In the end of the world, I can transform from a zombie back into a human being

Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Lin Feng released his hand from the main artery in the fat man's neck.

Fatty Liu touched his neck in disbelief. The blood on his hands had not yet dried, but the gunshot wound had scabbed over. The mutated crystal core actually had such a magical effect.

Fatty Liu stood up and took two steps. He looked at the sun outside the window and felt that the sun was brighter today than in the past.

He turned around and knelt on the ground with one leg and said, "Brother, my life, Liu Qiming, will be yours from now on."

Lin Feng was a little speechless. What age are you still giving me such etiquette? If someone saw it, they would think you were proposing to me.

Lin Feng helped it up, "Your life is still yours. I just need you to survive with me in this apocalypse. I want to build a survivor camp in New Taipei City. Do you still have any relatives here?"

Fatty Liu shook his head sadly, "I am single, my parents and sister are in the country, I wonder how they are doing now?"

Lin Feng picked up the revolver on the ground, checked it, and found that there were only three bullets in it.

He handed the revolver to the fat man, "Hold the gun and use it sparingly. There are only three bullets left in it. Pack your things and let's go."

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Two days ago, I discovered a cold storage that stores frozen meat. There is a little brother guarding it. I will send you there to keep him company."

Fatty Liu's eyes lit up when he heard about meat, and he looked like a foodie.

There was not much to eat in the supermarket, so Fatty Liu found a big backpack and put all the food and water in it. He also put the food that Lin Feng gave him into the backpack.

This group of people were afraid that zombies would rush up, and the corridor going downstairs was blocked. It would take a lot of time to clear the corridor.

Lin Feng put on his sunglasses and transformed into a zombie. He carried the fat man on his back and kicked the windows to the tenth floor.

The fat man's heart trembled wildly. The eldest brother was so awesome. He could still climb outside the building with a fat man of over [-] kilograms on his back.

Lin Feng had cleaned up all the zombies in the building, and he didn't encounter a single zombie until he reached the first floor.

When he was about to go out, Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the eight-piece security suit placed next to the security room.

This thing is so useful in the apocalypse. Explosion-proof steel forks can stick in zombies to prevent them from getting close to them. Anti-cut gloves can prevent hands from being bitten. Explosion-proof shields, bright flashlights, stab-proof vests, tear gas sprayers, walkie-talkies, etc. It's good stuff.

If you only deal with zombies, the eight-piece security guard suit is better than a gun. The gun is too noisy and has limited bullets.

"Fat man, put on whatever else you can wear and put it in your backpack. If you don't have enough space, you can throw away some food."

"Yeah." Fatty Liu also understood the importance of these things. He quickly put down his full backpack, took out some food, and threw all the things he was not using temporarily into the backpack.

He put on cut-proof gloves and a stab-proof vest, and carried an explosion-proof shield and an explosion-proof steel fork in his hand.

The stab-proof vest is a little small on the body, but it is better to wear it than to hold it with your hands.

Fatty Liu looked at the bread and biscuits just thrown on the ground and felt a little distressed. He was really hungry these days.

After thinking for a while, he squatted on the ground, stabbed and stabbed, tore open the packaging of the food, and stuffed it all into his mouth.

Lin Feng, who was watching from the front, turned around when he heard the voice and said, Damn, there's a reason why this damn fat guy got so fat. His eating looks are too damn fierce, and he doesn't even chew anything he eats.

"Damn fat man, are you ready? Hurry up."

Fatty Liu was choked so much that he took a sip of water to smooth it over and hurriedly ran over, "Here he comes, he comes."

Lin Feng pointed to the door and said, "There are three zombies outside the door. I'll bring them in later. You kill them."

Fatty Liu was a little excited and took out his revolver.

"Idiot, you can't use a gun. The sound of gunfire will attract more zombies. Use a fire axe." As he said that, he took the explosion-proof steel fork from the fat man's hand and handed him a fire axe.

Fatty Liu has an explosion-proof shield in his left hand and a fire ax in his right hand. They look quite similar.

Boom, boom, Lin Feng knocked on the door twice with a riot-proof steel fork. Hearing the sound, three zombies rushed over with hemiplegic steps, howling and howling.

Three zombies is something that Lin Feng can do in a second, but he can't always do this work by himself, he has to train his younger brothers.

Lin Feng used a riot-proof steel fork to pin a zombie against the wall, unable to move, "Fat man, hurry up, I'll leave the other two to you."

I just saw blood today, and Fatty Liu is no longer the coward he was before.

He rushed over and hit it hard with the explosion-proof shield, knocking a zombie away.

He swung the fire ax with his right hand and struck another zombie on the shoulder, splattering a large amount of black blood, and then kicked the zombie away.

"Beheading or cutting other places will not kill the zombies."

Fatty Liu understood immediately, held up a zombie with an explosion-proof shield, swung the fire axe, and split the zombie's head with the ax, killing one.

Another zombie rushed over, and Fatty Liu knocked him down with an explosion-proof shield. Just when the zombie was about to get up, the fire ax slashed horizontally at the zombie's Tianling Cap, cutting off half of the zombie's head.

Fatty Liu also knew that his elder brother was testing him, and he showed extraordinary strength.

Lin Feng did not hesitate to praise, "What a good fat man, that's what you do. I'll give you this one too. Remember, don't get bitten by the zombies. If you get bitten, you'll be dead."

After saying that, Lin Feng let go of the anti-riot steel fork and hid aside.

Fatty Liu rushed over and kicked the zombie against the wall, then split the zombie's head with the fire ax at an angle.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he saw it. This fat guy was surprisingly strong. Today he ate another hundred mutant crystal cores. His body's functions doubled, and his strength became even more exaggerated.

He was bullied before simply because he was too cowardly.

"Pry open the zombie's skull and take out the mutated crystal core."

Fatty Liu endured his nausea and rummaged for the mutated crystal nuclei in the zombie's stinking skull. After searching for a while, he pulled out three rice-sized crystals with red threads inside.

Looking at the three mutated crystal cores, Fatty Liu was a little proud. He was finally able to kill zombies alone and obtain mutated crystal cores. There will be as many of these as he wants in the future.

He raised his hand and wanted to throw the mutated crystal core into his mouth.

Lin Feng quickly stopped him, "If you're not afraid of something happening, just eat."

Fatty Liu was startled. His eldest brother shouldn't be such a stingy person. He just gave him more than a hundred mutant crystal nuclei. What's the big deal if he eats three now.

Lin Feng continued: "You cannot eat the mutated crystal nuclei directly. There is blood poison from zombies in them. Remember, you can only eat the mutated crystal nuclei I give you in the future. You must also give me the mutated crystal nuclei you get yourself first. I will handle it and distribute it uniformly. This matter must be kept confidential."

Fatty Liu also remembered and nodded.

It seems to be said on the radio that eating this food may have side effects. Does it mean that Big Brother has a way to purify it? Big Brother is awesome.

Lin Feng led Fatty Liu all the way to the cold storage. When he encountered a large group of zombies, Lin Feng took Fatty to the room and took a detour.

If you encounter a lone zombie, or a zombie in a group of three or five, let the fat man go out to exercise.

Fatty's explosion-proof shield was dyed black and red by the zombie blood. He was panting from exhaustion, but his eyes were full of energy. I, Fatty Liu, can become so strong. Killing zombies is like chopping melons and vegetables.

But all this is thanks to my elder brother, otherwise I would have become a zombie long ago, thanks to my eight generations of ancestors.