Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

Mo Yuming dodged the kitchen knife, looked towards the stairs, and asked, "Should we go up?"

It was obvious that the other party must have set a trap on it.

"Don't go up for now. I just want to see what this thing is." Fu Bohuan picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and walked towards the body of the bull.

"This knife is very unhygienic. Why don't you wear a pair of gloves or something to avoid cutting your hand." Mo Yuming remembered a foreign movie he had watched before. It seemed that the male protagonist accidentally cut his hand when using the villain's knife, and then the hand became infected and had to be amputated. It left a deep impression on Mo Yuming at the time.

Fu Bohuan originally thought that he was in good health, but after hearing this, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his right hand that had been kicked by the bull. He quickly pulled up his sleeves, revealing his arm with a bruise, and sighed, "Little Water System, my hand hurts."

Mo Yuming walked forward and saw that the skin had turned a very dark purple. He was speechless: "You want to cut something with your hand in this state? Why don't you go to heaven?"

Fu Bohuan originally thought that he would be comforted, but unexpectedly he was scolded. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He was about to continue to act tough and pretend that nothing had happened and go to dissect the expert, but he found that Mo Yuming took out the healing ointment from his backpack, opened the lid and took a look, then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, there is still a little left. Didn't I give it to you for research? Have you managed to come up with something similar?" Mo Yuming handed the opened healing ointment to Fu Bohuan.

"You brought it?" Fu Bohuan took it with some surprise.

"Nonsense, I haven't used it up yet, so of course I have to take it." This thing costs 3540 points. Mo Yuming would feel like he's losing out if he doesn't use up all the ointment.

"I'm sorry, my skills are not good enough and I haven't replicated it yet." Fu Bohuan, who has been called a genius since he was a child, felt unwilling and embarrassed for the first time.

"It's okay, let's go back and continue our research." This thing was produced by the system, and it was unknown whether there was any metaphysical element in it, so Mo Yuming did not expect Fu Bohuan to be able to replicate it all at once.

"Yeah." Fu Bohuan secretly decided in his heart that he must make this thing when he returns. Then he said weakly: "My hands hurt, help me apply it."

Mo Yuming looked at Fu Bohuan's intact left hand, and his meaning was very clear.

He didn't want to apply some medicine to increase his favorability.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Fu Bohuan had to heal his wounds on his own with regret. As soon as the ointment was applied to the blood clots, his skin was covered with a cool feeling, and the blood clots disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Director Qi, who was watching the surveillance video, was also shocked and stood up, his eyes glued to the screen.

After applying the medicine, Fu Bohuan shook his right hand. It no longer hurt and the skin color returned to normal.

Mo Yuming put the ointment back into his backpack. Fu Bohuan obediently put on thick gloves and picked up the kitchen knife to chop at the bull again.

Mo Yuming still couldn't stand the bloody scene of human dissection, so he turned his back and walked to the tiger and the lion.

"Oh?" Do you know what's upstairs?

Mo Yuming asked quietly.

"Ouch." There were jars with bad smells.

"Roar." The smell seemed to be on fire.

Oh! Could it be a flammable gas that could explode? Wouldn't that be bad?

"Fu Bohuan, that bastard may come down at any time, let's go out and deal with him." Mo Yuming saw the surveillance camera when he just went up to the second floor. He was worried that if he told the truth, the enemy who was watching secretly would directly detonate the gas, so he could only speak tactfully.

Fu Bohuan didn't object and simply grabbed the cow's feet and dragged it away.

The two came to a bush in the research institute. With the help of the bush as cover, Mo Yuming controlled the blood of the bull man to form a few small words on the kitchen knife held by Fu Bohuan: "Third floor, flammable gas."

Fu Bohuan blinked.

After Mo Yuming was sure that Fu Bohuan had seen the message in blood, he scattered the words and turned them back into blood beads.

"Roar." It seems that you have some strength. I agree to cooperate.

"Ah." The broken lion is always showing off and causing trouble.

No wonder the two of them looked like they were enjoying the show just now, it turned out they were testing their strength.

"Oh?" Why don't other animals appear?

In order to avoid Director Qi who was watching the surveillance video from discovering his intentions, Mo Yuming continued to use animal language.

"Roar." The gorilla was locked up. The big snake liked to stay in the pond at the back. The brown bear usually took a nap in the afternoon. The big gray wolf and the hyena each had a large group, so they were distributed in City E to collect intelligence and supplies.

"Ah." The cheetah kid is here.

Tiger reminded.

"Mao?" Oh ~ How dare you two traitors come back?

A sound like a cat's meow, but also as sharp as a bird's song, came from the tree.

When Mo Yuming looked up, he saw a cheetah lying on a thick tree trunk, squinting at them.

Why does this cheetah feel so flirty?

"Ah." Abao, I just want to get rid of that two-legged beast.

"Mao?" And then you followed this group of two-legged beasts?

"Roar." It's just a cooperative relationship. If we kill the two-legged beast that often gives us orders, we will not interfere with each other.

Mo Yuming did not act rashly, but instead planned to wait and see what decision the cheetah would make.

"Bimbo?" Bipeds are very cunning, how dare you trust them?

The cheetah suddenly let out a sharp cry.

"Little Shuixi, why does that thing on your head keep making noises? It's so noisy." Fu Bohuan felt a little annoyed.

"My voice is so nice!

The cheetah seemed enraged and climbed straight down the tree trunk.

The tiger and the lion ran under the tree and waited.

The cheetah saw the two of them looking so aggressive and stopped in the middle with some hesitation.

"Mao!" You're blocking the way!

"Ah!" Come down!

"Roar." If you dare to do that, I will bite you.

"Mao!" If you have something to say, talk it over nicely!

Mo Yuming was embarrassed: Why are you shouting so loudly?

If you don’t know, you might think this cheetah is very tough.

"Okay, Xiao Shuixi, I've got it done." Fu Bohuan walked over carrying something.

Mo Yuming looked at the bloody and red thing and couldn't figure it out, so he controlled his ability to wash it and found that there was a piece of metal in the middle that was about the thickness of a finger, and a chip like a circuit board was connected to it. Then, a thin piece of metal extended from the left and right sides of the middle metal, and then there were two pieces of metal underneath.

Emmmm, if the chip is replaced with a ball, it will definitely look like a metal stickman.

No wonder those "works" were badly damaged but the mechanical skeleton inside could not be seen. This thing is too thin. If it is not specially cut open, it is difficult to find it.

"Everyone, please show mercy."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the "metal matchstick man" actually spoke.

"You're not dead yet?" Fu Bohuan was a little surprised.

The talented person was now without a physical body, and his chip was exposed, so he was very scared. He said, "As long as you let me go, I can provide information."