Space hoarding mutated wood system

Chapter 91: Solving the Corpse Elvis Presley
There was no trace of worry on Shen Bing's face, and he injected some superpower before the protective shield was about to break.

I saw the dim protective shield, and in an instant, it became stronger than it was at the beginning.

The corpse turned into Elvis, and after hitting it several times, it stopped opposite Shen Bing.

"Meow!"

It seemed very angry, and the hairs on its body stood up one by one.

Shen Bing threw a bone from the protective shield and hit the corpse Elvis.

The corpse Elvis quickly dodged away and sniffed with his nose. This time his tail stood up in anger. It was a cat, not a dog.

Shen Bing stood in the protective cover, feeling a little thirsty. He took out a bottle of mineral water and took a few sips.

"Bang" sound.

She lowered her head and looked into the big scarlet eyes of corpse Elvis. She stretched out her hand provocatively and waved at it.

"Meow!"

The corpse Elvis no longer dodges, but keeps using his claws to grab the protective shield. The sound of "stab, stab, stab" is particularly harsh.

The color of the protective shield is getting lighter and lighter, and it looks like it is about to break at any time.

Shen Bing held the Tang Dao and stood inside, with no intention of repairing the protective shield.

There was a "crash" sound.

The shield shattered into countless pieces.

The sharp claws of the corpse Elvis reached the tip of Shen Bing's nose and would scratch her face just a little bit forward.

"Bang" sound.

The corpse Elvis was hit hard on the ground, and its head was penetrated from bottom to top by a Tang knife.

Shen Bing pulled out the Tang Dao and swung it twice. Not a drop of blood was left on the knife.

She stepped towards the lounge. The door of the lounge was open because the corpse Elvis flew out from inside.

A scene inside.

It made Shen Bing, who had seen countless strong winds and waves, feel nauseous and constantly queasy.

"Please, kill me." A feeble voice came out intermittently.

Shen Bing frowned, and his eyes passed through the mutilated corpses and landed on the bloody person in the corner. Judging from the hair, it was a woman.

"Elvis Presley is dead."

The woman raised her bloody face, took a few deep breaths, and laughed at herself: "I'm going to die too."

"If you want to live, it's not impossible."

When Shen Bing was fighting the mutated Elvis, she broke through the first level and became a second-level superpower. It was no problem to save a person.

"tired."

The woman struggled to say a word and tried hard to say: "Don't come in, I'm going out."

She didn't want to die in a room full of rotting corpses, even if she knew clearly that after her death, she would be no different from them.

Shen Bing stood at the door, unable to bear to continue looking, turned his back to

The woman moved extremely slowly and crawled to the door. Both arms had no strength.

Shen Bing knelt down and was about to help, but the woman refused.

"Don't look too close to me. My body is infected with the poison of Elvis Presley who turned into a corpse. Even if I die, I will turn into a corpse."

She didn't want to become a man-eating monster, otherwise she wouldn't beg the girl in front of her to kill her.

Shen Bing is not a kind person. She treats women patiently. The reason is simple. She sees the shadow of herself in the previous life in the woman.

A person, struggling painfully in the last days, wants to commit suicide many times to escape.

If it weren't for the people sent by Mu Ze to protect her secretly, she would have died several times.

"If you are scratched by the corpse Elvis, you may not mutate, but you may also become a person with super powers."

The woman thought about what she had experienced in the past few days and wanted to die.

"It's so tiring to live."

Shen Bing was silent. She understood these four words deeply, "Don't you have anyone you care about?"

"Concerned? Ahem..."

Shen Bing took out a bottle of water from his backpack, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to the woman.

The woman took it, took a big sip, and seemed to regain some strength and said: "My husband and son left me behind in order to escape the chasing zombies. I only have one brother left. Without my drag, he will live a better life." good."

Her brother initially opposed her marriage, saying that her husband was unreliable. For this reason, their relationship was tense and they had not been in contact for many years.

She pulled off the necklace hanging around her neck, "There are photos of me and my brother when we were young. If my sister has a chance to see him in the future, help me give him the necklace and tell him that the girl was wrong."

Shen Bing noticed that the woman's voice was getting softer and softer, and red light flashed in her pupils from time to time.

She took the necklace from the woman, and after the woman said "thank you", she waved the Tang Dao in her hand, turned around and left the shop.

this moment.

She suddenly wanted to find a place to stay quietly, let all the supplies go to hell, and I wanted to rest.

A green vine shot out from Shen Bing's hand and was tied to a bump on the roof. She climbed up to the roof in twos and twos.

There was nothing on it but a thick layer of dust.

An extra-large Simmons bed appeared next to her.

Shen Bing changed into clean clothes and lay on it, looking at the dim sky. The woman's pale face slowly condensed, and her mouth opened and closed.

"Sister, please."

She took the necklace out of the space and was surprised to find that the blood-stained necklace looked brand new.

This is?

She sat up and took out the dirty clothes that had just been stored in the space. They were as good as new.

The space has a purification function, which was definitely not the case before. Could it be the reason why she advanced.

Forget it.

She just wanted to have a good rest now.

Lying back on the bed, staring in an unknown direction in a daze.

"Hoohoho!"

Roaring sounds, coupled with dense footsteps, came from far and near, and the voices of survivors calling for help could be faintly heard.

Shen Bing's posture was broken, he didn't want to move, and he was not in the mood to join in the fun.

and many more.

The voice speaking below sounded a bit familiar.

"md, so unlucky."

Sun Moming covered his injured arm and tried to run forward. He lost too much blood and his head was dizzy.

He was injured to save Chen Jiaxin. Chen Jiaxin followed Song Lin and complained.

"Don't you know how to be careful? The smell of blood is so strong. Can we get rid of the zombies behind us?"

Sun Moming's eyes dimmed, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Why is he injured? You don't know." Lian Yutong is not a superpower, and his physical strength cannot keep up. In short, he is out of breath.

Chen Jiaxin thought for a while, but finally did not say anything against it.

"There is a car in front that looks good." Song Lin looked happy and continued to run blindly. They couldn't get rid of them at all, and there were more and more zombies behind them.

I don’t know if he is overthinking it.

The speed of zombies seems to be much faster than that at the beginning of the apocalypse.

Running blatantly on the street will only make you a target in the end.

He turned his head and looked at the zombie behind him who was closest to them, less than twenty meters away.

do not care.

I can only take a gamble.

If the van could start, they would have a chance to survive. Otherwise, they would be dead sooner or later.

"I need someone to hold the zombies back for a few minutes."

"Li Guobin, you go."

Lian Yutong and Chen Jiaxin said in unison, and at this moment, there was quite a tacit understanding.

"I, I can't do this alone."

It was true that Li Guobin had killed a lot of zombies. He was asked to fight dozens of them by himself. Before he could take action, his legs became weak.

(End of this chapter)