Su Changxing picked up the short knife, wiped it clean with a rag, and inserted it into the outer layer of the backpack. This knife was quite good. If only the workmanship was considered, it would be better than a steel knife.
He looked at the corpse on the ground and was silent for a while. He always felt that he had missed some key points. As he was about to turn around and leave, he found that black crystals were precipitating from the skin on the chest of the corpse.
What's this?
The crystal gradually turns into a complete spherical shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, glowing with light fluorescence in the night sky. The luster is beautiful and moving.
Su Changxing stabbed away a charging zombie, picked up the crystal from the corpse with his other hand, and observed it, but did not come up with any results.
He estimated that this thing should be related to extraordinary people, so he put it into his backpack and walked towards the mysterious store.
Because there are masked men guarding the mysterious store, the rare resources in it are most likely not exchanged.
"It's not speed enhancement. It's really rare. But what the hell is this skill?"
Coming to the silver-gray space, Su Changxing was dumbfounded when he looked at the rare resources in the mysterious store.
[Singing skill (rare, quantity 2), 1500 points]
[Singing skills: Let you learn to sing, but it cannot make up for your own shortcomings, such as tone deafness, broken throat, etc. Boys who can sing will always have good luck. 】
"Am I singing to zombies to attract them to fuck me? Or to relieve the loneliness in the apocalypse?"
Su Changxing complained that he really couldn't think of the use of this skill, but he still tried his best to convince himself that its existence was reasonable and this skill should still have its uses.
Maybe.
At least it makes up for his complete inability to sing.
Okay, it still feels useless.
Su Changxing finally redeemed this skill. As a burst of white light poured into his mind, a large amount of music-related knowledge appeared in his mind.
He learned three basic singing methods, various songs and the techniques to match the songs.
A sense of joy came over me.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the March sky, the spring rain is like wine, the willows are like smoke..."
Su Changxing tasted it carefully, and confirmed that it indeed sounded better than the original.
This skill is really useful~
Su Changxing, who was immersed in self-pleasure, suddenly stopped, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He remembered that he had missed something. When he was at Huang Biao's place, there was a newcomer who also had circles of bright lines on his body.
"Isn't he also a survivor of this world?"
This possibility is very high, and this bright pattern is very likely to be unique to extraordinary people, and extraordinary people can identify each other.
The murderer who massacred that group before was probably the survivor of this world. They seemed to be able to survive without taking in food like zombies, so the supplies were not plundered.
But why is the phone gone? Can they also plunder the phone?
Su Changxing suddenly came to his senses, I am afraid that Huang Biao's station is now in danger. The survivors in this world seem to be very hostile to them, or there is some reason why they have to be killed.
Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and immediately started sending private messages to Huang Biao.
Please call me a good person: Huang Biao, where are you now? There is something very important.
After waiting for several minutes no one responded.
sleeping?
Su Changxing thought about it, thought of Zhu Wenwu's ID "Xiaoxin", and immediately sent him a private message.
Please call me a good person: Zhu Wenwu, I have something very important to tell you.
At this time, Zhu Wenwu was lying on his side on the ground covered with some shabby clothes. The dampness and coldness in the room made him feel very uncomfortable.
He suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, so he took out his mobile phone and browsed the forum. He saw some posts discussing being attacked by zombies, which made him even more unable to sleep.
He is a very timid person. He has been timid since he was a child, and he has been laughed at for this. After all, men should be very courageous.
But his sister is just the opposite. She is very courageous and has always been very brave. She likes watching ghost movies, extreme sports, and playing horror games.
He has always been indifferent. If you are bolder, be bigger, if you are smaller, be smaller. It is not a big problem. They live in a stable and civilized society.
It wasn't until he came here that he realized that was not the case. He needed to protect his sister and fulfill his responsibility as a big brother.
"Someone sent a private message? Who will send me a private message at this time?"
Zhu Wenwu was a little strange. At this time, no one should have sent him a private message.
Because before coming to Huang Biao, his principle was to have as little contact with others as possible. The best way to deal with danger is to stay away from danger in advance.
Xiaoxin: Who are you?
Please call me good guy: Su Changxing, we met this afternoon.
Zhu Wenwu sat up with a start, and his mind suddenly came to his senses. Isn't this the murderer? What can he do to me?
Xiaoxin: It turns out to be the eldest brother. Is there something wrong?
Su Changxing thought for a while and replied: I guess there is a murderer in your station, and he may take action tonight. Is there anything unusual among you? If not, tell Boss Huang the news and ask him to send me a private message.
The murderer said they have a murderer here?
Zhu Wenwu was stunned for a moment, not sure whether he should believe what Su Changxing said, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with what Su Changxing asked him to do, it was just to convey a message.
Just as Zhu Wenwu was about to go out, he heard a dull scream coming from outside. The sound was very small, but he could hear it clearly.
Someone died.
There really is a murderer!
Zhu Wenwu was shocked and immediately woke up Zhu Xinxue next to him.
"What are you doing..."
Zhu Xinxue looked at Zhu Wenwu in a daze as he made a small gesture, and immediately woke up: "What's wrong?"
Zhu Wenwu looked solemn and whispered: "Someone was killed outside. Maybe this time it was really a murderer."
Zhu Xinxue asked doubtfully: "How did you know?"
Zhu Wenwu operated his cell phone and said, "Su Changxing told me, and then I heard screams coming from outside the door."
"The murderer you're talking about?"
"Yes."
Zhu Wenwu immediately replied via mobile phone: What should I do now? The murderer seemed to be right outside the door.
Please call me a good guy: notify the rest of you through the forum immediately, and then take up arms and fight him. If you are going to die anyway, it might be better to struggle.
Zhu Wenwu's hands were trembling as he began to send messages to others.
But at this time, most people were already asleep, and the night watchers on their floor should have been killed. He only knew the IDs of some people, and he didn't know if anyone could see his message.
"Da da~"
There were clear footsteps outside the door, getting closer and closer.
Zhu Wenwu felt his heart beating wildly, his hands became weak, and he slowly picked up the iron rod next to him:
"Xinxue, I will fight with him later. You can find a chance to escape and run upstairs to Boss Huang and the others."
Zhu Xinxue picked up a wooden stick, looked at her elder brother's back and blushed. For the first time, she felt that Zhu Wenwu looked handsome, and said seriously:
"You held me back, otherwise you would have died before I could run away."
Zhu Wenwu took a deep breath, clenched the steel rod in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you polite?"
"Why are we so polite?" Zhu Xinxue looked at the door and said, "The door is locked. It's not that easy for him to come in."
Click~
The door rang softly and was slowly pushed open without any obstruction.
