Ye Chen stood like a god of war, standing at the door, with black hair flying, and the fire ax in his hand dancing like air. When a large group of zombies rushed over, he would switch to "Tornado Dragon Slash". When there were only a few zombies, he would switch to "Whirlwind Dragon Slash".
"Double-edged strangulation".
The two moves were constantly switching in his hands. Ye Chen could feel that his physical strength was being greatly consumed. There were bursts of tearing sensations in his arms, as if his feet were cramped. This severe pain that ordinary people could not bear only made him slightly wrinkled.
I frowned, knowing that the load on my arm was too great and could no longer be used continuously.
When he raised his head, he saw a deafening roar, and the stench from the zombies' mouths was extremely pungent. Although hundreds of zombies had fallen on the ground at his feet, there were still seventy or eighty zombies crowding towards him.
Ye Chen gradually felt tired.
If an ordinary person with the strength of 30 people faced nearly two hundred zombies with the strength of 6 people, he would be crushed to death without being killed. This would be thanks to the two sword techniques of whirlwind dragon slash and double-edged strangulation.
"It's not an option if we continue like this, our strength will be exhausted." Ye Chen frowned, glanced at Ye Zhu and the others behind him, and said quickly: "Bailong, go find a gas tank and come here."
Bai Long was startled for a moment, then understood. He quickly ran up to the second floor and searched the room. Finally, he rushed down with a half-tank of gas jar and handed it to Ye Chen. He said in surprise: "It will detonate like this."
Won’t you blow yourself up?”
Ye Chen didn't say anything, and threw the fire ax in his hand to him. He turned around and held the gas altar, using it as a hammer, and swung it out to hit the zombies.
"Damn, use it as a weapon?" Bailong was surprised.
At this moment, the gas jar knocked over four or five zombies, and the jar was dented. Ye Chen quickly took out a lighter from his pocket and threw the gas jar towards the group of zombies with great force.
Overturning several zombies along the way, seeing that the gas tank was about to fall to the ground after exhaustion of its remaining power, Ye Chen threw the lighter out of his hand.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and all the zombies seemed to be slowing down...
I saw the lighter drawing a straight trajectory in mid-air, and finally hit the gas altar——
Bang!
Brilliant sparks shot out from the impact, and immediately, a loud explosion shook the entire street!
boom!!!
The iron pieces shot out in all directions, piercing the heads of the zombies one after another. The power of the flames swept the entire place, eroding all the dozens of zombies and burning them in a sea of fire.
The moment he threw the lighter, Ye Chen was already lying on the ground, so he did not suffer any harm.
After a while, the power of the blazing flames gradually subsided. Ye Chen looked up and saw a mess in front of him. Zombies were lying on the ground in a mess. In the center, the ground was scorched black. Several zombies nearby also had their skins and flesh torn apart. They were extremely miserable.
.
roar!
The zombies further away were not completely dead yet, struggling to crawl towards Ye Chen from the ground.
Ye Chen walked over with an indifferent expression, crushed his head with his foot, and turned to Bai Long: "Put away the genetically modified meat quickly, it's getting dark soon."
Bailong walked out from behind and saw the zombie corpses on the ground outside. He couldn't help but screamed: "Damn, this is okay!"
The group began to get busy and quickly collected the genetically modified meat from the zombies. Mo Feng just watched this scene silently without speaking, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Not long after, everything was packed up and the group set off and headed towards the research institute.
Zhuge Fan looked at the darkening night, and looked around with his big and agile eyes. He saw no one around, and he couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart. He said timidly: "There won't be any monsters coming out later, right?"
Bailong said angrily: "How is that possible!"
"stop!"
In front of the team, Ye Chen suddenly stopped, leaned over and put his ears to the ground. His expression changed slightly, he stood up and shouted: "Quickly, there is a monster coming this way!"
"Ah?" Bai Long's eyes widened, and he immediately turned to look at Zhuge Fan, as if he had seen a ghost, "Damn, it's so accurate, it's what you say."
Zhuge Fan's face turned red and he was speechless.
The group of people packed up their things and rushed towards the research institute. Fortunately, after walking for a while, the research institute was right in front of them. The group of people filed in, locked the doors and windows, and walked into the research room inside.
In the research room, the windows are all bulletproof glass, so ordinary zombies cannot break in.
Not long after, a huge shadow rushed in from outside. After lingering for a while, it left.
"Can you give me that genetically modified meat?" While Ye Zhu was cleaning the genetically modified meat, Mo Feng suddenly came over and said calmly.
Ye Zhu was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "Why?"
Mo Feng said: "If you just take it like this, the excess energy will be wasted. I can try to make a genetic potion to maximize the use of the energy of the genetically modified meat."
Ye Zhu's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, a little embarrassed.
"Give it to him!" At this time, Ye Chen suddenly walked in from outside and said calmly.
Ye Zhu glanced at him, finally nodded and said, "Okay!"
Mo Feng glanced at Ye Chen in surprise, but said nothing. After taking a large bag of genetically modified meat, he walked into the underground studio.
"Why should you give it to him, just in case..." Ye Zhu was a little worried.
Ye Chen shook his head and said, "I'll go take a look later, don't worry."
Genetic medicine!
In later generations, the flesh and blood of many monsters and genetically modified meat have been processed and made into genetic medicines, which are more convenient to use and do not waste a trace of energy.
If you eat it directly, some energy will not be digested.
After dinner, Ye Chen went to the basement and saw that on the workbench, Mo Feng poured a large bag of base meat into a machine jar and went through a series of processes such as mincing, compression, and extraction.
He was wearing a pair of white gloves, and his attitude seemed very focused in every step of the operation. It was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing of lifting energy and genes from flesh and blood, so he looked very skilled.
Not long after, he extracted a cup of milky white juice from the port, handed it to Ye Chen, and said indifferently: "Try it."
Ye Chen smiled, stretched out his slender white hands, held the cup and took a sip. There was a hint of fragrance in the coolness, and the nostalgic taste was exactly the same as what he drank in his previous life. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "Not bad!"
Mo Feng nodded, glanced at him, and suddenly asked: "How do you know there will be genetically modified meat inside the zombies?"
Ye Chen smiled slightly and said: "There are some things that you just know if you know them. There is no reason why."
Mo Feng glanced at him twice, turned around, picked up a notebook from the table next to him, and said: "The apocalyptic disaster broke out from a research institute in North America at seven o'clock in the evening on September 1, 2013.