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Volume Two Chapter 35

A drill hammer is a good weapon, but it can only be classified as an ordinary steel weapon, and there is nothing to do with zombies with bone mutants.

For example, a knife-arm zombie, if Fu Hongyang had not introduced it into the ditch, it would be impossible to hunt it by using a drill hammer alone.

However, these finger knives are mutated products of zombies themselves, and their hardness is far greater than that of steel. Even if they may not have a blade, they still have the ability to break the defense far exceeds that of the drill hammer under strong slashing. The length of one meter is also very moderate, and the increase in combat power is far greater than that of the drill hammer.

"Strong Battle Knife!"

Fu Hongyang has completed the naming of his new weapon, the Dali Fighting Knife, and he believes in the great force to do miracles. He must use Dali Fighting to slash it.

But relying on great strength alone is not enough, it has to be fast. This requires him to pick up his own "sword drawing technique" created before. Fast and ruthlessness are the correct way to use the powerful sword.

"I really want to have a few more zombies and let me try the effect of the powerful sword."

He is still in an excited state and can't sleep at all.

He simply borrowed a batch of files and sandpaper from the car repairman Tao Jiuxian, sat under the camphor tree, and slowly polished the handle of the powerful sword with the light of the mine lamp.

"Yozi, are you going to use these two bones as weapons?" Ge Dongxu and others cleaned the remains of the Knife Arm zombie together. They wanted to be lazy, so they ran over to chat with Fu Hongyang.

"Um."

"Handsome!" Ge Dongxu picked up a powerful sword on the ground. "I feel that except for the sharp tip, the blade is very rough. Can it be cut into zombies?"

"It's OK to have a strong force, so I'll call it a strong force sword."

"Haha, Dali Zhan Knife, Yoko, I really admire your ability to name it. The last weapon is called a drill hammer. This one is called Dali Zhan Knife. Can it be more rustic?"

"Have you heard a saying, 'The rustic is not a terrible one, the combat power is five'?"

"Can it be the same?"

"Same." Fu Hongyang was not interested in discussing with Ge Dongxu what kind of name was Xin Daya. He asked, "The bones of the sword arm zombies are very strong, harder than steel, and very lightweight. Tell Liu Dajun and the others to see if they can be collected and used."

"Yes, I'll go and say it."

In fact, zombies can use not only mutant hearts and mutant bones. Fu Hongyang really wants to say that mutant zombie meat may also be used as food - after all, this is different from the rotten zombies in the movie. The zombies here have not rotted, but are just mutated towards unknown mutants.

The rotten and foul smell was the green mucus produced in the zombie's body and the already black and purple dirty blood.

It's not the muscles of the zombie itself.

In other words, the body fluids of zombies are basically contaminated, but the muscle tissue is undergoing transformation. Of course, eating zombie mutant intestinal silk is too much. Eating zombie meat can't even accept it. Fu Hongyang, who has long been "psychopathic". His perversion is adapting to the environment, rather than degenerating into being cannibalism.

No matter what, zombies are, they are also humans during their lifetime.

So he did not mention the zombie meat, but only asked Ge Dongxu and Liu Dajun to collect the zombie bones.

...

When the bones of the knife arm zombie were collected and the ground was washed clean, it was only 9:30 in the evening. Fu Hongyang shredded the bones bit by bit with files and sandpaper, and only polished a powerful battle knife.

He returned to the room, lit a candle, and continued to polish another handful.

After struggling until eleven o'clock, I finally polished the handle of another powerful sword. I held it in my hand and felt no discomfort except for the lightweight mass. Of course, there is another problem, that is, one side of the blade of the powerful sword is an inner arc, which is opposite to the outer arc edge of the ordinary large sword.

It takes some adaptation to wield the powerful sword in the inner arc smoothly, but it is actually not a problem to cooperate with his Xia Jiba's sword drawing technique.

Just use miracles to achieve great force and use great force to cut.

Anyway, it's just a group of zombies that rely on the instinct of wild beasts to act, and they don't even know how to avoid them.

I didn't have any dreams about Wu Ju at night, but instead dreamed that I held two powerful swords and killed seven in and seven out of the zombie group.

However, at two o'clock in the morning, when he was enjoying the pleasure of killing zombies, he was suddenly awakened by Doudou's screams.

Through the connection between the spirits, I sensed that Doudou was so hungry: "Wool!"

"You can still be hungry after eating so many leftovers at night?" Fu Hongyang got up and took out the little ghost umbrella collected by Feng Juan during the day to feed it. "I will give it to you all. These days, Blackheads are in vain to carry its ants army with him. I have planted so many little ghost umbrellas, all of which are in your mouth."

Doudou started eating wildly, almost overwhelming the dog's basin.

Fu Hongyang was about to go back to bed, but when he took the flashlight, he looked at Doudou, and suddenly found that Doudou had become unfamiliar.

The originally slender body of Doudou actually swelled into a fat dog in a balloon-like posture. The muscles on her body didn't know the fat, and they bulged like foam.

"Um?"

Fu Hongyang was stunned.

Then he woke up, quickly walked to Doudou, touched its body, and felt soft, not like a muscle: "No, the body increase brought by your black sapling fruit is to make you a big fat man? A fat dog? You are evolving like this, how can I take you out to hunt zombies?"

Doudou didn't know what Fu Hongyang was thinking. It ate all the pot of a little ghost umbrella and barked again, indicating that it was still very hungry.

Although he was not satisfied with Doudou's obesity evolution, he had to give Doudou a full meal. He could only use a flashlight to find some food in the camp warehouse and continue to feed Doudou.

I looked like a bean with full food and drink, lying on the ground, like a meat ball.

Fu Hongyang sighed heavily.

I had been struggling for a while before falling asleep. The next day, I woke up before dawn. My spirits did not get worse because of the tossing last night, and I was still full of energy. I rubbed my eyes and suddenly remembered something. I quickly looked at Doudou who was asleep at the door, and was surprised again when I saw it.

Doudou, who became a pig last night, returned to a long and thin body shape in just four hours, but it was obviously bigger than yesterday's daytime body shape, and it took more than two circles.

"Get up, get up."

He woke Doudou up, took out a steel tape measure, and carefully measured Doudou.

I remember that when I first left the haze-free area of ​​Doudou, I measured it for the first time. Doudou's shoulders were 85 cm tall and 110 cm long in a standing posture. After coming to the haze-free area of ​​Xiangchangchang, Doudou grew up a lot, but the extent of growing up that night was too exaggerated.

"The shoulder height is 105 cm and the body length is 135 cm. Doudou, you are going to go against the will of heaven. Is there such a big dog?" Fu Hongyang looked at the measurement results and exclaimed, "It seems that the obesity last night was just a process of your evolution. Your black sapling fruit has a strong strengthening effect. Just call it a strong fruit."

"Wow!" Doudou echoed.

"It's not enough to have a body shape alone. I should train your bite force more so that when you deal with some ordinary zombies, you can bite the zombie's neck by just opening your mouth." He used to worry that Doudou's mouth was not big enough and he couldn't bite the zombie's neck. Now Doudou's body is soaring.

Opening your mouth can be called a bloody mouth, and it is no problem to deal with ordinary zombies.
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