Lin Bing thought that there were not many zombies wandering on the street. According to her guess, it was probably the early stage of the apocalypse, about ten days before the apocalypse. Some shops on both sides of the street were crowded with zombies. They heard the sound of Lin Bing hitting the zombies, but they didn't dare to come out. They gathered in groups at the door of the shop, just roaring. There were also zombies trying to squeeze out, but when the zombies were exposed to the sun, they heard a "hiss" sound, as if they were sunburned or something, and white smoke was coming out.
Zombies who can't think and have low IQ can only feel pain. When they feel danger ahead, they will start to shrink back, shrinking back into the darkness, full of fear of the sun.
When the apocalypse just arrived, the high temperature of the sun still hurts zombies.
When Lin Bing started to kill zombies, she was very careful. She could only lead one at a time, and she would lead it to a place far away from other zombies. Later, after she killed a few zombies, she found that even if she alarmed the zombies in the shops on the street, those unintelligent guys would only keep roaring and would not come out. In this way, Lin Bing began to kill zombies with confidence.
Lin Bing sighed while killing. It was really easy to kill zombies now. Unfortunately, her body was too thin now. Although she had practiced for half a month before, the time was too short. In addition, she had fainted for several days. Now she only killed for ten minutes and her body was tired.
Lin Bing was sitting on a broken chair on the street to rest. She was holding a plastic bag in her hand. There were only twenty or so first-polarity crystal cores in it. The crystal cores were transparent and similar to white. Because the crystal cores were dug out from the heads of zombies, some of them were stained with red blood, and some were stained with black blood clots. Black, white and red were interspersed, which was not good-looking.
It should be rinsed with water.
I don't know where to get water. If H City has not had a water outage, you can look for taps in the shops on both sides of the street, or look for mineral water in the grocery store.
When Lin Bing thought of water, she felt a little thirsty. The broken chair she found was under the shade of a tree. The sun was very strong, and the concrete floor was scorching hot. It should still be summer. She just killed at least a hundred zombies. She killed for ten minutes and rested for five minutes, and then continued like this. You can find two first-level crystal cores in the heads of ten first-level zombies. There are not many crystal cores now. In the third year of the apocalypse, each zombie had a crystal core in its head, and the color of the crystal core was different according to the zombie's ability. The higher the level of the zombie, the higher the level of the crystal core, and the fewer crystal cores that the superpower can use, because superpowers above level 43 can only use crystal cores similar to the zombie type, otherwise there will be negative effects.
For example, if you have water ability, and a level 3 zombie has a fire ability mutation, or devours a fire ability user and has fire ability, then a red crystal core will be produced in its head. If the water ability uses a red crystal core, water and fire are incompatible. If the user's water ability is stronger than the energy in the fire crystal core, then the fire ability will be suppressed, and the water energy level in the body will be reduced, and the user will become a level 2 ability user, which is still the best result. If the user's water ability is weaker than the fire crystal core, it will be swallowed by the energy of the crystal core, and the negative energy in the crystal core will turn the user into a zombie. If the energy of the two is similar, ... the result is that the two energies collide in the body and explode, and then the user will die.
At the beginning, when the crystal core had color, no one noticed this, and they used it casually, but later the side effects came out, and the mortality rate was high, so everyone began to think it was wrong and began to pay attention to color.
Level 1 zombies rarely mutate, and basically all of them are transparent crystal cores. Maybe people don't know how to use crystal cores yet.
Lin Bing licked his lips and felt that he was thirsty. It was noon, time for lunch, and she felt her stomach growling. Her poor stomach had nothing to digest.
She tried to see if she could enter the space, but it was still the same annoying reminder: [Space is upgrading...]
Lin Bing lifted the plastic belt in his hand and said in a negotiating tone: "These are also energy, you should use them, see if you can upgrade with this?"
The surroundings were very quiet, and there were no prompts.
Cannot be used?
"If the crystal core can't be used, forget it, then I'd better throw it away." Lin Bing said calmly, tied the plastic belt, raised his hand, and saw the red plastic bag about to fly out. Lin Bing really heard that clear voice.
[Yes! ... But this is too dirty, with viruses, it will dirty the stream water, so it can't be drunk. ] The clear voice said aggrievedly.
Lin Bing took his hand back and asked with a dark face: "Can't you get some stream water to wash this?" This is the fastest way.
[Wow, I can't get out.] It said to its finger in grievance, "No finger, but the book page."
Lin Bing had a headache. This thing would cry if you were ruthless to it, and it would be a jerk if you were soft. It was really a piece of shit. "What's your name? Is it that old book with a blue cover?" Lin Bing asked it.
[You are old, your whole family is old! Humph, I won't pay attention to you! If you scold me, I won't play with you anymore!] It snorted proudly, and then it didn't say anything.
Lin Bing's mouth twitched slightly, and he really wanted to roll his eyes at it. It was indeed that broken, old book!
Lin Bing felt pained when he thought about his superpowers being taken away. No, this can't be the case. So Lin Bing showed the most gentle expression and said very gently: "Hey, Xiaolan, Lanlan, Pipi, wait a minute, let's discuss something, come out, I know you are the most beautiful, the newest and the cutest!"
Xiaolan, Lanlan, Pipi... Lin Bing casually named the blue-shelled old book, and didn't know what it was called. Should he still call it an old book? That stingy guy would probably hold a grudge even more.
[My name is Pipi.] The arrogant and tender little voice sounded again. The little guy was ecstatic in his heart. It had a name, it had a name, humph, only it had a name! It was indeed the most powerful among them!
Lin Bing could hear the joy in its voice, but what was this little guy so happy about? The mind of a broken book was so hard to guess. Lin Bing didn't bother to care about this. In this end times where the strong prey on the weak, she couldn't lose her superpowers. "Let's discuss it. I'll help you clean this bright crystal core. It's very beautiful. You don't need to draw my superpowers to upgrade the space, okay?"
[No, this energy is not enough.] He refused in one breath.
"I'll find more for you, ten times, a hundred times this, okay?" Lin Bing's palms were sweating. It has been two hours since the last time all the superpowers were drawn away. There are still two hours for her superpowers to recover. If the broken book in the space continues to draw superpowers, then in the end times, in the eyes of others, she will be just an ordinary person. This won't work.
[Although the crystal core can provide energy, if you don't provide any superpowers, after the space is upgraded, some functions will refuse to let you use them. Moreover, if the upgrade is provided entirely by external energy, the space may reject your energy in the future. ］Little Old Book Pipi still has something to say. If you keep using external energy to upgrade, the space will reject the space holder when it opens its spiritual wisdom in the future. If the holder is not strong enough, it will be attacked by the space and trapped in the space forever. In this way, the space will not be controlled by people...
It will not say such things to the host, otherwise, if the host stops upgrading, it will fall into a deep sleep and be bored to death.
Lin Bing is thinking about the space repulsion that Little Old Book said. If the space rejects her energy, it will be bad. Twenty-four hours a day, four hours to recover, that is, there are six chances a day. It is very dangerous whether it is day or night, especially the further the end of the world goes, the more unpredictable people's hearts are, which is more terrifying than zombies.
Lin Bing gritted her teeth and said, "Twice a day for these five days, with intervals. After five days, once a day. And you can only draw when I say you can, otherwise I'll die in the end times, and I'm afraid you won't be much better."
When she reaches level 2, 3, or 4, then drawing energy once may last for many days. At that time, she can just draw once every many days. She must speed up the level of her supernatural power.
[Hmm. ]
"Thank you, Pipi." Whether it was sincere or false, the space was already like that now, what else could she say except this.
[Hmm~! ] Hum, I'm not shy, and my shell didn't turn red!
Hearing Pipi's long soft and cute tone, the corners of Lin Bing's mouth raised a beautiful arc.
At this moment, a heavy "bang" was heard, coming from the other side of the street. Lin Bing stood up, quickly packed up the things in her hands, held the sharpened wooden stick in her right hand, found a safe and hidden place, and hid.
It was the smell of blood.
Lin Bing hid in the corner of a store, with cabinets in front of her. This was a pet store. She lured all the zombies in the store out and killed them. She locked all the doors and windows when she came in. There was black blood and white brains on the door. From the outside, it was dark and damp inside, just like other small stores.
... No, it was the sound of zombies swarming out.
Blood!
A large amount of blood attracted the zombies in the house who were afraid of the sun.
The zombies' roars and growls became louder.
Which idiot is bleeding here? Are they afraid that there are not enough zombies! When Lin Bing killed zombies before, she only stabbed or hit the zombies' heads to produce blood, which was black or dark red. Zombie blood was completely unattractive to the same kind.
Lin Bing pulled the curtains by the window to cover her entire body. The wooden stick was placed flat under her feet, not noticeable in the darkness. She held the wooden stick tightly with one hand, not daring to relax at all.