We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?

The Monster Food Festival is a festival of harvest for the monsters in the lower city.

Qin Feng doesn't quite understand the specific process of the Monster Food Festival.

However.

Based on the conversation in the fox demon's memory.

He roughly has a guess.

At the beginning of the Monster Food Festival, the monsters will focus on two things:

First, killing people, collecting corpses, and storing granaries. The monsters will gradually release their nature and no longer hide, especially at night, they are likely to appear frequently.

Second, the Monster Food Festival itself is a huge monster god ritual. During the ritual, some of the monster god dead eggs in the bodies of people in the lower city will have a certain probability of reviving, and the monsters will prepare to welcome the new "monster baby".

"Speaking of which, since the monsters in the lower city hide the monster god dead eggs in food through the food processing factory, does it mean..."

"There are a large number of monster god dead eggs in the food processing factory?"

Qin Feng's heart moved.

If the source of monster god dead eggs can be directly intercepted.

That would definitely be a great harvest.

In the future, when planting dragon essence ginseng fruit, you don't have to worry about feeding materials.

However.

The food processing plant must belong to the base camp of the monsters. It may be guarded by the power of the monster god. If you enter rashly, once you are discovered, you will definitely be in danger.

It is extremely difficult to escape from a raccoon apartment polluted by the power of the monster god.

Not to mention the base camp of the monsters.

Thinking of the trial court space in the fox monster's memory that can summon the power of the monster god at any time, and the upside-down cross, Qin Feng's face can't help but be gloomy.

"Every monster has incredible special abilities."

"Although my hiding skills are perfect, and I have a hidden body as an anchor point, I can move and escape at any time, but some monsters may have space confinement and the ability to see through the hidden."

"In addition, the power of the monster god can easily see through my hiding, so I can't be too arrogant."

Qin Feng turned his eyes.

Thoughts diverge.

Imagine various possibilities:

"Tonight, while collecting the dead eggs of the demon god, I can go to some places that may be demon strongholds or base camps to observe from a distance."

"After all, knowing the enemy and knowing yourself can ensure victory in a hundred battles."

Make a decision.

Qin Feng moved.

Let himself be in a "hidden" state and leave the ruins market.

He did not drive.

The noise of driving is too loud.

At night.

It is especially eye-catching.

And the places he intends to go are not too far away.

In addition, the physical strength of a quasi-warrior is almost equivalent to that of a fully fueled car. When running at full speed, the speed can reach 40 to 50 miles per hour, which is absolutely enough to last for a whole night.

...

Five minutes later.

Qin Feng ran on the streets of Bailang District.

The mysterious "qi" surged from the blood and qi in his body, filling his eyes, greatly increasing his observation ability, so that he could see things clearly even in the night without street lights.

"Hmm?"

His eyes moved.

In a stinking garbage dump.

The outline of a humanoid object was found.

"A corpse?"

At the peak of the outbreak of delirium, more and more people died.

Homeless vagrants.

They accounted for a large proportion of the population in the downtown.

Therefore, it was not a rare thing to see corpses in the garbage dump on the street, but it was commonplace.

Walk over.

In Qin Feng's field of vision.

You can see that the corpses in the garbage dump have entered a state of high decay.

The corpse is swollen.

It is unrecognizable.

The flesh and blood on the limbs are filled with pieces of lumps and tumors. According to the overall distortion, it should be a third-level distortion patient of delirium.

"Only when the distortion symptoms reach the second level or above, the delirium patient will become a monster. Even if he is dead, the corpse will come back to life."

Qin Feng has seen even the most disgusting scenes.

After a glance.

He did not show any expression fluctuations.

He took out a mutated scalpel.

He began to dissect the corpse.

It is worth mentioning that Qin Feng later bought many types of scalpels to soak in Titan Blood Crystal. After all, he had enough Titan Blood Crystal in his hand, so it would be a waste if he didn't soak them.

For a professional anatomist.

One scalpel, one type.

It is definitely not enough.

The more the better.

Now Qin Feng carries three mutated scalpels that can dissect the flesh and bones of giant beasts, a total of three types: skinning type, bone cutting type, and tissue separation type.

After the mutation.

The focus of the three scalpels has been strengthened.

However, to what specific level.

Qin Feng is not very clear.

After all.

At present, he has not encountered those things that he cannot dissect yet, and he cannot test the upper limit.

"Swish!"

Soon.

The flesh of the corpse was separated, and a demon god dead egg with a grayish-white dark color was taken in Qin Feng's hand. The size seemed to be a circle smaller than the original size of the ping-pong ball.

The whole material is not round and elastic.

It even had a somewhat shriveled feel.

"The quality of this demon god dead egg seems to be a bit low..."

Qin Feng saw this.

His brows slightly frowned:

"Is it because it has been in the corpse for a long time and gradually dissipated and decayed?"

"I don't know if this quality of demon god dead egg is nutritious enough to feed the dragon spirit ginseng fruit."

It makes sense.

Qin Feng was a little disgusted.

But it was a demon god dead egg after all, at least it could be used.

Taking out a newly purchased storage bag that could be enlarged and reduced, Qin Feng pressed a button, and the palm-sized storage bag suddenly turned into a large travel bag.

This storage bag was naturally also a talent in the ruins market, and was transformed based on the abandoned and damaged products of "Pim Flesh and Blood Technology Company".

Although it can only be enlarged to the size of a travel bag at most.

But for placing demon god dead eggs.

It's enough.

Qin Feng put the slightly shriveled demon god dead egg in his hand into it, and then dissected the homeless body in the garbage dump a few times.

After finding that there were no other demon god dead eggs.

He put away the bag.

Leave.

Continue running on the side of the street, looking for bodies that have been deformed and died due to delirium.

At the same time

His direction of travel was getting closer and closer to the funeral home in Bailang District.

That was the main place where corpses were placed in Bailang District, and it was also the first place Qin Feng planned to observe, the "granary" of suspected monsters.

...

Ten minutes later.

In an alley filled with a foul smell.

On both sides of the alley were old buildings in a wasteland style, dilapidated and even tilted, as if they would collapse at any time.

Because they were dangerous buildings.

So the price of this building was extremely cheap.

Qin Feng had considered renting it before.

But...

When he wanted to rent it, he found that these two tilted dangerous buildings had already been rented out, and there were no vacant rooms at all.

At this moment.

At the end of the dark alley.

There was a corpse of an old man lying there. His clothes were still clean. He was not a homeless man, but there were rotten sores and tumors growing on his body, and flesh tentacles extending from his seven orifices, squirming constantly, as if they were going to be further deformed.

"This is a patient with delirium who died not long ago."

"And judging from the situation...it seems that he is heading towards the second-level distortion symptoms and will soon become a monster."

Qin Feng walked over.

A scalpel in his hand flashed with cold light.

But at this moment.

His eyes flashed.

It seems that he discovered something.

His figure disappeared suddenly, without even a trace of air flow.

At the same time.

Two figures.

In the reflection of the light of the upper city in the sky.

Being stretched little by little.

Projected at the entrance of the alley.

And on the body of the old man.

A woman's voice with a hint of laziness and charm sounded:

"Tsk tsk, look what we found, a fresh human corpse, it's really not easy."

"These humans in the lower city are really bad, one dies in the east, one dies in the west, and when we corpse-collecting monsters find them, many of them are rotten beyond recognition and smell much worse."

"This hard work is really not for monsters."

"Fortunately, I was lucky tonight and found a fresh one."