The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 104 The Landscape of the Middle Level

The layout of the twelfth floor was no different. In other words, if it wasn't for the sign above, he would probably have lost his way.

According to the zombie hunting technique of "Jun Ruin", Liu Qing easily attracted all the zombies on the side of the corridor, and then hunted them down one by one.

Intellectual advantage is also a huge advantage.

This time, I didn’t find any powerful enemies like tall zombies, nor did I have the experience of turning a corner to face zombies.

Actions cost more and more events.

On the twelfth floor, there were 29 zombies. He killed them for more than an hour, and it took another half an hour to check the room.

Among them were two low-level zombies, seven high-level zombies, and less than five ordinary zombies.

This made Liu Qing become more and more curious about the top floor of the hotel.

After finding two relatively clean rooms, Liu Qing put the two second-order zombies in the air-conditioning vent after stepping through the intestines under his feet.

Then walk towards the thirteenth floor.

'tatata'

Undetectable footsteps sounded quietly in the stairwell, like an experienced hunter, with his ears pricked up, he walked up step by step.

Please enter the urn, lure the enemy deep, a thunder strike, invite you into the urn, lure the enemy deep.
In this way, he tirelessly started a guerrilla war, using his intellectual superiority to bully the zombies who no longer looked like humans.

Corpses fell at his feet one after another. After clearing the corridor on the thirteenth floor, he arrived at the hall.

Here, he met a zombie of the same level as the tall zombie, a second-tier medium zombie.

With a tall physique of over 1.8 meters five and more bulging muscles, he looks like a bodybuilder.

It stands up and gives a sense of oppression.

The moment it saw itself, it rushed like crazy.

The oncoming face was getting bigger and bigger, and finally occupied most of my perspective.

Liu Qing didn't hesitate. He was already prepared. He pulled out the handle of the knife with extreme speed, and then found the right position to stab it in the heart.

'Boom'

The tip of the knife passed through its palm, crossed the gap between the metacarpal bones, and then penetrated out.

The imaginary blood spatter did not appear, and this big guy actually grabbed the tip of his knife.

It actually knows how to resist.

This may be the instinct of the zombies during their lifetime, or it may be the result of the continuous mutation of the virus, but in any case, it is not a good thing for Liu Qing.

The blade was stuck between the bones, and it was difficult to pull it out for a while.

At the same time, a palm as big as a sandbag waved directly towards his head.

Liu Qing did not hesitate, stretched out his free left arm, and directly connected with the slap.

'boom'

'crack'

The two palms met, and the sound of bones breaking was heard. Under the huge force, the zombie in front of him took a few steps back, staggering and almost falling.

Compared with itself, its power is still weaker after all.

But his advantage is not just strength.

In a few seconds, Liu Qing hurriedly mobilized the energy in her body, a familiar feeling came out, and a wave of heat suddenly surged from her abdomen, radiated from her whole body, and then crazily rushed towards her arms.

The Magical Use of Duosui - Duosui Palm
A thick white light rose from his palm, and then met those cold white palms.

The purification function seems to be extremely destructive to zombies.

'Ah', driven by instinct, the zombie in front of him wailed directly, and then fell down with his arms limp.

Like the rattan used for swings, it was hanging in the air, as if it was completely useless.

Its figure also froze for a second.

Opportunities presented themselves beyond expectations.

With the mentality of a dog in the water wanting to beat it hard, Liu Qing slapped it again, this slap directly on its heart.

'Hissing', a whimpering sound mixed with wailing, issued like a wild animal.

'puff'

A palm hit the vital point, and the zombie in front of him fell down. It looked like he was dead.

At the same time as the sound of falling to the ground was heard, several figures began to appear in the corridor opposite.

It was another battle, Liu Qing ran and fought, and in more than ten minutes, there were thirteen more corpses at the hands of the murderer.

Among the thirteen corpses, only one was an ordinary zombie, and the rest were all first-order zombies.

Ignoring those pale faces, Liu Qing checked the room and found nothing new, then walked back and returned to the hall.

Following the smell of blood everywhere, he stood at the entrance of the corridor, looked at the corpses all over the floor, and finally his eyes stopped on the face of the tall zombie.

This kind of staring between life and death does not know when the identities will be exchanged.

Suddenly, he found that on the screen in the elevator next to him, the black screen that he hadn't seen for a long time lit up again, and a green arrow appeared.

The arrow is still pointing upward, which means there is someone above who wants to take the elevator.

Liu Qing's expression became serious.

If it happens again and again, the other party must be doing it deliberately, but he doesn't know the other party's specific intention yet.

The indicated arrow disappeared again after more than ten seconds, as if it was an unintentional move, Liu Qing didn't bother to take care of it, and began to carry the corpse.

Among the 32 corpses on this floor, there are three second-order zombies, all of which are energy that can be absorbed by oneself.

When disposing of the corpses, he didn't choose to drag them to the twelfth floor, but put them in the room on this floor and treated them in the same way.

Then he went down to the twelfth floor, removed the cooled body, wrapped it in a thick quilt, and placed it in the hottest corner.

Finally, go to the fourteenth floor.

"Go up to the first floor and clean it up, so I can continue digesting zombie meat."

For the matter of improving his own strength, Liu Qing has the most sufficient motivation. He secretly calculated in his heart that he needs two more second-level mid-level zombie corpses to allow himself to complete the second-level Dzogchen transformation.

Today is No. 15 of September in the Chinese calendar, and there is only a little more than a week left before the best time to assassinate the Zombie King.

Time is running out.

Stepping up the concrete steps, standing in the middle of the stairwell, he saw the number 14 hanging on the red door.

According to the previous rules, there will only be more zombies there.

He walked up the steps and gently pushed open one side of the door.

But before he could see clearly what was going on inside, a pale face and eyeballs the size of goose eggs occupied everything in the crack of the door.

Instead of imaginary walls and blankets, a terrifying face appeared.

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be taken aback by this scene, but as for Liu Qing, he chose to take advantage of the opportunity to push the door open, and then directly stabbed in.

'pooh'

The tip of the knife was inserted along the eyeball and went straight to where the brain was. Before the handle of the knife penetrated a few inches, the lens and vitreous burst suddenly, and blood spattered on his face.

There is a sticky feeling.

After realizing that the surface of the knife had been submerged to a sufficient depth, Liu Qing turned the handle of the knife directly to stir the blade.

The zombie in front of him died suddenly and couldn't die anymore.

This is a second-order inferior zombie.

Before the red door was opened, after dragging the body in, Liu Qing felt panicked for some reason when looking at the thin torso under him.

(End of this chapter)