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Being trapped and unable to leave, Meng Liang studied what he had just obtained. Summoning the Blood Blade, with 50% night vision, Meng Liang could see its shape clearly, a red knife more than one meter long.

The material was no longer the metal he knew. It did not reflect light, and it looked like a piece of red, very thin.

"Check the properties."

[Level attack power + Blood Blade attack power, the total attack power is 200]

"Swallow everything that can be swallowed."

Meng Liang issued this command, and then regretted it.

The first equipment he obtained, the power gloves, was gone, which meant that the gas shield he had before was also swallowed, as well as the original steel-cutting knife.

Damn it.

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Meng Liang was annoyed. He was overwhelmed by excitement, and also because he was a little confused after just escaping from danger.

Check the attack power again.

[Level attack power + Blood Blade attack power, the total attack power is 230, which can resist some level suppression defense]

Huh?

This time, the prompt sound has an additional attack attribute.

Does it mean that he can deal high damage to monsters higher than level 14?

Then a level 15 zombie should have only 150 HP, can it be killed instantly?

Meng Liang was of course happy when he thought of this, but then he was annoyed.

It is not very useful, he still can't fight zombies in groups.

Once the number of zombies exceeds ten, attacking from all sides, he must be extremely careful, because if a level 1 zombie bites him, he may still become a zombie.

Meng Liang has never dared to try to let the zombie bite him, that is corpse poison, it shouldn't make him lose blood bit by bit, right?

Alas, he finally got a lot of benefits, now he can only wait, wait until there are fewer zombies around, he will have to have a good rest when he returns to the villa after going out.

Meng Liang hid there with his eyes closed, holding the blood blade in his hand, his head was still thinking wildly, no matter how tired he was, he couldn't rest, he had to concentrate, in case a zombie accidentally opened the door of the freezer, he would have to fight again.

But it was probably useless. Even if he could kill the zombies in seconds, he would be quickly swallowed by the zombies.

Time passed very slowly, about a few hours.

There was a backpack behind Meng Liang, which contained food and water. He took out some and ate it.

He continued to wait, but he couldn't hold on any longer, so he slowly fell asleep.

He woke up after an unknown period of time, still in this small space, still dark, and everything was green with his night vision.

Meng Liang tried to push the lid up a little. It was already dark outside, and he could see that there were still zombies all around. He quickly withdrew his strength, and there was another knocking sound on the lid.

He was a little hungry, so he took out something to eat and drank a sip of water.

He only had two bottles of mineral water, some bread and ham sausage, which couldn't last for a few days. His total blood volume was not much now.

He was confused and had a hard time for a long time, and fell asleep again with his eyes closed. When he woke up, he pushed open a gap, and the zombies outside did not decrease, there were still so many.

Meng Liang's stomach couldn't stand it anymore, and he wanted to go to the toilet.

People have three urgent needs, but what should he do in such a small space?

Looking around, he found a few plastic bags. Meng Liang took them in his hands and tried to move his body to squat in the popsicle cabinet.

This ice box is very large and still allows him to move, but it is the difference between sitting and squatting. He can't stand up.

Squatting for a while, sitting for a while, squatting, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Meng Liang used the blood blade to cut a few strips of cloth from his pants, then put the plastic bag underneath, took off his pants and pooped, wiped it with a rag, and tied the plastic bag tightly.

It was really stinky, Meng Liang couldn't help but cover his nose.

What could he do? It's better than death, right?

Life is still in this small space.

Meng Liang tried not to eat. He still had 13 blood points, but he still felt hungry after not eating for a few hours.

In other words, blood value is not the standard of hunger. He still needs to eat three meals a day, and he will be hungry if he doesn't eat.

Everything is the same as in reality, except that humans are marked with health bars by mysterious forces, which seems to be a restriction.

What is behind this?

Ah, I haven't been back for several days. Qu Jiaolan must have found out that Lu Anke is gone. She must be worried to death, but will she miss me?

Tsk!

Redundant!

How could she miss me?

After thinking about it for a while, I fell asleep again. I woke up to eat something, thought about it, fell asleep, ate, thought about it, and fell asleep

The food was gone. I guess I haven't eaten for a day and a night.

There are only 8 blood points left, but Meng Liang is so hungry that he can hardly move.

He touched his lips gently with his hand.

It's very dry, probably because the skin is cracked.

It's obvious that he is very haggard now.

Have the zombies outside gone?

Meng Liang tried to push the lid.

It can't be pushed anymore.

He is starving to death. He killed the giant zombie king, but it's useless. A group of small zombies surrounded him. He has no fighting ability and will die here.

Weakly leaning against the inner wall of the freezer, Meng Liang felt dizzy and felt like he had lost consciousness after several hours and passed out.

Before he lost consciousness, he knew that his health was only 3.

Maybe he would never wake up.

Mom.

Dad!

Sister!

Damn Qu Jiaolan!

Sister-in-law!

Mother-in-law!

Housekeeper!

Cook!

Disgusting Luo Dacheng!

Brother-in-law!

Stupid teacher.

And that bad female student Fang Tangjing.

All the grievances, all the right and wrong, everything will end with death.

If there is a chance to live again, how great would it be?

Meng Liang didn't know if the corners of his mouth were raised, that was a mockery of himself.

I don't know if there are tears in the corners of his eyes, maybe it's a pity for life?

This sleep seems to have lasted for a long time.

It felt like this when he woke up.

He didn't even dream, how could he feel that he slept for a long time?

Meng Liang pondered for a while and thought that he might have gone to the gates of hell.

After a long journey, he finally came back.

"We don't have much food, and you still give it to him, and you don't know if he is a good person or a bad person, righteous, don't be so saintly, okay?"

A woman's blaming voice.

"My name is Zhengdao, so I must be a saint. Does humanity have to be annihilated in the end of the world? No, I never think so. Maybe others can do it, but I can't. I am destined to be a good person in this life. If I can't even be a good person, it means I have violated my life principles and lost my faith. If that's the case, I would rather die!"

There were several people laughing around, and Meng Liang could hear that it was a mockery even without opening his eyes.

Haha, saint?

Alas, it seems that there are good people at all times.

Has he been saved?

Meng Liang didn't think this was hell or heaven. He clearly felt that he was still alive.

Slowly opening his eyes, seeing a sign hanging on the wall, and looking at the structure of the room, Meng Liang was a little dumbfounded.

The First People's Hospital?

How did you get here?

This place is at least three kilometers away from the villa area, right?

"Ah! You're awake!"

A loud voice spoke in front of him.

Meng Liang looked at him, a very handsome young man, of course, he was not as good as himself, Meng Liang thought so.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, which makes him look sunny. He is wearing a white coat with a nameplate on his chest that reads:

Neurology

Attending Physician

Zhengdao