"It's evil." Vladimir dug a small hole in the wall with his fingers and looked through the hole to observe the environment.

At this time, the sun had just set outside, and night was about to cover the whole city. However, it was still very lively outside. Although many houses on both sides of the street were empty and had been abandoned for a long time, there were few people on the street.

Zhuoya's breathing became weaker, as if she was going to die in the next second. But she had been in this state for four or five hours. Vladimir simply did not worry about it and let her stay the same.

"It's really evil." Zhuo Ya Qi Ruo said: "my attribute interface has not appeared any special benefit reduction status, just like my injury does not exist."

"Don't think so much about Zhuoya. I'll do it directly at the right time. I promise I'll do it cleanly." Vladimir "comforted" Zhuoya: "what do these aborigines do outside? They all gather in the street."

Zhuoya can't see the outside, but she can hear the sound outside. It sounds like hundreds of people are gathering in the street. They are short of breath, as if they are expecting something.

But when she chose this place as her hiding place, she didn't remember that there were so many aborigines around her.

"I don't feel very good, Vladimir." Droya wanted to sit up against the wall and observe the outside, but was held down by Vladimir.

"Shh, there are holy guards and monks." Vladimir watched as the crowd in the street suddenly quieted down and scattered on both sides of the road, giving way to the flat road.

A group of holy guard monks in purple robes and hoods stood in two rows at the end of the road holding torches. As they moved forward, they communicated with the residents on both sides. It seemed that they were familiar with each other.

"I feel a little bad, too, Zhuoya. We may have been found out." Vladimir couldn't think of anything more than himself that would attract the monks.

"Damn it, it's my wound!" Zhuoya tore off her clothes and looked at the pattern of the abdominal wound that was spreading all around: "is this TM a positioning system?"

"I'm not sure, but I can't take you with me next, Zhuoya." Vladimir squatted quietly beside Zhuoya, and gently touched her neck with his palm: "are you ready?"

Zhuoya nodded: "go ahead, you should be careful when you are alone. They have strong anti reconnaissance ability. Don't forget to take my bow away!"

Vladimir nodded in silence. As soon as the palm of his hand was forced, Zoya's slender neck was broken by him: "goodbye later, friend."

Even if it's a game, death is a great loss to players. Vladimir doesn't know whether it's the first time Zoya died. He hopes it is, because then she won't have to bear the loss of physical attributes.

As for the experience value, this is kisliv after all. As long as you don't mind soiling your hands, the experience value is always available.

When Vladimir looked up from the hole again, it was dark as if it had been blocked by something.

His heart thump for a moment, the next second, the small hole in the light, the dark pull back, and finally become an eye.

When he looked out, outside the wall, someone peeped in through the hole.

Vladimir quickly regained his composure. He saw that the other side was just a little boy under ten years old, and grinned at him with open teeth.

Vladimir couldn't laugh, because at a place more than ten meters behind the child, all the people, including the holy guard monks, turned their heads in this direction like puppets and showed the same smile in a neat and uniform way.

I found you!

Vladimir quickly rolled off the three rings on Zhuoya's hand, pulled away the tactical belt around her waist, picked up the bow and arrow that had been put aside, bit his teeth and took her dagger from the Ranger. Finally, he looked at the leather armor with three holes and shook his head: "don't try to save money when you buy armor next time. I can only take it for you So much, if you have a spirit in heaven, bless me to live with your equipment

Zhuoyaton, who just logged out of the game, sneezed and felt the back of her neck cool. She felt that she might have been exercising too little recently, so she decided to eat something and exercise well in the military camp.

However, when Zhuoya opened the door, more than a dozen soldiers in white protective clothing were building an epidemic prevention area around her room. The yellow seal was blocked to 50 meters away.

"I'm sorry, Captain droya Anatole. Your game room has just reported an exception. You can only move in your own room until we determine the details." An officer in a chemical defense suit saluted Zhuo ya. With his words, Zhuo Ya found that his dormitory had been emptied, and only himself and these soldiers were left in the barracks.

"What the hell?" Zhuoya felt that someone was playing an international joke with her, and subconsciously touched her waist, which was the position where she usually did not hold a pistol.

"Don't be impulsive, Captain Jaya Anatole." The officer on the opposite side snatched the pistol which was still in the holster at a speed that Zhuoya could not see clearly: "I have the right to shoot you directly, but I won't do it. You just need to wait quietly. In the next 72 hours, you may see something that doesn't conform to the normal rules. You will have fever, you need to drink a lot of water and eat. If it is serious, you may need to enter But believe me, it's not necessarily a bad thing. ""What nonsense are you talking about? I want to see my superior!" Zhuoya is a little surprised at the speed of the other side, but still remains calm.

The next second, Zhuoya suddenly lost her balance, as if her mind's function of controlling balance was suddenly deleted. She rolled on the ground and vomited constantly. She lost her hearing and could really hear the voice from her own body.

The eardrum is torn apart in constant movement, new eardrum begins to grow, and the brain is constantly active, as if to emerge new organs.

"What have you done to me?" Zhuoya asked the officer outside the door in silence.

"So soon?" The officer waved, and two tall, unruly soldiers lifted Zoya and threw her back into his bed.

Zhuoya's eyes were blurred, and her sense of hunger was constantly pounding her mind. She felt that if she was not deaf and blind, she would be able to eat the damn officer alive.

As her mouth was roughly pried open, a paste was squeezed into Zhuoya's mouth. She had eaten it, it was an astronaut's ultra compressed food. She never thought that she would feel delicious one day.

With the supplement of energy, Zhuoya gradually regained her vision. She looked at some vague officers who seemed to curse at this, and then overturned the tea table in her living room.

Damn it, it's the favorite furniture, Zhuoya grumbled discontentedly, but her tongue was not so obedient, just a little saliva.

Then she saw the officer pull an extra huge pistol from his waist, aimed at herself, opened his mouth and said something, and fired the gun directly. The world was suddenly dark.

If she had normal hearing, she could hear the officer saying, "Damn it, evolution failed. The unknown purple pattern appeared on the target, which interrupted the evolution process. She was undergoing a malignant transformation. She applied to carry out the freezing procedure for further observation."

"No, go straight to the death procedure." This is the message from the messenger coming back.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhuoya, I don't want to be like this, but I'm sorry, I'm a soldier, goodbye." This was the last word the officer said to her.

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