Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen felt very angry when he heard him say such words.

The attack speed is also increasing, but the person in front of me only dodges and does not face him head-on.

"Fuck, if you have the guts, fight me. What's the point of hiding like this?"

Zhuang Chen's brows almost knit together.

He spat angrily and yelled at the half-zombie in front of him.

"Just wait for my corpse poison to slowly assimilate you into my kind. Wait until I harvest you next time."

Pan Yi put down these words and flew away, the smile he evoked was all ironic to Zhuang Chen.

Zhuang Chen punched the ground angrily and stared fiercely at his leaving figure.

He felt two black marks on his arm, with heartbreaking pain.

Although only the black traces are visible on the surface, there is actually a power.

It was gradually eroding his body, making him invisible to the naked eye.

But it can make him really feel it.

"hiss……"

Such pain made Zhuang Chen take a breath of cold air, and he staggered among the ruins.

Several times I collapsed from the pain and slowly got up again.

Zhuang Chen's body's self-healing ability fought fiercely against the corpse poison.

"Normal corpse poison can't hurt me at all. I didn't expect that he could contain such a domineering corpse poison."

Zhuang Chen's voice trembled uncontrollably, his face became pale and bloodless, and he looked weak and weak when he walked.

He finally returned to the farm and collapsed outside the farm at the last moment.

Cen Gong saw something wrong with Zhuang Chen from afar and quickly dropped what he was holding.

Wiping the dirt on his hands on his body, he hurried towards him.

———

Zhuang Chen's body was shaking uncontrollably while he was unconscious, and his lips slowly turned purple-black.

"Zhuang Da, what's going on?"

"What do we do now?"

"Hurry up and find someone to save Zhuang Da."

"..."

"Ahem..."

Zhuang Chen suddenly began to cough violently, and he opened his eyes that seemed to be filled with lead with difficulty.

Looking at the people surrounding him, Zhuang Chen's swollen eyes were a little dazed.

"How are you doing, Mr. Zhuang?"

"..."

They rushed forward worriedly and sat in front of Zhuang Chen.

"Help me into the studio."

Zhuang Chen struggled to sit up from the bed, although everyone was puzzled by his words.

But still did as he said.

He helped him up and slowly came to the studio. Zhuang Chen stretched out his hand to stop them from following.

He turned around and closed the door tightly, and was messing around in the studio.

Three days later.

The dark figure outside the farm had a vague smile on his lips, staring coldly at everyone coming and going inside.

"My right-hand man, you must have become my kind today, right?"

Pan Yi murmured in a low voice.

He looked up and saw the scorching sun hanging high in the center of the sky.

He moved his fingers back and forth to calculate the right timing, and he took light steps.

Turn a blind eye to the farm's defensive barriers.

"There is an intruder entering, please be alert immediately."

"There is an intruder entering, please be alert immediately."

"..."

Huang Feng and the others were melancholy, and Zhuang Chen didn't leave the studio for the past few days.

The sudden sound in their ears made them feel like frightened birds.

"what is going on?"

Everyone gathered in the front yard of the farm, looking at the slender boy with a delicate face.

They widened their pupils.

"How... did you enter the farm?"

There was a stammer in Cen Gong's words. He had been following Zhuang Chen for so long.

Of course I knew the mystery of this farm, but I didn't expect this person to walk on the ground.

Just appearing in front of them so arrogantly made his heart beat uneasily.

"That's how you walked in!"

Pan Yi's face looked harmless. He spread his hands and answered his questions pretending to be confused.

"The power on him is too strong, and it doesn't seem to be human."

Ju Anan, who was standing in the crowd with a solemn face, spoke in a low voice behind them.

"Whoever asked you to break into our farm, please get out immediately."

"Please get out immediately."

"..."

Brother Zhu, standing in front of the crowd, spoke sonorously and forcefully, and the people behind him repeated Brother Zhu's words one after another.

But Pan Yi didn't take their words seriously and walked towards them at his own pace.

Every step he took seemed to be on the top of everyone's mind, causing them endless pressure.

"Since we don't take your polite invitation seriously, then I can only take the initiative to send you out."

Huang Feng was as fast as a cheetah, and he rushed straight to Pan Yi's side.

But what no one expected was that he was not completely close to Pan Yi.

He was suddenly blown away by a force, throwing a perfect parabola in mid-air.

Like a kite with its string broken, it fell heavily to the ground.

They were shocked and petrified on the spot, and then they reacted with fierce expressions on their faces.

All of them rushed out immediately, and the war was about to break out.

Pan Yi shook his head carelessly, and when he raised his head again, he had an indifferent look.

"Bang!"

The bodies of all of them flew out one by one and fell heavily on the ground.

He covered his chest with blood and fell in the farm.

The guard machine waved the sawtooth in his hand and chopped at his head.

The sawtooth stopped turning three centimeters away from his neck.

The next second, the machine broke into pieces and the parts fell to the ground.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate, and it seemed that none of them were his opponents.

"Where is my right-hand man? Tell me."

Pan Yi walked over and leaned over to grab Ju Anan's neck, slowly lifted her up and questioned her with his head tilted.

While speaking, he increased the strength in his hands.

Ju Anan grabbed his arms with both hands, stretched out his feet and kicked his steel-like lower abdomen hard.

But such a struggle was powerless in his eyes.

Ju Anan's face was pale, and she breathed deeply with her lips slightly open, and the air in her lungs gradually became less.

Zhao De came over first.

But he was no match for him after all.

He lay on the ground and struggled, trying to rush over again.

"No."

"..."

Their faces were full of despair, and their strength was crushed by the boy in front of them.

"Where are you, my right-hand man? If you don't come out, this little beauty will die."

Pan Yi's long tail tone was full of threat.