doomsday lamb

In the evening, the setting sun is halfway up the horizon. Under the surge of black mist that has become more active, the light gradually dims and blurs.

"Ding ding ding... incoming call message... ding ding ding..."

"Squeak."

A sharp sound sounded, and Lang Hua swerved across the car body and used the brake pedal to stop himself on the highway.

The black strips left by the friction between the rubber tires and the asphalt road were twenty meters long. The huge inertia was offset in an instant, causing Lang Hua severe symptoms of chest tightness.

But he ignored the cough and hurriedly took out the satellite phone from his backpack and clicked to connect.

"Is it really Xiaohua? I'm Lin Qian. I received your message at noon." A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.

Before setting off from the forest range station in the morning, he used the message function of the satellite relay phone to send voice messages to several people in the city. If the signal condition improved, the messages would naturally be delivered to other people's mobile phones.

"Yes, it's me. Sister Xiaoqian, how are you doing there?" Lang Hua asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine...Zila Zila...I...kept my home...Zila...safe... now..."

The sound coming from the receiver was intermittent, and Lang Hua couldn't help but frown.

"Sister Xiaoqian, where are you now?"

"I...Zila...Zila...Ding, the call has been interrupted...Please move to an area with good signal."

Lang Hua's hand squeezed the phone until it creaked: "Damn signal interference, where are you, Sister Xiaoqian?"

The violent braking just now caused a huge noise, and the black corpses around the road gradually gathered around.

Lang Hua got on the motorcycle, looked around, and took the high-rise residential building not far away as his target.

…

At the same time, inside Lin’s Fitness Club in District 3, Shashi.

"Hey, Xiaohua, can you hear me?" Lin Qian paced back and forth in the room anxiously. It wasn't until the receiver repeatedly mentioned "communication has been interrupted" that she put away her phone and threw herself on the bed.

"Miss", the door was pushed open and Li Dong came in.

Lin Qian was furious and shouted at him: "Get out! Didn't I tell you not to enter my room?"

Although a hint of anger arose in his heart, Li Dong remained uncharacteristically motionless, as if he was nailed to the spot.

Lin Qian, who was anxious, had not realized that this man, who was one year younger than him, was much bolder than the cowardly and introverted person before the disaster.

Li Dong looked directly at Lin Qian and said, "That group of people must ask you to go over and talk to them."

Lin Qian rolled around on the bed in boredom and said dissatisfied: "Why are they ordering me? If I hadn't given them the weapons I brought from home, if I hadn't told them the vital points of the black corpse... they would have long ago

He died in the hands of the black corpse. If I had known better, I shouldn't have opened the door and asked you to let him go.

Come in..."

Li Dong interrupted her and said, "There are many of them."

Lin Qian suddenly stopped talking. She remembered the changes in these people after the disaster: some people became stronger, some people became faster, and there was even one whose skin was covered with thick cuticles and was not afraid of the scratches of the black corpse.

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Only she, Lin Qian, had everything as before after waking up. Although she had a good foundation in martial arts, she had never hurt anyone or seen blood. Even Li Dong and Xiao Chen here had become much stronger.

No chance of winning.

Besides, there is another timid and skinny dragster - female employee Xiaoying.

Lin Qian sat up from the bed holding the pillow and muttered: "Why don't I have to go if there are you and Xiao Chen..."

This is also what makes Li Dong privately angry - he is so powerful now that he is actually recognized as a subordinate of a woman.

He should obviously be the leader.

Li Dong concealed his awakening ability. It was not just that his strength increased by a few percent, but that it tripled!

Li Dong could feel it - it was three times as much.

After passing the initial adaptation stage, he felt an abundance of strength every moment. At the same time, a feeling called "confidence" was being built.

Li Dong took the opportunity to hide this truth as his trump card and support.

And he didn't think he could move freely among seven armed adult men.

What's more, Huang Shan among that group of people is the awakened person with the ability "Horn Armor".

"It would be nice to have that person's horny armor again," Li Dong thought.

If Lang Hua were here, he would definitely recognize that the awakening ability in Li Dong was exactly the "giant power" he dreamed of.

And Li Dong is not Lang Hua, so he doesn't know that it is actually very simple to realize his idea just now - just kill that person and then swallow his crystal core...

This method of obtaining crystal nucleus energy and ability factors by directly swallowing heterologous crystal nuclei was vividly called "naked swallowing" by people in previous lives.

If the correct formula is attached when swallowing the alien homologous crystal core, the possibility of successfully seizing the opponent's ability will be much higher than the 20% chance of swallowing it naked.

But Lang Hua knew that a 20% probability was enough to make many people take risks. So he never announced this information on the forum.

Lin Qian pouted and continued to mutter: "You and Xiao Chen have also awakened their abilities. We are not afraid of them. If only Lang Hua was here..."

Lin Qian couldn't continue because Li Dong opened the door and walked out.

"Please be there tonight," he said.

Finally, he turned around and added, "You just know that we are protecting you now."

The moment after the door was closed, Li Dong's eyes turned gloomy.

The empty corridor was dark, and it took a long time before a sentence floated out——

"Lang Hua...Lang Hua again."

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"Squeak!" Lang Hua stopped the car in front of this residential building.

This is the tallest building nearby. The height bonus of thirty to fifty meters gives Lang Hua hope of making another call.

The dozens of black corpses on the national highway were far behind him and could not pose a threat to Lang Hua for the time being.

As for the black corpses in residential buildings, most of them were locked up in their houses because the disaster occurred at night.

If they want to break out with their own strength, they have to wait until they are strengthened at least twice by black mist of the same size.

And a scene like the black mist erupting in "Advent" is not something you can just imagine.

Lang Hua hid the motorcycle in the nearby bushes.

During this period, at least five more black corpses slapped the windows on the first floor and roared at him.

But Lang Hua ignored it, broke open the unit door, and rushed steadily towards the rooftop platform.

During this process, he only encountered three black corpses in the corridor, all of which were easily dispatched by him with a dagger.

"arrive."

Lang Hua stared at the locked roof cover in front of him and was troubled.

Even after thirteen years of experience in his previous life, Lang Hua had never learned any skills related to unlocking.

There has never been anyone who is omnipotent and wise in an absolute sense, and Lang Hua is no exception.

"I have to do it forcefully," Lang Hua pondered and made his decision.

…

This kind of key can only be found in the office of the community, or on the possession of a certain property manager. But he does not have time to do such unnecessary things as finding a needle in a haystack.

Lang Hua pulled out the manganese steel machete from the knife bag behind him. The blade was stained with blood but still had a cold glow.

"Ha", he exhaled and turned around to strike at the alloy connection of the copper padlock. This required very high precision, which greatly limited Lang Hua's power.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

After five consecutive blows, Lang Hua finally succeeded in breaking through the last obstacle. He stretched out his hand to push open the cover, and after using the probe to confirm that it was safe, he jumped over and climbed up.

At this time, the setting sun is halfway down the sky, spreading the last light of the day onto the earth.

The black mist surged gently with the airflow, and the machete that Lang Hua carried behind his back flashed with cold light.

There are gaps all over the blade, which is already a dangerous limit for a main battle weapon.

Even the manganese steel machete with super hardness showed an embarrassing and heavy load in the cruel apocalyptic fight.

"Dingling bell..."

Only then did Lang Hua have the opportunity to free up his hands and dial Lin Qian's number again.