My ten thousand ways to die in the end

Chapter 261 The First Beetle Warrior

Thanks to Xu Fei for his hard work in improving various industries in the gathering place and enriching many employment opportunities.

Let many people who dare not go outside to fight, it is possible to survive.

Even as a waiter, it is not a big problem to mix a few breads a day.

The young beggar with missing legs left the noisy crowd step by step, and walked through alleys, from bustling to lonely.

This is an undeveloped area with nothing but ruins and dirt.

Even tramps and beggars don't patronize here, because even the stray dogs with the keenest sense of smell can't find anything to eat in this place.

He gradually came to a secluded corner.

There is a slightly raised small soil bag with some scattered small flowers growing on it.

There is a large stone tablet on the ground, with a few words neatly engraved on it:
"Tomb of the Beloved Wife"

The young beggar slowly put down his crutches, sat in front of the tombstone, and wiped the dust off the tombstone with the cleanest piece of cloth on his coat.

"Good evening, wife.

I don't know if you miss me today, but I miss you all day long.

Today is 520, I bought your favorite strawberry cake.

Hey, it's not cheap, you have to eat clean. "

He carefully placed the small cake from the packaging bag in front of the tombstone.

Although his clothes and hands were covered with mud, the little cake was spotless.

The breeze blew over his cheeks, like the gentle touch of a beloved wife.

He closed his eyes intoxicated.

With a smile on his face, at this moment, he has forgotten all his troubles.

Close your eyes, the voice and smile of your lover are all in front of your eyes.

"Da da da……"

The sound of slow footsteps behind him interrupted his recollection.

The crippled young beggar frowned. Anyone who disturbed his relationship with his deceased wife was an annoyance to him.

He turned around, and behind him was a mysterious man in a camouflage combat uniform, a mouse mask on his face, and a big backpack on his back.

The fierce aura emanating from him made the crippled young beggar have to be very vigilant.

Gripping the crutch beside him tightly, he tried to stand up.

"who are you?"

"A passer-by who smells the aroma of strawberry cake and wants to taste it."

"Then you may be disappointed."

The young beggar with missing legs slowly took off his coat, the long-term hunger has made his ribs very clear.

But judging by the loose skin profile, he should have had a very muscular body.

One of his hands tightly held his beloved dagger.

On the opposite side, the mysterious man wearing a mouse face mask shrugged slightly:
"You should be able to see that you are not my opponent, your physical condition is too bad.

Malnourished and lost another leg. "

The young beggar's eyes did not evade in the slightest.

"It does, but no one can interrupt my wife from eating cake."

The two stalemate for a long time.

This picture is a bit strange, a thin beggar with a cane dares to point a dagger at a fully armed elite warrior.

It's nothing more than a mantis arm blocking a car.

But this disabled beggar has such courage.

A gust of wind blew by, and hearty laughter came from under the mouse-face mask:
"Hahaha, congratulations on passing.

There is an opportunity for you to buy a big cake for your wife every day, do you want to try it? "

After feeling the other party's hostility disappear, the young beggar obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and wrapped his thin body in the old coat again.

"I'm not interested, I just want to be with my wife every day..."

The mysterious warrior shook his head:
"Do you think you can?
This area is currently undeveloped, so your wife will be left alone here, but with the development of the technology park, it will be used sooner or later.

Surely you don't want to see this place being razed to the ground, do you? "

The words of the mysterious warrior instantly brought the young beggar back from fantasy to reality.

He really wanted to be an ordinary beggar for the rest of his life, share with his wife when he found delicious food, and come back to sleep beside her when he was tired.

But here is the end.

Without strength, nothing can be protected.

After experiencing psychological games again and again, the young beggar used a dagger to simply repair his long hair like a grass nest.

"My name is Wu Liang, can you tell me why you chose me?"

The mysterious warrior took off the backpack behind him:
"The rules are not set by me, but by a big man you can't even imagine.

The great man said three qualities were necessary to harness such a terrifying power.

First, there will always be the spiritual sustenance of desperate protection.

Second, the determination to always dare to fight to the death.

Third, always adhere to the most basic moral bottom line. "

These three traits are easy to say, but too difficult to do.

Especially in this doomsday, it is rare to be able to do anything.

While explaining, the mysterious warrior took out a transparent culture tube from his big backpack.

Less than one meter long, with thick thighs.

The transparent tube contained a light green culture fluid, and in that fluid, a hideous and terrifying black beetle was rising and falling.

What was extremely strange was that a dark green flame was burning in the beetle's pair of eye sockets.

"Undead insects?"

Wu Liang was a little surprised.

With the undead monarchs stationed in the command center, the undead creatures are also familiar to the survivors.

But this is the first time I have seen undead insects.

The Rat-Mask Man then explained:
"This is not an ordinary undead insect, there are only a thousand in total, with endless growth potential and mysterious power.

But to bear this power, one also needs to endure endless pain.

Put this guy into your body and you will understand everything naturally. "

The lid of the culture test tube was opened, and the undead beetle came to Wu Liang in a hop, dancing happily.

It seems that it likes the host in front of it very much.

Wu Liang was very disturbed.

He knew that what was in front of him was the devil's choice. This was a road of no return, and stepping on it would mean a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

But when he turned around, he looked at his wife's grave.

self-mumbling:
"This time, I will never be a coward again, and I will definitely protect you."

Wu Liang squatted down, picked up the little guy in front of him with both hands, and held him in his arms.

The next moment, the undead insect scratched the skin on his chest with its sharp tentacles, and its black carapace was stained red with blood.

Wu Liang was in great pain, but he didn't move at all.

I watched helplessly as this weird creature peeled off its skin and burrowed into his body bit by bit.

Then, he seemed to see this bug eating his heart through the gap in his chest!
The piercing pain almost drove him mad.

Five fingers scratched the ground, bloody and bloody!
I don't know how long this long torture has passed. In a trance, he felt the pain in his body gradually disappear, replaced by a sense of hunger and strength.

He looked down.

The wound on his chest has completely healed.

Moreover, he could feel the bug sleeping in his heart.

Can also feel the simple emotion of that bug.

What's even more weird is that a broken leg actually grew back!

It's just that the surface of this newborn leg is covered with hideous carapace armor, with many barbs on it.

If you are kicked by such a leg, you will either die or be disabled!
"Did you make it?"

Wu Liang said suspiciously.

The man with the mouse face mask on the opposite side nodded slightly:
"It actually succeeded, my vision was right, you are the first successful bug armor warrior, and double digits of people died before you, I really envy you.

I have to remind you that this power goes all the way with killing and pain, you must always have the three qualities I mentioned.

Otherwise, there are only two endings waiting for you.

One is being eaten by insects.

The second is to be cleaned up by us. "

While talking, he tore a page from his notebook and threw it in front of Wu Liang.

"Take care of your affairs as soon as possible and gather at this place, then you will naturally understand everything.

I'm leaving first, your friend seems to be looking for you. "

The mouse-faced mysterious warrior put his backpack back on his back, and disappeared around the corner after a few strides.

And just at this time, there was noise from the other side, and a large group of people were walking noisily.

"Damn it, it's that crippled beggar who almost crippled one of my hands!

He must be killed today! "

Wu Liang looked over, and the person who was shouting was the homeless man who wanted to grab his copper coins today, but his palm was pierced by him.

This time, he was no longer alone.

Instead, he brought more than [-] homeless men with him in a menacing manner.

This should be a small organization that they gradually formed on their own, the kind where one side is in trouble and all sides support it.

As soon as he saw Wu Liang, the homeless man started to curse

　Today is 520, I wish you and your significant other a long life.

　　Then, I would like to thank Heikai and Sacral Shang for their frequent votes of recommendation.

　　love you forever
　　


(End of this chapter)