Infinite devouring evolution of the last days

Chapter 75
After deciding on the direction of development, Zhao Yong had another motivation.

Sometimes human beings are really strange creatures. They are tired and full of negative energy, but once they have a goal to move forward, they will generate endless motivation.

Zhao Yong is in this state at this time.

Although he was already paralyzed with fatigue and suffered many injuries on his body, he refused to take a good rest and had to stand up and move forward. The place he was going to was still the most dangerous and dangerous place.

Maolang actually wanted to lie down for a while longer.

Maolang felt that in such a dangerous place, it would be better to find a place to hide than to work hard.

Let those mutants kill each other, wait until the end to make their debut, and harvest the last head.

But Zhao Yong, who has a system, clearly knows that the reason he entered the Gu refining land this time is to improve his ability.

All of this would be meaningless if he hid, he might as well go directly to Hanmen City.

And in this place, the surroundings are bare, there is not even a single obstacle, let alone a place to hide.

Zhao Yong pulled up the mao wolf who was lying on the ground, and ran towards the center of the Gu refining place where mutants were densely populated.

"Slow down! Slow down!!" Mao Lang was pulled by Zhao Yong and felt pain all over his body, "Damn it! I'm still a patient! Is this how you treat a patient?!"

"Stop pretending to me!" Zhao Yong was also not polite, as Zhao Yong had observed it before.

For some reason, Mao Lang has amazing resilience, and the small wounds on his body have almost healed.

Only the few big wounds have not healed yet, but they have obviously improved.

"I've seen it just now, and your injury is almost healed!"

When Mao Lang heard this, he laughed and said, "You have discovered all of this, as expected of Zhao Yong!"

"The question is how did you recover so quickly?"

Zhao Yong was still very surprised by this, because after all, Mao Lang didn't have an indestructible amulet, and was just an ordinary mutant.

A thought flashed in Zhao Yong's mind: Could it be that the bear has a super recovery ability?But never heard of it!

"I don't know either." Mao Lang said.

"But I can feel that there is an inexplicable force in my body. It was raging before, but now it is much more peaceful."

"Can't you explain the unknown power?" Zhao Yong stopped and looked at Mao Lang with confusion on his face.

Although Zhao Yong didn't know what this power was and where it came from.

But the wounds on Mao Lang's body were indeed healing at an astonishing speed, and it could even be seen with the naked eye if you looked closely.

"It's really powerful." Zhao Yong couldn't help admiring Mao Lang's special physique.

"Mao wolf! Be careful!!"

Just as Zhao Yong was talking, suddenly the group of black Gu King breath came back, and rushed towards Maolang at an unbelievable speed.

It was impossible for Zhao Yong to push Mao Lang away.

Zhao Yong walked too fast, and there were still five or six steps away from Mao Lang. In such a short time, he couldn't reach Mao Lang and push him away.

When Mao Lang heard Zhao Yong say "be careful", he looked around suspiciously, then turned around.

By chance, the black aura of the Gu King hit Mao Lang straight in the face.

"Oops!" Zhao Yong thought in his heart, "Now trouble is coming again."

Zhao Yong has seen Mao Lang go crazy after being bewitched by the Gu King, and his state is like Shura Evil Sha.

Now being directly hit by the black Gu King's breath on the face, the degree of rage must be stronger than before!

Zhao Yong held the snake knife in his hand, and jumped a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from Mao Lang, staring at him firmly.

Zhao Yong decided to be ruthless this time.

Because the recovery power of the Mao wolf is really amazing, and the defensive power of the Mao wolf will also be greatly improved after being berserk. Only a dead hand can stop the Mao wolf.

At this time, Mao Lang still turned his back to Zhao Yong, and did not move.

"Is this the calm before the storm?" Zhao Yong was very worried, this time Mao Lang couldn't take it anymore.

After much deliberation, Zhao Yong decided to act first.

Zhao Yong slowly raised the snake knife above his head, and then tiptoed towards Maolang, fearing that he would be disturbed by the slightest sound.

Mao Lang was also very cooperative and stood obediently with his back to Zhao Yong.

Just when Zhao Yong was about to chop down, Mao Lang turned around.

"What's the matter? Where are the enemies?" Mao Lang seemed to be thinking that he had been tricked by Zhao Yong, so he was a little angry.

At this time, Mao Lang noticed the snake knife that Zhao Yong raised, took a step back and said cursingly.

"I think you are the enemy! Are you deliberately diverting my attention?"

Zhao Yong was also confused at this moment: Obviously, the cloud of black Gu King's breath rushed into Mao Lang's body, why didn't he go berserk?

"That." Zhao Yong put down the knife in embarrassment.

"I saw that black aura entered your body again, I thought you were going to go berserk again!"

"You're the one who turned mad!" Mao Lang glared at Zhao Yong, "Hurry up and put away that broken knife of yours!"

Zhao Yong put the knife away in embarrassment, and suddenly found that the wound on Mao Lang's body seemed to heal a little more.

"Could it be that the black Gu King's breath doesn't work on Mao Lang?" Zhao Yong was secretly surprised, "And it can heal wounds? This is too heaven-defying!"

If it is really as Zhao Yong guessed, then Mao Lang's harvest this time is much greater than Zhao Yong's!

Seeing Zhao Yong staring at him, Mao Lang felt uncomfortable all over his body: "You don't have any special hobbies, do you?"

This sentence pulled Zhao Yong back from his contemplation, and looked at Mao Lang in shock.

"Let's go!" Mao Lang waved his hands helplessly, and said, "Aren't you going to hunt down those mutants? Go! I'll go with you!"

When Zhao Yong heard this, he didn't bother to think about these stupid things anymore, and rushed towards the center of the Gu refining place together with Mao Lang.

If the situation in the center of the Gu Refining Land can be described as "tragic", then what Zhao Yong and Mao Lang experienced before was just a small fight.

There is almost no place to stay here, the ground is covered with corpses of mutants, and even the mutants in the battle are fighting by stepping on the corpses.

Sometimes they would pick up corpses on the ground and use them as shields, or throw them out and use them as weapons.

The blood oozing from these icy pieces of meat has already soaked the ground, turning the ground into mud made of blood.

The smell of blood was overwhelming, Zhao Yong and Mao Lang had to cover their noses, otherwise they would spit it out at any time.

"It's too damn miserable!" Mao Lang couldn't help but be speechless when he saw this situation.

Although stepping on the corpse was disgusting, Zhao Yong and the others had no choice but to move on. They understood that the battle in the Gu refining land had just begun.

Just as Zhao Yong and his entourage were advancing, the ground suddenly trembled, and a big pink bug as thick as an oil barrel broke through the ground, staring at the two of them.

(End of this chapter)