Chapter 19

Zhang Mu's face at this time was really worse than crying. At that time, he almost went crazy as soon as he reached into his backpack. At such a time, the eight yuan crystals hidden in the deepest place by him had disappeared.

However, looking at the little black whose broken wings on his shoulders were as good as before, and even more exquisite, he had to resist the pain. Who let him die and break its wings with a knife? He knew he would take the risk directly with his hands.

However, with it, the plan that I had shelved should be implemented.

At the first moment after the Obsidian recognized the owner, Zhang Mu's instinct made him analyze how much value the pet could bring to him. Then a simple schedule was planned in Zhang Mu's heart with Xiao Hei as the core.

...... Looking at the empty gas station in front of him, Zhang Mu stretched a big stretch, yawned and said slowly.

"After cleaning up, we can start the first step of the plan."

Zhang Mu put his eyes on the exposed buried oil tanks in the open space, shrugged his shoulders, and the little Obsidian flapped its wings and fluttered.

Dong!

Halfway through the flight, a ripple lit up from the Obsidian insect. It instantly changed back to a person's tall body in the air and turned back to Zhang Mu.

Seeing Zhang Mu's cold look, Xiao Hei turned around wrongfully and flew straight towards the oil tank. In just a few seconds, he jumped directly on the top of the large oil tank nearest to it, slid directly and slowly to the middle of the tank, held it and chewed it.

It has to be said that the sharp teeth of his Obsidian insect are definitely the most overbearing that Zhang Mu has ever seen in first-class monsters. Even Yuanjing, a recognized currency characterized by firmness, can directly bite and smash in an instant.

You know, normally, other mutant animals can only slowly digest the same level of meta crystals by their unique digestive juice.

This shows the sharpness of its teeth.

Click, click.

Bite open, chew, swallow, obsidian insect's abdomen wriggles and repeats these three steps.

In just five minutes, the oil tank wrapped in reinforced concrete was directly eaten by Obsidian insects, opening a fist sized hole, and the strong smell of diesel oil had already dispersed.

It turns out that Obsidian's teeth can really bite open the oil tank. If you really want to use his Tang Dao, you don't want to think about it. You don't know what year and month you're going to chop.

Zhang Mu smelled the pungent smell, but became more and more excited. Fortunately for his luck, such an obsidian came to the door.

"Go on, continue to plane this part to let the diesel flow out."

Hearing Zhang Mu's urging, the Obsidian insect bit faster, and began to use its claws to scrape the things it bit.

Just before the action, Zhang Mu had secretly told it that as long as it could get the things out of the big ball, Zhang Mu would give it more energy than just now, enough energy to feed it.

Evolution! Evolution! Evolution!

Inspired by the instinct of swallowing evolution, obsidian insects fight for more energy. For a time, soil scraps fly on the tank.

Suddenly, even the two-layer protective layer of the oil tank was forcibly opened a gap.

Boom!

With a wisp of diesel flowing out, it was out of control.

The huge pressure difference made the overflowing diesel burst out, and directly pushed back the Obsidian insects looking at the mouth for a few meters.

Obsidian scratched his little head with his claws to get rid of the thick and disgusting liquid on his body, but in vain.

It seems to have inherited something from Zhang Mu's blood.

This thing is disgusting. We must ask the host more about energy this time.

Seeing that the diesel had gradually flowed to the ground, Zhang Mu's eyes began to glow. But after seeing that it covered more than half of the gas station, the flow of diesel slowed down. He continued to call the Obsidian on the ground, fully squeezed its labor force and asked it to bite off the remaining five oil tanks.

Under Zhang Mu's coercion and inducement, the Obsidian struggled a few times and flew up again, picked up an oil tank and began to bite again.

"The next thing, old man, depends on you."

Zhang Mu jumped out of the gas station, touched a loudspeaker pinned to his waist and began to run towards the city.

Excited, Zhang Mu rushed at a fast speed and stood in the middle of the road, regardless of the sparse zombies on the roadside.

He smiled, lowered his head and pressed the big horn, and began to run in a big circle.

A magical voice sounded in the streets near the gas station.

"Refrigerator, color TV, air conditioner, washing machine, electric fan, sell!"

"Refrigerator, color TV, air conditioner, washing machine, electric fan, sell!"

...... Now, however, a wasp's nest was poked in the dead area, and the whole thing exploded.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The surviving people have the courage to open the window and see a picture they will never forget.

A young man in black ran wildly in the street, with a prominent loudspeaker pinned to his waist, and unexpectedly turned on his voice.

Behind the youth, there are nearly a thousand zombies of different styles, because the zombies are limited by the rules and can't take the initiative to search for prey. They have been hungry for most of the day.

Now seeing such a crazy Zhang Mu appear in front of them, they naturally rush up.

Of course, with their almost zero intelligence, they will not doubt why the prey in front of them can always maintain the same speed as them, and the distance between the two sides is kept at a fixed length.

When an agile zombie was about to catch up, Zhang Mu raised his speed again; If zombies are blocked by obstacles, Zhang Mu stops to look around for a while and waits to prevent them from losing their target.

Looking down from a high altitude, it was a person, like playing, with a group of zombies hanging behind him.

When he saw the diesel oil completely overflowing near the gas station, Zhang Mu was happy.

The money losing goods, now it seems, are quite useful.

He immediately turned back, rushed to dozens of meters in front of the zombies, twisted a coat soaked in diesel into a ball, threw it on their heads, and then turned back and ran back again.

After two steps, he magically touched a white candle from his pocket and threw it behind without looking back.

Shua!

The flames burned on the zombies of those forwards, but they didn't feel pain. They watched Zhang Mu's body getting closer and closer and roared excitedly.

As soon as the speed slowed down, Zhang Mu could feel the heat of the fire waves behind him. He quickly stopped reserving. He instantly increased the speed to the extreme and threw these zombies out of sight. However, the loudspeaker at his waist still dedicated to guiding the direction for the zombies.

When he ran closer and saw his Obsidian insect lying motionless on an oil tank, Zhang Mu quickly asked it to get up, then let it grasp the loudspeaker and gently put it in the center of the gas station. Then one person and one insect slipped away and hid in a ruin bunker far away from the gas station.

When the zombie army appeared in front of Zhang Mu, the Obsidian was shocked. Although these were the prey it had eaten, it couldn't hold so many.

Hearing the sound of the loudspeaker getting closer and closer to them, the zombies began to riot.

"Do you think so much of me?"

Zhang Mu smacked his tongue, touched the little black head that had become a little beetle and said, "look, we're going to get rich!"

Obsidian nodded vaguely, quietly stayed on Zhang Mu's shoulder, and silently looked at the crazy zombies in the distance with him.