After taking off his coat, he saw a row of bloody holes on his arms, two of which were particularly large and bleeding profusely.

Chen Xing took out the medical disinfectant spray from the car and sprayed it on the wound for a long time, grinning in pain. Then he took out the bandage, wrapped the wound with his hands and mouth, then took out the antidote and gave himself an injection

.Insect wolves carry rabies and zombie viruses, which must be purified, otherwise their lives will be in danger.

Without the trio, he did not dare to stay where he was. He searched for a suitable hiding place as he moved forward. Along the way, he kept encountering corpse dogs and living dead in twos and threes, but they were not fast, so he just had to avoid them.

After continuing for more than two hundred kilometers, he found a pile of rocks. After checking around, he found nothing unusual except for some white insect eggs in the cracks of the rocks. Maybe he had seen too many insect eggs recently, but he didn't find any.

Taking it to heart, he parked the motorcycle under the rocks and climbed up.

It was now four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting, and it was not so hot anymore. He took off his coat, untied the bandage, applied medicine to himself, and bandaged it again. His physical assessment was only 12 points, which meant,

It is only 20% faster than normal people. Such a wound requires at least twelve hours of rest to recover.

But he only regained his mobility, not his wounds. After resting for a while, he took out the kerosene lamp and cooked himself a bowl of vegetable luncheon meat noodles. After eating, he lay down on the slightly heated stones and rested with his backpack on his pillow.

Gradually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he fell asleep.

"Da da da……"

In the middle of the night, Chen Xing was awakened by a stabbing pain in his head. He quickly pulled out his pistol, took out his flashlight, and shined it in the direction where he sensed danger.

The incandescent light quickly locked onto its target - a palm-sized black scorpion. Its whole body was as black as ink, reflecting cold light. A scorpion tail rolled upwards, and its sting was pointed and long, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

This is the Gobi black scorpion, which is extremely poisonous. One sting can kill an elephant. Only then did Chen Xing connect the eggs in the cracks of the rocks with them. It turns out that this is the perfect breeding ground for the black scorpion.

Chen Xing took aim with the pistol, hesitated for a few seconds, then put it back on his waist and used the dagger instead. If he fired a gun in the wilderness in the middle of the night, the sound and fire would be transmitted far away, attracting the attention of wild creatures or humans.

"Rustling, rustling..."

He seemed to hear a fine rubbing sound in his ears, and he couldn't help but look down, feeling a chill down his spine.

I saw densely packed black scorpions crawling under the rocks, which made my scalp numb. After a brief hesitation, Chen Xing took out two incendiary grenades and rolled them to the side and near the locomotive.

"Bang bang!"

There were two muffled sounds and flames shot up into the sky. The black scorpions were afraid of the fire and immediately fled. Chen Xing jumped down from the stone, got on his motorcycle and quickly fled the scene.

After running a few kilometers, he slowed down, turned off the engine, and stopped. Driving in the wilderness at night, like fireflies, the sound of the engine and the lights would lead to a lot of unknown dangers.

"Huhuhu..."

Not long after he stopped, several pale shadows came over. When the flashlight shone, it was the corpse dog. Chen Xing did not dare to use the gun, so he pulled out the dagger and rushed over. With his current strength, he could kill several corpse dogs.

It was easy for the dogs. After a while, all the throats were cut and then covered with soil to prevent the smell of blood from spreading.

After working until midnight, Chen Xing didn't dare to sleep anymore. He sat in the car and closed his eyes to rest.

After staying up for several hours, a bright light finally appeared on the horizon. Chen Xing started the motorcycle and continued heading towards the Gari tribe.

Halfway through, in order to avoid a small stone, Chen Xing twisted hard, and the wound was pulled, and he almost let go of the pain. He couldn't help but think that it would be great if there was a quick healer. He could recover immediately after doing it a little bit.

usual.

I don’t know why, but Ye Yang Bailiu’s talent as a healer shows no sign of awakening. Could it be that some opportunity is needed?

Will the course of history be changed because of him, just like Big Cat did?

Thinking of this, he shuddered. Once history changes drastically, he will lose the advantage of foresight, and many things will develop in unforeseen directions.

But it didn't take long for him to regain his composure. A philosopher once said that there is inevitability and contingency in history. Some things will change and some will not.

Just like, he was able to achieve his current status because of his experience in three lives, which is inevitable, and because of good luck, he was reborn, which was accidental.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xing finally arrived at the location marked by Kuik. In front of him was a forest of Populus euphratica, with thick and twisted tree trunks, dry and cracked bark, yellow and green leaves, and many splits in the tree body, like a tree emerging from the ground.

The palm of my hand is ugly and terrifying.

Populus euphratica is one of the most common plants in the wilderness. It is known as the "hero tree" and is the soul of life in the desert. It has extremely strong vitality and is resistant to heat, drought, salt and alkali, and sandstorms.

It has the reputation of immortality for a thousand years, immortality for a thousand years even if it dies, and immortality for a thousand years even if it falls.”

Normally, in a semi-desert area, the presence of Populus euphratica forest means there is water source and is suitable for human habitation. Therefore, many refugee tribes will choose to be next to the Populus euphratica forest, where they can dig wells for water, protect against wind and sand, and hunt in the forest.

Desert animals, such as barren martens, hyenas, and hares.

However, the diet of refugees is relatively wide, and even cadaver dogs eat it. You know, cadaver dogs often eat the corpses of the living dead. Eating cadaver dogs is equivalent to indirect cannibalism.

Although the living dead can no longer be called "people", they have always evolved from human corpses, and their appearance and bones are exactly the same. Eating them will definitely have psychological effects, even if it is indirect. What's more, they have

Carrying the zombie virus.

Chen Xing drove along the periphery of the Populus euphratica forest, and sure enough, he soon saw a refugee tribe. The tents were gray and patched, stretching over a large area.

Some children in ragged clothes were running around in the open space between the tents, some were playing, and some were driving goats or black pigs.

The children of the refugees have to work since childhood, taking one or two sheep or pigs with them and looking for food everywhere. These meat animals are called "sand-shaving sheep" and "mountain patrol pigs". Their meat is delicious and will be sold when mature.

Large towns to feed the nobility and wealthy people.

This kind of special meat is not cheap. The market price is three to four silver coins per kilogram. But in fact, the income of the refugees is very low, and the purchase price of the vendors is only a few copper coins per kilogram. The reason is very simple. The vendors risk a lot of money.

It’s a big risk, it’s a long journey, and the shipping cost alone accounts for more than 70%.

"Is this the Gari tribe?" Chen Xing asked the child next to the tribe.

When the children saw him, not only did they not answer, but they dispersed and ran away, as if they had seen some monster.

Not long after, a dozen young men came over, holding spears or old shotguns in their hands, looking at Chen Xing warily.

The two sides observed each other for a while, and Chen Xing said loudly: "I am a friend of the 'Red Wolf' Quick!"

The young men suddenly beamed with joy, putting down their spears and shouldering their shotguns. The leader stepped forward, opened his arms, hugged Chen Xing, and said, "Welcome, friend of Quake."
Chapter completed!