Not long after, the three people quietly rushed downstairs. Lang Hua released his domain awareness in advance, led Muzhou and Luoyang to avoid the two patrolling guards, and entered the building easily.
Walking up to the second floor, Muzhou smelled a strong smell of blood.
"It smells so strong, it seems like it's all over the floor."
"follow me."
Lang Hua's sense of smell was far beyond that of ordinary people. He peeled off cocoons from the air flow and gradually found the source of the bloody smell, which was the public toilet in the corner of the building. But someone seemed to be talking inside.
"Damn it, I'm losing my taste every day."
"Then what can we do? The tender rice and meat are the boss's private property. Of course we can only use these old rice and meat to make tooth sacrifices."
"Fuck, if it hadn't made me stronger after eating it, I would have been tired of it. I can't chew off this forty-year-old lady."
"Then you ask that guy Song Laosan to make it medium rare for you."
"Come on, I can't bear the bloody mucus. The boss is lucky. He has a woman to sleep with, and after sleeping, he still has tender meat to eat."
"While it's hot, how about the two of us..."
"Don't, if you let the boss taste the fishy smell, we will both lose our heads."
"That's what I said, whether the small head is more important or the big head, I can still tell the difference..."
"But your proposal is really exciting. Look at this bitch's coquettishness, my little brother will raise his head and salute. Hehehehe."
"Hahaha, I have already reacted. Come on, let's go back after finishing this vote, otherwise we will suffer if we can't control our lower body."
"After I peel off the skin, you can give the elbow to Song Laosan."
"Hurry up, hurry up, I really don't want to stay here any longer."
…
Five minutes later, the sound of kicking footsteps gradually faded away, and the three Lang Hua people showed their heads behind the door.
"They left?"
"Well, I went to the third floor."
"Lang Hua, do you know what they mean by rice meat?"
Lang Hua looked at the hesitant Luoyang and said calmly: "You two can go in if you want to see it, but I have promised you in advance - no matter what you see, you two should not make a sound, otherwise I will not be able to help you. "
Luoyang might still be hesitant, but Mu Zhou was the first to walk into the room.
Red, sticky, and fishy, this was his first impression of this house. The original partition in the bathroom has been removed and replaced by an iron rod hanging in mid-air. Iron hooks were hung one after another on the iron rods. On the iron hooks were sticky blood, red and white ribs, and several "people" missing arms and legs. They were hung in the air like freshly frozen pigs, waiting to be cut up. The pool in the corner was filled with leg bones and bloody human skins...
"vomit--"
Luoyang held onto the wall and almost vomited, but under Lang Hua's stern gaze, he suppressed this thought again.
On the other side, Muzhou remained silent, staring blankly at the naked body on a certain hook. It was a girl in her twenties, naked, with purple bruises all over her white and greasy skin. Her hands were tied and she was hung up high. Her left leg had been completely amputated, and only gauze and ropes were used to stop the bleeding near the wound.
Lang Hua stepped forward, took a breath, and then said: "There is still breath, but it can't be saved."
"Can you give her a good time?"
"No, if we are discovered, our next actions will be in vain." Lang Hua rejected Mu Zhou's request, "And you don't want to leave a few fish that slipped through the net and seek revenge from you later, right?"
"I...I just..."
Muzhou knelt on the ground and covered his face with his hands.
He couldn't accept it. Even if his fiancée used him as a spare tire and a tool that could be replaced and thrown away, he still couldn't forget the ten-year long run between the two of them. Even if I had been angry and hating before, now that she was about to die, could I still hate her...
Lang Hua sighed and could only promise him: "We will avenge her in a special way."
Luoyang also patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, Zhouzi."
…
Half an hour later, it was getting dark, and a flexible shadow appeared on the road. It was Lang Hua. As he ran, he broke the small bottles in his pockets on both sides of the road. At the same time, the black corpses on the street gradually gathered in groups, slowly advancing towards a commercial building along the route Lang Hua ran.
In the other two directions, Muzhou and Luoyang were also following Lang Hua's instructions to arouse the black corpse. The gadget they are using is called "attractant". It is a secret recipe that Lang Hua got when he destroyed the "Black Blood Altar" branch in his previous life. It can be regarded as a by-product of apocalyptic biochemistry.
The biggest effect of attractants is to attract necromorphs within a certain range, including but not limited to black corpses and corpse beasts. Its production method is quite troublesome, but the main ingredients are indeed very simple to collect. It only requires the organs of the black corpse, the core of the evolver, and the blood of the evolver.
Since Lang Hua had already planned it, the evolver's blood and two crystal nuclei were already collected in the shelter. As for the organs of black corpses, they can be seen everywhere, and these are the most common things in the apocalypse.
A quarter of an hour later, the three met across the street.
"How about it, how many do you have there?"
"About a hundred or so, there are a few second-level ghost monkeys."
"I have fewer here, less than a hundred."
"That's enough. It's enough for them to drink a pot."
As the night progressed, the three of them quietly hid in a private house opposite the building, only observing with a pair of eyes exposed through the window. In the quiet night, the footsteps of the black corpse gradually became noisier, and the low roar of "ho ho" flowed into the building along the street.
"We're in! Thanks to taking out the secret whistle at the door first. Can it work this time?"
"Don't worry, Brother Lang Hua's small medicine bottle is very effective."
Lang Hua nodded: "Just wait, the fun is yet to come."
The floors where these people live are not high, so they will surely come into contact with black corpses soon, and then have an eternal "good dream".
"Brother Lang, you are well-informed. Do you know what those people asked about human flesh..." Luoyang still looked unhappy and didn't seem to want to recall the scene at that time. "Human flesh is called 'rice meat'."
"It's just slang," Lang Hua said. "Since human flesh is meat grown on rice, it can naturally be called rice meat."
Luoyang gasped, as if it was difficult to understand such a thing. He said: "How can this be the same? Do they still have humanity!"
"From a human perspective, I don't agree with their approach." Lang Hua spread his hands, "But in a world where the weak eat the strong, throwing away human nature and retaining animal nature can indeed be more nourishing."
"Aren't they afraid of retribution?"
"Haha, of course I'm not afraid of retribution." Lang Hua smiled, "But listen, isn't retribution coming soon?"
"Ah——" "Da da da."
There was already a fierce battle in the Commercial Building. Across the road, the gunshots and human screams inside sounded very clear.
"The cannibal deserves to be eaten!"
Looking at Luoyang's smile, Lang Hua also said excitedly: "Let's give them some music to cheer them up."
"I understand." Mu Zhou's eyes turned red as he pressed the remote control in his hand.
The next moment, in multiple corners on the third and fourth floors of the Commercial Building, heavy metal songs were playing from different loudspeakers, stereos, and mobile phones at the same time. The black corpses who were lingering in the "slaughter room" on the second floor raised their heads one after another when they heard the music, and unanimously chose to head upstairs.
For a time, the number of black corpses that the ghosts had to face increased sharply. More and more people were knocked down by the black corpses, and the strong firepower of thermal weapons gradually failed to penetrate the thick corpse wall. Finally, someone chose to jump out of the window to escape. By choosing to live on lower floors, they have left themselves this escape route!
"Fuck, Guo Liuzi, why are you running away!"
"Damn, no more bullets. Ah——"
"Help, run away!"
Once someone gives up resistance, the already unstable front collapses instantly. But when they ran to the window, they found that there were more black corpses outside the building, dense and endless. Guo Liuzi, who had just jumped down, had become blood food in the mouths of the black corpses.
"ah--"
At the same time, the three people chatting on the other side of the street looked very comfortable.
"Lang Hua, do you think they will reflect carefully in the last moments of their lives?"
"This makes no sense. The distortion caused by cannibalism runs through the physical and psychological levels and is irreversible. I always use any means to deal with the enemy."
"It's good to do this. Treat others in their own way. Zhouzi, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I can think about it. After all, I still have a sister and a family."
"That's it." Lang Hua raised his hand and patted the two of them on the shoulders. "You go back now. If you figure it out, you can go to the Langya City base in Fengwei Mountain to find me in ten days."
"Let's go back, what about you?" Mu Zhou asked.
"I will stay here until dawn. You can't deal with that second-level peak ghost man yet. If he escapes by chance, I will let him know what true despair is."
Lang Hua handed over a standard pistol and two magazines, and then said: "By the way, I'll leave this gun to you. You can bring someone back tomorrow afternoon. You should be able to pick up a lot after the corpses recede. Good luck with the spoils."
"Thank you." Mu Zhou held the gun and said solemnly to Lang Hua.
"It's okay, we're still human."
"Brother Lang Hua, see you later. Yangzi, let's go."
In the deep darkness, Lang Hua peeled off a layer of plastic paper and dropped a piece of fruit-flavored hard candy into his mouth. He leaned sideways and hid by the window, watching the two wooden boats walking away.
Most of the nearby black corpses have been attracted to the commercial building, but there are also many black corpses in twos and threes on the road. Muzhou and Luoyang cooperated with each other along the way. Luoyang mainly attacked with a fire axe, while Muzhou was responsible for sneak attacks and sieges. Both of them seemed to have good skills.
Luoyang's thick fire fighting uniform can effectively prevent the black corpse from scratching. He is very strong, and even a P1 gorilla is no match for him. Muzhou is flexible in stature, but its strength is inferior to Luoyang. Because he didn't have much contact with Luoyang, Lang Hua couldn't see his evolutionary ability yet.
After a while, the two people were walking and fighting and were already far away. The gunfire in the building opposite gradually stopped, and it seemed that it was coming to an end.
Lang Hua could tell that the other party had a gun. The gunshots were very mixed, including police pistols, 5.8mm automatic rifles, submachine guns, and even squad machine guns. Some of them should have been found from the police station, and some were airdropped.
They have plenty of firepower, and they are also a group of deformed and enhanced ghosts. But this combination is still no match for the black corpses, which shows how powerful and terrifying the zombie tide is.
After all, ordinary people were untrained before the disaster and were a mess in close combat. Once you lose your position, you are not far from death. According to Lang Hua's memory, as the apocalypse progresses, the effect of thermal weapons will gradually weaken. The future is an era where ancient martial arts and evolutionary abilities compete with each other. If you want to become a world-class top player, these two things can be said to be indispensable.
After being quiet for a while, the corpses downstairs showed signs of dispersing. At this time, a figure suddenly appeared, descending from the window on the fourth floor of the Commercial Building, and directly killed several ordinary black corpses nearby when it landed.
"Oh, he's pretty strong."
A pair of black boots appeared in his field of vision. When the man looked up, he saw that it was a young man he had never seen before. The opponent looks childish, but since he can move freely among the corpses, he must not be easy to deal with.
"I don't want to be your enemy, but please don't block Tan's way!"
"Pfft." "Uh-"
Just when the ghost leader was racking his brains to think of a way to escape, a sharp Miao knife had already penetrated his chest. Miao Dao lifted him high into the air, and then slammed him to the ground.
Fast, too fast, he couldn't see Lang Hua's movements clearly. After practicing swordsmanship all the way, Lang Hua has advanced to the late third level. Now the gap between the two is a gap in energy levels and a gap in life levels. There is no room for the ghost leader to resist at all.
"Ahem——"
From the heart to the right kidney, the ghost leader surnamed Tan was almost cut in half. After the Miao knife was stained with blood, the blade glowed red, as if an eye was staring at him indifferently, watching him lose the breath of life little by little.
"Don't talk to me." Lang Hua bent down and leaned into the other person's ear, "I feel dirty."
After saying that, Lang Hua stomped on his head, picked out a crystal core with the tip of the knife, put it in his pocket and walked away.
Until then, the black corpse next to him seemed to have just reacted. He slowly wandered over and knelt beside the corpse, eating flesh, drinking blood, and peeling off bones and skin.
