Doomsday tour

It's always good to wait for an expected victory.

Out of caution, Rong Zijie still turned on the plasma shield and waited for the battle to end. Zuo Qingyan continued to send spiritual power to block the screaming zombies behind the vines. He still had a malicious smile on his face after thinking of something. .

"What are you laughing at?" Xianhe was the first to ask.

"Do you think we look like we are fishing for donkeys with carrots? They howled in anxiety but couldn't eat them." Zuo Qingyan said with a smile.

"...You are so idle (salty) as hell." Xianhe has nothing to say to this guy who is so strange that he can still think wildly at the door.

"Salted eggs are delicious, although I also feel that the salt seeps into the eggshell when pickling and the chicks will hurt. I used to like salted eggs, and I wanted them for every meal. My master even bought a few for this." The hen came back to raise and lay eggs. The old man really loves me, but he didn’t leave me a spirit stone when he left, and even took the hen away. Hey, it’s been 200 years, and people’s hearts are not old.”

"..." Xianhe took a few deep breaths, forced a smirk, "I think salted duck eggs are more delicious, why don't you try salted duck eggs?"

"Because the neighbors around do not raise ducks, so I only have salted eggs. I have never eaten salted duck eggs. I don't know if they are good or not. I will try them next time." Zuo Qingyan nodded, and added at the end, "Ah Ming, are you really good?" Enthusiastic and thought of recipes for me."

"..." Xianhe turned his head indifferently and returned to Rong Zijie's side. He was angry at his gloating smile for a while, and finally squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.Forget it, it's just duck eggs, it's not like he wants to eat crane eggs, why is he in such a hurry.

The sound of slashing and killing outside the vine net gradually subsided, and occasionally there was the howl of individual zombies. After howling for half a long time, the high-pitched voice was decapitated before it could be hung up. The sound of the head gurgling was strangely clear.

"It seems to be over."

The vine split a gap to reveal the fighting situation, and Tu Fei just cut off the head of the last zombie and returned with his sword.

Zuo Qingyan collected the vines, and the smell of blood came over his face, so strong that he could hardly breathe.In the aisle, dead bodies and detached bodies and black and red blood are all over the walls. The corpses are piled up two layers, and it is almost impossible to walk in the aisle.

Xianhe looked numbly at the corpses of zombies all over the floor, and suddenly felt a little nauseous for some reason.Tu Fei flicked the dirty blood on the mahogany sword, and the thick layer of blood splashed on the wall, adding blood to the blood-stained snow-white wall.

"Are you okay?" Zuo Qingyan asked when he saw Zhu Heming's pale face when he turned his head.

Xianhe shook his head silently: "It's a bit disgusting, it will be fine in a while."

Among the densely packed corpses, none of them were complete, and some of them were not completely dead. Their instincts drove them to continue crawling. The broken bones pierced through the already soft and rotten flesh, and the bloody bones were white and cracked. The flesh and blood still squirmed in the wound, as if some disgusting reptile was wriggling inside.

"Don't deal with the corpses yet. Our time is limited. Finding the tentacle monster and the intelligent zombie is the key. Let's go." Rong Zijie pulled the limp crane through the gap between the corpses. The crane had a pale face. Face lifted his head, trying not to let himself pay attention to the corpse on the ground.

Obviously, this is not the first time I have seen such a scene, but maybe I have never seen such a dense concentration of zombie corpses, piled up in a narrow corridor, tens of meters long; blood everywhere, On the walls, on the ceiling, on the floor...

Even the Yin Division shouldn't be so eerie.

"A Ming?" Tu Fei called out his name.

Xianhe looked up at him blankly, shivering all over his body.

"Scared?" Zuo Qingyan had already walked out of the pile of corpses, and stood at the end of the corridor and said to the crane with a half-smile.

Xian He didn't answer, and let Rong Zijie drag him to Tu Fei and Zuo Qingyan.

"Here, take a bite to calm your nerves." Zuo Qingyan grabbed a petal out of the Qiankun bag and stuffed it into the crane's mouth.

"Ji Lan?" Xian He remembered that they had obtained several pots of Ji Lan from the Tongshen School. Ji Lan is mainly used for alchemy, and it also has a fluorescent effect in the dark, and the petals in the mouth can also have a calming effect.

A faint mint-like taste spread in the mouth, a little pungent, but not choking, and the crane pressed it under the tongue after two bites.The feeling of being in a trance suddenly improved a lot.

"Being in a high-stress environment for a long time may cause psychological discomfort, coupled with the potential pressure brought by fear and crisis, it will cause nervousness and mental exhaustion. Some abnormal reactions are normal." Rong Zijie comforted Xianhe. .

"Stress?" Zuo Qingyan scratched his hair, "I don't think so."

Tu Fei rubbed the blood-stained mahogany sword against the clean clothes of a zombie, and he didn't seem to feel any pressure.

Crane, who feels normal on a non-normal team, feels bad.

Is he the abnormal person after playing for a long time?Xianhe turned his expectant eyes to Rong Zijie.

Rong Zijie was silent for a while and said: "I have undergone professional training and assessment, and I have done a lot of stress training in various emergencies and special environments during interstellar travel."

Dumb crawled from Zuo Qingyan's feet to the top of his head, it seemed that it had just discovered this suitable place to take root, and now it was entrenched on Zuo Qingyan's hair and used it as a nest.

Zuo Qingyan poked its buds: "Dumb, have you taken a bath?"

Dumb played dead.

Crane, who had regained his strength, squeezed out a smile: "What a big green hat."

Zuo Qingyan, who is wearing a green hat, has no pressure; the old-fashioned swordsman from the cultivation world has no pressure; ET, who is not familiar with the national conditions of the earth, has no pressure either. Looking at the numb three-person crane, he silently looks away. In fact, the only people who are under pressure here are He, this group of people are making cold jokes about the killer!

"Okay, now we should think about... how to take the road ahead." Xianhe changed the subject.

Zuo Qingyan finally pulled Ah-Dai off his head and threw it on the ground: "Continue to lead the way, otherwise there are still three cans that will be deducted."

Dumb twisted uneasily, and crawled forward obediently.

The place on the fifth floor is not big. The four of them walked through the restaurant and the leisure and fitness center in less than 10 minutes. Ken moved, Zuo Qingyan grabbed Duan and pointed to the closed iron gate in front of him and asked.

Duan didn't make a sound, and it couldn't make a sound either. It just shook the bud and continued to climb up his head.

"Underground shooting range." Rong Zijie looked at the signboard by the door and said, "Ah Ming, you can just practice your poor marksmanship." "..." Xian He twitched the corner of his mouth and remained silent.

"Very close." Tu Fei said suddenly, "It's inside, I can feel it."