Quick Wear: The Gold Digger Was Influenced by Love Brain

Along the way, Wen Ling's convoy would encounter several high-level zombies almost every hour. Wen Ling didn't realize anything was wrong at first, and he easily killed these high-level zombies every time.

Until the fourth batch came.

Zhu Cong sighed, "Sister Wen, aren't high-level zombies very smart? Why are the ones I encountered today so stupid that they came to die on their own?"

"Can't they tell that you are an eighth-level mutant?"

"Thanks to these high-level zombies who took the initiative to feed me today, I will soon break through to level six!"

Wen Ling narrowed her eyes.

"It's a scam!"

Zhu Cong was stunned.

"Could it be that the zombie king already knows where we are going and has been monitoring us from behind?"

"But why did he only send a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to die?"

"What good does it do to him if he feeds us like a frog in boiling water?"

Wen Ling was also a little confused.

"Zombies often upgrade faster than us psychics. Its level was higher than mine before. More than a year has passed. I don't know how high it has been now."

"Anyway, it's far above me."

"If it attacks now, I will definitely not be its opponent."

"There are few capable people in the team. Only you, me, and Lin Yu can fight a little. I'm afraid we won't be able to protect those people by then."

"Could it be that it wants to raise me to the ninth level and then absorb my energy core?"

Zhu Cong said, "This is the only guess."

"Otherwise, I really don't know what his purpose is in doing this."

Wen Ling looked tense.

"No matter what its purpose is, we can't just sit there and wait for death. We must upgrade as soon as possible. The higher the level, the more capable we are of fighting it."

Zhu Cong said, "Sister Wen, please absorb all the crystal cores of the high-level zombies that will appear later. I will not upgrade any further after reaching level six."

Wen Ling shook her head.

"Even if I absorb the zombie cores below the sixth level, it will be a drop in the bucket for me. Just absorb them all. Only when you become stronger can I have no worries."

The high-level zombies that came this time were of higher level than the previous three waves.

Wen Ling counted them and found that there were five in total: one level five, three level six, and one level seven zombie.

They were just lower in level than her, but they were enough for her to deal with for a while.

The battle lasted until dawn.

Wen Ling finally killed five high-level zombies, took out their supernatural crystal cores, gave the crystal cores of a fifth-level zombie and a sixth-level zombie to Zhu Cong, and absorbed the crystal cores of two sixth-level zombies and one seventh-level zombie.

After Zhu Cong absorbed the crystal core, his face was filled with joy at becoming stronger.

"Sister Wen, I finally reached level six!"

"What about you?"

Wen Ling said, "I have to either absorb the crystal cores of seven or eight more seventh-level zombies, or absorb the crystal core of an eighth-level zombie of the same level to break through to the ninth level."

Zhu Cong was shocked and said, "The higher the level, the more difficult it is to upgrade. I'm afraid I will be stuck at level six for a long time."

A trace of nostalgia flashed across Wen Ling's eyes.

The reason why she upgraded so quickly was, on the one hand, due to her own efforts and the blessing of the spirit pool water, and on the other hand, due to He Chen's unremitting training.

pity……

Although she could not understand his idea of ​​living and dying with the base, and believed that the most important thing was for herself and her family to survive, she knew that everyone had their own choices and she could not influence other people's choices.

It’s just a pity and it’s still sad.

If He Bai knew that his father was dead, he would be very sad, right?

He Bai, where are you?

After a night of traveling, everyone was exhausted.

After the zombies were killed, the people in the car got out one after another.

Dr. Yang came in front of Wen Ling.

"Miss Wen, we have been traveling all night and we are all a little tired. Now it is daybreak and the zombies here have been almost cleared out. Why don't we rest here for two hours before continuing on our journey?"

Wen Ling was about to refuse.

An Qing came over and said sadly, "We lost seven more people along the way, and two more were scratched by zombies. I don't know if they can survive."

"Miss Wen, let's take a break."

Wen Ling glanced at the two injured people.

"it is good."

She pointed to the university ahead.

"Those high-level zombies should have lived in that school before. There are the fewest zombies in that school. The pressure from the high-level zombies is still there. No low-level zombies will dare to go in for a short time."

"Let's go inside and rest for two hours and then continue on our journey."

Everyone's tense hearts relaxed for a moment.

Wen Ling walked to the car, bent down, held the soundly sleeping He Pingan in her arms, and walked at the front of the team.

He Pingan woke up almost as soon as she held him in her arms.

He rubbed his eyes and turned his head blankly to look around.

"Mom, where is this?"

Wen Ling said, "There is a university ahead. We need to rest inside for two hours. An An, continue to sleep. Mom will find you a bed."

Despite the difficult conditions, she still wanted to make her son's life as comfortable as possible.

He Ping'an has had enough sleep.

He stretched his legs.

"Mom, I need to come down and take a walk!"

Wen Ling could only put him down, but did not let go of his hand. She patiently reminded him, "This is not the base. It's not safe. You can't run around casually."

He Pingan nodded sensibly.

An Qing came over with a can, squatted in front of He Pingan, and asked, "An An, do you want to eat canned fish?"

He Ping'an's eyes sparkled.

"miss you!"

An Qing said to Wen Ling, "Miss Wen, you've been fighting zombies all night, you must be very tired now. We don't know how many dangers you will face next, you should take some time to rest."

"An An, I'll take care of it."

"My son is older than An An and has experience in taking care of children."

As he said this, he was about to hold An An's hand.

Wen Ling was indeed very tired, but she was not comfortable leaving her son in the hands of a stranger, so she pulled An An closer to her and avoided the hand that An Qing extended to her.

"No need."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't sleep without An An by my side."

A dark light flashed across An Qing's eyes.

"Ok."

"Then you have a good rest, I won't disturb you."

She turned and left.

He Ping'an opened his eyes wide, looked at An Qing's back, then looked up at his mother, his expression blank for a moment.

The little mouth pouted.

"Mom, canned fish!"

Wen Ling laughed and said, "Do I usually give you food and drink?"

"Why are you so greedy?"

He Pingan licked his lips.

"Mom is stingy and doesn't give An An food. Grandpa and grandma are generous and give An An a lot of delicious food. An An likes grandpa and grandma. Mom, where are grandpa and grandma?"

His eyes searched the crowd.

Wen Ling's throat was a little dry.

"Did they give you delicious food behind my back again?"

"No wonder you're still so chubby even though I've tried my best to control your diet. If you get any fatter, mom won't be able to hold you anymore!"

He Pingan didn't care.

"Chubby and cute!"

"Grandma likes Fat An An!"