Except for the long knife on his waist, Ning An only carried a package, which was 70% to 80% filled with water and food.
The clothes were washed white, and the indelible light red blood stains added a bit of life. The originally refreshing outfit seemed out of place on this train.
There was a constant ringing in his ears, and Ning An frowned. He really couldn't understand why these people were wearing cotton-padded jackets and hanging steel plates.
Little did he know that when Ning An was slandering others, others also cast sarcastic glances.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I guess they are just stupid boys who don't know the terror of zombies and are not fully prepared and just want to try their luck.
As a result, the noise in the car seemed to have nothing to do with Ning An. The explorers looked at each other to find teammates, and they all avoided Ning An intentionally or unintentionally.
In the peaceful silence, I found a seat at the end of the car and closed my eyes to relax.
The men who led the recruitment were quite majestic. It was probably not their first time hunting, and they were supported by the crowd for mobilization before the war.
There was a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and he waved the hammer in his hand.
"Damn it, you're a brainless walking zombie! It's so hard to kill! Who wouldn't be afraid in the first few days after jumping out? Let alone zombies, even two mad dogs suddenly appear on the street and feel dangerous. But, you will kill the first one with a knife. One, after vomiting, it’s actually just like that.”
"This is definitely not some bullshit apocalypse, absolutely! When I was picked up, I could clearly see the military helicopters. Hey, there was one piloting the plane, one using binoculars to look for zombies, another with a gun, and a helicopter. Three people stood up and shot at the zombies like a target. They shot each one and called him Bashi. Now that we have found the antidote, we won't kill all the zombies in two months, right?"
"Besides, there are sniper rifles, tanks, and if that doesn't work, nuclear bombs and so on. No matter how powerful the zombies are, can they be as powerful as our weapons?"
"Not to mention that it couldn't even withstand my hammer! I came out twice in four days and picked off the heads of five zombies. They say that heroes emerge from troubled times. In the past, there was no way to get rich. Now, everything is falling from the sky. Good thing about cake?”
"You have all heard, right? This puppet crystal is a good thing. It can strengthen the body and even cure cancer. It is really a great opportunity to make a fortune!"
The man spoke impassionedly.
The explorers below are sharpening their knives and are ready to show off their skills outside the safe zone.
The enthusiasm in the carriage continued, and the man tried to win over them for a long time, convincing many people to follow him and explore together.
"Ding! The train is about to arrive at 'Pingyao Station'. Passengers going to 'Pingyao Station', please be prepared and get off from the right door in turn..."
There was a flurry of movement and people made way for a passage.
The sound of footsteps comes from far to near.
"Little brother."
have to.
Ning An opened his eyes and gently rubbed his temples.
Somewhat helpless.
What this person just said was very accurate to his ears. Although it makes sense, and I believe many people and even the government have this idea, the premise for this to be true is that the only enemies are zombies, and zombies will not keep getting stronger.
Firearms are certainly powerful, but in the final analysis, aren't they still about tearing apart the enemy with kinetic energy? For all kinds of strange real puppets, its effect is really limited.
The low-level ghost type puppets have no entity, and the role of firearms is minimal; the intelligent type puppets are born with the ability to transform, and they lurk among humans and pretend to be more human than humans. Even if they can be killed with one shot, how can they be killed if they cannot be found? Even the real puppets of the hateful type, such as the anglers, arrive silently, and basically can only wait to die if their guns misfire.
Even zombies can continue to evolve by devouring meat. At a high enough level, copper skin and iron bones are no joke.
Ning An opened his eyes and looked at the strong man in front of him.
Nearly two meters tall, with dark skin and slightly bulging muscles, he probably relied on his strength to survive before the disaster.
"My friend is calling me?"
"We were chatting there for a while, but you might not have heard..."
"Excuse me."
Ning An apologized slightly and stood up slowly, "I'm at the station. Let's talk next time."
The man subconsciously stepped aside and watched the young man leave.
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After two or three hours of hustle and bustle, Ning'an finally arrived in Pingyao.
As far as the eye can see, there are two or three low alleys, the buildings are simple but not old, and some businesses have plaques with century-old brands. In addition, the green water surrounds the town, and it has a standard atmosphere of an ancient city from the old dynasty.
Although it is summer, it is somewhat cool with this moat surrounding it. This makes Ning An wonder if the friend who provided the clues really saw it wrong. You must know that the birth of special puppet species requires very high environmental conditions. , even if a fire puppet is really born in a water city, it will be unviable.
It's not a good climate.
Ning'an is a leisurely stroll, walking slowly on the small bridge on the lake, and it is rare to steal a moment of tranquility.
After the last battle, Ning An had some reflection. Although he won a clean victory, it was not a good fight. He took risks many times, first throwing away the sharp blade in his hand, and then seriously injuring the monster like a gamble. If not for Jing Yu, If you cooperate with yourself, this battle will be almost impossible to fight.
A first-level peak angler is so difficult to kill, but what if he is an established fire puppet?
The road has to be walked step by step. Ning An is now just a martial artist with some martial arts.
At most, he can be regarded as a fierce warrior with the red-level talent "Crazy Bone". The more serious the injury, the faster the attack and the faster the wound recovery.
At this time, the willow trees are leaning on each other, the breeze is blowing, and the scene is great.
There was a scene-shattering scream.
Ning'an followed the sound and turned into a low alley, which was a dead end. A short man was sitting on the wall, holding his bloody ankle with tears in his eyes. He was probably the source of the scream. Three strong men below were surrounding the battered zombie, muttering incessantly.
Sensing someone approaching, he immediately stopped digging and stood up in a defensive posture, "Brother, what's the matter?"
Ning An waved his hand and said, "When you hear the cry, come here to see the situation."
After a few men came back to their senses, they realized that the person standing in the distance was a student. He was a little wary of Panasonic. He also thought of his companion who was squatting on the wall with injured legs and feet. He rolled his eyes and had a good idea. He immediately stretched out his hand to make a gesture. He stopped Ning An, who was turning to leave, and shouted, "Little brother, wait!"
"How about killing zombies together?"
Ning An stopped and shook his head when he heard that he was recruiting teammates again.
"Forget it about killing zombies, but I want to ask you something." Ning An took out a black plastic bag from his backpack, took out a puppet crystal, and shook it a few times, "I don't think there are any zombies nearby. Look, where did the zombie you killed come from?"
The black plastic bags jingled, and even the crying little man stopped shouting, and several people immediately looked straight at him.
"This zombie... we brought it here." The strong man pointed behind him, "There are still a few trapped in the house..."
"Why are you talking so much!"
Being patted on the shoulder by his accomplice, the strong man suddenly realized that he couldn't let a puppet ruin his way of getting rich, so he shut up.
"That's it, don't worry, I won't fight with you." Ning An took out another puppet crystal, bent down and placed it on the ground, "Second question, where are there more zombies in Pingyao? The more the better, could you please give me some directions? .”
You know, the more zombies there are, the stronger the aura is, and the higher the chance of special zombies appearing.
Several people looked at the black bag that Ning An took back in his backpack, and their laughter almost leaked out.
"Ah? Oh, there are zombies. There are a lot of them in the ancient city. There are a lot of them in the ancient city. At this time of year, many outsiders come here to escape the summer heat. I don’t know how many people suffered in the night. There should be a lot of zombies in there now... point the way. , there, walk east along the avenue, there are signs on the road, it’s not too far..."
Ning An nodded, thanked him, and was about to leave.
"Wait! Brother!"
Ning An turned his head and saw that several people were a little embarrassed.
"Just... are there no other questions?"
"There really is, I'm afraid you don't know." Ning An smiled and took out three more puppet crystals and asked, "Have you ever seen a monster that is covered in fire?"
This put the three of them in a difficult position. They stared at each other and exchanged information in low voices.
After waiting for a short while, there was still no clue, so Ning An made a show of putting away the puppet crystal.
"I've seen it! I've seen it!"
The short man on the wall got so excited that he rolled off the wall and fell into the mud.
"I've seen it before!"
“Right in Pingyao Ancient City!”
"It's not far from here!"
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Seeing Ning An walking away, several people quickly collected the puppets and stared at the backpack getting further and further away, feeling extremely jealous.
"Fourth, have you really seen that bullshit monster?"
"It's still burning, and I'm spraying water!"
The short man known as Lao Si curled his lips and said, "If I didn't say I'd seen him before, wouldn't we be missing three puppets?"
"Three puppet crystals... I don't know how many that kid has."
"Definitely a lot."
"nonsense!"
"It's better than this!" Lao Si greeted a few people and said in a low voice, "There are many zombies in Pingyao Ancient City, so it's just that stupid boy who has been there for so many days."
"I'm afraid if he can go, he won't be able to come back!"
"You mean?" Several people stared at the fourth child, their eyes shining.
"Block him!"
"How to block it?"
"Set fire! Even if someone sees it, it doesn't matter. What does the person who is burned to death have to do with us?"
