The Person, In General, Began To Transform Into Cardcaptor Sakura

Lin Yan brushed the system task in the hospital.

In the hospital building, there were some survivors lying on their stomachs in the window, watching Lin Yan like a god of war, tearing the zombies apart one by one.

It's as easy as tearing a chicken by hand, no, it's as easy as tearing toilet paper.

A staff lounge where doctors and nurses have free time to rest.

The doorway is blocked with lockers to prevent zombies from breaking in.

There were about a dozen people in the lounge, all watching Lin Wan's feat.

"Is that really human? One person killed so many zombies! That's awesome!

"Directly tore these zombies off, my God, he is so handsome!"

"He like? It's the guy from yesterday!

"Is he here to save us?" Are we saved!

"What to do? How do we let him know where we are?

"Let's call him, right? Let him hear.

"No, if you make a move, you will be found by the zombies, don't be rescued, but killed by the zombies!"

The survivors discussed quietly, because just outside the wall, there were a lot of zombies.

From time to time, zombies come to scratch the door, scared them and dare not come out.

While thinking about it, someone came up with a brilliant solution.

"Why don't we wait for him to get closer and throw something down to attract his attention!"

"Good way!"

The survivors nodded one after another, so that they did not have to worry about attracting zombies and could convey the message again.

Now Lin Yan's side has been torn by hand for more than an hour, and the surrounding area is full of torn zombie corpses.

It was piled up into a mountain of corpses, which made Lin Yu feel a little tired.

Not physically, but mentally.

Just like work, an hour at work is like a day.

The most important thing is that it is not difficult to fight these zombies at all, which makes Lin Yu very bored.

"Alas, take a break."

Shaking off the blood stains on his hands, Lin Yan walked out of the hospital gate and walked towards the police car.

The zombie brother who guarded the car for himself, saw Lin Yan come back, and enthusiastically dragged his broken leg.

Limped up.

"Stay aside!"

Lin Yan slapped them backhanded, opened the car door, took out a bottle of mineral water and washed his hands, and then took a few packs of snacks and ate them.

And the survivors in the hospital building immediately panicked when they saw Lin Jian go.

"What's going on? How did he go?

"Is it an injury?" Retreat to leave?

"Quick! Throw something, be sure to let him know that there are still people here! "

The survivors threw some debris, but they fluttered lightly, and even if they fell to the ground, even if there was movement, they were masked by the roar of the zombies.

"Nima's! Wrong billion! It's cold! In

this way, Lin Yan did not find their signal, which made these people regret.

Sitting in the police car, Lin Jiaomeizi opened a packet of potato chips and poured it directly into her mouth.

Under his abyssal mouth, 55 grams of Cobik potato chips were poured into half a pack.

Click, click, click.

The sound of potato chips crunching in your mouth sounds soothing.

Lin Yan closed his eyes and enjoyed the rest time.

And those zombie little brothers also struggled to climb over, and kept banging on the car door, trying to let Lin Jiao give them food.

This disturbed Lin Yan's rest.

How could the kind Lin Yan treat his little brother badly?

Open the car door and one person gives them their favorite big mouth.

These zombie brothers suddenly lost their voices, and they seemed very satisfied.

After eating three packs of potato chips, Lin Yu took out two bottles of beer to drink.

Seeing the beer, I inexplicably thought of the little police flower.

"I don't know what the little police officer is doing."

Think of last night's training, one-on-one coaching.

Liu Wen's slightly fleshy body and a pair of full moons.

With a double ponytail and a baby fat little face, it is simply a criminal existence.

"It's a pity that I can only face the array gun outside..." After

all, I am different from ordinary people, and those on the Internet boast about what can be wrapped around the waist.

One hundred out of a hundred people are bragging.

But I'm not bragging, but I can really do it.

"Is there any way to improve the tolerance and patience of the little police flower?"

Lin Yan pondered, after all, it is impossible to sharpen the gun all the time, so I am afraid that it is not sharpened into an embroidery needle.

The Blood Corpse Pill will definitely not be used, and if it is used, the meaning will be different.

In this regard, Lin Yan did not want a puppet.

"I don't know if the little police flower can get special powers, after getting special abilities, her strength will be improved, and her body can also be improved..." After

drinking two cans of beer, burping, and getting off with another can of beer, now it's enough rest.

Close the car, lock the door, re-capture a few zombies, break their legs by the way, and let them replace the work of the former zombie brother.

Lin Yan hummed a song and went back to work, no, go to fight zombies again.

The survivors in the upstairs lounge were staring, and after seeing Lin Yu return, they were so excited that they almost didn't shout.

"That big guy is back!"

"He seems to have something in his hand? Like, is it a drink?

"Did he just go to rest?"

"God, we are still thinking about survival, hiding and not daring to make a sound, others can go to rest when they are tired of fighting zombies..." The

survivors feel so unfair, why don't they get any powerful abilities to live in this world?

Lin Yan took a step of two hundred and fifty eighty thousand and drank the last sip of beer.

When the zombies saw Lin Yan who had returned, they greeted him warmly again.

Lin Yu grabbed a zombie, carried his head, and with his other hand, he slapped his palm and directly slapped the beer can into the zombie's head.

"Thank me for your beer."

Zombies: Thank you for your eighteen generations of ancestors!

Next is the boring hand-torn zombie.

......

[Hand-torn zombies: 1879/2000]

....

【Hand Tearing Zombie: 1999/2000】【Hand Tearing Zombie

: 2000/2000】

Ding!

[Congratulations on completing the hand-torn zombie mission! ] 【

Get a chance to draw random powers! 】 After

another half an hour, I finally heard the prompt sound of the system completion, it was too difficult, and my hands were sore when I tore it.

A chaotic silver-white magic ball appeared in his mind, and something was floating inside.

Lin Yan was not in a hurry to extract, and he had to ask the system about some things.

"System, this extracts the power, can I still get new power in the future?"

[Yes, the subsequent host can obtain new powers, which do not conflict with the powers obtained after this natural disaster]

Knowing this, Lin Yu was relieved, in case he could not obtain new powers.

He smoked another garbage power, replacing the unawakened energy in his body.

Wouldn't that be a big loss?

"Are you sure? Don't pit me?

Lin Yan repeatedly confirmed, after all, the system did not pit itself.

【I'm sure! 】 What are you instigating? 】I

wipe?

Say I'm instigated?!

"Okay, then draw!"

[Consume a random energy extraction...]

The silver-white magic ball in his mind began to shine with colorful brilliance at the moment Lin Yan confirmed.

A chaotic and ethereal voice sounded in his mind, as if it had existed since ancient times.

After the brilliance shone, the power appeared!

[Congratulations to the host, get the space power! ] 】

【Space Energy(LV1

)】【Upgrade Need: 50】

(Upgrade requires zombie crystals, and subsequent zombie crystals have a level division)

[Kun: You have a storage space of 300 cubic meters, you can store items inside, along with the upgrade of spatial energy, the storage space can be improved]

Lin Yan: ???

Kunai? The kunai is so big that it can't be stewed in an iron pot.

Ji Ni is too beautiful?