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The number of obstacles continued to increase, causing Lang Hua's traveling speed to drop again and again.

The black corpses from all directions in the neighborhood are about to stagger around and form a circle.

Lang Hua made a decisive decision and abandoned the motorcycle aside, speeding forward alone.

There are the fewest black corpses there, and it is still the weakest place in the encirclement!

Seeing that he was about to come into contact with the black corpse at the front.

Lang Hua shouted "Charge!", and after his ability was activated, his movement speed doubled in an instant, allowing him to narrowly avoid the bloody mouths and pitch-black claws of the two black corpses in front of him.

But at the end, the black corpse that was charging towards me with its teeth and claws bared could no longer be avoided!

Lang Hua narrowed his eyes, raised his hand in mid-air and pulled out the tactical spurs tied to the sides of his legs.

"Blade!" he shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the military thorn stabbed accurately into the eye socket of the black corpse in front of him.

At this time, the huge acceleration caused by the "rush" was still continuing on Lang Hua, causing him to throw the black corpse to the ground.

He didn't have time to confirm the situation behind him, so he pulled out his military thorn and rolled to one side.

The blade was stained with black-red mucus, and bluish-white connective tissue was brought out from the wound, staining Lang Hua's sweatshirt.

He didn't bother to shake off the dirt and quickly got up, continuing to run forward at high speed.

Lang Hua was not afraid of these three or two black corpses.

But if you delay the opportunity due to belligerence and get entangled, you will be surrounded again.

And this is the greatest stupidity!

The situation was much better than he imagined.

Before these black corpses were sensitive enough, they immediately pounced on the spot where he had just fallen.

This can only mean one thing -

To this day, these black corpses are still in the early stage of the first level that has not evolved again!

The distinctive feature of the black corpse in the early stage of the first level is its stiff body like a walking zombie.

Most walked awkwardly, like toddlers.

Very few of them can run, but they are like inferior robots with uncoordinated limbs and difficulty turning.

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But that's right. If Lang Hua hadn't driven his motorcycle here, almost all of these black corpses would still be wandering around in their respective residences.

Until they are attracted by foreign objects and walk out of the door and finish eating for the first time, they will probably not have the opportunity to evolve and advance again.

Because evolution requires the accumulation of energy, quantitative change leading to qualitative change is not a process that can reach the sky in one step.

Of course, except for one situation - that is the re-eruption of the spore black mist.

Black mist spores should belong to the category of parasitic organisms. During the stage of proliferation and spread of black mist before the disaster, they reached a hidden symbiotic relationship with various organisms.

Just like the human body naturally coexists with various types of microorganisms, the spore communities existing in the earth's life forms at that time were also non-toxic and harmless.

On the day of the disaster, the exponential proliferation of the spore community in the atmosphere reached its peak. This resulted in the black fog blowout, which also caused the energy base in the atmosphere to rise sharply in a short period of time, accelerating the pan-evolution of races in the entire biosphere.

At this time, among a small number of individuals, the state of recessive symbiosis between the spore community and the organism will deepen, thus giving rise to a group of evolvers and a group of black beasts.

Most humans and a few mammals quickly lose their vital signs due to the deadly toxins released in the dominant state of the spores.

Afterwards, the spore colony takes over the nervous system of the organism, and the living organism transforms into a dominant necromorph, that is, the black corpse, a member of the corpse beast.

Then the spore community will parasitize in the pons and medulla oblongata at the backbone of the creature's hindbrain, and control the whole body with the secreted pheromones, stimulating further mutation and evolution of the individual.

The energy in the crystal nucleus slowly dissipates outward through radiation. It is also strengthened and controlled in living organisms in this way.

After the first black mist eruption on the night of "Advent", the spore community seized control of the organism and fell into a long period of silence.

During this period, the spore community will slowly use the energy of the crystal nucleus to gradually reach agreement with the host, and eventually form a brand new individual:

An extreme species that aims at ultimate evolution and uses any means necessary!

And black beasts and black corpses are just some of the more common ones.

Of course, compared to the twice-a-year blowout of spore black mist, if the Black Corpse wants to achieve another "mutation evolution" advancement, there is a more convenient and faster method.

The method is to "eat", or "absorb the energy of spore crystal nuclei".

The fresh flesh and blood of the evolver, nourished and molded by the energy of the crystal core, is the best supplement for the rapid evolution of the zombie.

Whether they are invisible parasites or overt zombies, although they are both spore crystal core energy creatures, they are mortal enemies of each other. Due to the latent consciousness competing to evolve, they have become prey and hunters.

Higher energy organisms evolved from the symbiosis of spore communities and organisms, and the accumulated free energy exists in the form of crystal nuclei in the hindbrain of the organism.

"Eating" makes homologous spore crystals

Nuclear energy accumulates in a large amount in a short period of time, accelerating the mutation and evolution process of the spore crystal nucleus.

For dominant necromorphs, it also accelerates the spore community's control of biological limbs.

Until now, it has been less than a week since the disaster came to the world, and the spore community has seriously insufficient control over the limbs of the black corpses. Moreover, these black corpses have been trapped indoors, with no chance to eat.

Therefore, they are still in the early stage of the first stage, and they show such a rigid mechanical state like a walking zombie.

"Except you."

Lang Hua looked forward and whispered alone.

At the end of the line of sight, an unusually strong male black corpse was blocking the middle of the road fifty meters away.

Its teeth were exposed and its mouth was drooling, showing a ferocious look of choosing people to eat.

The pale sclera reflected the bright red pupils, which were looking steadily at Lang Hua, who was on full alert.

"Mid-level first-order." Lang Hua was secretly shocked.

No matter how Lang Hua completed his miraculous self-improvement, he crossed a small level and a half without relying on external forces. Now he is only infinitely close to the intermediate red crystal core state of the late first level.

And how did this man with a black corpse who was at the same level as him do it?

In just a few days, how many people did he eat while trapped in the house?

Is it an unfamiliar hapless person, a lover or a friend?

Or... a child?

Lang Hua didn't dare to think about it any more.

A strong man like him shouldn't be the first choice for corpse transformation.

Organisms with extremely high physical fitness are more resistant to the black mist spore toxins and are less likely to evolve into overt zombies.

But precisely because of this, the transformed objects will be more difficult to deal with.

Even if he is on the same level and facing each other, Lang Hua has nothing to fear.

But the key point is that if he can't make a quick decision, he will definitely be beaten by the group of black corpses catching up from behind.

Then, regardless of whether we can escape the siege, the time it will be delayed is still unknown.

Xiaoxiao, Sister Qian, Uncle Yang... there are so many people waiting for me to save them, believing in my words "get there as soon as possible"...

Even if you rush here non-stop after the disaster occurs, every minute and second of being late may hide unknown dangers.

Hurry up, hurry up...

Time, time, what Lang Hua lacks most now is time.

What to do? What to do?