【Revise】

Although it was already morning, the red moon still existed in the sky, it was an inconspicuous phantom, and the red mist had completely disappeared. The zombies outside seemed to have been injected with stimulants.

Huang Biao looked out the window and analyzed: "Do you think these zombies seem to have returned to the way we were on the first day, they are roughly the same."

Su Changxing put down the empty lunch box he had eaten, nodded and said, "It's like a seven-day reincarnation. From this point of view, it will be the second blood moon in fourteen days, but this should also be regarded as the last chance."

Huang Biao narrowed his eyes and said, "You mean that the corpse will start to change at that time."

Su Changxing nodded, and thoughtfully said: "Almost, it may be earlier, and it may be the real moment of despair at that time."

As time goes by, the sense of oppression that is about to turn into a dead body will become more and more intense, especially for those who know the truth, and those who are relatively ignorant will feel much more relaxed.

After dinner, Su Changxing went back to his room, lit some incense, and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and he felt refreshed. The exhaustion from last night's battle had disappeared.

The blood moon and the hairy-faced giant in the sky have also disappeared, the sky is blue and bright, and the outside world has returned to its original appearance.

Su Changxing turned on the phone, looked at it, and found that Shen Jinxuan still hadn't replied to the message, but the profile picture hadn't turned gray, which meant that she was still alive.

He walked out of the room and noticed that the corpses in the gathering place were almost cleaned up, and some sand was used to cover up the blood.

Because there is enough food in the gathering place now, and the zombies on the streets outside have also become sparse due to the blood moon, so the gathering place is in a state of shrinking all day long.

Su Changxing came to the edge of the jungle, waved his hand, and a figure rushed out very quickly, it was Xiao Bo.

Its body was still seriously injured, its flesh turned out, and its hair was wet with dark red blood.

Su Changxing looked at its body, took out the healing ointment and said:

"Your injury is still very serious, and the healing ability seems to be very weak. I have healing ointment here. You can apply it and see if it works."

Xiaobo took the healing ointment with his fluffy palm, and said word by word: "My physical problem is not serious, and I will recover after a while."

Su Changxing thought for a while and asked, "How about the casualties of your people?"

Xiao Bo patted his chest with his palm, squeezed out a lot of blood, and said, "Dead, seventy percent, but the rest are all powerful monkeys."

Su Changxing couldn't help but said, "Before your injury heals, you'd better be gentle with yourself. I seem to know why your injury healed so slowly."

Feeling Su Changxing's strange eyes, Xiao Bo said, "This can make my body stronger."

such an extreme form of exercise......

Su Changxing frowned, and asked curiously: "Where did you learn...the way to become stronger."

A look of reminiscence appeared on Xiao Bo's face, and he said: I saw it on TV, it happened a long time ago, you humans are really not simple, you are obviously weak in stature, but you can come up with such a refined and powerful way. "

Su Changxing was silent for a second or two, then said flatly, "You must be watching some martial arts drama, right?"

Xiaobo nodded, and said cautiously: "Yes, it's a martial arts drama. This should be a kind of cheat book for you humans. It's called an iron cloth shirt. You keep beating your body to become stronger."

It turns out that your resistance to beating is not born, but developed.

Su Changxing thought that Xiaobo was still like a normal person when he was hit on the ground with the palm of the screecher before, this couldn't really be the iron shirt.

A monkey can watch TV dramas and learn martial arts, it is really a master.

Su Changxing pondered and said: "Yes, but I think you should practice after your injury is healed. This kind of training method, if you change it to a normal monkey, it will be useless for you."

Xiao Bo lowered his head and applied the ointment to the wound, with a happy expression on his face, he said: "This thing is very useful, it seems to make my body stronger."

As he spoke, it patted his chest again.

This is a monkey that likes to self-mutilate.

Su Changxing became numb, remembering that some people with high IQs have some strange hobbies, and it seems that monkeys are no exception, and said:

"In the evening, let some monkeys spread around to guard, and notify me if you see humans from outside."

With a thoughtful look on Xiao Bo's face, he said, "You mean those powerful humans who move at night, right?"

It seems that Xiaobo is also aware of the existence of hunters.

Su Changxing nodded and said: "Yes, it's them. The alert area can be as large as possible. If there is any situation, please notify me or our people at any time."

These monkeys are small and climb, they are not easy to attract attention, and they are difficult to spot at night, making them the perfect choice for sentinels.

Xiao Bo waved his hand, indicating that there was no problem, then turned around and ran into the depths of the jungle. While running, he punched himself on the back, causing the wound that was just about to heal to open again.

"..."

Su Changxing felt that there was something wrong with this monkey. It seemed that the pain was very weak, but the pleasure brought by the pain was even stronger.

Well, of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is really practicing iron shirts.

Going back~lightnovelpub.net~ Su Changxing saw several children wandering around the gathering place, and Zhu Xinxue took the lead. At this time, she acted like a big sister.

"Zhu Xinxue! What do you want to do?"

Su Changxing shouted from behind, and several people stopped immediately.

One of the thin-looking boys whispered, "Zhu Xinxue, isn't that your master? What shall we do now."

Zhu Xinxue's expression was stiff, and she smiled and said, "Ha, master, let's go down for a walk if there's nothing else, it's a bit boring up there."

Su Changxing approached and saw that these children were holding weapons in their hands, looking like they were going to fight a big fight, so he roughly guessed what they were going to do, and said angrily:

"So, tell me what you want to do when you go out?"

Among them were a few children whom he had seen before, and they came in with Tan Xiuqing.

Most of these children were around ten years old, and they stayed in a relatively safe place during the blood moon, so except for a few unlucky ones, most of them survived.

The gathering place is to take in children, which is also the result of their discussion, which takes into account the future and the relationship between social structures.

Children can ease the relationship between people. It may not matter whether a small group has children or not, but a large gathering place is necessary.

Some things are subtle, but important.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, Zhu Xinxue said frankly: "Well, I'm just going to kill a few zombies to try, but they insist on following me, and I can't help it."