Without delay, according to Zhou Ling's instructions, 1 ml of blue liquid was injected into each of the three Yellow Bear members lying on the ground.
After finishing the work, I touched the chests of the three Yellow Bear members one by one, and unexpectedly found that after the blue medicine was injected, two of them who were originally not breathing, gradually started to have a heartbeat again.
"so smart!"
Lu Yuan couldn’t help but be amazed.
Looking at the amount of unknown blue liquid left in his hand, he considered whether to secretly withhold some of it.
People who are "dead" can be resuscitated by force. Next time grandpa Lu Yueping suffers from cerebral infarction again, give him some injections. Shouldn't the old man jump up from the ground like a carp on the spot and do a set of Tai Chi?
, even the time of going to the hospital for surgery is saved.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Ling dragged two more Yellow Bear members out.
The tragic truth of this battle slowly unfolded in front of Lu Yuan.
Zhou Ling brought a group of yellow bears. Each one was injured more seriously than the other, and some were almost no longer human.
Lu Yuan noticed one of them, a strong man with a Chinese character’s face and a muscular figure.
He had been dragged all the way to Zhou Ling with electronic shackles.
So he was particularly impressed by it.
At this time, a large hole was opened in the man's left chest that was transparent from front to back, and the heart inside was missing.
The most bizarre thing is that there is no blood on the wound, but it is in a rotten and smelly state.
“Is the Strong God Attendant...so powerful?”
Lu Yuan injected the medicine into this poor man who didn’t know if he could be saved, and finally couldn’t help but speak to Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling sat down on the ground and rushed into the fire to save people. It seemed that he was also exhausted, and the hair on his forehead was wet and stuck together.
“Huh-huh—the strong god servant is much more powerful than the ordinary god servant. I was also stupid this time.”
Zhou Ling answered Lu Yuan's question while breathing heavily.
“He took a huge blow from me, didn’t run away even though he was still alive, and dared to stay and continue fighting with us. You should have guessed that he is not simple in strength.
Should have called for support earlier, otherwise it wouldn’t have been so miserable..."
“What does it mean to be a divine servant?”
Lu Yuanyu had many guesses in his mind at the word "Lu Yuan" and wanted to verify them with Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling glanced at him and said slowly: "There are just a group of lunatics who are trying every means to communicate with the gods in folk customs and legends.
Pray for strength, wealth, power, and even eternal life...
They searched through various ancient books and experimented on the lives of many innocent people.
The most ridiculous thing is..."
Zhou Ling twitched the corners of his lips, "I actually made them succeed.
Of course it is not a complete success.
Every person who dreams of gaining extraordinary power through this will eventually become a monster that is neither human nor ghost, and his thinking will also become weird and different from ordinary people...
They call themselves gods, which means attendants, servants, lackeys, etc. of gods.”
Listening to Zhou Ling's explanation, Lu Yuan slowly built a rough framework in his mind.
"Is the rat man I killed... equivalent to the level of an ordinary divine servant?"
“Not even close.”
Zhou Ling shook his head, "Didn't I tell you that that thing can only be regarded as a deformed cultist at best, and it's not like any cat or dog can be a divine servant."
Lu Yuan also wanted to ask Zhou Ling whether the purpose of their yellow bears' existence was to fight against these so-called divine servants.
There are also divisions among divine servants into ordinary divine servants and strong divine servants?
How are the abilities to transform people like them divided?
What about martial arts?
But Zhou Ling seemed to see the hundreds of thousands of reasons hidden in Lu Yuan's mind, and decisively cut off the topic.
Perhaps I am really too tired.
“Do you still have that potion? Give me some.”
Zhou Ling gasped for a while and couldn't help shouting to Lu Yuan.
"Gone."
Lu Yuan shook the empty syringe in his hand and said, "I guess there may be some residue on the wall of the tube. Do you want me to get some water to rinse it with before injecting it in for you?"
…….”
Zhou Ling rolled his eyes, and then he didn't bother to pay attention to Lu Yuan anymore, and started groping around himself with his only remaining hand.
He seemed to be looking for anything else he could use.
The road is far and there is nothing to do.
Standing on the spot and looking towards the fire scene not far away.
The orange fire has become much smaller, and you can see many charred crow carcasses falling on the ground that have not been completely burned.
Tonight's experience was like a dream to Lu Yuan.
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He accidentally broke into a battle belonging to the extraordinary power of this world, and saw with his own eyes those bizarre scenes that could only be seen in movies and TV series in the past.
If he could say that his encounter with the rat-man was that he had touched the door to the extraordinary world.
So today, this door is equivalent to opening a medium-sized gap.
Can allow Lu Yuan to lie on the crack of the door, carefully looking at the wonderful light revealed from behind the door with curious and longing eyes.
"correct!"
Lu Yuan looked at the burning ruins in front of him, and suddenly remembered that Wang Zhichao and the survivors from the basement who were rescued by Huang Xiong and others were still in the house.
He wanted to ask Zhou Ling about the whereabouts of those people.
If given a chance, he wouldn't mind being a hero on fire.
As for the men in vests, Lu Yuan would only think that they were not burned thoroughly enough.
Lu Yuan turned around and suddenly found Zhou Ling looking directly at him.
He was slightly startled.
Because Zhou Ling looks a little weird.
He stood still in place, his body and limbs stiff.
Facial muscles twitched one after another, and the mouth opened and closed up and down, as if it was very uncomfortable but unable to speak.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively.
A few syllables came out of Zhou Ling's mouth, and Lu Yuan took two steps forward.
But don’t dare to get too close.
Zhou Ling looked as if he was about to mutate after being bitten by a zombie. He always felt that if he got close to him, he would suddenly take a bite from him.
“What do you want to say?”
Lu Yuan’s tone became a little more serious.
ifies ...
Zhou Ling's facial expression gradually became ferocious, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan, as if he was urging something.
Lu Yuan stared at the opening and closing of his mouth.
Once, twice...
At the third time.
He finally understood.
Zhou Ling was telling him...
run.
run!
In an instant, Lu Yuan felt a trace of cold air wrapping around his ankle like a poisonous snake.
The surrounding scene seemed to undergo a strange transformation within a second.
The light cast by the blazing flames in the ruins not far away suddenly dimmed.
The sound of flapping wings sounded in my ears, and there were groups of black shadows flying in my field of vision.
The crow....appeared again.
The biggest change came from Zhou Ling in front of him.
Lu Yuan watched in disbelief as a bulge appeared on Zhou Ling's forehead.
The bulge bulges rapidly.
It's like something is growing underneath.
Zhou Ling's expression became more and more ferocious and painful.
“Bang——”
Accompanied by a slight muffled sound.
The bulge between Zhou Ling's eyebrows finally broke open.
A long, narrow, sharp, downward-curving "horn", accompanied by thick dark red blood mixed with brain marrow, "grew" out of Zhou Ling's brain.
Zhou Ling's whole body was shaking violently like a convulsion.
Lu Yuan saw traces of strange black gas coming out of his body, like the smoke after a fire.
Then a group of human-shaped shadows slowly and quietly emerged from behind him.
…..
Zhou Ling made a sound like phlegm stuck from the bottom of his throat, and suddenly lunged forward.
A "puff" sound.
The "horns" on his forehead suddenly shrank back.
It was only now that I could see clearly how far the road was.
What kind of "horn" is this?
It is clearly a deformed finger that is more than a foot long, including the nail!
This finger pierced Zhou Ling's head directly, from the back of his head to his forehead!
Zhou Ling, who barely broke free, staggered, then spread out his only remaining arm, turned around and hugged the "sneak attacker" fiercely.
The words that had been stuck in his mouth for a long time finally broke out at this moment.
“Run!!”
The roaring sound pierced the silent night sky, and a crow flew coldly.
A gust of wind blows.
Lu Yuan could only see Zhou Ling with a bloody hole in the back of his head...
