Grea opened her eyes slightly and found a huge figure standing in front of her. He was nearly 2.6 meters tall, almost twice as tall as her. A tattered cloak hung on his body.

It was obviously not a particularly good fit, leaving large chunks of his skin exposed. His skin was not the yellow, white or black of normal humans, but a strange light green, but the muscles with high veins showed

The explosive power of its master.

His attack methods are very primitive and violent. Either he punches the zombie into a puddle of flesh, or he kicks the zombie directly. The huge force will cause the zombie to explode in the air, full of stench.

The smelly internal organs were scattered all over the floor. After a while, he easily eliminated five zombies. Judging from his relaxed look, this kind of battle was not even a warm-up.

He turned around slowly, his huge body even blocking the scorching sunshine. After a while, Grea got used to it and guessed what he looked like. "Ah" Grea couldn't help but see his face.

She screamed in fright. However, she soon realized her gaffe and apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

It's no wonder that Grea was frightened. His face was not human at all. His face was distorted, his nostrils were pointed upward, and four sharp fangs were exposed outside his lips. No matter how you looked at it, he looked more like a beast than a human. He

It was the half-orc who escaped from the biochemical laboratory. His natural instinct for danger made him want to escape far away from the place where he woke up. To the east, a strong sense of crisis locked him tightly. He could only

He fled all the way to the west, but this feeling of extreme danger did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger. He knew that someone was catching up in the east, and he wanted to escape. If he was caught up, death might be the best option.

As a result, he finally regained his life and he didn't want to die.

Seeing the woman in front of him gibbering something he couldn't understand, but relying on instinct, he vaguely felt that the woman was apologizing for the scream just now. He knew that he looked different from humans and had even undergone genetic mutation.

He is no longer a human being genetically. He is a half-orc. This word seemed to be engraved in his mind and suddenly flashed out. He sighed slightly and pointed to the place where the zombies were eating him.

A middle-aged woman who was less than half alive and was already dying.

At this time, Grea finally recovered from the panic. Following his gesture, Grea saw that her mother was about to die. She hurriedly got up, cried and rushed to her mother's side. She looked at her mother's body

There were wounds everywhere that had been eaten by zombies. The blood in the wounds was almost drained, leaving many wounds with an oozing pale color. She didn't even know where to put her hands, so she could only kneel aside and keep stopping.

of crying.

When her mother saw that Grea was safe, she gave a weak smile. She had lost a lot of blood and her life had come to an end. If she hadn't been supported by the will to take one last look at her daughter, she might have died long ago.

No more. She slightly opened her eyelids, which were getting heavier and heavier, and stared at the unusually tall figure behind her daughter. She was too weak to speak at this time, and could only look at him for help.

Although the half-orc could not hear her words, he understood the meaning of her eyes. This was the meaning of a mother entrusting her daughter to him before she died. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded heavily.

, seeing the orc agreed, the mother smiled contentedly, then slowly closed her eyes, no longer alive.

When Grea saw her mother gone, she cried heartbreakingly. The orcs didn't know how to comfort people, so they could only dig a hole for her mother and bury her. Grea knelt on her mother's grave.

She was praying in front of her, while he stood behind her and waited quietly. Suddenly, the half-orc trembled violently, and he looked to the east with some panic. In that direction, there was an extremely dangerous aura.

It was coming here quickly, getting closer and closer. It was a destructive aura, and the feeling of danger even made him feel suffocated.

Without any further hesitation, he picked up Grea, who was still kneeling on the ground praying, and quickly fled away from her with a scream.

About 5 minutes later, an all-terrain vehicle stopped in front of Grea's mother's grave. Vincent and others got out of the vehicle and walked to the grave. Vincent grabbed a handful of soil on the ground, smelled it and said: "

It just left here not long ago, and it seems that it encountered a human being." As he said that, he looked around, looking at the remains of several zombies around him, and coldly snorted: "It seems that it saved someone here, and also killed someone.

It's buried, hum, it's becoming more and more humane, we have to find it as soon as possible."

Ye Feiruo put up the awning with her hands, looked into the distance, and murmured dissatisfiedly: "I should have brought Xiaosan out earlier. His special power is to strengthen the six senses, and his nose is sharper than a dog. If he was here, he would have found the mistress a long time ago."

Guy."

Huang Lang on the side couldn't help but joked: "Why don't you carry the mistress on your back when he comes? It's not like you don't know his physique. Except for being a little faster, he is no different from ordinary people. Let him enter this desert.

He will suffer from heatstroke in less than half a day, who will take care of him? He can't take care of himself at that time, how can he keep track of it?"

Ye Feiruo saw Huang Lang always competing with her, and immediately became anxious. The two of them were about the same strength, and they had been fighting openly and secretly for the first position among the superpowers. Of course, Dashan was excluded by them. Dashan's strength

It has escaped the category of human beings, so these two people have nothing to argue with each other all day long. Dashan saw Ye Feiruo's face turned red, with a look of reluctance, and couldn't help but angrily yelled: "How presumptuous, sir, I'm over here."

, not big or small yet?”

At this time, they both remembered that they were accompanying Vincent this time, not on a usual mission, so they all shrank their heads and remained silent.

Vincent couldn't help but smile softly when he saw the bearlike behavior of the two of them, and said lightly: "Okay, it's getting late, there will be sandstorms at night, it's unwise to rush, and it's already far away now.

We may not be able to catch up. There happens to be a ruined house here, so let’s camp there to avoid the sandstorm.”

Hearing that it was time to rest, Ye Feiruo jumped with excitement, hurriedly unloaded her luggage from the car, and went to choose a good location to set up a tent in the ruins. The night darkened not long after, and everyone was filled with excitement.

Dark clouds covered the starry sky, and the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing up the sand on the ground and rustling on the tent. Fortunately, their tent was set up behind a broken wall, and the wind and sand had little impact on them. They solved it hastily.
Chapter completed!