I’m Raising Adorable Treasures In the Last Days

  Chapter 63: A walking fish

  Let the vines close the door, and the small team cleaned it again.

  Miao Miaofeng collected the ingredients, but I also knew that it was not a good time now, so I had to endure it and simply made some food.

After midday, Lan Shiruo took out the monster crystal core secretly put away and handed it to Han Qingquan, "Monsters are both dark attributes and corrosive poisons. You can try to refine them to improve their abilities. "

  The little friends are very curious, and they come to see, "Is the crystal core like this?"

"No," Lan Shiruo said, "The color of the crystal nucleus for each attribute is different, and the level will increase in the future. The higher the level, the purer the color of the crystal nucleus. This crystal nucleus is black and poisonous. It has the same attributes as Qingquan and can only be used by her. The second-order carrion corpse has no attributes, and everyone can use it, but the effect is not great. When the time is right, it will be given to you, but you can’t use it casually. Although there is no problem under normal circumstances, it will inevitably be counterproductive. After the third tier, it will be fine. For the second tier, you can collect some according to the situation when you want to use it. This is not difficult. This monster is out of luck, just eat a few more people. It’s a pity to be able to break through to Tier 2 and reach Tier 3. But it’s lucky for us. When it reaches Tier 3, we will not be its opponent if there are so many of us today."

  The friends nodded, they are not jealous, but curious.

Han Qingquan held the crystal core, with a faint sense. If Lan Shi did not teach it, he would wrap the crystal core with black mist and swallow it a little bit. The little friend watched the crystal core disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, the color of the black mist. Gradually deepen.

   "How do you feel?" A bunch of heads came together.

  Han Qingquan smiled faintly, "Very good."

  Although the little friend laughs very well, but the answer is too perfunctory.

  What is good?

   "What a good way?"

  Han Qingquan felt it seriously, “A previous attack could only corrode the skin and flesh of the carrion, but now it can corrode the bones and muscles.”

   "So if we absorb another one, can we corrode the whole carrion?"

   "No, I can only corrode at a certain point now, I can't do one-sided corrosion, the entire carrion area is too large."

  "Oh", the little friends lost interest in an instant, it sounds useless.

  Han Qingquan felt a rush of disgust.

  Lan Shiruo smiled helplessly, "Hurry up and rest a little longer, I don’t have to sleep at night."

   "If the poem said that the mutant species in the canal will come?" He Lian asked.

   Lan Shiruo nodded, "I hope it won't be too ferocious."

  In the afternoon, when the sky was getting dark, Gong Zhaocai returned with a group of people, all in embarrassment, some injured, and naturally some died.

  The people waiting at home rushed into the crowd to look for their family members. Those who found them cried with joy, but those who didn’t found cried. Seeing that his family was injured, his face was full of sadness.

  Ding Yibing was also injured, but he was accidentally scratched by his companion with a knife. The wound was very clear, and there was no need to isolate it. All other wounds, both clear and unclear, must be isolated for fear that someone would suddenly decompose and harm the whole area.

  Except for the quarantined person, all the others are separated, and they go home to rest.

  The atmosphere in the villa area is very sluggish. Everyone does things lightly, even crying, sobbing quietly.

  He Lian has good ears, no matter how quiet, you can hear it really. Sighed leisurely, "Life is really fragile."

  The little friends stayed away silently, saying that the white bone spirits became literary young women in a blink of an eye. From time to time, they came to some chicken soup, which was really unbearable.

Lan Shiruo is counting the weapons to be used at night, "There must be no less lighting equipment. He Lian should bring more arrows on her body. Bring a fishing net. Other things are difficult to explain. Bring more small knives to tie your body. Think about it for yourself, what else is needed."

  "Bring me two iron chains for my bone chopping knife." Han Qingquan wanted to get a weapon similar in shape to Miao Miao iron ball, one iron chain and one knife, which can be retracted freely.

  Miao Miao leaned forward, "My brother Han is my brother Han, really domineering."

  The little friends imagine a queen of the night, the picture of holding a pig knife in hand is really beautiful.

  There are many iron chain scrap purchase stations. Lan Shiruo picked two strong ones and fastened them firmly to the bone chopper.

  Han Qingquan tried it, and it's easy to retract and rewind, which is very good.

  Zhang Yun and Lan Shiruo have not found a handy weapon, they still use the watermelon knife.

  Lan Shiruo felt that the bone cutter was too short and insecure, Zhang Yun felt that the bone cutter was a bit heavier, and she couldn't hold it.

  At night, the villa area is shrouded in silence, He Lian is always listening to the movement outside, ready to set off at any time.

  It’s just that, until midnight, when everyone was drowsy, there was no movement.

   "Will you stop coming tonight?"

   Lan Shiruo shook his head, “The later you come, the more careful you must be. It means that they have a leader and know when it is the most relaxed time for human beings.”

  The little friends looked at each other, so bad?

   is indeed declining.

  Before dawn, at the darkest hour, the breeze of the cold wind will cover up the sound of footsteps approaching here quietly.

  He Lian woke up suddenly, "It doesn't seem to be right, the sound of the wind is not right."

  "Is it here?" The little friend followed Xingshen and clenched the weapon in his hand.

   "I'm not sure, but it's really not right. The sound of the wind has become thicker."

  Lan Shiruo looked solemn, "It is indeed here, they move with the frequency of the wind, it is difficult for people to notice."

  Miao Miao exclaimed, "Is that smart?"

  Lan Shiruo nodded, "Preparing to fight, Shui Yao will call for someone."

"good."

  The small team moved quickly, and Lan Shiruo asked the general and the mouse brother to stay in the villa, pretending to take care of Lebao.

  The general is not happy, but the old master still has to listen to what the old master says. Brother Mouse knows his fighting strength is scum, and he didn't want to be strong.

   Lan Shiruo patted a dog and a mouse on the head, quickly ran up to the high platform to wake up Xia Xun. "Don't sleep, get up and have a look."

  Xia Xun jumped in shock. He didn't understand what was going on. He instinctively stood up and fought with a weapon, "Where, what?"

  Lan Shiruo expressionless, "Look ahead,"

An emergency light turned on, and Xia Xun instantly became sober, seeing who it was, and becoming weak again, "Lady Lan, Miss Lan, why are you in the middle of the night? Why? I've come to sleep with me. ?"

   Lan Shiruo frowned, "Death is imminent, quickly take a closer look at how many have come."

  Xia Xun was stunned, turned on the searchlight, I went, less than a mile away, densely packed fish, they are walking, walking with their fins?

  Also, what the **** is their grin and grin, which is bigger than a human body?

   "No, no, it's not good." Xia Xun panicked and rang the alarm bell, "Fish invasion, fish invasion, hurry up."

  The fish was stunned for a moment because of the lights and sounds, and then they hurried forward, and then accidentally hid them.

   Seeing this, the little friend next to him twisted his brows together. There really is a leader.

  Gong Zhao was awakened by Yun Shui Yao. He stepped out before the others. He heard Xia Xun's words and thought of Lan Shiruo's words during the day, his face was extremely bad.

   "Everyone hurry up and get ready to fight, hurry up, hurry up." Gong Zhao's voice is much more useful than Xia Xun's shouting.

  The sleepy man turned over, picked up his weapon, and rushed out.

"What happened?"

  (End of this chapter)