Doomsday Horror Storm

Hehe, not to mention 300 votes, less than 200. But it’s okay, I had something to do today, so this chapter was almost scheduled to be after 12 o’clock. Tomorrow it will reach 500 votes, and there will still be four updates... Hehe, but if not, it will be

The third update mainly depends on everyone’s wishes.

…

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and the fat on his face shook. He said angrily: "Looking at your short life, are you worthy of being a cow or a horse for me?"

The little girl was so frightened that her lips trembled and she was speechless.

"Forget it!" Sitting next to him, Yang Xuan watched this scene, and his good impression of the middle-aged man immediately disappeared. He frowned and said, "I will eat that plate of food."

Seeing Yang Xuan speak, the middle-aged man immediately changed his face and said respectfully: "How can this be done? It's only 80 crystals after all. How can I let you spend money..."

Yang Xuan looked at him.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll take this dish into my account, damn girl, why don't you thank this man quickly!"

The watery eyes of the little girl kneeling on the ground were full of gratitude. She was about to kowtow in the direction of Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan shook his arm and immediately released a ray of spiritual power to wrap around the little girl and pull her away.

The ground pulled up.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man next to him shrank his eyes.

"You all get out!" Yang Xuan waved his hand and said.

The middle-aged man nodded quickly, urging the others to wait, and left the box. The little girl glanced at Yang Xuan with a grateful face, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Thank you!"

After sending them away, Yang Xuan picked up the chopsticks and started eating in a hurry.

"Eh? Xiaoba, why don't you eat?" Yang Xuan asked, looking up at Xiaoba who was sitting motionless.

Xiaoba was startled, then smiled and said: "Robots don't eat!"

It suddenly dawned on Yang Xuan that this was not his fault, because Xiaoba looked so much like a living person. His appearance, eyes, and movements were all exactly the same as a living person.

"Is your body made of metal?" Yang Xuan asked while eating his food.

"Not entirely." Xiaoba smiled and said: "My body was originally composed of living matter, but living matter will reproduce, age, and suffer from diseases and other obstacles. After becoming a robot, the cells and particles in my body,

Molecules, and all other substances, are all combined with other substances, so they become 'metalloid substances'!"

"Metalloid substance?"

"Well! The so-called 'metalloid substance' inherits the unique characteristics of most metals, but on the other hand, it has the characteristics of flesh. For example, my muscles can squirm, but in the metal, there are only

Very few rare metals are required to squirm. All of my blood is added with energy converters, and any energy can be converted into blood under the control of the brain."

"Moreover, my heart doesn't beat. Even if it is broken, it can be remade into a new one!"

Yang Xuan was dumbfounded for a while. His heart can't beat? Can it be reshaped if it's broken?

Isn't this the same as being an immortal Xiaoqiang?

"That means that every aspect of your body is made of flesh and blood, but some strange and rare metal substances are added?" Yang Xuan asked.

"You can say that!" Xiaoba nodded.

"Then what happens when you eat?"

"It will cause diarrhea!"

…

Yang Xuan ate and chatted, and soon he ate all the food on the table, which was enough for four strong men. With the improvement of his physical fitness, Yang Xuan's sense of touch expanded infinitely, and his control also expanded infinitely. As long as he

If he is willing, he can easily control the intestines and stomach in his body and digest food quickly.

The stomach is 150 times larger than that of a normal person. Let alone food, it is just a piece of iron that will melt if left for a long time!

With the improvement of his physical fitness, Yang Xuan's abilities in all aspects have been greatly improved, and he can control every inch of skin on his body as nimbly as his fingers.

After walking out of the private room, Yang Xuan and Xiaoba went downstairs together. The eyes of the surrounding diners were all fixed on Xiaoba behind him, feeling a little apprehensive and frightened.

Although Xiaoba looks honest and honest, his burly physique is something ordinary people don't have. And for a person with such a physique to be able to live to this day, almost no one would believe that he is a weakling.

In the apocalypse, even if you increase your advantage by one point in the early stage, you will get 100 points in return in the later stage!

Before the end of the world, some very skilled martial artists or people who had practiced Sanda, as long as they didn't die, would almost be able to thrive in today's end of the world!

Yang Xuan was also extremely lucky to have awakened the blood elixir at the beginning of the apocalypse. Otherwise, with his lack of exercise from sitting in the office for a long time, he would have died at the claws of mutants soon.

After going downstairs, Yang Xuan walked to the counter. The fat manager's eyes lit up and he greeted him respectfully. He said with a smile: "How did you eat, sir? Do you want to get you some desserts later?"

"No!" Yang Xuan waved his hand and said, "Where is the dry food I want, are you ready?"

The obese man rubbed his hands and said with some embarrassment: "Sir, you want so much at once, and our store really doesn't have enough inventory. However, I have already sent people to other stores to move it. I just need to wait for one more day!"

Yang Xuan frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, I'll come find you at this time tomorrow!"

"Absolutely!" The obese man immediately nodded and smiled. Generally speaking, although he would be more polite to an ordinary VIP, he would never be so respectful. But the obese man's eyes were very accurate, and he could see it at a glance.

It turns out that Yang Xuan has a temperament that is difficult to describe. This kind of temperament can only be possessed by people who stand at the top and are arrogant.

And in the apocalypse, who among the people who can stand at the top is not extremely powerful in their own right?

If someone is unhappy and kills him in anger, where can he go to complain? In the apocalypse, due to long-term killings, some people who hunt monsters every day have some violent aura in their hearts and have a bad temper.

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face! How much is face worth to him?

Yang Xuan casually said "goodbye" and led Xiaoba out of the hotel.

The top priority now is to improve his strength! When he thinks of improving his strength, Yang Xuan can't help but think of the dozen bottles of SS-level genetic potions, and his heart feels hot...

"Hey, why is it so busy in front?" Yang Xuan was about to find a hotel to book a room when he suddenly noticed that there was a large crowd of people at the intersection in front of him. They seemed to be watching something, and occasionally he heard an exclamation.

Yang Xuan said to Xiaoba: "Just wait for me here for a while. I'll be back as soon as I go."

At that intersection, the crowd was dense and it was difficult to squeeze in. However, to Yang Xuan, these people were like catkins. With a slight push, they were squeezed to both sides. When they came to their senses, they were already there.

Yang Xuan can no longer be seen.

"Look, this is really a great guy!"

"Tsk, tsk, the 500,000 reward crystal core is really rich!"

"Damn it, if I meet this person, he will make a fortune!"

"You idiot, you didn't read it. This person is estimated to be 150 times stronger. He is a mid-level god of war. If you meet him, you will die!"

There were waves of discussion. Yang Xuan squeezed in the crowd and looked forward. He immediately found a photo posted on a blue brick wall, which looked exactly like him!

On this photo, there are three large black characters written: Wanted!

Under the photo, there are lines of small words:

This wanted order is issued by the Brilliant Guild. Anyone who kills this person will be rewarded with 500,000 crystal cores! The person who discovers his whereabouts as soon as possible will be rewarded with 10,000 crystal cores! Remember, this person is estimated to be 150 times stronger and is a mid-level God of War!

Looking at this row of small characters, Yang Xuan's face darkened. Sure enough, the Brilliant Guild came to take revenge on him!

"500,000 bounty crystals!" Yang Xuan frowned. For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly an astronomical figure!

"Tsk tsk, it is said that in the history of bounties, the highest bounty for crystal cores has reached 5 million. I didn't expect that today, I actually saw a 500,000 crystal core!"

"People are different. That guy was the peak God of War, one of the top ten on the God of War list. He was known as the Blood Demon. He once slaughtered tens of thousands of people in one night!"

"Hey, our strength is too weak, so this reward is no longer suitable for us. However, if you find this person, you will be lucky, and you can get a reward of 10,000 crystal cores!"

People around were talking a lot.

Yang Xuan frowned. Fortunately, the people here were very crowded and no one paid attention to him. Otherwise, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble!

Slowly lowering his head, Yang Xuan quietly withdrew from the crowd, walked to Xiaoba, and handed him a space ring with many crystal cores in it, "Go and buy me some clothes with a hat, so that it doesn't stand out."

The kind!"

Xiaoba nodded and said: "Please wait a moment!"

Yang Xuan nodded, walked to a corner, and hid. Judging from the appearance of these people, the wanted notice should have been posted not long ago, otherwise, the hotel manager would have reported him long ago.

"Anyway, we are going to Ningbo tomorrow, no matter what the bullshit wanted order is!" Yang Xuan felt much more relaxed, and after a while, Xiao Ba came over with a black robe.

Yang Xuan quickly put on the big black robe and looked like a wizard. However, in the apocalypse, beauty is not important at all, only strength!

Yang Xuan walked out of the corner and booked a room in a small inn.

As soon as he entered the room, Yang Xuan used his mental power to scan the entire room. After finding that there were no cameras, he took off his black robe.

"A small wanted order can't trouble me!" Yang Xuan sat on the bed and took out a bottle of SS-level gene potion, his eyes burning.

.