Mo Shi looked at the zombie and a thought appeared in his mind.
If he was bitten by this zombie now, he wouldn't be infected, right?
But as soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he strangled it to death.
It was better not to try this kind of thing.
Never try it in this life.
…
The next day, Mo Shi continued to sign in at the entrance of the laboratory.
He also received the Titan Dragon Gene Enhancer.
However, after this injection, although his strength had increased a lot, his strength had increased a lot.
But the same phenomenon did not appear in his mind again.
After this injection, his left arm would also turn into a dragon claw.
But it didn't.
He couldn't help but ask:
"System, why can't my left arm turn into a dragon claw this time?"
The system replied:
[With the host's current physical strength, it can only withstand the power of one dragon claw.]
[When the host's body is strengthened to a certain extent, the dragon claw on the left arm can be unlocked.]
Mo Shi nodded:
"That makes sense."
Then he asked expectantly:
"Then when my body is strong enough, my entire body can turn into a dragon … Is it the dragon phantom I see in my mind?"
The system replied:
[Yes.]
Mo Shi's eyes sparkled when he heard this.
He seemed to have seen the day when he could transform into a Titan Dragon.
Roaming the sky.
With a dragon's roar, all beasts were terrified!
…
For the next year, Mo Shi continued to sign in every day.
The rewards he received were different at different locations.
Most of the things he signed in next to the laboratory were Titan Dragon Gene Enhancers.
But there were exceptions.
Next to the laboratory.
"System, sign in."
[Sign in successful!]
[Sign in location: Laboratory.]
[Sign in reward: Mutated Gecko Gene Enhancer.]
Mo Shi focused on the gene enhancer in his Backpack.
[Mutated Gecko Gene Enhancer: After injection, broken limbs can be regrown.]
He immediately returned to his residence and injected this gene enhancer.
He was secretly happy.
From now on, even if he lost his arms or legs, they could grow back.
Other than that, he would receive recovery potions when he signed in at the hospital.
After using the recovery potion, his stamina could be recovered quickly.
If he was injured, it could also speed up the healing of the wound.
When he signed in at the base cafeteria, he received a lot of fresh food.
If he gets it from the tap room, he will get 1 bottle of clean mineral water.
At the end of the world, these things were even more precious than gold.
If they were to leave the base in the future, they wouldn't have to worry about food and water.
…
In the past year, he had already injected more than 30 gene enhancers.
He didn't know how much his strength had increased.
Anyway, he had accidentally knocked over the bed and crushed a glass several times already.
Of course, he would occasionally receive special things from signing in.
For example, one day, he signed in beside the slaughterhouse.
[Sign-In successful!]
[Sign-In Location: Slaughterhouse.]
[Sign-In Reward: 1 Bloodthirsty Corpse Slayer.]
He checked his Backpack.
[Bloodthirsty Zombie Slayer: The moment it comes into contact with a zombie, it will absorb the zombie's blood.
Convert it into a strong acid and release it.
The stronger the power, the more acid the blade can convert.]
Mo Shi had secretly tested this knife when he was feeding the zombies that day.
He quietly made a small cut on the zombie's leg.
As a result, under the corrosion of the strong acid, the wound quickly enlarged.
In the end, he could see the bones inside.
One could imagine that if he slashed the zombie fiercely, it would probably be able to directly cut the zombie in half.
Another strange item was the brain cell enhancer.
This thing could stimulate brain cells and strengthen brain waves.
Thus, it could enhance one's perception.
After injecting the brain cell enhancer once, he felt refreshed and his eyes clear.
Within a radius of ten meters, even if two mosquitoes were doing something shameless, he could clearly sense it with his eyes closed.
…
However, although his strength had far exceeded that of ordinary people.
He still had no intention of exposing himself.
Instead, he still worked diligently every day, just like other ordinary people.
With the system, he had to go out and show off?
Come on.
It was already the end of the world, what was there to show off and show off?
Survival was the way to go.
Therefore, it was better to make a fortune quietly.
In the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed.
On this day, after he finished feeding the zombies, he passed by the training ground of the corpse hunters.
There were a few corpse hunters on the training ground.
They were doing strength training while discussing something.
When they saw Mo Shi pass by, they only glanced at him and continued to discuss.
They were the corpse hunters, the strongest in the base.
Mo Shi was just a pig farmer, the weakest in the base.
Therefore, when they saw Mo Shi, they completely treated him as air.
One of the team members was doing squats while saying,
"Did you know that yesterday, the captain punched out 270 kilograms."
One of the team members suddenly exclaimed,
"Damn, 270 kilograms?
That's 100 kilograms more than me! "
Another team member also said with a face full of surprise,
"There are 20 corpse hunters in the base, and the strongest of the other teams can only punch out 244 kilograms.
Compared to that, the captain is really an animal! "
Hearing this, Mo Shi's heart slightly moved.
In order not to expose himself, he had not tested his strength before.
He did not know how strong he was now.
Why not … find a chance to try?
Seeing that Mo Shi didn't leave, the other members of the corpse hunters burst into laughter one after another.
Although they did not say anything, it could be seen from their expressions.
They didn't even spare a glance at Mo Shi, a pig farmer.
They were talking about real men.
Would a pig farmer be able to understand him?
Mo Shi did not mind.
He rubbed his nose and slowly left.
At noon that day, Mo Shi came to the cafeteria.
Seeing the steamed buns and porridge in the cafeteria, he felt that he had no appetite.
He was about to throw up after eating these things every day.
Fortunately, he had a trick up his sleeve.
He said in his mind:
"System, Sign In."
[Sign In successful!]
[Sign In location: Base cafeteria.]
[Sign In reward: Two bottles of beer, five barbecue skewers.]
After receiving this reward, Mo Shi walked out of the cafeteria with a satisfied smile on his face.
He bumped into his colleague from the corpse farm.
Seeing that Mo Shi was about to leave, he asked curiously,
"Why, not eating anymore?"
Mo Shi shook his head and said,
"It's steamed buns and porridge every day. I have no appetite."
His colleague smiled and said,
"After all, the environment is like this now. Those who can stutter are thankful.
Just make do. "
Mo Shi let out a sigh and said:
"Sigh, I'm not eating anymore."
Then he left the cafeteria and returned to his room.
He closed the door and drew the curtains.
He took out beer and meat skewers from his space backpack.
His saliva was already flowing out.
He opened the beer and gulped down two mouthfuls.
"Burp –"
He let out a long burp.
Awesome!
Then he picked up the meat skewers and stuffed his mouth full of meat.
Beer and skewers, I missed you so much!
While the others received a fixed amount of steamed buns and porridge, Mo Shi was drinking and eating skewers.
If others knew, they would probably want to strangle Mo Shi to death.
After eating and drinking, he put the iron skewers and beer bottles into his system backpack.
He would find a way to throw them away in the future.
He burped and stroked his stomach.
He left his room with satisfaction and left the corpse farm.
He went to the gym.
At this time, everyone had gone to eat, so there was no one in the gym.
There was a dynamometer by the window of the gym.
The dynamometer was fixed to the ground by four screws.
The maximum value of the dynamometer was 1,000 kilograms.
He had seen the corpse-hunters test their strength on it before.
Most of them were between 150 and 200 kilograms.
He looked out of the window. There was no one nearby.
He clenched his right hand into a fist and took a deep breath.
He paused for a moment, then punched the target.
Bang –
There was a loud noise.
The dynamometer seemed to have been hit by a flying boulder.
It flew backward in an instant.
Crash –
It directly smashed through the window.
After flying for another 30 meters or so toward the training ground, it finally stopped.
At this time, the dynamometer had already been twisted into a fried dough twist.
Mo Shi stared at the dynamometer blankly, then at the glass on the ground.
Finally, he looked at the four screws on the ground that had been torn apart by a huge force.
This power seemed to be a little terrifying.
The people who were eating in the cafeteria far away heard the commotion and rushed out one by one.