Soon after, Zhang Xiaoqiang laid back down. Before he could fall asleep, the sun had already risen …
Zhuang Zhuang had completely recovered. His playfulness had even surpassed that of Erlang Shen. It seemed that he wanted to make up for the naughtiness that he had lost due to the cold. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know whether Zhuang Zhuang's recovery was due to the effect of the crystal or the cold medicine.
After that, his personality became dark and he had slight autism. Relying on the meager inheritance left by the old man, he was able to enter the most famous medical school in the province. In the medical school, he became the two extremes. He was the most outstanding person and the least outstanding person. He was outstanding because of his grades. He was the top student among the top students. He was not outstanding because no one knew him. Because he had no social skills, he was just an invisible person in the eyes of his classmates.
The bonfire was reignited. On the simple stove, a large pot of rice was steaming. On the side of the military vehicle, Wang Le was busy with a big wrench. Although there were two members in the team who had done car repair, they were not as experienced as Wang Le. Wang Le only needed to listen to the sound of the engine to guess what was going on.
As a top student, he had followed his mentor to another province to participate in an exchange conference. On the way, he killed the mentor who had turned into a zombie and a car full of mutants. Just like that, he stopped by the roadside. He searched for food while using the tools he carried with him to study the pathogen.
Other than zombies, he did not care about anything else, including the life and death of the villagers. Now he was thinking about the possibility of contacting the convoy, as long as he could study a higher level of zombies.
Zhang Xiao Qiang muttered in his sleep as he flipped over. The sound of something chewing on beans stopped, and when he fell asleep again, it was already too late.
"Crunch …. Crunch …." Zhang Xiaoqiang was suddenly awakened. He grabbed a shoe by the bedside and threw it towards the source of the sound. He was still mumbling, "Where did this mouse come from? Why can't I sleep well in the middle of the night?"
Just as breakfast was ready, the guard on the roof of the car issued a warning. The people who were waiting to eat immediately went into an uproar. Some threw their bowls, some took out their guns, and the sounds of shouting and running could be heard. At this time, Zhang Xiao Qiang was secretly rejoicing that it wasn't a warning issued in the middle of the night. Otherwise, it would be the middle of the night again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang occupied the front of the car all by himself. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang was usually very kind, the team members preferred to stay away from him. In their opinion, it was better for ordinary people not to stand together with superhumans. If they made a mistake, they would lose their lives. At least they could not defeat the D3.
In Zhang Xiaoqiang's line of sight, the man in the distance was clearly seen by him. The man was not young, about 30 years old. He was not tall. Although he was far away, Zhang Xiaoqiang was sure that he was at most 1.65 meters tall.
After running out of food, he embarked on the road to return to the crowd. In the end, he was saved by the villagers and became the village secretary. This was not a bad thing for him. Instead, it saved him time to search for food and could better study zombies.
Zhang Xiaoqiang slept comfortably on the soft bed that was piled up with all kinds of cloth. His surroundings were quiet, and he was deep in dreamland. "Kacha …."
The roof of the truck wasn't big to begin with. A heavy machine gun was enough for three to five people to stand on. There were only a few military vehicles leaning against the wall. Other than a few lucky ones who were able to stand on the roof to check out the situation, most of the team members could only stand under the vehicles and look at the buttocks of their team members, asking them what they were looking at.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the two dogs who were happily gnawing on something, and let out a long sigh. Feeding dogs was better than feeding mice, right?
As the military shoes were thrown out, a figure lifted the quilt and came down from the bed. Then the figure went to the ground where the crisp sound came from, picked up something and walked towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.
This doctor, who was respectfully called the village secretary, was called Shen Li. To be precise, he was not a doctor who had obtained a medical license. His real identity was a graduate student of some medical college. He was not young, only in his early twenties, but he did not have the naivety and naivety of the 90's. In fact, he was even more mature than the average mature man. That was his unique background.
Next to the oil tanker, the team members turned around and walked back to their vehicles with oil cans in their hands. In addition to filling up their beloved vehicles with oil, they also had to prepare a separate can of oil. Who knew when they would encounter an unexpected situation and lose their oil tanker? At that time, the use of the spare oil would come into play.
He was an orphan, an orphan who did not know that there was such a thing as parents in the world. He first grew up in an orphanage, then was adopted by an old man. After the old man died, Shen Li knelt in front of the old man's grave for a day and a night.
The man's clothes were very unique. It was a combination of desert people and SM. Upon a closer look, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that he had only put an old bedsheet on his body and used a rope to tie up the parts that were easily blown away by the wind. Originally, it would have been fine, but it was unknown who helped him tie it up. It was similar to the rope technique of the Japanese people. For a grown man to be tied up with a rope, Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally felt that it was strange.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's satchel, which was previously hung on the back of the chair beside the bed, was now dragged to the ground. All kinds of medicine bottles, spare magazines, and three hand grenades were scattered everywhere.
The roofs of a few military trucks were filled with team members. They were carefully observing a figure that was strolling towards them from afar. It was too far away, so they could not see clearly. Some of them even stood on their tiptoes, as if they could see further by doing so. Compared to them, the team members standing under the vehicles were depressed.
"Tong …" A military boot was placed beside Zhang Xiaoqiang's bed. Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up at this time. After turning on the flashlight, he saw Yuan Yi standing in front of him. Yuan Yi nodded at him and said softly, "It's not a mouse, it's a dog."
The mutated beast crystal that they had no idea what it was used for was quickly disappearing from the dog's mouth. Zhuangzhuang was hugging the yellow crystal of the Rat King and gnawing on it. Erlang Shen was hugging the crystal of the Great Blackbird and gnawing on it. There was also a mutated cat that looked more like a stone rolling far away, but the dog did not pay attention to it.
Under the light of the flashlight, Zhuangzhuang and Erlang Shen were hugging something and gnawing on it. When the thing in their mouths fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but curse out loud.
The team members above couldn't even see it clearly, so how could they answer?
He was a little anxious from being questioned, so he said, "Come up and see for yourself."
Although he said that, he still did not move. Thus, the people below became even more anxious. There were even people who maliciously aimed their guns at their butts.
Zhang Xiaoqiang brought Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun to the side to do their morning exercise, while Yang Ke-er and Meow began their new experience, walking the dogs.
His hair was loose and messy, his forehead was sharp, and he looked a little like a unicorn. His eyes were not big, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like creepers that covered his cheeks. His face was a little skinny, and his skinny cheeks did not look like a person who had been hungry before, but more like he was born this way.
The two dogs had never been tied with ropes before, so they were not used to the things that suddenly appeared on their necks. They struggled and bit on the ropes. After they ate the two unknown crystals as if they were jelly beans, it seemed that they only acted like jelly beans. First, they did not suddenly grow any bigger, and second, they did not enter a deep sleep to digest energy.