Yu Jing quickly stopped her. They were all defective products and of no great use.
Yu Yan was a little reluctant to part with them. It was still too wasteful. Even if it was a gun shell, it could be replaced with something smaller, and he looked at them reluctantly.
In fact, what Ling Feifei collected was all scrap copper and iron. Although it was called junk copper and scrap iron, there was nothing wrong with it except that it was of poor quality.
Yu Jing didn't know when a small object appeared in his hand, and he led her towards the corridor.
"There is another floor, why don't we go?"
Yu Yan was a little confused.
"do you want to go?"
"Is that any good?"
"have."
Yu Jing's voice was a little dull, and Yu Yan didn't notice so much for a while.
"How about we go there?"
"good."
This time the elevator stopped at the third floor.
There is no overpowering smell of gunpowder here, only the lingering smell of disinfectant.
Is this place used to live in?
She found large-scale equipment in the arsenal, indicating that it was being produced by itself. If it was being produced here, it would be natural for someone to live here.
Yu Yan walked in. There were some empty cabinets next to them, and there were a lot of... uh, cold weapons?
I am used to seeing hot weapons, but when I suddenly see these cold weapons, I feel like I have traveled through an era.
Yu Yan was a little unaccustomed to it. The types of weapons here were very complete. From ancient times to the present, except for modern times, they basically all involved.
Even the types of torture instruments are mixed together.
Some of the torture instruments still have rust stains on them, and the marks vary from old to new.
There is also a separate door here. When you push the door and enter, the room is very big.
Except for some daily utensils and beds, there is nothing visible at a glance.
The ground is also very messy, it seems that no one has used it for a long time.
Yu Jing was as quiet as if he had never existed.
In the deepest part of the room, there was the only closed cabinet.
Yu Yan glanced at it and felt something was wrong.
Looking at it again, a feeling of suffocation came over me. There seemed to be something inside.
The ominous feeling she had been having today came true.
"Yu Jing."
Yu Yan's voice trembled a little.
"Let's go quickly."
"What's wrong?"
Yu Yan rarely had this kind of panic.
Yu Jing looked behind Yu Yan, his expression changed for a moment, and he pulled her over and blocked him behind him.
"Click"
The lock on the cabinet door fell to the ground.
The long pointed knife tip was pulled out from the cabinet.
Its hands are inlaid with sharp blades, and its body squeezes out of the rectangular cabinet little by little, forming a complete human shape?
This is a zombie with a bald head and missing eyes. The other four organs are complete and there is no ugliness like ordinary zombies.
Except for the normal-looking neck, the limbs are like an octopus, twisting and squirming.
"Level 4 spiritual zombie."
Yu Yan's voice was thin and weak. How could there be such a high-level zombie here? It was simply unheard of and unseen.
Level 4 zombies are mid- to late-stage creatures, and I have never heard any news about them before.
This is a typical characteristic of spiritual zombies. This kind of feeling beyond her strength can only be achieved by fourth-level zombies.
If, if she came alone, would she be destroyed here?
The only variable today is Yu Jing.
Yu Jing only noticed a rope of unknown material around the zombie's neck.
The dark and violent aura on Yu Jing's body could not be concealed, and it was all revealed at this moment.
