3 Chapter 2: Eschatology

Tong Xia Leng laughed with a bitter laugh, when did she become so old, she shook her head and no longer thought about those past events that were almost forgotten.

He sat up and cheered up, swallowed the beetle's blood, and dried up to the faint stomach.

Wu Xia Leng picked up the knife again and was ready to decompose the giant beetle in front of him while his temporary strength was still slightly saturated.

Don't look at this hard-shelled worm, which weighs nearly a dozen pounds, but the edible meat that can be divided is at most two pounds. Most of the rest are armor and extra bones after mutation.

He skillfully operated a bone knife, first cut off the head of a beetle that had sucked the brain fluid, and took out a fingernail-sized black spar from his skull and put it in his pocket.

This kind of spar exists basically in the brain of every mutated creature, including various types of living corpses and baptizers.

The size and color of the crystals contained in the brain vary according to the type and strength of the creature.

At the beginning of summer Leng Leng studied the spar for a long time and found no other effects.

He also tried to swallow this kind of stones. Except that it caused difficulties in defecation the next day, he did not enhance his strength like the novel descriptions he had seen ...

Of course, this stone may not be useful to yourself, but in the eyes of some senior fortress managers, it is a treasure and the demand is far from enough.

Although I do n't know what use they want for this stone, and it is impossible to tell them these surviving refugees, they are willing to exchange it for various scarce resources.

Naturally, the spar in the brain of this mutant creature has become the universal currency in surviving humans in the last days.

Of course, according to the scarcity of spar, there is a corresponding gap in the resources that can be exchanged.

The black spar with the size of a nail in the hands of Xia Leng probably only exchanges for edible meat the size of a palm, or a pair of broken socks.

As he was about to continue to divide the other parts of the giant beetle, he suddenly heard a noise of footsteps from the quiet street ruins outside!

This made Xia Leng immediately stop the cutting action and lie on the dirty floor with vigilance!

In this world, in addition to mutant beasts that can pose a threat to you, there are other species that are more vicious than beasts.

This is why Xia Leng prefers to survive alone in the perilous outside ruins rather than go to the temporary camps to cooperate and survive.

Maybe everyone in the camp can take care of each other, and the success rate of hunting together has greatly increased.

But that's temporary harmony with adequate food distribution.

If one day, the creatures around the camp are hunted and the food inventory is emptied.

Then you have become the prey of the partners you once worked with.

Don't ask why you know so much, because Xia Leng was once a member of a camp.

A horrible scar of nearly tens of centimeters on his back completely cut off his trust in his kind.

Of course, the guy who caused this scar to Xia Leng is not much better. The bone blade in his hand is the leg bone of the betrayer ...

He lay on the ground and held his breath, focused on listening to the rushing footsteps on the street outside, and gradually approached the area.

Then in the back, there was a complicated and dense footsteps following.

Obviously, this should be a chase between hunters and prey.

The first footsteps running ahead were too anxious, I wonder if I was tripped over by a broken steel bar in a broken concrete block, and fell into the ruins after making a sound, it should not fall lightly. Wailing.

And listening to the sound, it seems like a girl?

"Hum! Smelly girl! Let you escape! Lao Tzu, as your master, doesn't even have the right to dominate you!"

The noisy footsteps behind him also caught up, followed by a vicious scoldingXia Leng, after hearing all this, had a general idea of ​​what was going on. It should be that the slaves in a certain camp could not stand the torture and escaped from the slave owner.

The rules of cowardly meat and strong food are common in all ages.

Only in the last days, this rule seems more primitive and barbaric.

Whoever has great strength, strong fists, and strong equipment, who has the right to speak in this world, no longer need to worry about the punishment of law and law, the condemnation of public opinion, and so on.

Hu Xia Leng quietly approached the window edge, looking at the situation on the street ruins while he and the darkness merged together.

Are these guys shouting loudly outside, aren't they afraid of attracting night demon?

Since the black rain five years ago, even the sky has become weird ever since.

The sun no longer rises from the east step by step, but either hangs in the sky for several weeks without falling, and the day continues as it is, and the earth is continuously baked at a high temperature of nearly 50 degrees Celsius; For an hour, it seemed like a shy girl fell down quickly, and no longer rose for more than half a month ...

Now, about 60 hours before the last sun rise.

The scarlet moon hung in the night sky reflected this waste land even more strangely, forming a horrible picture of Abi Hell.

However, through this weird moonlight, Xia Leng was able to see a few sights at a dangerous night.

I saw five men wearing mutant animal skins lying on the ground and a naked woman lying on the ruins of the street below.

These five men are fierce in appearance, tall and thin, and short and fat. Only the leading man is slightly stronger and normal.

As for the skinny woman who fell to the ground and begged for mercy, she was tortured and hungry to the point where she had only a skinny skin.

Through a long distance, Xia Leng can see the shocking wounds on her body, and she can escape such a short distance, which is her limit.

He guessed that these people should be members of a small temporary camp within 10 kilometers nearby.

After the female slave was overtaken, it was natural for them to be beaten. In order to prevent her scream from attracting other monsters that she could not deal with, they put a bunch of scraps in her mouth in advance so that she could only Send out my pain and groan.

"Boss, we are almost OK, after all, running out of the camp at night is also taking a great risk, let's hurry her back."

A short man less than 1.6 meters tall came to the lead and looked at the woman who was beaten to the ground on the ground, and said with some concern.

"Hum, yes, but this is the third time she ran away, but nothing happened, and broke her leg for me! Shut back to the spare warehouse and use it for future rations!"

Uh ...

When Xia Leng heard the leading man's thriller, his eyebrows twitched slightly.

After seeing them, they used the rough mallet to scrape the skinny legs of the female slave ...

Wu Xia Leng watched this scene all the way, there was hardly any touch in his heart, let alone the stupid idea of ​​a hero saving the beauty.

In this era, you can live better than others, that is, heroes, admired by others.

I watched them pick up the female slaves who had fainted in the past, and prepared to leave. Xia Leng also breathed a little sigh of relief, turned around and continued to divide her prey.

However, as soon as he turned his head, a pale face before him appeared when he didn't know when, he instantly stared at his eyes ...