Guessing that he might have been brought to the world in the game, Mo Bei couldn't help but cursed in his heart that such a nonsense thing like time travel really existed in the world.
At this time, his mind was in chaos, all kinds of questions were cluttered, and even his ears were buzzing, which was really hard to accept.
How can I get out of here?
You can't live alone in the whole world, right?
Where did System Dad die?
Thinking about it at the end, Mo Bei felt that this was probably the one-life mode, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat again.
It would be great if you usually play more welfare games. . .
Regret!
at this time! There was a "Woo!" sound from behind. Then Mo Bei seemed to have been hit hard on the shoulder by a wooden stick, and he fell down. Regardless of the severe pain, Mo Bei caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards him. In desperation, he used his hands and feet to jump to one side, but then He was extremely regretful.
The direction of his dodge was away from the ax that had just been thrown to the ground.
The zombie threw himself on the ground, leaned forward with his arms supporting his body, and opened his mouth to bite him.
Mo Bei subconsciously grabbed a piece of wood about a foot long that he was pressing, stuffed it into the zombie's mouth, and kicked his legs back hard, trying to get away from the zombie.
The zombie was more flexible than expected. He raised his hand and grabbed Mo Bei's leg again. Severe pain was felt, his pants were torn, and the flesh on his calf rolled up.
This moment made Mo Bei burst out with a strong desire to survive. As soon as he exerted his strength, he staggered to his feet. He took a step back to stabilize his leaning body, took a step forward and stepped on the zombie's head that was still biting the wood, pressing it to the ground. superior.
Mo Bei kept moving, leaping forward and grabbing the axe. He grabbed the ax handle but lost his balance again and fell to the ground.
You can't turn your back on zombies!
An idea flashed in Mo Bei's mind. He twisted his waist and turned around, using his right hand to swing the ax backward, but it came up empty.
At this time, the zombie was still instinctively raising its head and twisting in his direction. However, its spine could not bend in the opposite direction, and it twisted so hard that its bones cracked. Then it gave up leaning back and tried to struggle to get up.
At the same time, his jaw tightened, and the wood in his mouth made a "split!" sound, and a piece of wood fell to the ground after being bitten off. Two teeth stained with black and red blood also fell down, which made Mo Bei's scalp tingle.
Mo Bei didn't hesitate, grasped the ax again, stood up, and struck hard at the back of the struggling zombie.
He had never swung an ax like this before, and he was worried that if he used a zombie's head as a target, it would miss the mark. Instead, he chose a target with the largest area. Although the ax blade was rusty, it still broke through the zombie's flesh and got stuck in the middle of the ribs. He tried hard to pull it back, but the zombie staggered, and the ax was still stuck in the zombie's body.
Mo Bei was anxious but knew he must not let go. He pulled the ax handle with all his strength, praying in his heart that the ax blade would not fall off. The zombie struggled and was dragged by him for two or three meters. The ax was finally pulled out after the zombie twisted violently. out.
While the zombie hadn't gotten up, he swung it hard at its back again. This time, it hit the zombie's lumbar spine. The already skinny zombie's lumbar spine had almost no protection. With a "click", the lumbar spine broke.
Without the support of the lumbar spine, the zombie is now unable to stand up no matter how hard it struggles. Can only crawl on the ground.
Mo Bei took a few steps back and looked around with his peripheral vision, but saw no other danger. He aimed at the back of the zombie's head and struck out with the axe. However, the target's violent struggle caused it to swing sideways and hit around the shoulder blade. Fortunately, it didn't get stuck.
After taking two steps to take aim, he struck out with the ax again, hitting the back of the head. The ax blade dug into the skull for more than two inches, but the zombie was still struggling, but the range of movement was smaller and seemed a little weak.
Mo Bei pressed the ax handle to the right, and the ax blade suddenly pried open most of the back of his head. The black and bloody brains spurted out. He turned away to avoid being splashed in the face. Even so, he was disgusted. It was a stench he had never experienced before.
At this time, the zombies gradually stopped moving. Mo Bei retched and gasped, almost losing his breath. Eyes feel weak. After looking around again, he dragged his ax and hid in the house.
After a long time, he stopped shaking and calmed his breathing.
I also thought that since the ax has attributes, is it possible to explode the equipment when killing monsters?
Thinking of this, he got up and went to the back of the house, only to find that the dead zombies were gone, the blood and broken teeth that had been spilled were gone, and there were only some traces of the battle on the ground.
besides. . A short sword.
Dagger (normal)
One-handed damage 2-7
Durability 16-24
Sword Level Fast Attack Speed
Grooved (1)
Really explosive equipment, or weapons! Compared to the 0 to 2 attack of a rusty axe, the lethality of this short sword is astonishing.
The thickest part of the sword is about half a centimeter, and the handle is wrapped with a leather cord, making it easy to hold.
I touched the blade of the sword with my thumb. There were a few small gaps, and one area was even curled. However, it was still sharper than the kitchen knives used at home, and it was not light in weight. It showed that the material was very good.
"this..."
I didn't think so in the game, but at this moment Mo Bei just felt it was unbelievable. How did this thing fall out of the zombie? Stopping his thoughts and looking at the traces of struggle on the ground, he still felt a little bit frightened.
Go back inside and check your wounds. He was hit on the shoulder. It still hurt a lot when he moved, but the skin was not broken. It must have been the zombie using its skinny arms.
"How can a skinny guy come up with such strength..." Mo Bei muttered. Open the trouser leg to check the calf injury. There wasn't much blood. The skin and flesh were still curled up, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. Mo Bei felt much better than when he was first captured. With doubts in his heart, Mo Bei leaned against the door again, staring outside while recovering his strength.
Little half an hour passed. Mo Bei felt a numbness and itching in his calf, but he was stunned again when he saw that the rolled skin had actually healed somewhat. This recovery speed. . . Mo Bei felt happy, at least he wouldn't die so easily.
It was now bright and the fog had dispersed quite a bit. Mo Bei decided to go out to look for food and other living people, and then rummaged around the house. .
Mo Bei had seen a movie in which Brad Pitt used tape to tie a thick magazine to his arm as an armguard to prevent zombies from biting him. I just happened to find a bundle of hemp rope in the house, so I cut it into two equal lengths with a dagger, and wrapped them evenly around my arms, making exactly two layers. It was neither loose nor turning my hands blue, and I felt a lot safer, so I walked out into the fog outside the house.
