Zhao Li felt that he had had a nightmare. In the dream, it seemed that his whole body had been cut open. All the organs were taken out, looked at carefully, and then stuffed back, but it seemed that there were more than just the original organs.

, this process is extremely painful and dangerous, but he is very energetic.

He remembered that he had just left the camp and was going to look for supplies nearby. His neighbor Aunt Xue had recently complained that the fabric at home was not enough. She wanted to make a baby clothes for her newborn daughter. The baby was very cute. Zhao Li

I also want to do something for this little baby.

The key is that his brother always secretly uses metal powers to drill holes, and sometimes he brings back some things that look like they belong to other people's homes. Zhao Li wants to ask every time, but his brother always doesn't tell him.

Said it was for his own good.

Due to his brother's majesty, although Zhao Li stopped asking questions, he always felt guilty when he looked at his neighbors.

It is not easy for everyone in the apocalypse, especially pregnant women and newborn babies. They are faced with a lack of medical treatment and medicine, and it is already rare to survive safely.

Zhao Li couldn't find any medicine, but wanted to make a stroller for the baby. There was a supermarket not far from the camp, but after many searches, there were not many living supplies left, but there was probably still a stroller.
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But why did he lose consciousness not long after leaving the camp?

It seemed like someone knocked me down from behind!

Zhao Li woke up suddenly, and was greeted by dazzling white light. He struggled to get up, but found that only his eyelids could move his whole body!

A calm voice came from the side: "You're awake. The operation was successful. How do you feel?"

"..." Zhao Lili wanted to call for help, but couldn't open his mouth.

"Oh, the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet, it'll be fine in a while."

Fang Nuo looked at his work and frowned slightly, not particularly satisfied.

Although the tissues and organs of mutant zombies have been added, the degree of fusion is not too high, and I don’t know how many abilities it has gained.

Fang Nuo continued to move his hands up and down, doing various tests and records, completely ignoring Zhao Li's frightened eyes.

After a while, Zhao Li gradually felt the powerful power contained in his body. He even felt that he could kill a cow with one punch!

But he has been a good boy since he was a child. He has never had a fight and just wants to get up and run away!

However, as soon as he straightened his back, he was pressed down by a hand. The majestic strength and understatement were like smoothing a page of paper blown by the wind.

"The strength is not bad." Fang Nuo raised his eyes and commented.

"Use your metal power."

Zhao Li wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he was so horrified that he found that his body stood up uncontrollably, and the sounds coming out of his mouth were very unfamiliar to him.

"Yes, Tower Master."

With a bang, the sharp blade was pierced from Zhao Li's joints. Soon the sharp blade left the body surface and melted into layers of iron sheets stacked on the body to form black and red iron armor. A long sword without a hammer extended out of his hand. Look. It looks extremely sharp.

Zhao Li felt an excruciating pain as the spikes sprouted from his skin, and he could even smell the rich blood energy as the iron armor stuck to his body.

He has never used metal powers like this!

Just before he fell into coma, his mastery of supernatural powers was limited to softening and pushing away the metal he came into contact with. Although he had some combat power, it could only be said to be a little bit different. Unlike now, he is simply a personal killing machine.

Yes, he can no longer control his body and has become a killing machine!

Zhao Li felt sad in his heart, but at this moment, Fang Nuo let go of his control, and an even more severe pain than before suddenly hit him, making him almost unable to stand.

"Shadow Guard No. 1, you still need more rigorous training."

"I...my name is..." Zhao Li gasped, trying to refute something.

Fang Nuo interrupted indifferently: "No need to tell me who you are. From now on, you will be Shadow Guard No. 1. Forget it, just call Shadow Guard No. 1."

"Correction order, Shadow Guard One!"

"Here, tower master." Zhao Li knelt down on one knee uncontrollably, looking extremely loyal.

"Practice the Knight's Breathing Method to condense the seeds of life as soon as possible."

"Yes, Tower Master." Zhao Li had no idea what Fang Nuo was talking about. He only knew that he was finished.

In the camp, there is only one person called the Tower Master!

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"Is this an order from the tower master?" Zhang Yuhua, who was seriously injured, was invited to the conference room - the conference room is now in another building.

Fang Nuo didn't mind them using it as a conference room, but as he renovated the villa, the atmosphere there became increasingly weird, and no one liked to go there.

Gong Xiaoqin sat aside, gave up the first place, and said calmly: "Yes, the tower master will let us handle it ourselves."

Zhao Ming, who helped Zhang Yuhua over, wanted to say something, but Zhang Yuhua stopped him.

"Then let me tell you the details first."

The zombie that Zhang Yuhua found in the southern district of the city was temporarily named the "Violent Guard". It was five meters tall, covered in jet black ink, and held a huge branch shaped like a giant ax in its hand. It was called violent because it was found When it came, it was fighting five level three zombies at the same time, wielding the giant branch axe, almost suppressing the five of them.

Zhang Yuhua originally wanted to observe from the sidelines to see if there was a chance to become a fisherman, but unexpectedly, the violent guard's senses were extremely sharp, and after putting down the level three zombies, he chased him directly.

If it weren't for the fact that the healing power had reached level three, and if Fang Nuo had given him some strange potions to strengthen his body, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape alive.

"The violent guard also has a certain sense of territory, but it has greater desires and often conflicts with other mutant zombies. It may not be that difficult to deal with."

After hearing this, Li Qun frowned and asked: "How do you compare with the tower master? Who is stronger?"

He has been living a good life recently, because Fang Nuo doesn't care about things, Gong Xiaoqin can't do anything to him, and Zhang Yuhua often goes out to search for supplies. He finds that his life is actually the same as before. He is still a master of people, and there is one more person.

Umbrella!

So even if Fang Nuo loses his position, to a certain extent, Fang Nuo is still more loyal to Fang Nuo - as long as Fang Nuo can beat him.

Zhang Yuhua thought carefully and analyzed, but in the end, he actually didn't know exactly what Fang Nuo's strength was. He could only say that he was definitely no match for him, and he and Li Qun together might not be able to beat him.

If there is another level 3, will it be possible to beat it? It’s probably a little bit uncertain.

Thinking of the various strange but powerful potions and mysterious images given by Fang Nuo, Zhang Yuhua affirmed: "The tower master is still stronger."

"What are you afraid of? It's just a mentally retarded zombie!"

Li Qunhun didn't care, he crossed his legs and looked very cool.

"The tower master doesn't want to show up this time." Gong Xiaoqin reminded him expressionlessly.

Li Qun lowered his feet again, with a serious look on his face: "Can we not fight?"

Zhang Yuhua said angrily: "You can ask that mentally retarded zombie how to answer you!"

The meeting continued to discuss, but in the end there was no result. They just said to stay vigilant and try not to go to the southern area of ​​the city. At the same time, they were looking for suitable terrain. If they really came, they would lure the violent guards into a trap and kill them.<

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Of course, it is tacitly understood by everyone present that if nothing can be done, just ask the tower owner for help.

After the meeting, Zhang Yuhua was helped back by Zhao Ming. Although he was a healer, his injuries were too serious and recovery would take some time.

After returning home, Zhao Ming couldn't help but said: "Why doesn't the tower master take action? He is probably the strongest person in the camp."

Zhang Yuhua sighed: "That's true, but we can't let the tower owner take action in everything."

"But I've never seen the tower owner help the camp solve any crisis?"

Zhang Yuhua's expression changed, she held his hand tightly and said coldly: "Zhao Ming, don't say that outside."

Zhao Ming said aggrievedly: "But this is indeed the case. We helped him collect supplies, and only sent us a few bottles of unknown potions. Those special supplies are not easy to collect, and they are of no use, except for the tower owner..."

"That's enough!" Zhang Yuhua stopped him and issued an eviction order: "Thank you for taking care of me today. My injury is almost healed. I won't trouble you tomorrow."
Chapter completed!