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Chapter 82: Fight for tomorrow!

Everything went as Zhou Ming expected.

Along the way, the reincarnators suffered continuous attacks.

It seemed as if all the zombies within a hundred miles of where they passed were converging in their direction. No matter how they walked, where they went, in which direction, or how they turned around, countless zombies would surround them from all directions and surround them.

Attack and kill them, chase them, intercept them, and delay their progress.

The injuries of his teammates have not healed, and the ultimate mutant is staring at him in the dark. He doesn't know when he will suddenly launch a fatal blow, which makes Zhou Ming always on guard and unable to completely let go of his hands and feet to fight.

Various advanced mutants and super mutants appear from time to time, putting huge pressure on the reincarnations' progress, making it easier to move forward several times and in the same direction.

This also made the reincarnations' journey to Xandar City infinitely longer. They were walking on corpses and bloody bones amid the constant killings, and every step was extremely difficult.

On the first day, we encountered five waves of attacks, killing three super mutants, a dozen advanced mutants, dozens of junior mutants, and countless ordinary zombies.

The next day, we encountered four waves of attacks, killing two super mutants and more than a dozen advanced mutants...

On the third day, we encountered six waves of attacks and killed three super mutants...

The fifth day...

The seventh day...

Seven days of continuous endless fighting, killing, and narrow escapes made everyone physically and mentally exhausted and gradually became numb. Even the most belligerent whale shark no longer took fighting as fun, and the deep fatigue almost penetrated into the bone marrow.

At night, everyone once again found a quiet place to rest.

Zhou Ming leaned on a recliner and looked up at the starry sky. The wilderness under the night seemed peaceful and comfortable, and the gentle evening breeze blew away the dryness in Zhou Ming's heart.

"We're almost reaching our limit."

Zhou Ming is very clear that this is the current state of everyone in the team. Whether it is physical condition or mental condition, they have almost reached their limits.

We have to continue fighting like we did a few days ago, and we will either collapse or break through our limits.

But, how can the limit be so easy to break through?

"Fortunately, if there are no accidents, we can reach Sandar City tomorrow."

"The reincarnators may lack anything, but there is no shortage of fighting. There are many opportunities to grow in fighting. There is no need to pursue a life-or-death breakthrough in such a limit."

Break down and then stand up. You must break first before you can stand up. If you cannot stand up, then you will be completely broken if you break.

How many people can step by step improve their strength through missions, and how many people are willing to risk their lives to achieve extreme breakthroughs?

"However, that guy probably won't just watch us walk into Xandar City like this."

"If he still wants to take revenge, he will definitely take action tomorrow."

"Whether we live or die depends on tomorrow's battle!"

Zhou Ming closed his eyes and slowly relieved the tiredness in his heart.

They fought for seven days and were exhausted, but the ultimate mutant rested for seven days. With its recovery speed, seven days should be enough for its strength to reach its peak.

This battle was unfair from the beginning.

But they have nothing to complain about. They will always face endless battles and unfair battles until they fall. This is the fate of reincarnators.

"team leader."

Qin Wumeng's cold and somewhat soft voice came from beside him.

After several days of fighting side by side and going through life and death, her attitude towards several people was no longer as cold as before.

Zhou Ming tilted his head and saw Qin Wumeng sitting on the wooden steps next to him, handing him a cup of hot tea.

"You said that after this mission, you would set up a team and invite me to join. I want to confirm again, you are not lying to me, are you?"

The flag is erected like an old general with flags on the stage...

Zhou Ming took the tea cup and laughed: "Of course I'm not lying to you. With your conditions, even those large legions must be cherished. Who would be stupid enough to refuse you to join?"

Qin Wumeng didn't speak, he just sat quietly next to Zhou Ming and looked up at the stars.

She asked: "Captain, did you have any friends before?"

"What are you talking about? Who doesn't have a few friends anymore?" Zhou Ming said with a smile: "You can ask around after leaving the Lord God's Space. My little brothers and good brothers are all over the East. One phone call can call several trucks of breadmen.

kind."

Qin Wumeng was amused by Zhou Ming's words. Perhaps it was because she didn't usually smile much, so once she smiled, she looked particularly beautiful.

As for the black mask she wore on her face, the supply had been exhausted due to too fierce fighting a few days ago, so she no longer had the intention to continue covering it up.

Smiling, Qin Wumeng said: "I had no friends before, no, there was only one, which was a Doraemon doll. Unfortunately, when I was thirteen, they took it away to celebrate my birthday.

Already."

"???" Good guy, Zhou Ming called him a good guy.

"I would like to ask you, are you the kind of saint who was trained by a big hidden family, or are you a killer trained by some mysterious killer organization since childhood?"

Qin Wumeng laughed again, but gently dropped the topic: "Captain, tell me about your friends. There should be many interesting stories between you and your friends."

"My friend?" Zhou Ming lay down on the recliner again, blowing the cool night breeze, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was lost in memories, and spoke softly.

"Well, I once had a team. I was not the captain, I was just an ordinary member of the team. The team members were all little guys about the same age as me."

"We have performed many tasks together, some were easy, some were dangerous, some were simple, and some were tedious. We have been through life and death together, and we have also had arguments and arguments... Tsk, tsk, it's obviously not that long ago, but when I think about it, it's actually

It feels like a world away.”

"Captain, you...have a lot of secrets." Qin Wumeng said softly.

It was clear that the captain in front of him looked like a teenager, but he had a calmness and maturity that was completely inconsistent with his appearance, and his eyes showed a bit of vicissitudes of life from time to time.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is as if he is a man in his thirties or forties who has rejuvenated for some reason.

Considering the endless magical exchange items in the main god space, this possibility...maybe not impossible?

"Everyone has secrets, but some are important secrets and some are unimportant."

Zhou Ming sat up, ended his memories of the past, and gave Qin Wumeng a smile that she couldn't see through.

"It's getting late, go to bed. Tonight is a rare quiet moment. Have a good rest and be energetic. We will arrive at Sandar City tomorrow!"

"Well, for tomorrow's battle!" Qin Wumeng said seriously.

Zhou Ming was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yes, for tomorrow's battle."



The car speeds through the wilderness.

In the seven-seater car, congratulations on driving. Qin Wumeng sat in the passenger seat, Zhou Ming and Whale Shark sat in the middle row, both of them closed their eyes and meditated.

Dr. Max, who was in the back row, stared at the laptop on his lap, typing quickly on the keyboard with his hands, concentrating on his work.

Xiang Zenan, who was sitting next to him, looked at it curiously for a while, and soon felt dizzy. The various complicated data popping up on it reminded him of the fear of being dominated by mathematics classes.

"Doctor, you have never stopped working along the way. It has been so many days. Has the experiment not been completed yet?"

Seemingly unable to understand, Xiang Zenan plans to try harder and get the answer directly from the doctor.

Perhaps it was because the Xandar City ahead was far away on the map. Everyone's tense nerves for several days had relaxed, and their depressed mood had become clearer. They were no longer as cold and numb as they had been a few days ago.

Although Dr. Max did not move his eyes away from the screen, he still explained: "No, the experiment is completed. Now I need to apply the results of the experiment to practice to achieve the goal I want."

"The result of the experiment?" Xiang Zenan couldn't help but shuddered when he thought of the female zombie who was "fed" into an advanced mutant step by step, and his eyes became weird when he looked at Dr. Max.

"Doctor, but as far as I know, the experimental result you developed is to deepen the mutation of zombies! How can it be used in practice? Is it to promote the evolution of all zombies, let them kill each other, and reduce the number of zombies?

"

Dr. Max's hands paused, his eyes finally temporarily moved away from the computer screen, and he glanced at Xiang Zenan.

"I have also imagined the application plan you mentioned. Zombie mutation requires a large amount of energy. If other creatures cannot be found to supplement energy, zombies in the process of mutation will indeed hunt and devour low-level zombies in large numbers."

"But I quickly gave up that plan, because zombies are not the only 'creatures' in the world, and transforming a large number of low-level zombies into a small number of high-level mutants has greatly enhanced the power of the zombies."

"Because in fact, zombies are in internal friction every moment, this intervention method actually reduces the internal friction of zombies. In fact, if it were not for the emergence of mutants, the zombies themselves would perish within a few years."

"Hmm..." Xiang Zenan understood what he understood. In order not to show any timidity, he could only pretend to understand completely, nodded repeatedly, and asked: "Doctor, what method are you studying now?

"

"Of course it's RNA transcription and reverse editing!" Max said with enthusiasm and excitement: "The No. 5 compound I developed is used to accelerate the mutation of zombie viruses. After reverse editing, what is the opposite effect? ​​Of course it is to inhibit the virus.

Mutations!” (Bullshit about biology, don’t take it seriously)

"As long as this application is successful and is released into the atmosphere and spreads, the zombie virus will gradually reduce its ability to mutate and evolve, and its activity will continue to decrease until it becomes completely dormant or even inactivated and dies!"

"Including those mutants, their degree of mutation will gradually decrease, their strength will fade, and they will gradually become the same as ordinary zombies. Ordinary zombies, ha, all that awaits them is death!"

"This is the medicine I developed based on compound No. 5, a medicine specially used to kill zombies!"

"After the research is successful, I will name this potion - Kenny's potion!"


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