I am the most respected person in the last days

Ling Yi actually felt like lowering her head and kissing those tender pink lips. After a while, he came back to his senses, coughed awkwardly, and then hurriedly unscrewed the bottle cap. When Xia Mobing saw this scene, a blush appeared on his face and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Ling Yi didn't dare to think any more, and carefully dropped three drops of medicine into Xia Mo Bing's little mouth, and then asked nervously: "Do you feel anything in your hands?" Xia Mo Bing frowned and lowered his head uncertainly. Looking at his hands, he handed his palms to Ling Yi and said, "The wound feels a little itchy!" Ling Yi touched his nose and said to himself, "Is it because the amount is not enough? Come on, continue!"

This time, Ling Yi directly poured about a spoonful of it, and only heard Xia Mo Bing let out a "Ah!" The two of them looked at the palms at the same time, and an incredible picture appeared. I saw that the scars on the two palms healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the previously scabbed areas also fell off automatically. After a while, no scars were visible on the palm, only the healed areas. The skin was pink and tender, like a baby's skin.

Ling Yi put the healing potion back into the system backpack, then grabbed Xia Mo Bing's little hand, kept stroking the previous wound, and muttered: "Damn! It's really healed, it's so magical, it's just amazing Subvert my understanding!"

Xia Mobing was also surprised. First it was water to relieve fatigue, and now it was medicine to restore wounds. The young man in front of him was full of mystery. Although she wanted to ask the reason, she was a smart woman, and now she could only survive by relying on Ling Yi and have a chance to save her sister. She deeply understands a truth: Never try to ask for secrets that you shouldn't know, otherwise the consequences will be unbearable for her.

Feeling Ling Yi's fingers sliding continuously on the palm of his hand, it brought a tingling sensation, similar to an electric shock. Xia Mo Bing blushed in embarrassment and quickly withdrew her palms and hid them behind her back: "You made me so itchy..." Ling Yi realized his overstepping behavior and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, saying apologetically: "That... Sorry, I was so excited..." Xia Mobing pursed her lips and smiled slyly: "I know you didn't mean it. You should be hungry after being out for so long. I'll go get you something to eat."

Watching Xia Mobing's leaving figure, Ling Yi sat cross-legged on the bed and began to count the loot. Killing hundreds of zombies should yield a lot. He directly communicated with the system backpack and found that there were more than a hundred stamina potions and bread, more than ten bottles of healing potions and energy potions, and three bottles of primary strengthening potions.

Turning his palm slightly, a silver metal syringe appeared, filled with black liquid and labeled "zombie vaccine" on it. Ling Yi touched his chin and muttered: "Zombie vaccine, can this suppress the zombie virus? There is no way to test it now. Let's try again when we have a chance!"

After putting away the zombie vaccine, Ling Yi took out the last thing, a red sword with a scabbard. He pulled out the knife and touched the blade, and found a direct cut. The blood overflowed and was directly absorbed by the blade. "The system has detected that the host is binding an exclusive weapon. Do you want to bind it? After binding, this knife will never fall off, never wear out, and can be upgraded." Ling Yi's eyes lit up and he said secretly: "Yes!"

I saw the sword in my hand suddenly flashing red light. There was a dragon with a dark red outline on the pure black scabbard. It was entangled in the scabbard. I held the handle of the sword and pulled out the blade. The light red blade was extremely sharp. Exuding bloodthirsty light. I gently weighed the weight of the knife, and found that it had become much heavier. It weighed over a hundred kilograms, and the length of the knife was about one meter and two. Holding it in my hand, it felt like it was connected to my own blood, and I felt an indescribable closeness to it. feeling.

"From now on, your name will be Blood Fiend!" Ling Yi said to the sword in his hand. The blood evil seemed to be very satisfied with the name. The blade trembled and made a crisp dragon roar. The affection in Ling Yi's eyes grew stronger. He gently touched the scabbard and put it aside.

Opening the attribute panel and adding some strength, Ling Yi felt that his strength had increased by hundreds of kilograms. He also calculated the role of a few attribute points. One attribute point was equivalent to one kilogram of strength. It was estimated that the other items were similar.

Host: Ling Yi

Occupation: Enhancer

Attribute Points: 0

Strength+: 338

Defense+: 120

Speed+: 130

Spirit+: 160

Looking at his strength attribute, Ling Yi nodded slightly. Calculated, the strength of one of his hands was close to [-] kilograms. You must know that the world's highest weightlifting record is less than [-] kilograms, and it is done with both hands. If Ling Yi uses both hands, he can defeat any champion.

Ling Yi once again took out a bottle of primary strengthening potion. The painful feeling before made him shiver. He swung the potion around, hesitating whether to drink it or not. The benefits brought by increased strength were unimaginable, and he had already fully realized this.

After struggling for a long time, just when he made up his mind and was about to drink, Xia Mobing's voice came: "Ling Yi, I used the rice cooker to make some porridge. Let's drink some first!" Looking at the bowl of porridge brought to him, there was something on it. After ordering some pickled mustard and sausage slices, Ling Yi reached out to take it and said, "Thank you! You can go and eat it yourself." Xia Mo Bing smiled slightly, turned and left.

Ling Yi drank the porridge at just the right temperature and couldn't help but secretly praise: "This woman is quite attentive!" Xia Mobing seemed to have been paying attention to Ling Yi. As soon as she finished eating, she quickly stepped forward and took away the bowls and chopsticks. Ling Yi blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt that such a life was not bad.

After picking up the primary strengthening potion, Ling Yi looked at Xia Mo Bing and reminded him: "I may be in excruciating pain like before, don't worry!" After hearing this, Xia Mo Bing put down his hands and was washing them. Holding the dishes and chopsticks, he quickly came to the bedside and asked worriedly: "I saw that you were in great pain before. Is there something wrong with your health? What can I do to help you?"

Ling Yi looked at Xia Mo Bing's anxious expression. After hesitating for a moment, he held up the potion in his hand and said, "You can become stronger by drinking this, but the process is very painful!" He didn't know why he chose to believe in Xia Mo Bing. He actually revealed his secret.

Xia Mo Bing just glanced at the potion, and there was no change in his eyes. Some of them were still worried and anxious: "Since it is so dangerous, then don't drink it!" Ling Yi shook his head helplessly: "Without strength, in the apocalypse, you can only Waiting to die, some dangers must be endured. Although it is my first time to experience such a cruel reality, my experiences in games and novels all tell me that in the end of the world, only fists are the guarantee of survival!"