Chapter 53

Although he has exhausted his strength, a certain insect is still alive.

In Zhang Mu's principle of not wasting time, he fully squeezed the miserable labor force of obsidian, while he and Yuan Rui sat down and rested comfortably, blowing a breeze, natural and unrestrained.

Zhang Mu specially asked Obsidian to find a small group of zombies with about 100 heads. Just as it could deal with the specification by itself, he began to close his eyes and rest.

When it was over, he found that the speed of obsidian cleaning a hundred zombies was only a little slower than the speed of their cooperation just now. At this time, he finally assured Obsidian to solve it by himself.

In this way, in the Obsidian's resentful eyes, Zhang Mu began to seize every minute to recover. After resting for an hour, obsidian has cleaned up more than 200 zombies alone. Counting the more than 20 pieces it ate to replenish its energy, there are exactly 200 first-order crystals in Zhang Mu's hand.

At this time, Zhang Mu also recovered. Although he did not return to the peak state, it of the first-order evolutor's body and the passive ability of xuetenglian are still working. This hour is enough to make Zhang Mu recover.

Yuanrui is different. Her ability is rare for no reason. The recovery rate of this therapeutic energy is too slow. Even if she sits on the ground and recovers relaxed, Yuanrui recovers only one fifth of her energy.

This energy can't even restore Zhang Mu to a peak state, so Zhang Mu doesn't let yuan Rui follow him at risk, put her in his line of sight and stand on the same front with obsidian.

This time, however, Zhang Mu learned to be smart. Instead of looking for a group of about 500 zombies that exceeded the load capacity of himself and obsidian, he chose two or three hundred softer persimmons and pinched them.

Xi'an is so big that it's not easy to find a suitable group of zombies, and the smell of obsidian has been sensitive enough to distinguish the number of zombies, even accurate to ten digits. In this way, it's very simple for Zhang Mu to converge.

When night fell, Zhang Mu still gave up the idea of continuing to clean up the zombies. Now he has 3000 yuan crystals.

He has been wary of Liu Shuo's appearance and raised several levels. You should know that there are many kinds of mutant animals and evolutionists with strong combat ability at night. In such a large city of Xi'an, he may encounter such an opponent. If he still has hostility, it will be very troublesome to entangle, not to mention a Yuanrui around him.

Zhang Mu always plans for the worst. If Liu Shuo chose Yuanrui as the way to coerce Zhang Mu, Zhang Mu would be helpless. Zhang Mu, the worst enemy with no bottom line, is more common, especially in the later stage of the end of the world. Whatever your moral bottom line, whatever your fair war, winning and gaining benefits is the real king.

Following the guide of the era merchant ring, Zhang Mu, who had stored 3000 yuan crystals in his hand, quietly stayed not far from the era store.

Now look, it's just a big lawn. But Zhang Mu knew that once he stepped into its ten meter range, the space would begin to transform and twist to another place.

"Yuanrui, I'll deal with something. You and Xiaohei stay here until I come out." Zhang Mu instructs yuan Rui uneasily. After all, before the transaction is completed, Zhang Mu can't get out, and naturally doesn't know the outside world. But he thought that it should not be able to threaten the existence of the combination of obsidian and Yuanrui. Yuanrui, who had rested for five hours, had restored her therapeutic energy to full value, which was enough to restore Obsidian to its heyday.

In Xi'an city on the tenth day of the last world, Zhang Mu thought that no evolutionist or mutant beast could be so strong as to ignore the Obsidian who could have a chance to recover. As for the large group of zombies, he was not worried at all. They didn't dare to get close to the era store.

"Well, I see."

Yuan Rui nodded her head decisively. She knew where Zhang Mu was going again. This is also the place where Zhang Mu doesn't feel uncomfortable with Yuan Rui. Yuan Rui never asks Zhang Mu what he doesn't want to say.

It's not that you can't say it, but Zhang Mu thinks it's useless to say too much about some things. It's better not to say it.

When Zhang Mu was about to step into the era store, he was still worried, so he turned back and put the Obsidian insect claw stab in his hand on Yuanrui's hand and said faintly, "wait, stand where you are, don't follow, hide this in your clothes and protect yourself, you know?"

Yuan Rui shook the little black's former claw and smiled, "uncle, are you concerned about me?"

At this moment, Zhang Mu had a black line and didn't know how to answer yuan Rui. He couldn't keep his indifference any longer. He simply turned around and disappeared in Yuan Rui's vision.

Hoo Zhang Mu took a long breath, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and scolded himself in his heart, "Zhang Mu, Zhang Mu, you have lived to be a dog for ten years. Why haven't you even soaked a girl? Such a little girl wants you to be overwhelmed. It's really picky."

"How dare you come in?"

This cold hum completely interrupted Zhang Mu's wild thoughts. He converged his emotions to the deepest part of his heart. When he slowly raised his head, his eyes were as indifferent as ever.

In front of him was a man with short red hair and red eyebrows. He was wearing a big red robe, which was different from the elegance of No. 37. The era businessman in Xi'an gave a feeling of domineering and oppressing Zhang Mu.

And these didn't work for Zhang Mugen. What if he knew he killed his agent? He can't move himself at all, and his greatest authority is just not to trade with himself.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at the red haired man in front of him without fear, and said faintly, "natural selection, he is not as good as me, but also take my life. There's nothing worth saying when he dies."

The era merchant with red hair didn't expect that Zhang Mu was not frightened by his momentum at all. His tone became harder and harder, "do you mean that my first ranking agent merchant deserved to die?"

"Isn't it?"

Zhang Mu casually threw the problem back to the red haired era merchant, as he should.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The era merchant with red hair said three good words on his face. His red eyebrows trembled, his big sleeve waved, pointed to the direction Zhang Mu came in and said, "sorry, era store 35 doesn't welcome you. You can go."

Zhang Mu seemed to have expected that he would say so. As soon as his tone changed, it didn't matter in front, he quickly became tough, and his momentum overlapped one sentence after another.

"I have 3000 first-order yuan crystals and 100 first-order animal cores. Don't you do this business?"

"I have eight bouquets of Luoyang peonies. Don't you do this business?"

"I'm the number 001, the first sequential agent of era store in Luoyang City. For this stupid number 009, you still don't do this business?"