Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 732 Alien Paradise (31)

"I don't know how many dungeon worlds are merged into one world, but the upper limit is so high. It can't be that the NPC natives are basically all the latest Transcendent level." Wu Mingkong hid in a room in a residential building, He restrained all his sword energy without letting out a single bit.

Originally, he wanted to find some native plants in this place full of zombies, but he found that there were no plants at all, and it was probably cold because he couldn't bear it.

"I don't know how this group of zombies survive without the ecological circle. It's not true that they won't die without eating." Wu Mingkong looked at the zombies wandering below. Seriously, the gas in the body is swollen, and it looks like a big fat man.

It is also these low-level zombies that will give birth to various terrifying zombies in the next step of evolution.

Such as zombies floating in the air in the shape of clouds, and zombies disguised as land that does not know how long their bodies are.

There are also more serious zombies, such as some corpse kings, who can control corpses, thunder and flames. Wu Mingkong even saw a zombie born from his own thinking and with a highly developed brain.

This zombie poses the greatest threat to Wu Mingkong, not for anything else, but because this zombie has a good brain.

Other zombies either have their abilities or their bodies, but this one is different, it has their intelligence.

If Gou reached the late stage, Wu Mingkong might not be the opponent of this zombie. Unfortunately, it was still the early stage, and he was not Wu Mingkong's opponent if he only used intelligence. A flying sword killed the opponent.

The gloomy sky gradually darkened, and all kinds of ping-pong-pong movements finally stopped. Today can be said to be the most lively day.

The impact of the appearance of the players on the entire dungeon world is immeasurable.

At least it brought a bit of hustle and bustle from the original lifelessness, and also stepped on the accelerator for those slow-evolving zombies, and a wave of high-speed evolution came directly.

Wu Mingkong looked at the darkened sky, and picked up a newspaper with mud and blood on it.

[Shocked, a cannibalism appeared at the gate of a community]

This is a newspaper that Wu Mingkong saw with sharp eyes when he was running, but it has been floating outside for a long time, with dirt on it, and most of it can't be seen clearly, but judging from the title, this newspaper should be just out of zombies During that period of time, that is to say, there was actually a buffer period for the appearance of zombies, otherwise there would never be a chance to publish newspapers.

"I don't know how long it took from human society to zombie paradise." Although Wu Mingkong didn't know if there were any survivors, he could be sure that things would never be that simple.

The appearance of this newspaper let Wu Mingkong know that the zombies definitely did not appear out of thin air, but were triggered by some kind of incentive.

"Judging from the current depression situation, I don't know if the Internet still exists." In fact, as long as you can access the Internet, you can basically find out the cause and effect. Unfortunately, let alone the Internet now, because there is no one, and the electricity is estimated to be gone. , where there is still a network.

This world is obviously a modern world. Wu Mingkong has seen many modern facilities such as TV and computer in this room. It stands to reason that in such a modern world, even if there are zombies, it is impossible for all races to appear. The thing about extermination, not to mention the military, is that the local firefighters can deal with a lot of zombies.

"There must be something wrong in this world." Wu Mingkong looked at the clouds hidden by the night, that is, the horrible zombie that gnawed on a spaceship this morning, and Wu Mingkong reckoned that he was definitely not its opponent.

Wu Mingkong doesn't think that this level of zombies can be evolved through natural evolution. After all, they are both zombies, and they still beg for food on the ground with a big belly. species problem.

Although the zombies are not limited to humans, even those cats, dogs, lions and tigers have all become zombies, but such a large body floating in the air, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit raising the coffin of those biologists.

No, zombies have lifted the biologists' coffin since their appearance, and this kind of unscientific evolution is nothing.

As night fell, the first batch of players completely entered a state of concealment, and the second batch of players also began to officially come out.

The players are basically heterogeneous, with a small number of humans.

There are many alien species that are nocturnal, such as vampires, werewolves, or some strange races. These races get up as soon as the day comes, and they don't move at all, except for those who are unlucky and drawn in by the war.

It's just that there are not only nocturnal heterogeneous players at night, but also more active zombies at night. Although zombies are not divided into day and night, evolution will make the various changes of these zombies diverge. This is the origin of nocturnal zombies.

Wu Mingkong stared out of the window blankly. At some point, a giant bat that looked like the ghoul back then, and a zombie like a hairless owl was lying outside the window, and Wu Mingkong looked at each other.

If the zombie goes up a little higher and Wu Mingkong looks at the opponent's legs, Wu Mingkong can tell whether the zombie is a bat or an owl. After all, owls are famous for their long legs, even without hair, Wu Mingkong can It can be distinguished from the opponent's legs.

After moving the ground a little, he found that the zombie had obviously found him, so he turned his head because of the other party, and his eyes never changed. He kept looking at him without squinting. The window just looked at Wu Mingkong.

And Wu Mingkong happened to be idle, so he just found a chair and sat down, looking at the zombie just like that.

Although this zombie is ugly, I don't know if it's an owl or a bat, and it's bald and hairless, but fortunately, it doesn't bite, which makes Wu Mingkong feel very relieved, who doesn't like a good zombie who understands civilization and manners.

Looking at it, Wu Mingkong found that there seemed to be something wrong with this zombie. He looked carefully several times, and he always felt that there seemed to be a few delicate cracks on the body of this zombie. A little unsure.

So out of curiosity, he took a close look at it, just to see if he was wrong about it.

He is just a wisp of consciousness, not his body. It is normal to misunderstand this kind of thing. Although he has so many blessings on him now, in fact, in his perception, he is actually an ordinary person, and all blessings are The shell given to him by Heterogeneous Paradise is completely fake, whether it is skills or physical and mental attributes, all are fake. Although it can be used, it does not prevent the ownership of these things from Heterogeneous Paradise and not them. player.

Wu Mingkong got closer, and he found that these cracks were not his illusions, but real.

Because just as Wu Mingkong took a closer look, the zombie suddenly began to split apart, like a flower bone in full bloom. At this moment, Wu Mingkong could also clearly see the lower body of the zombie.

The lower body of this zombie has no legs at all, which also made Wu Mingkong want to judge whether this zombie is an owl or a bat through the legs, but the matter ended without a problem.

Carrying it from top to bottom, the lower body of this zombie is a large string of octopus tentacles. Although I don't know why a zombie that looks like land has a lower body of marine life, it does not prevent Wu Mingkong from seeing this zombie. That blooming upper body produces bold ideas.

Wu Mingkong opened the window with lightning speed, and pulled the zombie with its upper body in full bloom into the room. Wu Mingkong didn't forget to poke his head out to see if anyone noticed it. Fortunately, he The place chosen today is still very remote, basically no one will come here, except for the densely packed zombies.

I don't know where so many zombies come from. In the case of zombies, I'm afraid they can't give birth to cubs. How do these zombies maintain their population?You can't rely on refreshing it.

After this flowering octopus was pulled in by Wu Mingkong, it suddenly exploded. The tentacles on the lower body kept sweeping around, and then hit the sword energy and was cut apart. The flowering upper body was divided into eight petals. Each petal is full of toughness and extremely flexible. Wu Mingkong even suspected that this thing might be able to stretch ten times.

"No, it must be a hundred times." Wu Mingkong grabbed one of the petals that were about to hit his head with a blank expression, and he was ready to strike.

Starting with this petal, Wu Mingkong feels soft and very resilient, and it seems that the surface is covered with a layer of mucous membrane, and there are some raised sarcoids, as if something is constantly beating inside, very regular .

Then Wu Mingkong knew what it was. The sarcoma exploded on Wu Mingkong's hand, and tiny bugs kept trying to get under his skin.

I don't know what kind of bug it was, but it was very strong, and it really got in, and then there was nothing else.

The body of Wu Mingkong's game character is no longer a normal person's body because of the "Qingdi Longevity Sutra".

Meat is mud, blood is water, and bones are fertilizer. These insects enter Wu Mingkong's body, which is to compete with those spiritual plants for jobs. up.

"Don't be afraid, I'll check your body." Hundreds of sword qi were nailed to the flowering octopus, making every petal and every tentacle of it unable to move.

He casually summoned a sword qi with a sharp golden sword intent, held it in his hand, and walked towards the flowering octopus zombie with a gentle face. It looked like it was going to be dissected, but more like a slaughter.

Send samples to your door, you can't let it go away.

This thing is strange, and it is indeed strange. Wu Mingkong has been running for a day, except for low-level zombies, any zombies that have evolved will appear different.

The low-level zombies are rotten in the same way, and the evolved zombies are ugly in their own way, comparable to Wu Mingkong's body
No, Wu Ming Kong Chou is more imposing than them.

The next day, the sky was still gloomy, and the sun was probably blocked by that cloud zombie. Fortunately, the light transmission of that cloud zombie was not bad, and the sunlight could still shine in, at least not completely blocked, making the entire building The city was plunged into darkness.

Outside the window, a unique zombie skin is fluttering in the wind. It was peeled by Wu Mingkong last night. The craftsmanship has not deteriorated, at least not worse than the body. Unfortunately, there is no sun, so Wu Mingkong can only dry it in the shade first.

The tentacles in the lower part, Wu Mingkong, found a few intact green peppers in the refrigerator in the morning and fried them, and cut some petal meat for stewing. Seeing the toughness, the stewed soup should taste okay. , I also took out some water, originally wanted to make some noodles, but then I thought about it, let’s just bake it, as for the rest, it took several garbage bags to fill it, and put it in the refrigerator to prevent it from rotting , even if the rot itself is very serious.

After Wu Mingkong finished cooking the table of meals, he remembered one thing. It is true that the food is delicious, but is it really edible?

This is a zombie, it's still rotten, even if Wu Mingkong put on a good-looking appearance.

He dared to drop the chopsticks, because he was afraid that he, a game character, would not be able to hold it. What if the chopsticks fell into his mouth and directly gave him an infection debuff?

While Wu Mingkong was hesitating, some players were attracted by Wu Mingkong's food, it was so delicious, even if it was just oily smoke, some players followed the smell.

As for the zombies?

There has been a riot a long time ago, but the zombies are stupid, and Wu Mingkong is at the top, so there is nothing wrong at present, and with the skin of Wu Mingkong dried in the shade outside, no zombies dare to come.

The player is different, a blue dragon directly ran into it and turned into a strong man, smelling the food on Wu Mingkong's table, his face was full of intoxication.

"It's delicious, brother, don't you suggest me to take a bite?" Lan Longyan looked at it eagerly.

Wu Mingkong had black lines all over his face: "Let me tell you, you are not afraid of me being poisoned?"

The blue dragon didn't care about it: "It's just a game, you can earn such a meal."

"Just one bite, not too much." Wu Mingkong said, handing the blue dragon a pair of chopsticks casually.

Unexpectedly, the blue dragon didn't answer, but smiled: "Just one bite, don't dirty your chopsticks."

Then he stuck out his tongue, rolled it again, and directly rolled all the zombie meat on the table into his mouth, chewing it continuously, saying that one bite, it was really one bite, not much at all, very honest.

After the other party swallowed it, Wu Mingkong asked, "How does it taste?"

"Brother, I have to say, your skills are top-notch, S-level cooking skills, like this, you report an ID, and I will take you in the next multiplayer dungeon, brother, you just need to cook and wait to lie down and win." "Lan Long looked at Wu Mingkong, who looked like a hairy potato, but didn't see that Wu Mingkong was a person, and thought it was a special kind.

As for sword energy?Wu Mingkong had hidden the sword energy long ago, and the other party didn't find it.

"Which, I want to ask, do you feel unwell?"

Lan Long glanced at his status bar, there was nothing wrong with it, his face remained unchanged, he just took it as Wu Mingkong to scare him: "No, brother, what kind of meat is this, it tastes good."

"That's good. I thought there would be problems if eating zombie meat." Wu Mingkong also heaved a sigh of relief, which showed that with his cooking skills, the zombie meat was still edible.

However, the face of the blue dragon changed instantly, how delicious it was when he ate it, and how disgusting his stomach is now.

Of course he knew what a zombie looked like, and the rancid smell that could be smelled three miles away made his whole dragon feel bad.

Unexpectedly, he ate with great relish today.

"Brother, do you want more? I still have a refrigerator here. If you want, I will make it all for you, and I will give you a zombie feast." Wu Mingkong said that you must not be full.

Blue Dragon's face was very reluctant: "No, no need brother, next time, next time."

Eat again?How is this possible, now he feels that his stomach is churning up and down, and he wants to vomit it out. This kind of psychological discomfort soon affects his physiology. He originally wanted to vomit it out, but the taste is so delicious , Let his physical and psychological senses and thinking collide with each other, whether he vomits or not vomits for a while, it makes him extremely uncomfortable.

"That's such a pity."

"It's not a pity, it's not a pity, that dragon won't eat it, I'll eat it." As he spoke, a giant owl turned into a human form and walked in through the hole hit by the blue dragon.

This is a male elf druid, who looks to be of extraordinary strength, and is no worse than a blue dragon. According to the conversion, he is probably a legendary druid. Unfortunately, he was suppressed into a human being. The elf's nature was completely suppressed by the human character. Now even if it is restored, it is just a druid in elf skin.

"Are you sure?" Wu Mingkong felt that this might be an old gourmet who only cares about the delicious food, not the ingredients.

"That is, the blue dragon is not good, how can I be worse than him?" The elf druid glanced at the blue dragon and knew that this guy had eaten it.

Wu Mingkong nodded, disapproving, and took out a large bag of black garbage bags from the refrigerator. The rancid smell made Druid freeze up. Now he understands why the blue dragon refused to eat.

Is the dish co-authored with this table zombie meat?
Hasty, didn't listen to all the words, and made a mistake that caused eternal hatred. Even if he wanted to leave now, the blue dragon would still be watching. It's rare to meet someone as unlucky as him, how could he let him escape.

As for killing Wu Mingkong?

This is not urgent, the game has just begun, not to mention, how can the winning or losing of a game be comparable to that of a player with S-level cooking skills?

Judging from being able to make zombie meat so delicious, you know that this hairy potato is an amazing cook. As long as you become a friend, you can eat good food in every copy, which is not more cost-effective than a game, even if the reward Rich, but whether it is a blue dragon or an elf druid, they all know that they basically have no chance of winning.

Unless all the players can be dealt with in one day, the existence of those legionaries has already begun to sweep the four sides to occupy the territory, not to mention there are players who summon the bosses. Thicker than their bodies, how can this be beaten?
(End of this chapter)