Super Species Player

Chapter 222 "The Hungry Ghost Apocalypse" A new ethnic group is ready to take over

The man-faced anteater seemed enraged.

It discarded the body of the crawler in its arms and focused its gleaming pupils into the "heap of dying people".

For the first time in two days, Mia felt that death was approaching. She stopped insulting her. Her throat suddenly became dry due to extreme tension, causing her to swallow involuntarily.

I saw a human-faced anteater covered in blood, shaking its body and walking slowly.

Mia's heart beat faster, her beautiful and smart eyes gradually widened, and her body with bound hands and feet moved back... But it was to no avail.

She could predict her next fate.

In fact, even if this "human-faced beast" beyond her knowledge didn't come to deal with her, she wouldn't be able to survive for long.

From being captured until now, her companions have fallen into coma and died one after another.

The long period of fasting without food and water meant that even those humans who survived the catastrophic environment were about to run out of fuel.

When she was one step away from the human-faced anteater, her fear reached the critical point. Mia shrugged her shoulders and laughed: "Hahaha, this world is still rotten after all!"

She stared into the eyes of the human-faced anteater and curiously asked:

"What the hell are you?"

At the end of her life, Mia actually just wanted to satisfy her temporary curiosity and wanted to know where this monster, different from the crawler but more ferocious than the crawler, came from?

The human-faced anteater looked at her condescendingly, completely covering the luster in her eyes.

Then, he answered her confusion in broken English:

"Your Maker."

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Mia's eyes suddenly showed confusion and confusion.

Before she could react, the human-faced anteater had already leaned down, sniffed her cheek with its long and narrow nose, spread out its ten sharp fingers, pressed her straight and tight shoulders, and aimed at the blood vessels on her neck. Open your lips and teeth!

"Uh-huh——"

The moment of contact was painful.

Mia's mind went blank! There is only the stirring touch of the sharp teeth embedded in the blood.

And her fierce struggle will only make the blood flow faster and make the sharp claws on her shoulders sink deeper!

After a while, the pale-faced Mia was thrown away, lying on the ground alone, coughing and panting desperately.

She felt that the wound on her neck was in sharp pain, her shoulder was burning and seemed to be bleeding; in addition, her body began to feel sore and hot! Dry and itchy throat, difficulty breathing...

The human-faced anteater watched her struggling in pain with cold eyes, and suddenly showed a satisfied and lewd smile.

Its clothes had already torn apart due to the first metamorphosis of its limbs. When it was upright, the red and swollen parts indicated the surging desire.

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The next day.

In the abandoned prison, Dan and Michael "hosted a banquet" to practice for Canyon Lao Liu and others.

In this catastrophic world where food is scarce, a few boxes of canned goods that are about to expire, a few dozen hard biscuits, and a few freshly hunted game are enough to be considered a luxury.

Not only that, Canyon Lao Liu also saw rice wine and baked potatoes on the dining table?

The hunger he had felt for the past few days was instantly released. Regardless of the eyes of other foreign friends here, he started to wolf down the food!

"Brother Monkey, in order to facilitate communication, I will go on a mission with you this time!" Northeast Home Cooking whispered happily beside him.

"Yeah." Canyon Lao Liu responded and continued to work hard.

He must fully replenish his food in order to maximize his super-species abilities.

Dan and Michael didn't mind his "discourtesy". In fact, these people were not polite and reasonable people. If everyone can cooperate, everyone will get what they need. The form is not important, what is important is the result.

As Canyon Lao Liu finished eating, the group was sent to the prison gate.

Just like when I arrived, the process of opening the door was cautious and cumbersome.

Before the official separation, Bald Dan once again extended his right hand to Canyon Lao Liu. The two shook hands in a friendly manner and even hugged!

"Leave it to you, my warrior!" Dan patted Lao Liu on the shoulder boldly.

Canyon Lao Liu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded with a half-smile.

As a result, the two groups of people separated. Canyon Lao Liu led a team of six people, including Dongbei Home Cooking, to quickly leave the prison and attack into Lianhua City.

As agreed, payment will be made "cash on delivery".

The energy vibration of the mysterious woman in the photo still remains in the surrounding area. Any energy vibration residue within three days can be identified by Canyon Laoliu. As long as the straight-line distance does not exceed 10 kilometers, he can track it.

According to this logic, he only needs to follow the energy vibration remnants along the path of the target, and he will be able to find the target with a high probability.

However, at this time, Canyon Lao Liu's expression was slightly solemn.

During a short break, he walked to a deserted place and unfolded a piece of paper held between the fingers of his right hand...

I saw a simple drawing on the front of the paper: a dead woman with a knife stuck in her body and a pool of blood flowing out.

On the back, there is a money symbol painted on it.

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An ideal town.

A figure flashed past the small window on the door of the gymnasium locker room.

Then, the door opened a crack, and the dinner plate was pushed in on time.

Jiang Qian, who was sitting on the bench, opened his eyes and looked at the dinner plate at the door. His eyes stayed for a moment, and while the door was not closed tightly, he said: "There is less food today."

There was no emotion in Jiang Qian's words, and he seemed to be just describing a fact visible to the naked eye.

"That's all. Eat as much as you like!" The female militiaman responded rudely outside the door.

At the same time, the door of the locker room was closed with a bang!

After the door is closed tightly.

Camille, the female militiaman, leaned against the wall, reached into her worn burlap clothes, and took out two pieces of pointed bread.

She glanced quickly at the door, nervously stuffed the pointed bun back into her clothes, swallowed, and continued to stand guard.

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In the evening, residents of Ideal Town gradually left work and returned to their homes to take care of their families or prepare dinner.

Camille took advantage of the changing of posts and hurried home.

Her home is not far from the gymnasium. It is located on the first floor of the boys' dormitory building. It is a single room near the corner, where she, her sister and her husband live crowdedly.

Camille walked in such a hurry that she even ignored the neighbor who greeted her. She hurriedly entered the house, locked the wooden door, and then took out the two pieces of pointed bread in her arms from her clothes.

"Camille...Camille?"

A weak call came from the lower bunk in the dormitory.

"Ah, sister! I brought you some food, please wait for me!"

As she responded, she eagerly broke the pointed bread into pieces and soaked it in water to make the bread moist and better to eat.

"food?"

The woman on the bed hesitated for a moment, but she quickly skipped this question and started asking about something she was more concerned about:

"Camille... is there any news about your brother-in-law?"

Camille's hands were still busy, flattening the bread with a spoon and soaking it in water.

Before the disaster, her sister's favorite thing was to eat bread soaked in milk, but now, it's hard to find milk anymore...

"You've asked me this three times today, sister! How can an outing mission be so fast?"

Camille continued what she was doing until the bread cubes were completely soaked:

"It's okay sister, my brother-in-law will definitely come back. When the antibiotics are brought back, you will be healthy again!"

As she spoke, she picked up the bowl and walked cautiously towards the bed inside...

That night.

The gate on the other side of the No. 1 Middle School opened urgently.

An off-road vehicle wrapped in mucus-stained cloth hurriedly drove in. As the door opened and closed, the militiamen shouted to each other and rushed. Several topless men were carried out of the vehicle by several people.

"Quick, quick! Where are the doctors and nurses?"

"Here, don't panic!"

"Oops! Are they poisoned? Oh my God, they are already infected..."

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