This injury was the heaviest trauma that Li Lang had ever suffered, because of Zhou Blade's chop, the mysterious gelatinous substance in his body had been partially evaporated, his spirit had been severely damaged, and now he could only barely manage to adhere himself, while the regrowth of his flesh would require a huge amount of energy, that is to say, food!
Hunger once again surged from Li Lang's body, and the most helpless thing was that he could not replenish his energy in time, the energy used to repair himself seemed to come from the bone armor of his left arm, the fourth piece of bone armor that he possessed now had been absorbed and dissolved half of it. Li Lang knows that these bone armor is actually associated with the storage of their own energy, they are like a ruler representing their own energy, and with their disappearance, their own strength will inevitably be affected, the most intuitive is to be downgraded!
Whew, hurry up, hurry up again. Li Lang anxiously watched the wound on his waist slowly heal, and in his heart, he had already cursed Zhou Blade a thousand times, and in the future, if there was such a day, he vowed to avenge this!
However, Zhou Blade also did a good thing and helped Li Lang, that is, because of his warm-up massacre just now, there were thousands of zombie corpses scattered in the vicinity, which invariably solved the problem of food for Li Lang. Seeing that half of the fourth piece of bone armor had been dissolved and absorbed, and the wound at his waist had basically healed, Li Lang immediately used the last bit of strength in his entire body and struggled to crawl towards the nearest corpse.
Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters... With the forced struggle and the healing of the wounds, the residual energy in his body was consumed even more rapidly. The pain was secondary, these days of fighting life had gradually changed Li Lang, he could withstand pain a hundred times more intense than a waist cut, it was only that the bone armor on his arm melted away even more rapidly. By the time Li Lang finally tore off the first piece of flesh, his fourth piece of bone armor had completely melted away, while the third piece of bone armor had all been mostly melted away. In other words, his strength had dropped to between a level two zombie and a level three zombie!
But he couldn't care less right now, he just tore into the meat in his hands with a big mouthful, letting the purple and black corpse fluid drip all over half of his body. Regardless of whether it was clean or not, regardless of how it tasted, he only knew that he needed food! The mysterious gelatinous body inside his body was like a fire in a furnace, and food was the charcoal that made the fire burn brightly. He tore at it as fast as he could, and while it was like there was literally a burning fire inside his abdominal cavity that was searing his body, his legs slowly grew out little by little. When Li Lang tore open the thirteenth corpse and gnawed on the bright red and white greasy tendons, his legs had already finished growing, and now the reason why he was eating was that all he needed was physical strength.
Not long after, Li Lang who had eaten an entire arm had basically regained his strength.
It looks like if I want to recover or advance, I can only devour a level 4 or above zombie again, although I downgraded myself to level 2 and a half, I didn't realize that I still need to follow the original standard in order to recover, this time I lost a lot of money! Li Lang looked at the lifeless zombies all over the place and thought about his way out. Just now, he devoured several
Just now, he devoured several zombies, all of which were level 2 and level 3 zombies, but even though he repaired his body, it didn't have any effect on the recovery of energy in his body, which means that devouring level 2 and level 3 zombies to advance is hopeless. These corpses do not have level 4 zombies, if you want to fully recover, you can only wait for the next time you encounter a level 4 zombie and kill it. But in terms of his current combat power, after encountering a level 4 zombie, it would already be a blessing to be able to escape, not to mention killing the other party in a delusional way.
He could only take one step at a time and wait for the right time, the most important thing at the moment was to survive.
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Li Lang silently picked up the damaged gray level armor and pressed the activation button, then the armor with a few cracks was assembled to his body again, only that the accompanying armor alarm sound made him laugh bitterly.
"Armor damage degree, forty percent, flight function completely damaged, defense decreased by fifty percent, life expectancy reduced by sixty percent, weapons damaged by thirty percent..." The cold electronic synthesized voice kept reporting out a series of data, Li Lang's face had already become a bitter melon face, but fortunately this thing could still be used, not so much that it could not be used at all. What made him feel most relieved was that the information collector that he had gotten from Rohaider had not received any damage at all because it had been placed in the armor's compartment, and of course, there was also the tube of powerful aphrodisiac.
What he needed most now was not food, nor revenge, but - safety. Only when he was safe and had survived himself could he take revenge and become stronger! He had to become stronger! Originally, when he evolved into a level 4 zombie and possessed great strength, the idea of becoming stronger had been somewhat faded, because at that time, he was sitting on the sidelines, thinking that he was already very strong. But today he realized that he was wrong, very wrong! Even if it is the power of a level 4 zombie, in this chaotic world, it is only a mole cricket, to be trampled on by others, to be bullied by others, to be killed by others!
I want power, the power to stand at the top! Li Lang silently swore. Now he finally clearly had a goal other than revenge, a more powerful goal to support his life, to become stronger, to trample the world under his feet, the rules of intelligent life, to be set by him!
As for the safety now, Li Lang first found a relatively luxurious looking apartment, took a bath with a bathtub that could still supply water after resolving the primary zombies inside, and then found out the clothes of the male owner of this house - a suit, dressed up a bit, and after he could no longer see the zombie's appearance in the mirror, he got up and carried the armor disarmed into a metal box and headed out of town.
Just now, he had already detected a human camp five kilometers away with his armor radar, and it looked like it should be someone from some fortress or base that was preparing to spend the night there tonight, and all Leelang had to do was to go and seek their protection.
After walking for a while, when the sun was about to set, Li Lang approached this makeshift fortress surrounded by vehicles and ammo boxes and energy magazines, he was not worried in the least that the people in here were the people of Fortress 56, because as far as he knew, the people of Fortress 56 were strictly forbidden to go out at will, and the only ones who were able to come out were the powerful fighters, not to mention that this caravan's people were also carrying a lot of soft and weak women. Moreover, this field seemed to be within the radius of another fortress.
"Stand still!" When Li Lang stood still two hundred meters away from the camp, the people inside let out a warning for Li Lang to stand still.
Afterwards, a large man with four heavily armed men arrived in front of Li Lang.
"Who are you?" The big man pointed a gun at Li Lang's head and asked with a vigilant face, while those behind him were also aiming their guns at Li Lang, these weapons were very miscellaneous, there were laser guns, shotguns, pistols, and there was even a centuries-old AK-47 that looked like it was taken out of a museum, the unprocessed bright body of the gun made it impossible for people to doubt its power.
"I'm from that town over there... I... I saw your convoy, so I ran out of my hiding place... I..." Li Lang replied in panic, his plan was to play the role of a sheltered survivor hiding alone so that the caravan would take him in so that he could also blend into the fortress, "Please, help me, help..."
"Surprisingly a fucking survivor, hehehe..." The big man sized up Li Lang for a moment, then said, "A fine looking man, take off all your clothes, quick!"
Li Lang obediently took off his clothes, he understood that it wasn't that the big man had a hobby in that area, but he wanted to check if there were any traces of injuries from the zombies on his body.
And Li Lang's body had just finished growing, so of course there would be no bruises, so he passed without any problems, and shivered and dressed again.
"Hair, hair, chief, this is a few weeks' worth of booze money anyways." A thin monkey behind the big man said with a wicked smile.
"Look at you," the big man gave him a dissatisfied look, pointed at Li Lang, and said, "Take him to the caravan in the back."
The thin monkey immediately led Li Lang over, and on the way, he kept sizing up Li Lang, as if he had found money.
"This big brother, which fortress is your caravan going to?" Li Lang said with trepidation as he walked.
"Fortress? Che, those sons of bitches don't care about us outcasts, we're going to Boss Liu's Pathfinder Base, get up there you, stay honest ah, or brother will shoot you!" The skinny monkey went to the back of a truck's compartment and pulled it open, then shoved Li Lang in, threatened and unlocked the barn door from the outside.
Only then did Li Lang see that it was surprisingly full of women and children with their feet bound, and of course, there were also a few youths similar to him. He secretly sneered in his heart, already vaguely guessing what this convoy was for.
Sure enough, a girl around twenty years old by the door glanced at Li Lang and coldly asked: ''Are you a newly captured slave?