Legs and Magic Mountain, but as expected, they were harmonized. To be precise, even fringe behaviors such as insect swarm nests, same-origin interconnection links, and opening the mill gate were banned. Suddenly
Even more, I hate this kind of contract that cuts first and ends later.
Both hands were rummaging around on the body, and it took quite a while to take out [Kun] from his pocket, which had a habit of turning into the size of a hamster to catch up on his sleep. He clicked on the prayer interface to check, what a coincidence, I don't know this guy.
When did Goudan and I go to the mill to escape the summer heat...
Incompetent and furious!
After counting, only Miss Qiu, Corpse Brother, Huahua, 180 standing dogs and 15 magic mountains were left.
Emmm, this is probably the weakest lineup around Li Cang in history. Without the long-range unit Little Miss, without the physical unit Da Leizi, without the flying units Kunkun and Goudan, everything is useless.
"Where's the electric mouse?"
"Well, it's also in the mill..."
"Why does Timi go to the mill?"
"Maybe rats like to drill holes?"
No one who has had a cerebral hemorrhage for three to five years can't say this.
The dog-legged ones are also bringing food, and a few magic mountains must be left to guard the house. After all, this ghost contract is mandatory for parking, but it does not allow the empty island to be released from the sealed state.
Get everything done and let's start fighting!
Without the assistance of the big Kunkun, their mobility is extremely poor. They can only equip hook locks and slides that the old nose has never used before, and move bit by bit on the city debris. They may not be able to walk in an hour.
Two miles away.
Once back before liberation, Lao Wang was extremely excited.
"It smells bad. This reminds me of the time when we first came out, one person and one dog to brave the world!"
"Are you that dog? Then I'm also at a loss. What's the deal with a dog son~"
"Ahem, slip of the tongue, I meant one hook per person, hook, do you understand?"
"hehe."
The same-origin interoperability link cannot be used, and Li Cang's big wand is automatically separated from the link storage space, and can only be held in hand. All kinds of inconveniences make Li Cang very unhappy, and his whole person is filled with a very rare irritability.
It is easy to go from extravagance to frugality, but it is nothing more than this.
About 3 minutes later, the high-spirited Master Wang also languished.
This is not a matter of being infected by Teacher Cang's emotions, but that he found that not having Big Kun Kun was indeed a rather suffocating and wrong way to open the book.
The beautiful alien plants that fill the debris of the ruined city are not as glamorous as they appear on the surface. A more accurate description is that they eat meat, both physically and literally.
The bright red flowers blooming all over the sunny side are always dyed with the aroma of old wine. This aroma is so fragrant and strong that Teacher Cang has been in a irritable and excited trance since entering here;
The low shrubs growing in the gaps between the buildings and rocks and hanging high in the air are always dripping with a sticky liquid that is extremely corrosive to the skin;
The inconspicuous moss on the ground looks very soft and dense, but when you step on it, you will find that it looks completely different. Li Cang and Lao Wang are equipped with boots of the lowest quality, and every step they take will be painted on the surface.
A layer of color is actually the delicate sole residue cut away by moss;
The small dark green vine leaves next to the feet, which are no more than knee high, are covered with fine hairs. These hairs fall off at the touch and fly everywhere, falling on the exposed skin and entering the respiratory tract and eyes...
It was as if the air he breathed had turned into a wriggling caterpillar, his eyes were swollen like a pair of peaches, and his whole body was itching unbearably. Lao Wang had difficulty breathing, but found that he could suddenly fully mobilize all the things he thought he had died long ago.
He lost his brain cells, and a poem actually appeared in his mind: If you die before leaving the army, it is better to hang yourself on a southeastern branch!
The ground is piled with the remains of corpses of various walking dead and strange animals, most of which are buried shallowly in the soil, and some are still exposed on the surface. Various plants cling to the white bones, and pierce the slender new roots into the pores and cracks on the surface of the bones.
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The plants were lush and the flowers were delicate, but Lao Wang shuddered.
"This level of poison and interference is not enough to kill any zombies or survivors who have undergone basic physical strengthening. It will only make people uncomfortable." Li Cang rubbed the moss on the ground with the sole of his shoe, and the sole was immediately "scraped"
More delicate residue came down, "But being injured is different. They definitely don't mind eating meat."
"Why are your eyes okay?" Lao Wang asked casually, "It seems like I have emphysema, and I can't prevent the bullae from rupturing?"
Li Cang was too lazy to answer and just raised the big magic wand in his hand.
This degree of minor injury is incomparable to his recovery power. The wound has healed before it actually formed. Moreover, Li Cang always holds a big wand. Although he doesn't kill anyone on the spot, the vitality and energy stored in the big wand are.
Nourishing him in sustainability.
All in all, the meaning is very clear, and the world where only Master Wang is injured is so cleverly achieved.
Lao Wang was hit hard and muttered: "I seem to have seen walking corpses and monsters in this shit world outside. Why did it turn out to be so quiet when I came in, as if it was dead? Teacher Cang, I always have
I have an unpleasant feeling. How can I keep my shoes from getting wet when I walk along the river? We shouldn’t fall for this..."
Ding~
Congratulations, your daily flag-planting task has been completed.
The human body's ability to adapt is actually very strong, especially for people like them who have strengthened their physical fitness several times. After about three hours, Lao Wang's redness and swelling on his skin, and itching of his eyes and respiratory tract had completely disappeared, except for the lungs.
It's still very uncomfortable and should take a while.
It was at this moment that Li Cang and Lao Wang encountered the first wave of ambush after entering the debris ruins.
When they stepped onto another piece of debris, hundreds of zombies suddenly poured out of the building with only a frame left on it, and launched a meal charge towards the two and a bunch of younger brothers in a surrounding posture!
If even the descriptive text didn't need to be coded by the Holy Light, the two of them would have almost thought that these walking corpses were the survivors who came in before - it's really unimaginable that one day they would have to rely on whether the other party was wearing clothes to distinguish them.
The living or the walking dead.
There are almost no obvious corpse-like characteristics on the surface of these walking corpses. There are no bone armor, scales, or poisoned bluish-black blood vessel textures. Their skin is pale but actually very oily. Their hands, feet, fingers and toes are slightly longer than ordinary people.
level, other than that, if it’s gone, it’s gone...
If you have to say something, it can only be that their pupils are either red or blue, very turbid, and there is no trace of the clarity and rationality of normal creatures in them.
This group of "unremarkable" but actually more outrageous guys don't have thick bone armor, dense scales, or a tall and powerful body, but they are surprisingly strong, as if every part of the body has been carefully
Modulation has almost reached the limit of the human form, with agile movements, huge strength and excellent coordination. Every attack and force is just right.
Lao Wang kept screaming that he was like a ghost!
There was clearly a walking corpse in front of him, but it gave him an awkward and uncomfortable feeling, as if he was a big and thick man and the other person was a master who could move a thousand pounds. He was too weak to punch the cotton.
