Brown pear fruit is of extraordinary value.

If Fu Hongyang had not become the host of Wu Ju, he would not have been willing to give the brown pear to others for food. Unfortunately, he knew his current situation.

I had eaten so many sausages, strong and light-flavored, but they had nothing to do with the bayou tree. Parasites must be repulsive. He and Doudou have become hosts of Wuzhu. In the future, they will probably have to be hung on the Wuzhu tree and cannot change the flag.

Therefore, if he eats the brown pear himself, it will at most be a delicious fruit.

Only by giving food to ordinary people can they maximize their role.

"Give it to Jiuri." After thinking about it, he decided to give it to Ge Dongxu.

Ge Dongxu was a little owed. He was a little unhappy when he called the nickname "Xiaoxue" before. However, Ge Dongxu was all classmates with him in elementary, junior and high school. He knew the bottom line and knew that the other party was not bad. Moreover, the relationship between the two was familiar enough to be his good helper.

"First give Ge Dongxu, then arrange Feng Juan, Wei Zheng and Wang Feihu..." Unconsciously, his approach was no different from Tao Zhuang's approach.

Human nature has selfish and seeking good fortune and avoiding bad luck. Of course, Fu Hongyang hopes that people he is familiar with become evolvers, rather than trying hard to help a group of strangers. He has no intention of relying on his identity as an evolutionist to act as a mighty person, but he must have the right to speak and leadership to achieve his goals.

Bring the fruits and retrieve the fat cat,

Fu Hongyang rode a motorcycle and quickly returned to the camphor tree without haze. When he passed by his black tree, he could see that the black tree had become a big circle again.

The surrounding haze becomes increasingly faded, and a new haze-free zone can be formed soon, and eventually merged with the camphor haze-free zone.

"Xiao Fu, are you back?"

Liu Dajun and others were still building roadblocks. After seeing Fu Hongyang, they all eagerly leaned over.

Fu Hongyang knew what they wanted to hear: "There is no fragrant fruit on the mulberry tree, so I'll go and check it out tomorrow."

"oh."

Everyone couldn't hide their disappointment.

"Xiao Fu, why not tell us what the evolutionary people look like and how do you get superpowers?" someone suggested.

"After eating the fruit, I naturally feel that my strength has increased and I can release superpowers. I don't know much about the others."

"that's all?"

"In the past, Mayor Tao and the others were all evolvers. Didn't you tell you about the situation of the evolvers?"

"I said it, but what I said was as vague as you."

Fu Hongyang replied: "I was not vague. How did this superpower come about? I couldn't figure it out clearly, and I suddenly had it. I could only leave it to scientists to explain it." He was too lazy to tell others about the mysterious evolutionary experiences of parasitic seedlings and fragrant fruits.

When they eat fragrant fruit, they will naturally experience it slowly.

"Hey, why did you catch a cat and come back?" A woman in her thirties saw a fat cat tied in the trunk of a motorcycle.

The fat cat let out a pitiful voice: "Meow."

"This is the fat cat I have fed with Cushizi before. Look at its size, it must have evolved. I plan to bring it back and raise it. If it is raised, it can help hunt zombies." He didn't plan to raise this fat cat himself, so he would leave it to Feng Juan to raise. Girls like small animals very much.

It was a bit cruel to ask Feng Juan to fight on the front line, so it was just right for her to raise cats and ants.

This is indeed the case.

After seeing the fat cat, Feng Juan immediately showed love: "Wow, Yoko, where did you get such a big cat?"

"Evolutionary Cat."

"Oh, that's the one you said before, right?"

"right."

After handing the fat cat's rope to Feng Juan, Fu Hongyang went to find Ge Dongxu. The survivors he knew and did not know along the way all greeted him.

The impact of the scene of him fighting alone in the group of corpses yesterday left a deep impression on the survivors.

Ge Dongxu was dragging the zombie corpses with others. They planned to drag the zombie corpses into the previously dug pit, and then pour gasoline on to burn them. These corpses were not processed for a long time. If they cause viruses such as plague after rotting, it would be a tragedy.

"Yoko, you're back, how about you?"

"There is no saccharin that can evolve." Fu Hongyang signaled Ge Dongxu to follow him, and came to a corner, and took out the brown pear fragrant fruit directly. "There is no saccharin, but the brown pear tree has a fragrant fruit, and it is the strong-saccharin fragrant fruit I told you, which is more valuable."

"Really!" Ge Dongxu trembled his hands, took the plastic bag, swallowed unconsciously, then raised his head and said solemnly, "Yozi, we have known each other for more than ten years. I won't say anything thank you. Brother, you understand me!"

Fu Hongyang nodded: "Eat quickly."

He took out the brown pear fruit and Ge Dongxu ate it voraciously. The whole process lasted less than twenty seconds, and even ate the fruit cores.

After eating, I will smash the mouth: "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

Rubbing his hands, he asked hopefully: "Yozi, can I become an evolutionist like this? Can I use my superpowers to kill zombies like you?"

"I don't know, maybe everyone's evolution will not be the same. If you feel your evolution carefully, we will compare it at that time."

"clear."

"By the way, is there only one brown pear?" Ge Dongxu suddenly remembered, "I'll eat only one, what should Feng Juan and the others do?"

"Wait for the next batch."

"All right."

Ge Dongxu felt a little guilty about eating fragrant fruit first, but he was soon replaced by excitement and twisted: "Yozi, I have feelings! I really have feelings, my stomach is ringing, has it evolved? I must have evolved, I feel my strength has become bigger!"

"You can slowly understand the evolution...Who keeps the pistols on Nine Days?"

"It's kept in Teacher Ma's hands, but it's useless. There are only three bullets left, and we won't shoot."

"Take me to find Teacher Ma, I'm going to play with the pistol." Fu Hongyang was still very excited about the pistol, even though the pistol was no longer an important weapon to him.

Teacher Ma is a mathematics teacher in a junior high school in the town. He has never taught Fu Hongyang's class and is tall and thin and wears a pair of glasses. He is very lucky. He has not become a zombie, and his wife and son have not changed. The family of three is really lucky. Currently, Teacher Ma is responsible for managing the materials in the haze-free area.

"Teacher Ma, Yoko wants to see the pistol."

"It's Fu Hongyang." Teacher Ma was sorting out the boxes for supplies. Hearing this, he didn't refuse and directly gave the pistol to Fu Hongyang. "There are only three bullets left and I can't use them. I'll put them away. If you want to play, just use them, but be careful, it's a gun after all."

Four pistols and three bullets, I have to say, they are too shabby.

However, after all, Taoji Town is just a small town, and there are not many police officers who can match guns, so there are naturally not many guns and bullets, and a group of them were lost during the breakout.

"Type 77." Fu Hongyang touched the gun, a little excited.

All three are Type 77 pistols, which are relatively old-fashioned pistols. Nowadays, police in big cities are basically equipped with Type 05 revolver pistols. However, in grassroots police stations, some places may still use the oldest Type 54 pistols, so Type 77 pistols are very common.

Pull the bolt, open the safety, and change the magazine.

Fu Hongyang fumbled for a moment and learned it himself: "Teacher Ma, let me keep this pistol."
Chapter completed!