My Taoist priest, why are they all zombie skills?

Chapter 10 The giant plague poisonous mother, life and death!

After some careful investigation, Shen Yi quickly understood the shape of this world.

In the last eight years, countless viruses have broken out, and a large number of unimaginable zombie species have evolved.

The crawlers encountered in the steel factory before are the first-level mutants, and the predators encountered at the alley are called the second-level mutants.

They are all powerful, far exceeding the threat posed by ordinary zombies.

This city is called Night City, and there are many similar mutants lurking. Even Xu Menglu and the others don't know when one will suddenly appear.

According to the information given by Xu Menglu, the scientific research institute near the prison is six kilometers away.

Shen Yi didn't delay for a moment, and quickly rushed towards the predetermined direction.

After a short time, a huge building complex appeared in front of it, surrounded by power grids, and there were watchtowers standing upright.

"Hey, someone got there first?"

Shen Yi sighed lightly, and stopped outside the scientific research institute. Through the perception of Hongsha's rigid body, he could keenly smell that there were a lot of fresh life inside.

In addition, outside the open space of the scientific research institute, there were also many zombies lying horizontally, with their heads completely twisted off.

A flag was planted on the top of the watchtower, with a black skull imprinted on it, and two desert eagle pistols pierced through it.

Shen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly remembered the Night City organization mentioned in the conversation between Xu Menglu and Chen Shan - the Silver Moon Corps.

This is a powerful force known as an S-level organization, a powerhouse with a large number of mutation methods.

"That little girl was still thinking about the resources of the scientific research institute, but someone has already started to leave." Shen Yi murmured, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at the position of the watchtower, then quietly stepped forward, stepped into the scope of the scientific research institute like a ghost, and quickly disappeared.

Following the induction, Shen Yi quickly found the group of people, and looked at them coldly in the dark.

"Hiss, why is there a sudden chill coming out?"

There are more than twenty people in this team, all of them are well-equipped and obviously experienced in many battles.

One of the big bearded men suddenly shuddered.

He was wearing a black peaked cap, a large windbreaker, a broad saber pinned to his back, and two special pistols around his waist.

"Boss, this place seems a bit abnormal, the zombies outside are handled a little too easily." A short dwarf beside him frowned and said.

A group of people walked through the passage carefully, and came to a huge iron door. The power had already failed, and only brute force could open it.

Hearing this, the duck-tongued man pondered for a moment, then grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"There is nothing to worry about. This scientific research institute was abolished eight years ago. Everyone was sent away and fled, but the materials left behind are configured according to the six-month standard."

"If I'm not mistaken, most of the gasoline used by the generator should still be kept. Instead of being taken away by the people above, it's better for us brothers to enjoy it."

The resources of the doomsday world are extremely precious.

Gasoline, in particular, has become a common currency.

After these words fell, everyone in the Silver Moon Corps grinned.

The dwarf dwarf kept frowning, with an ominous premonition.

And as the iron door was blasted open, revealing the warehouse inside, his expression froze.

The sound of breathing in the audience seemed to have stopped, and pairs of eyes were staring straight at the supplies on the shelves and stored in wooden boxes.

"Coffee, cigarettes, red wine... There are still cans?" the duck-tongued man muttered to himself, and then ecstasy poured into his heart.

"Quick, move all these supplies away!"

The members of the Silver Moon Corps looked overjoyed and rushed forward to start the snatch.

Shen Yi in the hidden corner looked at this scene indifferently, judging from the aura of these people, they were not all good birds.

The one with the fewest kills has at least ten lives on it.

Especially the big man wearing the peaked cap, the hostility around him was tinged with the smell of blood, as if it was about to turn into substance.

Without the experience of cutting hundreds of people, it is impossible to form such a strong taste.

In the apocalypse, there are basically several types of people.

The first kind of person is commonly called the Holy Mother, because human nature exceeds reason, and they often live shortly.

The second type of people are self-protectionists. As long as their own interests are not involved, they will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

The third type is the Silver Moon Corps in front of them, devoid of humanity in disorderly chaos.

Although it is true that certain means are needed to survive in the apocalypse, this group of people has completely lost their humanity. If something unexpected happens, they must kill their companions first.

Shen Yi watched calmly from behind the scenes, watching their every move.

Until there was a strange movement, a shrill scream came from the warehouse, accompanied by splashes of blood, which caused everyone to look over in surprise.

"There are mutants! There are mutants!"

Screaming in panic resounded, and a member of the Silver Moon Corps fled from the depths holding a wooden box.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw a huge crawler behind him!
The duck-tongued man gasped, and yelled, "Don't panic, it's just one end!"

As soon as the words fell, screams came from beside him, and blood instantly splashed on his face and all over his body.

The duck-tongued man stepped back quickly, pulled out the saber behind him, and slashed at the second crawler.

In the blink of an eye, screams rang out from all over the warehouse, and at the same time that it fell into chaos, five creepers appeared!
Seeing this scene, the dwarf dwarf turned pale with fright, and turned to leave without looking back.

Obviously, this scientific research institute has become a zombie nest!

"Where are you going, shorty?"

The duck-tongued man cursed angrily. This saber weighed eighty catties, but it was as light as a feather in his hand.

During the horizontal cut, the creeper was disemboweled and his head was chopped off on the spot.

At the same time, the muscles of his whole body protruded like a dragon, and his speed became extremely fast. In the nick of time, he dodged the attack of the other crawler.

It seems that this first-level mutant is not that difficult for him to deal with.

"Zombie nest, this is zombie nest, I won't play with you anymore!"

The short dwarf yelled as he ran, his face was pale, and he just wanted to get out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

In just a moment, seven members were torn to pieces.

When he ran away in a hurry, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the inexplicable sharp edge opened and closed, gently slashing his neck.

With a plop, the dwarf dwarf fell to the ground.

His head was whirling around, and in the eyes staring at the fear before dying, a huge monster was reflected in it.

The whole body is pitch black, the giant pupils are shining with a strange red light, and the five claws are sharp enough to be two meters long.

There is even more green mist in the mouth and nose, it seems that as long as one inhales, it will die suddenly!

During the fight, the duck-tongued man suddenly turned his head and looked at it. The moment he saw such a picture, his whole body was like a bolt from the blue.

"Giant...giant pestilence mother?"

(End of this chapter)