Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The young man's head was slightly tilted, exposing his slender neck, and blue shadows of blood vessels could be seen under his pale skin.

Xie Shili was slightly taken aback.

The soft lines of the nape of the neck extend down to the neckline of the sweater. The fabric is pitch black, and the complexion is so white that it is unhealthy. It also makes the terrible purple and black bite marks on the shoulders and necks all the more frightening.

It was like the white porcelain that had been shattered abruptly in front of it, leaving a flaw that could never be eliminated.

That kind of heart-piercing withered beauty makes people subconsciously tense.

Xie Shili stretched out his hand involuntarily, covering the burned skin with his palm.

The skin under the palm was cold and soft to the touch, as cold as marble, and the bluish-black bite marks were bumpy to the touch, clearly distinct from the surrounding skin, making it even more shocking.

Xie Shili stroked the edge of the scar with his fingertips, and asked mysteriously:

"Does it hurt?"

Ge Xiu turned his head and glanced at him. In the night, his gray eyes flashed through the gap between his eyelashes like thick fog soaked in darkness.

He recalled it carefully, then shook his head slowly.

The soft hair brushed against the back of Xie Shili's hand following his movements, bringing a slightly itchy touch.

Xie Shili knew he had made a slip of the tongue.

After humans became zombies, the concept of pain disappeared.

In addition, they have no memory of their life, so naturally they will not remember whether the wound was painful or not.

Gosho lowered his eyes.

……pain.

This word is like a stone thrown into a turbulent current, stirring up the mud deposited in the riverbed in an instant, and a tiny piece of debris flashed in his mind, but it disappeared when he thought about it carefully—for pain, He has a vague impression.

However, these impressions are too fragmented, and the time that flashes through my mind is too short.

As if in a dream, it was fleeting and disappeared without a trace.

Ge Xiu raised his eyes, and there was a little confusion in the gray eyes.

The air fell into a deep silence for a moment.

Suddenly, Xie Shili suddenly realized that his palm stayed on the back of the opponent's neck for too long.

Even, as time goes by, there is a downward trend——

He couldn't help being startled, as if he had been scalded, he yanked his palm away.

However, the slender and thin outline of the opponent's shoulder blades and the subtle curvature of the sunken spine seemed to be seared in his palm, lingering and refusing to let go.

Xie Shili subconsciously tightened his fingers.

I don't know if I want to dispel that touch, or want to hold it tightly in my hand.

He coughed lowly, stood up, and said as if changing the subject:

"...I'm going to find a car."

Ge Xiu nodded expressionlessly, and stood up.

No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], No. [-] saw him stand up, and stood up one after another, as if the boss was going where I went

Xie Shili: "..."

Looking at the five blank and innocent faces in front of him, he was silent for a few seconds, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, then turned and walked into the darkness.

Five zombies followed behind him step by step.

Soon, Xie Shili found a working vehicle and refueled at the surrounding gas stations. After that, Ge Xiu sat in the passenger seat, and the remaining four zombies crammed into the back seat, filling the entire vehicle. They were all stuffed to the brim.

Xie Shili lit the fire skillfully.

The sound of car engines sounded in the deserted streets, and the headlights came on, illuminating the dust swirling ahead.

The off-road vehicle hit the road.

Two hours later, Xie Shili parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine, then turned to Ge Xiu and said, "I'll be back soon."

Gosho hesitated for two seconds.

Will his food reserves take this opportunity to run away?

——However, if he runs away, he can still be caught by following the smell.

At that time, just eat it directly.

Ferocious thoughts were circling in Gexiu's mind, but his expression was still pure and innocent.

He nodded.

Xie Shili curled his lips, he closed the car door behind him, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

three hours later.

The pitch-black sky gradually turned pale, and the cold and dim morning light lifted the night, making the whole world chaotic and misty.

Xie Shili came with the morning sun and morning dew.

He walked through the grass and woods towards the off-road vehicle parked by the side of the road. The long-legged clothes were already wet by the dew along the way.

The profound facial features are shrouded in the dim light, the deep-set eye sockets are hidden in the shadow cast by the eyebrows, and there is still a fierce and evil spirit between the eyebrows that has not dissipated.

Gosho smelled the fresh smell of blood coming from him.

It's the smell of the blood of the superhuman.

And very familiar.

Ge Xiu quickly matched the number in his mind - it should be the team of supernatural beings from yesterday afternoon.

In fact, from the very beginning, Xie Shili was not prepared to let the other party go back alive.

That team obviously still had the intention to kill, but they didn't dare to fight because they took into account their revealed dual-element abilities and the fact that they were in the city center.

Let them run back this time, and what they will face next may be regular military and laboratory mercenaries.

In addition, the existence of mutated zombies is obviously widely known now, so the secret that the crystal nucleus of mutated zombies can be absorbed by people with abilities and will greatly enhance the level of abilities cannot be kept for too long.

At that time, no matter how dangerous the high-level zombie is, there will still be many people who covet him. The greed of human beings is even crazier than the appetite of zombies. Driven by interests and ambitions, they unite and try to strangle him It's not impossible.

The danger must be constant.

——What's more, Xie Shili is the only one who has dual abilities of ice and fire.

This is an aftermath that must be cleaned up.

Therefore, when the team of supernatural beings left, he deliberately paid attention to the direction they were leaving, and made plans and predictions based on the terrain around the city and several routes between the nearest survivor bases——before night fell. , they must stop and rest.Zombies are most active at night, and rushing at this time is equivalent to suicide.

Combining various factors to speculate, Xie Shili selected their most likely location.

——The ending was as expected.

In the last days, either killing or being killed.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Ge Xiu turned around and waved to No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], No. [-] who were hovering beside the car.

Hearing the call, the four zombies obediently surrounded him.

During the time when Xie Shili left, they were not idle. Instead, under Ge Xiu's command, they intercepted the zombies passing by with the vehicle as the center, skillfully peeled off the spar, and put it in the backpack for storage. In just three hours, a pile of zombie corpses piled up on the side of the road.

Xie Shili opened the car door, and Ge Xiu followed suit, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and sat back on the co-pilot.

Immediately afterwards, No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-] huddled together in the back seat again aggrieved.

Xie Shili skillfully started the ignition.

In the blue-gray mist of the morning light, the off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road slowly opened and drove forward along the straight and desolate road.

Gosho sniffed the air.

In the enclosed space, the bloody smell on Xie Shili's body became more and more clear.

He turned his head to look at Xie Shili who was sitting in the driver's seat.

The man stared intently at the road in front of him, the lines of his side face were hazy in the dim light from the car window, and a few drops of blood that hadn't dried up remained on his cheeks, exuding the unique smell of the blood of a supernatural person.

Ge Xiu blinked, leaned over suddenly, stretched out his fingers and wiped his face.

The car, which was driving steadily, suddenly turned into an "S" shape on the road.

Xie Shili turned his head to look at Ge Xiu who was sitting in the co-pilot, and saw that he was staring thoughtfully at the scarlet blood stained on his fingertips, and then opened his mouth, as if he wanted to lick it.

He was startled.

The source of the blood was immediately known.

Xie Shili frowned, freed one hand, took out a piece of paper from the car, and hastily wiped off the blood from the opponent's fingertips—the whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, and took only a few seconds.

He retracted his gaze, and his eyes once again fixed on the road in front of him:

"dirty."

For some reason, he instinctively didn't want his zombie to taste someone else's.

Ge Xiu was stunned for a second, and when he looked again, the blood stains on his fingers had been wiped off—in fact, the smell of other people still smelled dry, he just wanted to try, if Will the drop of blood taste better if it stays on the food reserve for a long time?

It turned out that I didn't expect it, and I haven't tasted it yet, so it's gone.

He was angry.

It's fine if you can't eat the food reserves, why can't you taste the other blood on the food reserves?

Ge Xiu opened his mouth, and bit Xie Shili's knuckles with an ahhh.

On the road, the vehicle that had gradually stabilized suddenly turned into a huge twisted arc, and drove forward crookedly.

Xie Shili's voice suddenly tightened:

"You... let go."

Ge Xiu bit his teeth, grinding his teeth on the knuckles of the other party, and made a vague sound in his throat: "Wooooow."

Do not let go.

Xie Shili's voice suppressed a low and hoarse color:

"...I can't drive with you like this."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Do not let go.

The four zombies sitting in the back seat of the car looked at each other, trying to communicate with their eyes:

—Are we going to have number five?

——It's not like that.

—Are you hungry?

--hungry.

In the morning light, the vehicle drove forward crookedly, leaving traces on the road that twisted like snakes.

·

a week later.

The room is brightly lit, and several photos are scattered scattered on the table. In the photos, it is a scorched block of ground, as if it has been ravaged by a raging fire. Among them, the charred black corpse is lying twisted on the ground, like a pair of The picture of purgatory.

In the photo below, it is a messy shopping mall, the shelves are upside down, and it is a mess.

There are clear marks of battle on the ground.

The man frowned and walked around the room anxiously.

"Maybe it's just a powerful fire attribute user?" the woman said hesitantly.

The man walked towards the table quickly, and took out a photo from a stack of photos and threw it in front of the other person. On it was the broken floor of the store, and a row of round holes were dark and glaring: "It's an ice pick! I and He has been fighting together for so long, how can I still not know!"

"Maybe it's a small team? The footprints inside are scattered. There should be at least five people in the mall."

The man gnawed his nails anxiously, and said slowly:

"...we never found his body."

This time, the other party was also silent.

Whether he just lost blood and died like that, or became a walking dead after being bitten by zombies, under such a large-scale search, there should always be some traces.

The other party disappeared so abruptly, dissipating into the air like a cloud of smoke.

But the most frightening thing is that they found nothing.

Although logically speaking, after suffering such a serious injury, Xie Shili would definitely die if he entered a zombie-intensive area that even a whole team would not dare to enter easily.

But... He is Xie Shili.

The strongest dual-line ability user, and also the founder of the largest human survivor base in the East.

This possibility lingers in their hearts like a dark cloud, which cannot be dissipated for a long time, and makes them feel scared all the time.

The man stood up abruptly.

His voice was hurried and suppressed, and he said viciously:

"Issuing a mission to find the strongest superhuman mercenary team, and hire as many as there are. Then contact other bases and set up checkpoints—as long as he is still alive, I don't believe he can escape this time!"