It was just after noon. After Zhang Mu and Yuanrui solved the food problem nearby, they looked in a daze in a distant direction. It was the call of era merchant ring, and the Xi'an City branch of era store was there.

Except for the first three days of the commissioning period, the era store will be shrouded in a light column, and other situations are inaccessible to ordinary people. Therefore, it is likely that no one will find it for a long time after the commissioning period.

But it won't be long, because era stores will attract randomly selected nearby people. In their words, such people have an advantage, that is, they have excellent luck.

As a businessman, in addition to superior ability and sufficient computing talent, luck is actually the most indispensable.

Of course, the Luoyang city where Zhang Mu is located is basically found by the evolutors of early awakening ability, so Zhang Mu, the first ordinary person attracted by era store, is just the fifth ranking agent merchant.

Therefore, none of the era acting merchants in Luoyang city is not a wealthy tycoon in the end of the world. Even Zhang Mu, an ordinary man, finally reached a height that most merchants look up to. It can only be said that Luoyang city is a geomantic treasure land, which is really a talent.

Zhang Mu still kept his promise. Lin Shui gave him a lot of face. He didn't move the materials in the shops near Huimin street. First, he didn't like it. Second, he was afraid of trouble to avoid these people coming to the door. After all, although he didn't care, he might be regarded as the food for life for them.

Regardless of them, although the brown haired man named Lin Shui should have means and ability, he is too kind and a good man.

In this last world, there were such good people before.

But why did such people disappear later?

Because they are all dead.

This may also be why Zhang Mugen didn't remember the character Lin Shui. It's normal for such people to be submerged by the dust of history.

The old saying that a good man does not live long and a disaster lasts for thousands of years is reasonable.

Zhang Mu thought for a while and felt that there was still more than half a day. Anyway, as long as the transaction was completed before 12 o'clock tonight, the price would be today's price. He only had to leave half an hour for the transaction.

Therefore, in other words, I have at least ten hours to collect another wave of Yuan crystal reserves in Xi'an City, and I can't say there will be mutant animals.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mugen didn't want to waste another minute and directly pulled up Yuanrui who was sitting on the ground without image. Then he threw out the Obsidian on his shoulder and said excitedly, "lead the way to the place with the strongest smell of zombies. It's good for you afterwards."

After being thrown into the air by Zhang Mu, the Obsidian turned around, looking sleepy and about to fall asleep. He asked Zhang Mu in his heart, "what good can it do? I can't drive anything now."

"Really? What if it's a great advantage that can get you to the second level?"

Sensitive smell still depends on Xiaohei's existence. Zhang Mu doesn't hesitate to make a heavy promise to it.

In fact, obsidian is really not interested in Yuanjing at all. At the beginning, it is lazy because its absorption of energy has reached a bottleneck. But when Zhang Mu said that he would make it jump up again, he came to the spirit in an instant, carefully identified the smell in the air, and then immediately spread his wings, increased the frequency in an instant, and went straight in one direction.

Zhang Mu also smiled secretly in his heart. He thought that little black really didn't matter at all. There must be a brave man under the heavy money.

Won't work? Then I'll smash you upside down and do things for me!

He didn't want to delay, so he directly picked up Yuanrui, opened three times the explosion speed, and followed the direction of obsidian flying.

In just ten minutes, stimulated by Zhang Mu's prize, obsidian's work efficiency is called a model worker's quality. The speed is so fast that even if its wings flap directly in the opposite direction, it will stop in the air for a long time.

Zhang Mu immediately followed, put down Yuanrui, gasped slightly, looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help patting the Obsidian's head and said, "how many zombies are there in this city, and how much do we have to occupy here!"

The Obsidian said innocently, "where you say you want the most zombies."

Looking around, there was hardly a place without zombies' heads. Zombies pushed and crowded.

It should be very close to the center of Xi'an city. There are several Pedestrian Commercial Streets crisscrossed. It is estimated that there are too many zombies, no evolutionists dare to clean up, and there is no trace of evolutionists. Obsidian came out of the alley with Zhang Mu.

In other words, the position where Zhang Mu and Yuan Rui stand now is the center of the intersection of these endless pedestrian commercial streets.

While Zhang Mu was thinking about what to do, obsidian smiled unkindly in Zhang Mu's heart.

Zhang Mu had a bad feeling for a moment. Sure enough, the next second, a hiss of obsidian rang through the streets where there were only some zombies.

Just when Zhang Mu wanted to curse his mother, the Obsidian insect directly grew bigger. When Zhang Mu didn't start with it, he flew into the air, grabbed Yuanrui with his small claws, threw it with force, and threw Yuanrui in the direction of his back armor.

Yuan Rui sat steadily on the Obsidian's back armor, looking terrified. The Obsidian just sank a little, then immediately pulled up to the high air, and quietly watched the zombies in all directions rush to Zhang Mu's position.

This scene is extremely spectacular. There are at least thousands of zombies, and zombies are constantly coming from around.

"Hey, hey, let you always hit me on the head. I'll leave the battlefield to you."

Zhang Mu has no time to take into account what obsidian is thinking. Although he is not afraid of the first-order zombies whose strength is worse than that of normal adults, he can't support a large number. Now he can only pray that xuetenglian can support the impact and squeeze of so many zombies.

One second is one second.

When Zhang Mu was about to be hit by zombies in all directions, dozens of vines of blood vine lotus suddenly pulled out of Zhang Mu's left arm to form a tight shield.

Boom!

Hit!

Seeing the shield formed by the blood vine lotus slowly compressed, Zhang Mu's heart was also a little nervous.

But when she was close to Zhang Mu's skin, xuetenglian stopped shrinking.

It, unexpectedly, forcibly blocked the extrusion of thousands of zombies.

Zhang Mu took time out and looked coldly at the Obsidian insect on his head, which made his heart hair.

"Boy, you wait."

Just when Obsidian heard Zhang Mu say this, Zhang Mu finally began to fight back!