Chapter 345

"Brother Lu, what shall we do next"? Several people in Dashan have never doubted Lu Ziming's strength. Killing mutant creatures is like killing chickens. Naturally, Lu Ziming should be consulted on everything.

"Wait here!" Ruicheng village is occupied by a group of mutant dogs. Naturally, the lone mutant creatures dare not pass through here. The killing between mutant creatures is no worse than the struggle between humans. It is all for survival and evolution. "Pay attention to the surrounding vigilance, there may be high-level mutant creatures passing through here". The blood after killing will attract nearby mutant creatures, The level of mutant creatures who dare to come here must not be low.

"OK!" several people dragged the body of the mutant dog that had not been pulled away to the middle of the village. Leng Meimei hid again on the big locust tree in the middle of the village. The surrounding vision was very open, just in time to snipe the mutant creatures who wanted to pick peaches.

"I'll look around the village. You watch in the village and let me know if there's anything!"

The less others know about their secrets, the better. This is the capital of eschatological survival. No one can guarantee that others have no prying heart.

"I don't know if there are any mutant creatures to become my test object". Lu Ziming wanders around the village and can't be more than 3 kilometers away from the center of the village, which is the limit of the call distance of the talker.

After patrolling around, I found that there was no mutant creature around the village, so I had to return to the center of the village.

"Good luck is used up. Let's see if there is any harvest in the afternoon." Lu Ziming is not ready to leave Ruicheng village for the time being. This is a good practice place. There are few people and few mutated creatures. The sword flying of Chitong sword can not be mastered at once. He just takes advantage of the opportunity of hunting in Ruicheng village to practice his combat skills.

"Hunting teams often pass by this area. I'm afraid it's difficult to find mutant creatures again?" Dashan munched with a box of cans.

"The competition between mutant creatures is very cruel. Many high-level mutant creatures will be excluded from the group by the leader in the competition. These wandering mutant creatures are not weak, which is a good target for us to hunt."

Lu Ziming has gone deep into some abandoned urban centers, where mutant creatures gather together to compete for dominance, and the losers will be expelled from the group. These failed mutant creatures will continue to fight and hone in the field, just like the field survival training of military special forces. Once they become stronger, the wandering mutant creatures will go back and compete for their lost status again, Continuously promoted the evolution and development of mutant organisms.

Competition is cruel, but evolution is also significant. Through continuous field training, wandering mutant creatures will quickly improve their level and become extremely cruel and ferocious.

In terms of understanding of mutant organisms, Dashan is obviously not as good as Lu Ziming. He likes to take notes and summarize the habits and characteristics of mutant organisms he meets every day. After losing one in hacheng, he starts recording again. He has formed his own unique set of mutant biological system in his mind.

The bear and the nigger return to Jincheng from Ruicheng village. It takes nearly four hours to come back. Counting the time of trading with Lin Ren, they can return after 2 p.m. at the earliest.

Dashan has no opinion. After all, there have been a lot of harvests today. I'm afraid I can't pull back if I encounter a few more large mutant creatures.

After lunch, Lu Ziming continued to patrol around the village. Several people in the mountain hid around the big locust tree, waiting for the mutant creatures to take the bait.

"Well, there are still no mutated creatures. Continue to practice flying the imperial sword." Lu Ziming carefully stood on the Chitong sword. He was not fast. He was mainly practicing balance and control.

"Dudu! Brother Lu, a fourth order wild cow was found here. Cold beauty hurt it, but the mountain still can't deal with it. Come quickly!"

"Wild cattle in the wilderness!" Lu Ziming was surprised. This is a real mutant creature with rough skin and thick meat. Ordinary bullets and swords can't hurt a hair of the wild cattle at all. "Let the mountain drag it, I'll be there right away!"

He couldn't care much. He jumped on the Chitong sword and rushed to the middle of the village.

The fourth order wild cattle in the wasteland can't be dealt with by the mountain at all. They have rough skin and thick meat. They have an extremely violent temper. They fight to death after being injured. The mountain is in danger.

"Boom!" after the wild bull dashed into a wall, his huge body turned a corner in the abandoned house and knocked a house down. One eye of the wild bull has been blinded by the cold beauty's shot, and the blood "gurgling" splashes out from the wound. The wild bull has one red eye the size of a goose egg, lowers its head and wears coarse clothes. The huge iron hoofs keep pedaling on the ground, and a pair of dark black horns on its head reflect the cold light of palpitation.

"Moo...!"

The mountain leaned against a broken wall, the iron rod in his hand clubbed on the ground, breathing heavily in his mouth.

This wild bull was so strong that he thought he could deal with it when he was injured. Unexpectedly, its vitality was so tenacious and its explosive power was even more amazing.

"Let's see you're still alive!" Dashan suddenly stared at the broken wall behind him, and his whole body rushed to the wild bull like a mysterious arrow. The iron rod in his hand flashed a dark red hot flame. This rod hit the skull of the wild bull like a mountain. Even if the skull of the wild bull is as hard as steel, it will be smashed by the thunder of Dashan.

The fourth-order mutant had already evolved a low IQ. As soon as the iron stick of the mountain waved, the wild cattle met it with the horns on their heads. In the view of the wild bull, the opponent's iron rod can't be as hard as his own horn. This pair of horns can easily pierce the heavy armor. Naturally, he won't care about the iron rod in Dashan's hand.

"Boom!" the horns of wild cattle in the wasteland collided with the iron bar in the mountain's hand, and a metal impact sound spread around in the air like ripples.

"Hum, hum!" Dashan's hands were numb. The iron bar in his hand almost got rid of it. His ears felt the roar, and his mouth and blood gushed out.

The wild bull "Da Da!" retreated a few steps, and one of its horns had disappeared. The huge tear wound exposed the snow-white skull, "moo...". The wild bull's head was half kneeling down in pain, and the gushing blood stained the ground red.

"Come on! Kill it!" Dashan could no longer stand up. The wound that had not recovered was torn again, and the blood dyed the whole trousers red.

"Bang!" a sniper shot, the bullet cut through the space, shot from the torn wound into the brain of the wild cattle in the wilderness, and the blood splashed.

The wild cattle in the wasteland struggled and shook to stand up again. There was no violence and ferocity in the one eye eyes. I vaguely saw a drop of crystal tears flowing out of the eyes of the wild cattle in the wasteland.

"Boom!" the ground trembled, and the huge wild cattle finally fell on the ground reluctantly, looking at the mountain sitting on the ground not far away with one eye open.