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【Revise】

Although it was already morning, the red moon in the sky still existed, an inconspicuous shadow, and the red mist had completely disappeared. The zombies outside seemed to be on stimulants, and after the effects of the drug wore off, they became sluggish.

Huang Biao looked out the window and analyzed: "Do you feel that these zombies seem to be back to the way they were the first day we came here? They are basically the same."

Su Changxing put down the empty lunch box that he had finished, nodded and said: "It's like a cycle of seven days. From this point of view, the second blood moon will be on the fourteenth day, but this should also be regarded as the last chance."

Huang Biao's eyes narrowed and he said: "You mean that the corpse transformation will begin at that time."

Su Changxing nodded and said thoughtfully: "About the same, it may be earlier. It may be that time when the real despair comes."

As time goes by, this sense of oppression about to become a corpse will become stronger and stronger, especially those who know the truth will feel it very strongly, while those who are relatively ignorant will feel much more relaxed.

After dinner, Su Changxing returned to the room, lit some incense, and took a nap. When he woke up, it was already afternoon, and he felt refreshed. The fatigue left over from last night's battle had disappeared.

The blood moon and the hairy-faced giant in the sky have also disappeared, the blue and bright sky, and the world outside has returned to its original appearance.

Su Changxing turned on his phone, looked at it, and found that Shen Jinxuan still hadn't responded to the message, but the profile picture hadn't turned gray yet, indicating that she was still alive.

He walked out of the room and noticed that the bodies in the gathering area had been almost cleaned up, and some sand had been used to cover the blood stains.

Because there is now plenty of food in the gathering place, and the zombies on the streets outside have become sparse due to the blood moon, the gathering place has been in a state of shrinking all day long.

Su Changxing came to the edge of the jungle, waved his hand, and a figure rushed out at a very fast speed, it was Xiaobo.

Its body was still seriously injured, its flesh and blood were extruded, and dark red blood was constantly overflowing and moistening its hair.

Su Changxing looked at its body, took out the healing ointment and said:

"Your injuries are still very serious, and your healing ability seems to be very weak. I have some healing ointment here. You can apply it on it and see if it helps."

Xiaobo took the therapeutic ointment with his plush palm and said word by word: "My physical problem is not serious, and I will recover in a while."

Su Changxing thought for a moment and asked, "What are the casualties among your people?"

Xiaobo patted his chest with his palm, squeezed out a large amount of blood, and said: "Dead, 70%, but the remaining ones are all powerful monkeys."

Su Changxing couldn't help but said: "Before the injury heals, you'd better be gentle on yourself. I seem to know why your injury healed so slowly."

Xiaobo felt the strange look in Su Changxing's eyes and said, "This can make my body stronger."

Such an extreme exercise method...

Su Changxing raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Where did you learn this... the way to become stronger?"

Xiaobo had a look of recollection on his face and said: I saw it on TV a long time ago. You humans are really not simple. You are obviously weak in body, but you can come up with such a refined and powerful method. "

Su Changxing was silent for a second or two and said calmly: "You are not watching a martial arts drama, are you?"

Xiaobo nodded and said cautiously: "Yes, it's a martial arts drama. This should be a kind of secret book for you humans. It's called an iron cloth shirt. You keep beating your body to become stronger."

It turns out that your resistance to beatings is not innate, but something you practice.

Su Changxing thought that Xiaobo had been hit to the ground by the screamer's palm before, and he still acted like a normal person. This couldn't really be an iron shirt.

A monkey can watch TV series and learn martial arts, and it really becomes a spirit.

Su Changxing muttered: "Yes, but I think you should practice again after your injury is healed. This kind of training method would have been useless for you if it were used by a normal monkey."

Xiaobo lowered his head and applied the ointment to the wound, with a happy expression on his face and said, "This thing is very useful. It seems to make my body stronger."

As he spoke, it patted his chest again.

This is a monkey who likes to harm himself.

Su Changxing felt numb, remembering that some people with high IQs have some strange habits, and it seems that monkeys are no exception, and said:

"Later at night, you have some monkeys spread out around to be on guard. If you see any outside humans, let me know."

Xiaobo showed a thoughtful look on his face and said, "You are talking about those powerful humans who move at night, right?"

It seems that Xiaobo also knows about the existence of hunters.

Su Changxing nodded and said: "Yes, they are them. The warning range can be as large as possible. If there is any situation, please inform me or our people at any time."

These monkeys are small in size, can climb, and are not easy to attract attention. They are difficult to detect at night and are the best choice as sentries.

Xiaobo waved his hand and said there was no problem, then turned around and ran deep into the jungle. While running, he punched himself in the back, causing the wound that was about to heal to open again.

"······"

Su Changxing felt that there was something serious wrong with this monkey. It seemed that the pain was very weak, but the pleasure brought by the pain was even stronger.

Well, of course it doesn’t rule out that it is really training Iron Clothes.

Walking back, Su Changxing saw several children wandering around in the gathering place, and the leader was Zhu Xinxue. At this time, she acted like a big sister.

"Zhu Xinxue! What do you want to do?"

Su Changxing shouted from behind, and several people stopped immediately.

One of the boys, who looked thin, whispered: "Zhu Xinxue, isn't that your master? What should we do now?"

Zhu Xinxue looked stiff and said with a smile: "Ha, Master, if it's nothing, let's come down and take a walk. It's a bit boring up there."

Su Changxing came closer and saw that these children had weapons in their hands and looked like they were going to fight. He roughly guessed what they were going to do and said angrily:

"So, tell me what you want to do when you go out?"

Several of the children he had met before followed Tan Xiuqing in.

Most of these children were around ten years old and stayed in relatively safe places during the blood moon, so except for a few unlucky ones, most of them survived.

The gathering place is to take in children, which is also the result of their discussion, taking into account the future and the relationship between social structure.

Children can ease the relationship between people. It may not matter whether a small group has children, but a large gathering place is necessary.

Some things are subtle, but important.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, Zhu Xinxue confessed: "Well, I'm just going to try to kill a few zombies nearby, but if they insist on following me, I have no choice."