The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Is there such a man with so much virtue in the world?

Miam couldn't understand the reason why Li Cang rejected them many times. Even Miam, who was so lustful at that moment, was like this. She was so excited that she didn't really mind when he moved her hands and feet. Hold back, isn't there a woman in our tribe who can catch your eye?

Li Cang's strength and beauty are undoubtedly equivalent to a kind of poison from above for the sisters of the tribe, but if Miam has any true feelings for him, it is unnecessary. Miam continues to have a tyrannical attitude toward the tribe. The bloodline's needs and rationality are far greater than her own and her emotions. She doesn't particularly care whether this bloodline is hers or a tribal sister's.

On the morning of the fourth day, at the foot of Mu Shen Mountain, nearly 10,000 crude straw and rattan shacks were arranged in a row. Simple food was being cooked on the bonfire, and smoke was curling up.

Li Cang stood in front of the window of the only six-story bamboo and wood building, surveying the crowd below.

All the injuries on his body have recovered as before, at least on the surface it looks very complete. Although the words [毐无] on the panel have not been removed, it has not brought any outrageous negative effects to him. .

Well, the fact that the health tank is empty is already disturbing enough.

During this period of time, the intermittent killing of some alienated bloodline creatures really made Li Cang realize that having a black, hard, thick, and long blood bar is not a good thing in the complete sense. It is really boring to recover this thing! Even if all the following people are taken out and sacrificed one by one, they may not be able to fill up his long string of barcodes.

Dozens of young women below who surrounded the bamboo and wood building and euphemistically called them on guard duty immediately cheered when they saw Li Cang, whistling and waving:

"Wow, Cang woke up!"

"It's so beautiful. This is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen in my life."

"Hey, Cang, look at me, look at me!"

So Li Cang silently retracted his head, like a tiger's mouth and a wolf's den, color is nothing!

This kind of asking and taking actually doesn't interest him much. It's not as exciting as the feeling of controlling the servants of destiny. How intoxicating and fascinating it is!

Looking at the trivial matters of the Miyam tribe now, Li Cang's head would almost split open. Let's not even mention the 95% of slave labor, just the remaining 5% of rice. The intrigues between Yammini and the recognized staff selected from the slave laborers were already so intense that he could not stop them from arguing all day long. The quarrels made him sometimes want to kill all these girls. Damn it.

This is the reason why Li Cang doesn't like to deal with people. If there are just a few mad losers and treacherous people online, why should he be so angry? All of them are sunny and handsome, and they have a hard time fucking, and most importantly, they also have long mouths!

There are less than 5,000 staff members, 10,000 selected and promoted slave workers and supervisors, and a hundred thousand slave workers, each standing cooler than the last at the foot of Mt. Shenshan. Even when they are silent, it is quite pleasing to the eye.

Sisters Miam and Minim stared at Li Canglao eagerly for a long time, without waiting for a word of encouragement or anything like mobilization before the war.

Finally, Li Cang said casually: "The 15 fragments around us will be cleared today. No zombies of the alien beasts will be left behind. A thousand of the slave workers with the best performance will be selected as deputy corps commanders. You can take care of the rest."

Although these tribe girls do not have any natural skills, the physiques of people who have waited for who knows how many years and generations to come out of the jump channel are different from those of ordinary survivors. In their opinion, the strength value of 20c is basically the same. At the level of a naughty child, 30c to 40c is the norm. Simply using numerical conversion, this is almost the standard for stage 2~3 walking zombies, so-so can be considered acceptable.

Miam asked aloud: "Still trying to capture them alive as before?"

Li Cang was speechless: "You just need to kill fewer people."

These girls are so naive that they are a little bit girly. With their level, they want to capture a walking corpse alive. They really don’t know what social evil is.

Li Cang did need to continue charging, but he had no intention of trading the lives of these slave workers for his heads. He casually clicked on the heads of several groups of slave workers and led them alone to the only large fragment with two unstable jump cracks. forward.

All the slave workers were copied back by Li Cang himself. They knew very well how terrifying the lethality and destructive power of the thin white-faced little brother in front of them was, even if there were no additional tribal personnel to guard them, even if they were holding various weapons, These unadulterated weapons were made from the skeletons of the zombies of alien beasts. They couldn't find the courage to resist at all. They followed tremblingly all the way. When they saw Li Cang leading them to the most dangerous fragment, their legs went weak. It has to be the same as noodles.

There were only one or two hundred people, and they couldn't even fill their teeth with the zombies accumulated on this fragment. They almost thought that Li Cang wanted them to come over and die.

"伱, you, you, and you, you guys, come with me, the others, stay here and wait."

"Yes, yes."

After picking up the pieces, Li Cang took a deep breath, breathing in the familiar smell of walking corpses. His expression suddenly softened several degrees, and he even had the mood to give a normal smile to a few people: "My wrist is cut, stand next to me." , don’t run around.”

Five people: "."

The walking corpses are extremely sensitive to the smell of living blood. With the five dripping and bleeding arms placed here, almost immediately the walking corpses on the entire fragment went crazy and rushed towards Li Cang in a mighty manner.

Li Cang couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, normal people's blood is better than my blood. Zombies are picky!"

His people and his blood, when they occasionally encounter sensitive special species of zombies, not only can't attract them, but even have the opposite effect like realgar driving away snakes. Even ordinary zombies don't love his blood and smell very much. Not directly treating him as a companion is already quite a face-giving. This is actually a very sad thing for Li Cang.

The zombies surrounded Li Cang and a few people. The specialized Isoleye Burning began to shine among the zombies. The giant magic wand harvested the zombies in pieces like the sickle of the god of death. The five slaves who acted as blood bags were immediately stunned-it turned out that you surrounded the zombies instead of the zombies surrounding you? You held back when you demolished our tribe, right?

One horse is equal to a million divisions.

The harvesting action of Fen and the big magic wand machine is actually not at all ornamental, but in the eyes of these slaves, it is almost the most extreme violent aesthetics in the world.

The slaves stared at the motionless figure in the vast sea of ​​zombies, as if they were watching a bunch of human-shaped self-propelled cyborgs.

An hour later, the five people who were almost bleeding dry were reluctantly abandoned by Li Cang to return to the team. New people continued to cut their wrists and attract monsters. Gradually, overlapping ghosts began to appear around Li Cang, and the sedan chair of the ghost bride was looming on the winding road at the end of the Styx.

However, it was a drop in the bucket.

The zombies were not favored by his picky blood tank, and the gaps that could be filled were even worse than those of the second-stage ghost-faced bats. Li Cang made a little calculation. At this rate, if he wanted to fully recover, it might not be enough to kill all the existing zombies in all the fragments.

"Gan!"