Chu Donglin had already discovered the rapid healing of the wound.

After being injured a few times before, he found that the energy in his body would be automatically transported to accelerate the healing of the wound.

If you can take energy tuberculosis after being injured, the body will split a stream of energy from the absorbed to repair the wound, and even the serious injury can recover quickly.

Last night, Chu Donglin was fighting with the mutant zombie with bone spurs on the back of his hand in the supermarket, and a big hole had been opened in his chest.

But after eating the energy tuberculosis, I took a nap and my chest injury recovered when I woke up this morning.

This recovery speed is simply incredible - but the cost is quite high, at least the energy consumption really makes him feel heartbroken.

Therefore, in battle, when you can generally avoid injuries, Chu Donglin is trying his best to avoid injuries.

After all, if the wound consumes a little more energy, he will absorb less energy, and the evolution process will be delayed a little more, which is simply not worth the cost.

However, this time, the evolution of this mutant rooster was too high. If Chu Donglin hadn't used various weapons to form a strange suppression on it, I would have been afraid that zombies of Chu Donglin's level would have been easily killed by it.

Moreover, the energy provided by this energy crystal to Chu Donglin was actually more than the total energy of the previous three mutant zombies, and even more!

The moment Chu Dong took the energy nodule, a powerful energy rose from his lower abdomen and instantly spread to his whole body.

Chu Donglin's body was shocked, and he could feel the energy rapidly transforming his body.

The hot feeling surged in the body, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, was filled with the fiery feeling. It was as if the inside of the body had turned into a hot spring, constantly bursting out of high temperatures.

This evolution lasted for more than half an hour.

Although Chu Donglin still has not evolved to the second level, he can feel the abundant powerful force in his body. Compared with him before, this half-hour transformation has completely transformed him.

When the remaining energy after the transformation was completed, the energy that had risen from all over his body and then fell into his mind and then crystallized, Chu Donglin's whole body was shocked and he let out a refreshing roar.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Chu Donglin punched the railing beside him.

Only a loud noise was heard, and a harsh buzzing sound, the stainless steel iron railing was bent down by him!

The place where the fist hit was as if it was hit by a giant hammer, the hollow stainless steel railing was twisted and sunken, which was trembling at first glance.

If such force hits a living person, I am afraid that an adult will be killed instantly and all the bones will be broken!

And not only that.

Chu Donglin stretched out his right hand and touched his arm. He saw a strong muscle bulge under the pale skin. Chu Donglin bounced his fingers, feeling like he was bounced on the surface of a stone.

He knew this was not an illusion, his physical defense had indeed become stronger.

Because when he used a knife to cut his body, his body, which was originally fragile and could be cut with a slight pull, was so tough that it was not as tough as a human being and could not be cut at all.

He gradually increased his strength, and only after the force applied exceeded that of an ordinary person, he cut a small mouth on his arm.

After touching the blade with some gaps, Chu Donglin's hands were so numb when he cut off the head of the mutant rooster before, as if he had hit a stone. It turned out that the zombie who had evolved to this level had become so tough.

"Huh...this sister..." Chu Donglin felt the powerful power in his body and felt a little complicated.

He is just a first-level zombie, so how terrible are the second-level zombies like the White Wolf? Originally, Chu Donglin thought that ordinary light machine guns could deal with the White Wolf, but now that he understood the power of mutant zombies, he began to doubt his judgment.

Moreover, there may be third-level zombies above the second-level zombies.

First-level zombies are already so terrible. What kind of monster are they zombies at that level? Does humans without heavy weapons still have hope of surviving when facing such zombies?

Thinking of the little girl at home, Chu Donglin couldn't help but clench his fists, and the goal of becoming stronger was even more urgent.

He is a zombie, high-level zombies look down on him, low-level zombies cannot threaten him, and only zombies of the same level are his enemies. As long as you are careful, he is not that dangerous after all.

But Shishi is different. For all zombies, the living humans are delicious.

Even if high-level zombies no longer need to eat human flesh, the flesh and blood of living people is still attractive to them.

If Shishi was discovered by a more powerful mutant zombie one day, Chu Donglin could not imagine what the scene would be like...

"Be stronger... Even if it's to protect Shishi to survive, I want to become the strongest zombie in this city!"

Cut his fists tightly, Chu Donglin made a secret oath. And only when he became stronger could he be qualified to cross the land of the three provinces and return to his hometown in Wangcheng to find his parents.

He kicked the corpse of the mutant rooster as big as a calf to the side, and Chu Donglin strode towards the gate of the vegetable market.

There are such powerful mutant zombies in this dark vegetable market. I am afraid that all living things will not be spared. Staying there will be a waste of time. He plans to go directly to the next vegetable market to take a look.

But before that, Chu Donglin felt that he had to add some fuel to the motorcycle.

Looking at the pointer on the gas gauge, Chu Donglin shrugged and rode his motorcycle in another direction.

Although Chu Donglin didn't know much about Licheng, he has been here many times in the city center, so he basically has some basic public facilities.

But to be honest, it is not reliable to reflect this kind of thing itself. Chu Donglin once again proved that his vague memory could not be trusted. He walked around the street twice in the direction of his memory, and then he was very happy to be lost.

"Do you want to be so mean?"

Chu Donglin stayed nearby for more than half an hour, but still couldn't find the gas station in his memory, and was stunned.

It was not until he rode a motorcycle to hit the thirteenth unlucky zombie that Chu Donglin found the gas station. At this time, it was almost noon.

"It hurts so much."

In the noon sun, Chu Donglin rode a motorcycle to the gas station.

The first thing that caught his eye was that the zombies in work clothes were lying on the ground without moving, and their heads were broken, which was terrible.

Moreover, looking at the pools of blood that had not completely dried up, it was obvious that the murderer should be nearby and did not go far.

Chu Donglin subconsciously swept the surroundings and found that there were almost no zombies on the empty street. This is a relatively remote street, and it is normal for this kind of situation, but those survivors... um...

Chu Donglin's eyes stopped at the supermarket gate of the gas station, and he could see a line of bloody footprints disappearing behind the glass gate. At this time, the transparent glass gate had been locked to death, and several shocking dark red blood stains were splashed on it.

As for the interior of the supermarket, there was no sign of anyone.

Chu Donglin shrugged, too lazy to care about the unknown number of survivors in the supermarket.

He rode his bike into the gas station and was about to leave after refueling himself. Anyway, although he was not afraid of these survivors, he had no interest in caring about their affairs.

Shishi's affairs taught Chu Donglin a good lesson. In the face of the survival crisis of the end of the world, human kindness really cannot stand the test.

No matter whether the survivors here are good people or bad people, whether they are alive or dead now, they have nothing to do with Chu Donglin. Just take care of yourself.

However, Donglin was soon stunned. When he picked up the fuel gun and pressed it for a long time without any response, he remembered that the electricity in the city was now paralyzed.

Without electric power, the gas station's oil pump is not working and the gas gun cannot draw oil. So how can he refuel the motorcycle?

In the end, Chu Donglin turned his attention to the supermarket at the gas station - maybe there were several barrels of barrels of gasoline inside?

Ahem... Although Chu Donglin himself knew that this fantasy was unreliable, since he had arrived, he could not return empty-handed, right?

Chu Donglin held a machete in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand. He kicked open the glass door of the supermarket expressionlessly and walked in with a swagger.

"Big sister! No, that kid really went in!"

Just as Chu Donglin stepped into the supermarket gate, a young man about 18 years old screamed nervously in the window of the second floor of a residential building opposite the gas station.

His shout instantly attracted everyone's attention in the room, and then the remaining few people rushed to the window and sighed at the empty gas station.

"I've really entered? Why should this kid seek death?"

"Maybe he thought there was something good in the supermarket? Well... it's a tragedy."

"Why don't we remind him?"

"Who knows he is a good person or a bad person? What if he stays with us then? Don't forget the bastard the day before yesterday. We just saved his life, and turned around and almost killed us."

"Hey... I guess, the incident happened, it was too late to say anything, this kid must be dead."

The girl who was called Big Sister by the young man was actually not very old, about twenty-one or twenty years old. She had a symmetrical and slim figure, with long black hair hanging down to her shoulders, and had a certain heart-warming temperament like an ancient ladies.

Not many girls, she can’t see the weak and delicate aura on her body, but she is not as tough as most strong women. The feeling of being gentle like the wind is worse than being calm and calm.

In the crisis of the end of the world, there is no panic at all. The disease in the beautiful eyes does not have the confusion and fear of the vast majority of survivors who are anxious and confused all day long. The firm and calm eyes are enough to stabilize all fears in people's hearts.

Walking calmly to the window and looking at the motorcycle parked in the gas station from afar, Ban Qingya shook her head and said, "Maybe I can't die."

She looked at the blood stains stained when countless zombies were knocked away from the front of the motorcycle, and said, "This survivor is different from us. He is more unscrupulous and stronger. He dares to ride a motorcycle in this city where zombies are everywhere. He must have his own support... Maybe he has a gun on his body."

As soon as Ban Qingya finished speaking, two gunshots came from the gas station.

"Damn it! Shooting in a gas station, is this guy crazy?"

A group of people were stunned. Although the gunshot stopped ringing after only two times, it was true that the gunshot was true... Is that guy crazy? He fired a gun at the gas station, wasn't he afraid of causing an explosion and blowing himself into pieces?

In front of the window, Ban Qingya smiled bitterly, "It seems that his behavior is a bit reckless...or is it that some of his limbs are well-developed and simple-minded?"

Next, a crisp sound of ping-pong came from afar in the supermarket, and it was obvious that the game was very lively.

In this dead city, the sounds were heard very far away, even here across the street could be heard clearly.

"I don't know whether my mind is simple or not, but is this guy really a human?"

The young man who had called out before shuddered and said, "There are mutated zombies that have evolved once, and they also have that weird superpower. As a result, this guy can fight him for so long... Is this really something that humans can do?"

Ban Qingya listened with her head down and was a little confused, "If she could defend against the superpowers of that zombie and had weapons in her hand, a martial artist who had been practicing martial arts for many years could indeed compete with the mutated zombie. But that ability was extremely strange, how did he deal with it?"

The sound of ping-pong in the gas station lasted for three minutes before it completely stopped, and then fell into a strange dead silence.

Behind the windowsill, a group of people looked at each other for a long time, and were a little confused.

"It's over? Who wins?"
To be continued...