Self-cultivation of Kuaichuan Green Tea

Chapter 150 The Experimental Body of the End Times (3)

Qu Lingyuan took a deep breath and forced herself not to hit his handsome face with her fist.

"Do you know what an artificial human experiment is?" He lowered his voice and asked.

An Lingya was stunned for a moment, and her face turned serious: "I heard some news, why, what do you know?"

Qu Lingyuan smiled, her raised phoenix eyes curved into an arc, she stared at An Lingya and said, "I am an experimental subject, although he is a man, but his memory is wrongly implanted, it is a woman's memory, do you have any opinions?"

"...No problem." An Lingya swallowed.

It's hard to imagine that such a peerless beautiful boy is actually a man's appearance and a woman's thinking.

After all, he is actually an experimental subject?

"Isn't the experimental subject made by the military? Why did you..." An Lingya looked at Qu Lingyuan suspiciously, afraid that he might have some conspiracy.

Knowing that they would not let go of their suspicions, Qu Lingyuan explained truthfully: "The military is too inhumane to the experimental subjects, so I escaped, and I want to stay here."

An Lingya was silent.

This person is an artificial human experiment subject who escaped from the military. I don't know if the military will hunt him down. If it hurts the barrier, it is not worth the loss.

He is willing to keep this person. After all, there are not many survivors, and artificial humans are not much different from normal humans.

But there are a lot of people in the barrier. Although he is the leader, he cannot make decisions for the vast majority of people.

"What do you guys think?" An Lingya turned her head and looked at the few people following her, asking for their opinions.

"The escaped experimental subject...is it too dangerous?" A person frowned at Qu Lingyuan, as if he was a big trouble.

Everyone's reaction was similar, An Lingya was hesitating whether to reject him.

Qu Lingyuan raised her hand to stop him from making a sound, stared straight at him, and said in a calm tone, "I'm useful, and it's very useful to you."

An Lingya raised her eyebrows and looked at him unexpectedly: "What's the use of you?"

With a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, Qu Lingyuan listed her special features one by one: "I have a stronger physique than ordinary humans. I have been injected with antibodies, and I will not mutate even if I am bitten and scratched by zombies. in addition…"

He paused, raised his arm, and pointed to a weapon in a man's hand.

"That chemical flamethrower, no fuel."

The person holding the injector was slightly startled, looked at the weapon in his hand, and nodded: "No."

I really don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this young man's gourd. It is useless to judge whether he has the ability to fuel ammunition, right?
"Lend me to use." Qu Lingyuan stretched out her beautiful palm, and her white wrist seemed to reflect the sunlight, which was dazzling.

No one would doubt his identity as an artificial experimental subject.

In this last days, there are no scars on the body, the clothes are clean, the skin is fair, and he is raised like a nobleman.

Who else can do it?

The person holding the jet turned to look at An Lingya, as if seeking his advice.

"Give it to him." An Lingya's sharp eagle eyes never left Qu Lingyuan's body, and her thin lips that were cut like a knife lightly pressed together.

No fuel of any kind, presumably harmless.

"Thank you." Qu Lingyuan thanked in a low voice, and took the injector handed over by the other party.

It's not small, but it doesn't seem to weigh much in his hands.

Smiling brightly at everyone, he jumped off the barrier and followed the iron chain to get closer to the army of zombies under the barrier.

The hoarse roar made the eardrums sting, and many people gradually got used to this sound while fleeing, but Qu Lingyuan was not used to it.

"He's crazy, that thing has no fuel." The man who handed the injector frowned tightly.

The boy is either crazy or a fool.

Everyone feels so.

Qu Lingyuan hung herself firmly on the iron chain, and the zombies below stretched out their arms and barely touched the soles of his shoes, with no attack power at all.

Holding up the chemical flamethrower, under the gaze of many eyes on the barrier, flames spewed out from his hand, and the tongue of fire licked the zombies in front of the gate, cremating them.

How to eliminate zombies?

Break the spine and blow the head off.

Otherwise, only cremation.

The resources in the last days are too scarce, even the military cannot use weapons and ammunition at will.

Everyone is shabby.

If you are poor, you can shoot accurately, and if you are rich, you can cover firepower.

In order to save bullets, most people try their best to get a headshot with one shot, or simply close combat to twist the zombie's head.

And Qu Lingyuan moves the arsenal, do you think you are afraid?
"I'm sure that thing has no fuel." The person who said Qu Lingyuan was stupid at the beginning felt a little skeptical about life.

"Then how to explain this!"

"How would I know!"

Everyone on the barrier looked at each other, feeling confused.

Soon, a small open space was cleared in front of the gate, and the unruly boy was still playing with the jet in high spirits.

He jumped off the chain, and slowly expanded his territory outwards from the gate of the barrier.

"I'm pretty sure that flamethrower won't hold that much fuel either!" shouted the man on the rampart.

An Lingya rested her chin and fell into deep thought.

That person named Qu Lingyuan, his clothes are light, simple and neat, it is impossible to hide so much fuel on his body.

What's more, with so many eyes on him on the ramparts, no one has seen him refuel.

It wasn't until a large fan-shaped space was cleared in front of the barrier that Qu Lingyuan got tired of playing and climbed up the barrier from the chain.

The flames burn cleaner than guns and bullets. There won't be a lot of blood and broken limbs on the ground, and the zombies will all turn into black charcoal.

Zombies are dead people, their blood will not flow, it has already dried up in the body, if it splashes on a person during a fight, it will stick to you forever.

Taking a bath is not an easy task. Water resources in many places are polluted, and the water for bathing is not as good as quenching your thirst.

Is cleanliness more important than life?The answer is obvious.

"you"

As Qu Lingyuan jumped onto the barrier, everyone stepped back a few steps except An Lingya.

Throwing the injector to the original person, Qu Lingyuan raised her hands and said with a smile, "I won't hurt you, I just want to tell you that I have special abilities."

"Special ability? Fuel?" An Lingya raised her eyebrows and sized him up curiously.

"Not just fuel, any gun without ammunition, I can fill it with a touch." Qu Lingyuan generously told them her ability.

Humans can mutate into zombies, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to evolve a superpower.

It sounds unreliable, but in the eyes of everyone, he looks like a charlatan.

An Lingya didn't answer, she reached out to lift his clothes, trying to see if there was any mechanism to hide things.

Reflexively, she used her arms to block his movements, and Qu Lingyuan's face turned reddish: "Why are you lifting my clothes?"

An Lingya looked at the blush on his white and tender cheeks, but didn't react at all, her long eyebrows trembled: "We are all brothers, why are you being so coy? You look like a bitch."

　Guess how in this world our Brother Qu will attack the male lead?

　　grateful.Xinbao, who heard that God loves wind and gentleness, is loved by Sister Ran.A tip from two babies~
　　Two new harem fans, I owe you two QAQs
　　
　
(End of this chapter)