The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 57 Zombie Meat

"Ok?"

The cardboard box he had just lifted was put down again, and his two latissimus dorsi were squeezed into a ball. Yin Guoping turned around and gasped, "The corpse, the weather is relatively hot for the corpse, and the environment is not good. I'm afraid of it." It stinks, so I put it next to the elevator."

"Didn't you cover it with anything else?"

"Yueyue said it would be better to put it in a bag, and I thought so, so I took a bag and put the body in it."

"Oh," Liu Qing responded again and again, "Uncle Ping, I'll go and study the condition of the corpse. If you're tired or have any questions, just call me."

"Okay," Yin Guoping uttered a word, and leaned against the cardboard box behind him with his hands on his hips, apparently wanting to rest for a while.

The smell of sweat here is really strong, and the pulsation of a few bottles scattered on the ground explained the problem. When he walked to the shelf, the air flow surged into his nostrils, and Liu Qing breathed normal air.

"You can open the door for ventilation tonight. I still need to recover from my injuries, so I'll slow down the zombie killing for a while."

Although the light is dark, but with the night vision ability of "Qingjitong", the shelves are still clear at a glance.

Liu Qing stepped towards the left and arrived at the freight elevator in a short time.

The back of the elevator door is close to the wall, the silver door is smooth, and the indicator light on the top is still emitting a faint green light.

"Is the body on the left or the right?"

Debris piled up on both sides of the elevator room. Apart from scattered empty boxes, there was also a piece of cardboard and plastic.

Using 'Qingji Tong' to look at it, there are many folded things with cloth and ripples, and Liu Qing can't tell them apart for the time being.

Nearly two days have passed since the death of the first-level zombie. At this time, the bacteria are fermenting and the corpse should begin to rot.

Flushing her nostrils, Liu Qing sniffed nervously. The dullness in the warehouse was lingering, but if she smelled it carefully, she should be able to detect a strange smell.

The stench of corpses.

It must be a very strong, unpleasant smell.

It was inevitable that he was a little nervous, and his nose flapped several times, but Liu Qing still didn't notice it, so he stepped towards the right again.

"If you exclude Dafa, if you don't have it here, then it must be there."

The right side of the elevator room where the view is blocked is about 30 meters away from here.

As the pace continued to move, the elevator room occupied the entire eye.

A strange smell soon penetrated into the nostrils, and it became stronger and stronger. At first, it felt like a mixture of dead rats and stinky sewers, with stinky farts and the volatilization of cheap perfume.

Dull and heavy!
When he pressed his body against the right side of the elevator, the rotten smell rushed straight into his nostrils, and a sour feeling spread from the soles of his feet.

"There's an inside smell, but I can't stand it", this is what Liu Qing said in his heart, but he still forced himself to walk over.

The items were piled up together, and the green lines were mottled and mixed. He turned on the flashlight that came with the phone, and a round white light shot out.

A pair of high-top boots, a transparent plastic bag, the feet of the first-order zombie stood up due to inertia, the face in the transparent bag was pale, the lips were slightly parted, the left cheek was stabbed by his own knife in the fight Cut through, leaving the gums exposed all the way.

The transparent plastic bag used to pack the box did not take into account the zombie's feet. In other words, there was a vent under the bag, and bacteria would still multiply when they passed around.

"This Uncle Ping, it's no wonder it stinks if you pretend like this." Liu Qing felt that Yin Guoping didn't pay much attention to details, and to put it bluntly, he was careless.

"One code leads to another. We must take this step today, but it's better not to be discovered by others when doing this kind of thing."

Wu Yue was in the temporary position, Yin Guoping was installing a gate for the passage, and Jiang Qi.
The place where Jiang Qi was tied up was about twenty meters away from here, and there was another row of shelves blocking it, so logically he couldn't see himself.

Thinking so, for the sake of safety, Liu Qing walked around in a circle before going back to the spot and squatting down.

There were not many muscles available for 'purification', and the 'rustling' sound of the plastic bag sounded. After the corpse was removed from the bag, the exposed muscles began to emit green light, and the effect of 'Qingji Tong' came into play.

According to the system's instructions, the flesh of a first-order zombie can be eaten and transformed into his own power, which is also his only golden finger.

From a rough look, there are not many changes in the forearm, and the whole exudes a faint green light, but when Liu Qing saw the upper end of the zombie's bare arm, which is the bicep, he found that the light was like the lines of a rag Dense and green.

"According to common sense, the distribution of the virus should be relatively uniform, and there will be no phenomenon of concentration in a certain part.

Is this what the corpse was like before, or is it something strange after death? "

Liu Qing didn't know, he stretched out his hand to touch that place.

After two days and high temperatures, rigor mortis due to blood blockage has passed, and the mutated muscles are not as hard as expected. Fortunately, there are no flies in the warehouse. Otherwise, if the flies eat them, I am not sure whether the flies will mutate.

"However, the chance of flies being infected should be very small, because it is too different from mammals."

After taking out the military knife from his waist, Liu Qing cut off the flesh from the zombie's arm.

The luster is not dull because of this, the muscles are very tight, and the toughness is very strong when cutting, and there is a fine layer of blood on the epidermis when holding it in the hand. Although the skin of the zombie is whiter, the amount of blood in the body does not seem to be large. few.

After roughly cutting it off, Liu Qing held the fist-sized piece of meat in his hand.

"Judging from the speed at which Wu Yue was able to eliminate the virus before, this piece of meat will take an hour or two to refine, but it's not bad if it's combined with the rest time."

After Wu Yue took care of the supplies, he could slowly refine them in the 'safe base'. After cutting the meat into two pieces and stuffing them into his trouser pockets, Liu Qing walked to the right, gradually unable to restrain the swelling in his abdomen , he wants to shit.

Passing by where Jiang Qi was, he saw Jiang Qi lying on the ground with his eyes closed naturally, but he couldn't be sure if he was asleep.

"He is a weirdo, not a weirdo in a derogatory sense", this is Liu Qing's opinion of Jiang Qi.

Although he had a narrow escape in Jiang Qi's hands and was almost stabbed to death by his knife several times, Liu Qing didn't have a strong hatred for him, especially after getting to know Jiang Qi better.

"It may be because of the influence of the environment, or it may be that I am a veritable person who takes good care of me." During the process of pacing, Liu Qing held the gradually hardening meat ball in one hand, while his thoughts were racing.

Just as Jiang Qi sensed something was wrong with him, he also faintly felt that Jiang Qi was a pitiful person.

"Speaking of which, I don't know if the system will prompt me after I eat it, and why didn't the system prompt me this time if I can eat it? I'll try to call the system later."

In the middle of the warehouse on the left, two simple cardboard boxes were stacked up as a shelter, a bundle of paper was laid on the ground, and a few red buckets with lids were placed on one side. These are the belongings of Liu Qing, Yin Guoping and even Jiang Qi. The 'toilet' was gone.

On a concrete road where thoughts were flying, Liu Qing didn't realize that she had completely integrated into the environment. Not only did she not reject the mutated zombie flesh in her heart, but her preoccupied personality in her previous life actually looked down on the enmity between life and death.

There were several 'plop' sounds, and a smell of digested meat permeated the air.

"Ah, it feels so good~" After a while, Liu Qing finished defecating and walked out of the barrier.

　There are a lot of brothers who voted for recommendation today, 6 drunken bookworms from the starting point, the dead who read on QQ, turn on the night light, and know the destiny, thank you, and I am grateful for the psychology of voting.

　　The main line of this book is listed at 50. I will continue to write it no matter what, but some want to conceive a new book. There is no rush.

　　


(End of this chapter)