Hua'an's thoughts are pure and his thinking is very simple. His head, which had been hit by external forces, lost his original memory and only had his survival instinct.

Looking at Hua An in a daze, Hua Yang couldn't help but ask: "Why did you attack me just now?"

"Because you wear clothes!" Hua An gestured to Hua Yang: "There are many walking zombies wearing clothes here, they are very dangerous! Only by slapping their heads can they be killed."

"So that's it!" Hua Yang suddenly realized and continued to ask, "Why don't you wear clothes?"

"Why do I need to wear clothes?" Hua An pointed at Hua Yang and said, "Don't you think wearing clothes is burdened? It affects your body's flexibility and also affects your prediction of crisis."

The Quegenxian guy took off his clothes and treated them as zombies. Without restraint, he fought with his survival instinct and then doubled his power. In an environment where the enemy was all in it, this is indeed the best choice, and he also had a wild imagination.

Hua Yang asked casually: "Do you kill zombies to collect the marrow stones in their heads?" As Hua Yang said that, Hua Yang stretched out his palm, and Op used three-dimensional projection to condense the shape of marrow stones on Hua Yang's palm.

"I have used this thing." Hua An said, grabbing his head with his big hand: "Some people hold it in the palm of their hands and immediately turn into powder. The whole person feels warm, his strength doubles, and he is not hungry or tired. Some people hold it in the palm of his hands but it is useless. I throw it into the skin bag."

"Where is the animal skin bag?" The embarrassment of collecting marrow stones made Hua Yang have no bottom line. It was like cheating candy from a child.

"I'll get it!" Hua'an is an action-oriented person, who is decisive in his work. He turns around and runs eastward. There are rows of emerald green poplar forests in the east, and there is a nest woven with branches on the poplar.

Hua Yang suddenly understood why the mutant rat gathered zombies next to the pig's nest. There were gradually becoming stronger pigs inside, and there were Hua'an, who was elusive and hunted alone zombies outside. He was worried about internal and external troubles! Gathering zombies around the pig's nest was also a helpless move.

The big truck swayed over, opened the gas tank cover, stuffed the oil gun in and started to refuel. Hua Yang's face flashed with thoughts and said to himself: "He is just using a double-edged sword, using it as a hurting person, or not." Then he said in a low voice: "No matter what, he is a human survivor. After the fuel tank is full, I will take you back to the garage first."

After a while, Hua An ran back and threw the animal skin bag to Hua Yang. Hua Yang stuffed his palm into it, dark green handwriting flashed in front of his eyes, and 215 marrow stones were found, with a total progress of 6225/50000.

After putting the empty skin bag on the ground, Hua Yang said to Hua An: "I will take you away and return to human society again. From now on, you are not allowed to attack humans wearing clothes."

"What if he is a walking corpse?" Hua An had hatred in his eyes: "I want to kill all the walking corpse."

"It's okay. You need a pair of eyes that distinguish survivors and zombies, rather than attacking clothes." Hua Yang said, leading Hua'an to continue walking along the highway. The cold sun shone on the earth-yellow road. In the quiet world, there were only two rows of deep footprints left on the loess.

Hiding under the shade of the tree, Hua An's cheeks bulged, his teeth flew up and down, and he swallowed after chewing for a few times. His entire throat was stretched out and Hua An rolled his eyes. After the food was swallowed, he reached out and grabbed another piece of cooked beef from the iron can and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you!" Fortunately, Hua Yang brought enough food and felt ashamed of Hua An, so he didn't stop him, so he asked Hua An to let go and eat.

After eating thirteen cans of canned beef in a row, Hua An wiped the corner of his mouth, his belly was raised high, but his eyes were filled with unsatisfactory: "I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and it feels so good to eat meat!"

"Follow me and have some meat to eat in the future!" Hua Yang threw another bottle of wine to Hua An: "You can still drink wine."

Hua An took the bottle of wine, smiled and said, "This is a good thing!" After that, he twisted the bottle, opened his mouth and poured half a bottle into it. The wine liquid penetrated into his throat and spread spicyly. Hua An's rosy face turned bright red in an instant. The scar on his face was also brighter in color.

Hua An sniffed comfortably in his arms, and his expression suddenly changed: "My head... Why! It hurts so much??" Hua An's naked body was bulging, and blood vessels like earthworms in the raised muscles grew angry. Hua An hugged his head with both hands, scars on his face were ferocious, and his eyes were filled with blood red.

"What's wrong?" Hua Yang asked Opp. After reviewing the information, Opp said: "This seems to be a mutant of supernatural power in a specific environment. You see, his combat power has doubled!"

Hua An's head was originally dark green 131, but now it turned into blood-red 262. Hua Yang was helpless for a moment. Seeing Hua An's body becoming more and more powerful, his eyes becoming more and more blood-red, and his expression became more and more ferocious. After the loss of reason, he would inevitably be crazy destruction.

Opp said to Hua Yang: "I want a way to sober him!"

Hua Yang took out two bottles of pure water and poured it downwards at Hua An's head. The cold pure water flowed on Hua An's face. His ferocious expression gradually calmed down, and his blood-red eyes slowly became black and white.

The tyrannical aura slowly dissipated. Hua Yang put away the bottle of wine and said, "You can be so patient when you eat and drink and go crazy! Get rid of it and follow me!" As Hua Yang said that, he took the lead and walked out of the woods, and began to think in his head that when his life was at stake, drinking a bottle of wine would double his combat effectiveness. It might be a way to save lives.

Hua An followed Hua Yang with his head down, and his simple head was filled with guilt. After Hua Yang walked to the toll station, he saw a long dragon of cars again.

Walking on broken glass, I walked to the back of a luxury sports car. The streamlined body was quietly parked on the yellow earth. The tail wings were extremely elegant like birds. The middle sign of the two playful and cute taillights was a standing horse. The solid rubber tires had slender treads and the stainless steel wheels radiated cold light in the sun.

This Ferrari is worth more than 10 million! Hua Yang couldn't help but whistle. When he turned to the car, he saw black blood stains on the beige door. The window glass was scattered on the ground, and a thick layer of dust fell on the hood and roof. Through the window Hua Yang saw half of the butt on the seat, the broken short skirt was stained black with blood. He was covered with blood-stained stockings on his calves and a slender red high heels on his feet. No matter how beautiful she used to be, there was only a ball of rotten odor left. It made Hua Yang unable to breathe.

He reached out and grabbed the steering wheel and strode around the trench for a while, looked back at Huaan and said, "Don't stand stupidly, help push!" The two of them tried together to push the Ferrari blocked on the road down the ditch. No matter how prosperous and wealth the owner had, they would eventually become a handful of loess in the ditch.

Two evolvers were busy on the road, and cars were pushed into the drainage ditch next to the road. The huge dragon of cars was decreasing little by little. They seemed as stupid as fools moving mountains, but they really had significant results.

Standing in front of a pure black Dodge Shepherd, Hua Yang patted the eight-meter-long body. The thick steel plates echoed dullly, and he raised his foot and kicked the wheels. He found that Dodge Shepherd also used solid tires.

The palm of his hand rubbed the car body and walked forward. A dark mark was drawn from the smooth body. The black paint was wiped off the dust. The dark paint was shiny in the sun. The windows were intact and the interior was intact. The owner had already left the car when the crisis broke out, otherwise the human tissue would be scattered in the whole car, fermenting and deteriorating, leaving an unbearable odor, instead of the fragrance of leather as it is now.

The key is inserted into the keyhole, and the clutch is just a little while. The dull engine roars and scatters, radiating the depression of this period of time, longing to run on the road, chasing the moon in the wind and chasing the moon. He does not want to fall into the ditch or be decayed on the road.

Hua Yang was very satisfied with Dodge Sheep, and patted the leather handrail and asked Hua An: "Can you drive?"

"It seems to be? It seems not? In short, I can't remember it." Hua An said and reached out and hugged his head: "Why does my head hurt when I think about it!"

"If you can't remember, don't think about it." Hua Yang jumped out of the car: "Continue to push the cart and clear a way."

The car dragons began to decrease one by one, and they were busy until four or five o'clock in the afternoon when the road near the gas station was opened. Hua Yang drove the Dodge Sheep full of gas and continued to drive towards the Hot Spring Valley.

Hua An sat in the passenger seat, touching here and there like a curious baby. The whole car was fresh in his eyes. The red wood car refrigerator was opened and filled with wine. Hua An took out a bottle, looked at the red wine, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful.

"Put back!" Hua Yang saw Hua An taking wine from the rearview mirror: "If you drink it, your head will hurt again. Then I will throw you in this wilderness."

Hua An immediately put the wine back, and it was absolutely happy to return to civilized life. The fragrance of beef is still fragrant between the lips and teeth, the taste buds awaken, and the deliciousness is recalling. Hua An swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took out the canned beef from the cloth bag, and gently stroked it with his fingernails, and the iron lid was scratched open.

Seeing Hua An eating voraciously, Hua Yang couldn't help but say, "You are really a foodie!" Hua An didn't refuse, and after swallowing the beef, he showed a shy smile at Hua Yang.

The wheels were fast, and the scenery on both sides of the road flew away. The yellowish color gradually turned into emerald green. The wind was sobbing, and it was somber that it was desolate. There was no mutant beast or zombie. It seemed that the wheels were crushing another world. Three hundred miles seemed to be very far away, but it was gradually approaching under the wheel of the Dodge Shepherd. The light in the sky dissipated little by little, and the night was shrouded in the stars.
Chapter completed!