If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

"Kill, kill it?" Brother Nan looked at his uncle in horror, wondering if he heard it wrong.

"Yes, kill it." Xia Chen explained calmly: "This thing may not feel pain. Listen, the banging on the door over there has not stopped. If it keeps hitting like this, the wooden door will be knocked open sooner or later. Now we have to face more than just this monster."

"What else?!" Brother Nan was so frightened that he was about to cry. He listened carefully, and there was really a bang bang bang on the door. It was very powerful. If it was a normal person, who would be able to bang on the door for fun? .

"This monster has become stronger, and the wooden door is more difficult to stop it. If it breaks down and kills people one by one, it will only feed him stronger and stronger." Xia Chen kept staring at the zombie outside, thinking Quickly plan how to eliminate this zombie in the least harmful way.

"Then, then kill it..." Brother Nan said tremblingly, ran to search his luggage, pulled out a long knife, and shook it vigorously.

This knife was given as a gift when I went to the General’s Mansion for the first time. Brother Nan held the knife with a murderous look on his immature face: “Uncle, I’ll kill it. If, if I don’t If you kill him, you can hide, maybe wait until tomorrow morning, someone will come to save your life."

"What nonsense." Xia Chen reprimanded lightly: "Don't be impulsive, I said I would kill it, but I didn't tell you to go all out. Let me think about it and come up with a perfect plan."

Having said that, in fact, there is no real perfect solution. While they were talking, the zombie stood up after sucking blood, roared on the spot, and the tangled flesh on his face twitched, as if he was smelling the breath, but his eyeballs remained motionless , seems to have no vision.

Seeing this, Xia Chen suddenly remembered the literary works he had read before, saying that he had to hold his breath when meeting zombies, otherwise the popularity would attract the zombies, so he quickly closed the door to hold his breath, and covered Brother Nan's mouth and nose.

Sure enough, the zombies, who were originally attracted by their faint voices, took two steps towards them, then turned around and walked towards the inner room.

It staggered, its limbs were stiff and its steps were unsteady, but it didn't jump and walk as in the legend, and its speed wasn't very fast, but in the empty corridor, it walked to the room next to Wang Juren within a few steps.

The person living in that room was a small businessman from Bingzhou. His surname was Feng.

The zombie walked up to Merchant Feng's door, stopped, and took a sharp sniff. The flesh on his face was twisted and tangled together, which was extremely terrifying.

Xia Chen leaned against the door and couldn't see the outside, only heard a muffled sound, which was louder than the banging on the door in the other two rooms, followed by Merchant Feng's terrified cry, "Help", obviously he also found that The monster was banging on his door.

Taking advantage of the zombie's attention being attracted by Merchant Feng, Xia Chen found a few small cloth bags in his luggage, divided the glutinous rice he took out into the small cloth bags, and divided two for Brother Nan, one with a bosom Here, one was tied around his waist, and he took two for himself.

While doing these things, Xia Chen told Brother Nan about the habits of some zombies that he knew, and said that he had seen similar descriptions of monsters in the book, which might be useful.

"That monster is not afraid of pain. It may be useless to just cut off the limbs, so you have to stab the heart or decapitate the head. Let's go out in a while, don't take it lightly." Xia Chen carefully warned.

"Okay." Brother Nan felt relieved, the unknown is the scariest thing, since my uncle said that this kind of monster can be killed, he also said a way, although it is more difficult, but it is better than rushing out at a loss.

After sucking the blood, the strength of the zombie has indeed increased a lot. The two zombies locked in the room have not come out after bumping into each other for so long. This zombie knocked down Merchant Feng's door in a few strokes, and Merchant Feng yelled hoarsely. In order to save his life, he desperately pushed the tables, stools and other things in the house behind the door, trying to block the monster.

It's a pity that these things didn't play a big role. After more than a dozen bumps, Merchant Feng's door was knocked open with a harsh sound, and the accumulation at the door was knocked out for a certain distance, rubbing ugly scratches on the floor. sound.

"Quick, now!" Xia Chen whispered.

He and Brother Nan tried their best to wear thick clothes that would not affect their activities, hats and scarves, and tried not to expose their skin to the outside. Xia Chen remembered that in the doomsday movies he had seen, the zombie virus would spread through wounds , who knows if it will turn into a zombie if it is injured by a zombie.

Brother Nan had a knife, but Xia Chen's slingshot was not very effective against zombies. He had to ask Brother Nan to cut off a stool leg for him, with a sharpened front end, which could barely be used as a weapon.

The moment the zombie rushed into Merchant Feng's house, Xia Chen and Brother Nan broke through the door. Geer Nan took the lead and rushed to the door of Merchant Feng. He saw Merchant Feng being chased all over the house by the zombie.

Even though Merchant Feng is short and chubby, he is not slow to run. It may be that his potential exploded when his life was threatened, and he brushed against the nails of zombies several times.

It's a pity that the room is too small, and he was about to be chased, Xia Chen hurriedly shouted at him: "Come out, run outside!" They can't fight zombies in the room, the space is too small to use it, and they will be scratched if they are not careful .

Although Merchant Feng kept yelling "Help", no one came to save him. He knew that when he encountered such a monster, everyone would hide and who would come to save him.At this moment, he was in despair, feeling that his life was at stake. Hearing Xia Chen's shout at the first moment, Merchant Feng felt like hearing a holy voice.

He hurriedly circled around and staggered towards Xia Chen. He was about to run over, but he tripped over the chair he moved to block the door.

When the wind came from behind, Merchant Feng closed his eyes in despair, but he didn't feel any pain in the next second, instead he heard a painful roar.

Brother Nan rushed over and pulled him up and ran outside. Merchant Feng ran outside to take a look, and saw that the monster's arm seemed to have been scalded by red-hot coals, and it was scorched black. There were some small gray-black particles scattered on the ground. I don't know what it is.

"It's useful." He heard the young Xia Juren say something a little excitedly, and then he grabbed a handful of white glutinous rice from a small cloth bag and threw it at the monster. The monster dodged quickly, but was still caught. When the scattered glutinous rice is sprinkled a little, it will be burnt black marks on the body.

"This, what kind of fetish is this..." Merchant Feng's eyes lit up, Xia Chen then gave him a small bag, and quickly said: "Nuomi, I read in the book that it can restrain this kind of monster. "

Nan'er stood in front of the door with a horizontal knife, but the zombie screamed but did not dare to come closer. There were still some unstained glutinous rice scattered on the ground by Xia Chen just now.

"Then let's run." Merchant Feng hugged the small bag of glutinous rice tightly. Since the glutinous rice can restrain the monster, they just need to sprinkle it when the monster is about to catch up.

"No, there are downstairs too." After Xia Chen finished speaking, he explained to Merchant Feng what he said to Brother Nan.

When Merchant Feng heard that the monster would become stronger after sucking blood, he was even more persuaded: "We, we should go out and find officers and soldiers."

Xia Chen sneered: "How do you know that monsters are only found in this inn?"

Doesn't he want to go out?In case there are monsters outside, people are not familiar with the place, and there is no place to defend. If they are discovered by a large army, they will be unable to escape if they want to run away. It is better to clean up the monsters in the inn first, and use this as a base. Make plans for future affairs.

"There are also outside?" Feng Shang couldn't believe it, but he didn't dare to gamble. Xia Chen stared at the zombie and didn't want to explain further.

The zombies in the house confronted them for a while, the thirst for blood overcame the fear of Nuomi, although Nuomi could restrain it, it could not kill him, it would only hurt its limbs and weaken its strength, as long as it was washed enough blood, these can be replenished.

So the zombie bent down, roared in a low voice, and slammed into the door. Brother Nan used a stool as a shield in his left hand, and swung a knife in his right hand. Remembering his uncle's words, he slashed at the neck of the zombie. .

The zombie scratched the surface of the wooden chair with several deep claw marks, but it didn't dare to resist Nan Ge'er's knife, and turned to hide for a while, Nan Ge'er slashed on its shoulder.

The feeling of the knife cutting into the flesh shocked Brother Nan, and a feeling of nausea surged in his chest, but when he thought of his uncle behind him, Brother Nan gritted his teeth, pulled out the knife forcefully, and pointed it at the zombie's neck cut down.

At the same time, Xia Chen sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice on the wound cut by Brother Nan. They were closer, and Xia Chen sprinkled it more accurately. Most of the handful of glutinous rice fell on the wound of the zombie, and the milky white glutinous rice immediately turned into It was black and gray, and a dark red to black thick liquid flowed out from the wound, and the zombie let out a miserable howl.

Xia Chen's handful of glutinous rice attracted all the zombie's attention, and Nan Geer's second stab did not hide it. This kind of newly mutated zombie is just stronger, not afraid of pain, nails and teeth are poisonous, and can suck blood, not copper. Skin and iron bones are invulnerable.

Brother Nan cut off the zombie's entire head with a knife with all his strength. The knife was cut diagonally, and finally the knife got stuck between the neck bones of the zombie. A large stream of black and red liquid with a foul smell gushed out from the wound, and the zombie turned over. Bai's eyeballs rolled for the last time, and he fell down with Brother Nan's knife.

"Dead, are you dead?" Merchant Feng asked tremblingly. He looked at Brother Nan as if he was looking at some kind of warrior. He didn't expect that these two uncles and nephews, who looked handsome and weak, were so courageous and capable. Well, it's true that the real person doesn't show his face.

Xia Chen sprinkled another handful of glutinous rice on it, and it soon turned black and gray, but the corpse of the zombie didn't move, and Xia Chen felt relieved: "It should be dead." It's good to kill it, but I'm afraid it won't kill it.

Brother Nan stood stiffly in place and did not move. It was the first time he killed someone, even if it was a monster, but he changed from a human being. He looked barely human, so how could he let go of it easily.

Xia Chen patted his little nephew to comfort him, "Brother Nan is very powerful, thanks to you protecting me."

"Uncle, Uncle, I killed someone." Brother Nan's voice was rough, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble involuntarily.

"No...be careful!" Xia Chen pushed Brother Nan away, and poked the sharpened stool leg on the face of the rushing zombie, but before he could dodge the zombie's claws, his arm It was scratched, but fortunately he was wearing thick enough, the cotton wool was turned out, but it didn't scratch his inner clothes.

Merchant Feng screamed, and was pawed on the back by another zombie, blood was dripping immediately, he still had a bit of courage, instead of running directly, he turned around and sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice, forcing the zombie back.

Brother Nan also reacted, and quickly threw a handful of glutinous rice, then pulled out his own knife, and cut the zombie back with one knife.

Two zombies roared and stood opposite them, they were He Juren and Zeng Juren who had just been bitten to death.

Between life and death, regardless of hurting the spring and autumn, Nan Geer rushed up with a knife, Xia Chen also faced the other with a stool leg and a glutinous rice in one hand, and Merchant Feng hid behind, grinning and crying while helping them sprinkle glutinous rice.

These two zombies were much weaker than the first one, and they were even more afraid of glutinous rice. Brother Nan didn't know how to hide when he slashed his neck with a knife, and they were quickly chopped off one by one by Brother Nan.

It was still a little uncomfortable to kill one, but he killed two in a row. Brother Nan was afraid that he would not be able to let go. He held the knife and did not dare to let go. Looking at the two headless zombies on the ground, he murmured: "This, what's going on?" thing?"

Xia Chen's expression was serious: "If I'm not wrong, there are toxins on their claws or teeth, which will infect the injured or killed people."

When Merchant Feng heard this, he whimpered, tears streaming down his nose mixed with snot, and his fat face was messed up.

Xia Chen and Brother Nan looked at him and fell silent. They couldn't do anything if they killed him before he became a zombie.

"I, I don't want to die, my mother is still waiting for me to go home..." Merchant Feng cried miserably, but he also saw the appearance of those monsters, clearly losing his mind, even if Xia Chen let them go He, he will become a monster too.

"Let me think about it." Xia Chen rubbed his forehead. In the zombie articles he had read, the virus needed a vaccine, and some said that people with supernatural powers could be immune to the virus. I don't think about it.

There is definitely no vaccine now, but he has glutinous rice that can restrain zombies, so maybe he can try it.

"I have a way." After thinking it over, Xia Chen said, "Maybe it will work."

Merchant Feng nodded again and again. In this situation, what else can he do if he doesn't listen to Xia Chen?Moreover, Xia Chen knew a lot, and Merchant Feng believed him very much.

"Come here, let me see your wound." Merchant Feng came over and exposed his back. He was only wearing a thin jacket, which had been scratched, and there were three claw marks on his back, not too deep, but The wound has begun to turn black and spread towards the surroundings.

Xia Chen sprinkled glutinous rice on it, and Merchant Feng yelled like killing a pig, yelling "it hurts", Xia Chen scolded in a low voice, "Do you still want to live?"

Merchant Feng nodded with a sob: "Yes."

"Do you have a knife?" Xia Chen asked.

Merchant Feng thought for a while: "There is a small dagger." It was inlaid with precious stones, and he was going to buy it and ship it back to sell to their dandy.

Xia Chen asked Merchant Feng to point out the location, and Brother Nan went to find it. He used a dagger to dig out all the flesh from the wound on Merchant Feng's back, and sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice. This time, the glutinous rice only turned gray a little.

Merchant Feng was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak, he lay down on the ground and let Xia Chen toss about him. Finally, after Xia Chen washed him with alcohol, sprinkled some gold sore medicine, then found a clean cloth and tore it into strips to wrap it up. .

"Many, thank you for saving my life, young master." Merchant Feng forced himself to stand up and felt it. The pain in his back was pain, but he didn't feel dizzy and itchy teeth when he was just scratched, and he felt the smell of blood was good. It gave him a sense of being alive, knowing that he probably wouldn't be a monster anymore.

"Uncle, what shall we do next?" Brother Nan ran to help Xia Chen, seeing that Merchant Feng was rescued, he was also very happy, and the discomfort after killing the zombies dissipated a lot.

Merchant Feng also looked at Xia Chen, waiting for him to make an idea.

Xia Chen tapped the bag of glutinous rice in his hand, and said his next plan: "Clean up the second floor first."

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