Honkai, I'm not a Ditto

"Tear!"

The sharp blade cut into the wall, and Sikong kept sliding down with the sickle, making an extremely sharp sound.

I don't know how many dead men gathered towards the commercial building at this moment.

After gliding for a certain distance like this.

Sikong finally landed safely.

Playing like this, he went downstairs really fast, but he was a bit useless, even in the form of number zero guarding the dead, his hands were still numb and trembling, bright red blood flowed out from the broken skin, and he temporarily entered the scrapping mode.

But it doesn't matter.

Sikong only needs to become the number zero dead man, and then become the zero guard dead man, and the problem will be solved.

Facing a group of ordinary dead soldiers surrounding them.

Sikong didn't pay attention to their thoughts, he quickly sprinted forward in the shape of the zero guard, like a dexterous cat, leaping around on the street.

speedy.

Anyway, it's much faster than the previous zero dead man form.

soon......

Sikong came near the little girl.

"Transformation! Soldier No. [-]!"

As Sikong walked, his body swelled up like a balloon, and the shoes that didn't fit him suddenly fit.

Avoid the dead soldiers around you.

Sikong saw a dead policeman next to him, with a pistol on his waist.

"The weapon is fine, it's mine."

Without further ado, Sikong walked over and took off the holster on his body, and put it on himself. After a little inspection, the model of this pistol is unknown, it is not a revolver anyway, it looks like an automatic pistol .

The magazine is full of twelve rounds.

The dead policeman had two magazines, a total of 24 rounds of ammunition, and Sikong took them all away. He skillfully dismantled the magazines and switched the safety.

After finishing the whole process, Sikong realized something.

"Survivor Zero used to be able to play with guns..."

Sikong copied the opponent's ability.

As long as it belongs to the No. [-] dead man, he can do it now, but he doesn't have the combat experience of the opponent.

Of course, there is no memory of the other party.

after all......

Combat experience is related to a person's consciousness. It is accumulated after a long period of fighting. It needs to be judged by consciousness, or past memory. If Sikong can even copy that thing.

Once copied too much, I'm afraid it will pollute one's own consciousness.

At that time, Sikong, is he really Sikong?

At this time someone may say.

A person's ability to understand words is also related to consciousness, why can Sikong copy it?

Good question.

Don't ask again next time.

Cough... let's answer seriously.

The characters recognized by human beings, as long as they are learned, are the same as engraved in the brain, and become rigid knowledge, just like various skills formed by muscle memory.

It is not surprising that Sikong can copy it.

Anyway...

Sikong, who was ready for everything, took a pistol and chased after the little girl in the direction where she was fleeing.

As for the kitchen knife on his body?

Since he couldn't spare his hand, Sikong simply threw it away.

. . . . . .

When Sikong arrived.

The little girl had already been blocked into a shop by the dead men. She closed the glass door and hung it with an iron lock behind it.

The dead man slammed on the glass door frantically.

There were also dead men who picked up benches or stones on the side to smash the door. As long as there was enough time, they would be able to destroy the glass door sooner or later.

Although Sikong didn't see the little girl, he knew that she must be inside the shop.

He can't sit idly by!

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by three gunshots.

The three dead men fell to the ground.

After Sikong became the No. [-] dead man, his marksmanship has been greatly improved.

Within ten meters, three bursts, headshots.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three more shots were fired.

The dead soldiers knocking on the glass door fell one by one, the gunfire kept ringing, and a magazine was quickly emptied.

The surrounding dead were also cleaned up.

Before the dead soldiers from further away came over, Sikong took the opportunity to change the magazine and put the empty magazine in his pocket.

After hearing the gunshot.

The little girl who was about to escape from the back door of the shop turned her head, and she saw Sikong in full armor at a glance, and a different brilliance suddenly appeared in her eyes, sparkling.

"Is it a normal person?"

The little girl thought hopefully in her heart.

When she saw Sikong, Sikong also saw her through the sunglasses.

This is a little girl about ten years old, with short light purple hair covering her blood-red left eye. There are bloody wounds on her hands and feet, which seem to be left when she escaped.

It is very difficult for an ordinary little girl to act in Changkong City full of dead men and Houkai beasts.

If it weren't for Sikong firing three shots in a row just now.

Killed the dead soldiers blocking the door of the shop.

I'm afraid this little girl will run away non-stop, so she won't have the spare time to look back and see what happened behind.

The sound of Sikong firing a gun attracted the attention of the dead soldiers.

Many dead men began to gather towards him.

Especially on street corners and the like, there are new dead men appearing.

It was as if they were coming to eat Sikong.

In fact, they are only attracted by the sound.

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The little girl was in a hurry, and immediately patted the glass door and shouted: "Hey! Big brother! Come here!"

After running for several hours, the little girl who hadn't even met a living person was very excited.

Hear the other person's voice.

Sikong immediately ran up.

As mentioned earlier, there is a difference between ordinary dead men and ordinary dead men.

Similar to the number zero dead man, he can run and has special fighting skills, but he is not a dead man of a high-level dead man.

Sikong called him a special dead soldier.

They are powerful, and their running speed is not slow at all. They are different from the slow-moving zombies in the traditional sense, but the special dead soldiers have a bad sense of balance, and they are easy to fall when they run too fast.

If not for this.

The little girl in front of me must have been captured by special soldiers long ago.

It's not easy to meet high-level dead soldiers.

There are still many special dead soldiers.

If she is lucky enough not to be eaten up by the dead in a short period of time, relying on her resistance to the Houkai energy and successfully becoming a high-level dead, she can still live for a while with her second life.

In Sikong, there is also a weakness of poor balance.

Unless he becomes No. [-] guard dead man.

There is no such small problem in the body of senior dead soldiers.

Due to the sense of balance, Sikong didn't run very fast, which is the case in the eyes of normal people.

Let the little girl look very anxious.

As soon as Sikong arrived at the door, she opened the glass door without any vigilance.

Fortunately, Sikong is not a bad person.

Otherwise, a little girl like her who easily trusts others will definitely be bullied.

Hide in the shop.

Sikong took two deep breaths. The body functions of the dead soldiers are very similar to those of humans. They also need to breathe and replenish water resources.

"Brother, are you a policeman?"

As soon as he entered, the little girl couldn't wait to ask.

Sikong shook his head, it turned out that the little girl regarded him as a policeman, no wonder she believed him so easily.

"Is that so..."

The little girl was downcast.

Sikong just touched her head, and this guy didn't resist.

The little girl glanced at the special dead soldiers who were about to roll and crawl over: "Brother, let's run, this glass door won't last long."

This is true.

The glass door had been cracked a few times by the dead soldiers just now, if it was rushed over by the dead soldiers and smashed a few more times, it would probably be shattered into pieces with a bang.

Sikong will definitely be fine.

The little girl must be GG.

Sikong nodded.

Led by the little girl, the two escaped from the back door of the shop together.

This is a small alley, and there are no dead men. The bricks on the ground are uneven. As long as you walk for a while, you will come across a small puddle, and there are some unknown bugs in it.

No matter how big or glamorous the city is.

There are so many small alleys like this.

The two walked in a quiet alley.

The little girl spoke suddenly.

"Big brother, do you know what's going on now?"

Sikong shook his head.

He wanted to answer the other party, but he is now in the form of No. [-] dead man, and his mouth is a roaring sound, and it is very difficult to make a normal sound.