Civilization: The bacteria built me ​​a god

Two days later, Xu Jingzhe took another piece of soft liquid. The 'new' nose seemed to have been carved by the hand of God. The nose bridge was high and the flesh-colored nose wings were elegant and perfect.

A very small amount is also broken down by the system for his body to absorb, increasing the strength of his bones and body.

The full moon hung high, and Xu Jingzhe stood on the ruins, looking at the Western Mountains.

In the distance, there are shadows and the whistling of the wind.

Zhang Manyue...hasn't come back yet.

Downstairs, zombies often make sounds of "hungry..." and "hungry...", dragging their decaying bodies and walking past nearby.

However, as Zhang Manyue said, zombies did not dare to go upstairs.

Suddenly, Xu Jingzhe's eyes flashed. Under the moonlight, there was a woman moving quickly this way.

It’s Zhang Manyue!

Xu Jingzhe was so excited that she was about to speak loudly, but she held back the words that came to her mouth.

Behind her, there were many 'people'. They were moving extremely fast, and they were only a few hundred meters away from Zhang Manyue, who was running at the front.

"kick" "kick" "kick"

Arriving among the abandoned buildings, Zhang Manyue climbed up and down the nearest unfinished building. After a few jumps, he arrived in front of Xu Jingzhe.

She said nothing, her eyes cold and sharp.

She walked straight towards the wall behind Xu Jingzhe and punched it, making a big hole in the already mottled wall.

"Crash!" She took out a large iron box and opened it.

It's a big sniper!

AWM!

The gun body is about 2 meters long. The black and green gun body has a unique metallic luster. The trigger is red, very bright, like the blood of the enemy.

There is an eight-fold scope with adjustable distance at the upper end, and a silencer at the front of the black barrel. The magazine is transparent and I don’t know what material it is made of. There were eight khaki-colored bullets in the magazine, which looked like they were made of brass. They were about ten centimeters long and three centimeters thick.

No, Xu Jingzhe keenly discovered that this AWM was different from the shooting games played on mobile phones. It was a modified version.

Especially the silencer at the muzzle is larger and thicker than ordinary silencers, and the number of rounds loaded in the magazine is also different.

Zhang Manyue holds a gun in both hands and looks heroic.

Her first shot was not aimed at the chasing 'person', but at the stairs.

The gunshot sounded, and the concrete stairs collapsed from top to bottom, crashing downwards and kicking up a lot of dust.

Then, he quickly turned around, placed the AWM tripod on the bricks, aimed, and fired!

There was a dull gunshot and a "boom" a hundred meters away. Seven or eight human figures were torn apart and scattered. Bodies, blocks and rubble were flying around.

At the same time, a five to six meter deep pit was left on the ground, with smoke rising from it.

Then, the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot... until one magazine is empty.

Zhang Manyue changed another magazine, and after firing again, she stopped.

Her straight chest rose and fell, and her face was slightly red. She stared outside, her face getting colder and colder.

Xu Jingzhe glanced at Zhang Manyue, beauty, great sniper, dark night.

There is only one word, handsome!

He took a few steps forward and looked down. He saw that everything was devastated, and the ground was blasted out one after another.

"Then, who are those people?" Xu Jingzhe's mouth turned bitter.

He didn't notice that Zhang Manyue's other arm was trembling slightly. There was a horrific wound of tens of centimeters. The pink flesh was turning out, and the blood was "tick-tock" and "tick-tock".

"White Walker." Zhang Manyue said.

"White Walker?"

"What is a White Walker?"

Zhang Manyue didn't answer him. His temperament was very cold, as if he had changed again.

"It's coming." Zhang Manyue said solemnly: "Remember, stay alive."

"Who, who's coming?" Xu Jingzhe's voice was full of fear. Those flexible ghosts just now were crazy enough.

Who's here again? Can he... and she survive?

How can I take revenge if I can’t survive?

"The White Walker King!"

Under the moonlight, a strange ghost with bluish-white skin appeared, with two thick arms, thick scales, and high bulges of muscles, as if they were made of silver.

The six fingers are weirdly long, and the sharp nails are several centimeters long. They are hard and sharp and can easily cut through steel.

Zhang Manyue took off his coat, and when the moonlight hit it, it seemed to be glowing, and the white was pink.

It is in sharp contrast to the skin of the White Walkers.

She touched her waist and found a leather bandolier with only two bullets in it.

Red bullet, golden bullet body.

Load it, load it!

"Bang!" The bullet shot towards the White Walker at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Ding!" A crisp sound hit the White Walker King's chest accurately. It's a pity that the bullet only went in halfway, and it would be difficult to make any further progress.

The White Walker King hissed in ridicule, pulled out the golden bullets with his sharp nails, and threw them casually at his feet.

Zhang Manyue took a deep breath, spread her slender thighs, and tilted her head.

This time, she aimed for the White Walker King's head.

I want a headshot.

The bullet was fired so fast that a sonic boom was created in the air.

Unfortunately, the White Walker King's head tilted slightly, and the golden bullet flew past its temple and sank into the ground behind him. Hundreds of golden threads emerged from the ground, cutting off the head of the White Walker behind the White Walker King. Lose.

The wound was as smooth as a mirror. It was conceivable that if the bullet entered the body, it would shoot out from the inside.

It would have to be cut into pieces.

After firing two bullets, Zhang Manyue gave up the AWM and pulled out a long knife from the bottom of the iron box.

She turned her head and looked at Xu Jingzhe, her eyes full of determination, and she said: "Xu Jingzhe, can I see what you look like?"

Xu Jingzhe was stunned for a while, and shook his head.

"I... am very ugly, I am afraid that you will lose your fighting ability if you look at me."

It's not that he doesn't want Zhang Manyue to see it, but he is afraid that his appearance will scare her.

"Can human nature be ugly?" Zhang Manyue said, "Shua!" A leap.

In the air, she held the long knife with both hands and made a downward slashing motion.

At a distance of more than ten floors, she landed lightly. After landing, there was a slight buffer, and she ran in the moonlight, and a series of phantoms appeared behind her.

"Ha!" Bounced up, slashed with the knife.

The alien ghost king was as steady as a mountain, motionless, holding the long knife with both hands, and the hard skin rubbed against the blade to produce sparks.

In this way, Zhang Manyue seemed to be suspended in the air.

She exerted force on her waist and abdomen, held the long sword tightly with both hands, turned 360 degrees lightly, and her body strength burst out, kicking the alien ghost king on the chest.

Pulling out the long sword, the long sword rubbed against the hard skin, and sparks were rubbed again.

After landing, Zhang Manyue retreated six steps and stopped.

On the other hand, the alien ghost king was motionless.

Suddenly, the alien ghost king moved, and Xu Jingzhe, who was standing upstairs, could not see his figure at all, and only felt a flash of white light.

Zhang Manyue had been knocked away dozens of meters away, and rolled several times after landing.

Xu Jingzhe's heart trembled, and an indescribable taste came to his heart.

If it weren't for him, Zhang Manyue would not have met the alien ghost king, right? Because the alien ghost king was different from the people who blocked them in Xishan.

Zhang Manyue stood up, holding the long sword in one hand, and rushed towards the alien ghost king again...