Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

Chapter 39 Zheng Qisi Doesn't Believe
Cheng Jing misses her strong combat power three years after the end of the world. Even without supernatural powers, she can chop off the head of a zombie with a single knife.

There is no need to fight against more than a dozen zombies like now, and hide and hide, wasting time.

after an hour.

Cheng Jing shook her sore wrist, avoided the corpse on the ground, and walked towards the door of the third unit.

Fortunately, Teacher Zheng told her by accident last time that he lived, or else he didn't know where to find someone.

The door of the third unit is closed, and the sound in the corridor cannot be heard from the outside.

Cheng Jing carefully opened the door of the unit. The strong smell of blood inside made people sick. She subconsciously held her breath and looked inside.

"Teacher Zheng, how are you? Are you okay?" There were piles of corpses inside, and on top of the corpses was the person she was looking for.

The person was in a coma, with countless wounds, large and small, all over his body, the tooth mark on the back of his right hand was the most obvious.

Cheng Jing sniffed Zheng Chesi's breath, took a weak breath, opened the other's closed eyes with her right hand and looked, the black eyes did not disappear.

Pick him up and send him to Mr. Zheng's house on the third floor. The door is open. It is estimated that it will be too late to close it when he escapes. The inside is messy, and there is an infected body with a headshot in the corner.

Zheng Chesi's body was hot and cold, and his eyelids were as heavy as gold. He remembered everything that happened before he fell into a coma.

Brother Xiong's subordinates knocked on the door early in the morning, and he opened the door without thinking too much, and he didn't notice that the other party was not walking too much. When he found out, the other party had already jumped in front of him and bit the back of his hand.

After he dealt with the infected, there was another knock on the door, this time it was Brother Xiong himself.

"Xiao Zheng, there is an accident, we need to move our position immediately, come out quickly."

Zheng Chesi covered his bleeding hand, and said palely: "You guys go! I'll come to the queen."

He was injured, mutation was a matter of time, and he didn't want to see other people's eyes of disgust and fear.

After everyone went downstairs, he went out with a big knife.

There were a lot of zombies in the corridor, so I didn't have time to think about it, so I rushed downstairs and started fighting with the zombies.

I can't remember how many zombies I killed and how many injuries I suffered.

Zheng Chesi got rid of the last zombie and when he was about to commit suicide, he suddenly passed out.

He didn't want to be a member of the zombies, he didn't want to kill his compatriots, but there was nothing he could do.

Zombies can't think. When Zheng Chesi thought that he would never wake up, the pain from his body from time to time made his heavy eyelids gradually relieved a lot.

"Mr. Zheng, you finally woke up, you scared me to death." Cheng Jing's hanging heart finally let go.

She didn't want an innocent person to die tragically because of the butterfly effect caused by her rebirth.

Zheng Chesi's eyes were blurred, and he faintly heard the familiar voice next to his ear. He didn't think much, and said hoarsely: "Go, I'm infected by zombies, and I will hurt you."

Cheng Jing twisted her mineral water hand for a while, and then softly comforted: "Don't worry, you won't mutate."

The wound on Mr. Zheng's body showed no signs of rot. It was as if he was accidentally injured before the end of the world. The blood that flowed out was bright red.

"Won't it mutate?" Zheng Chesi smiled bitterly, "Good boy, don't comfort the teacher, I know my own situation, be obedient, get out of here quickly, and go far away."

Cheng Jing said helplessly: "Mr. Zheng, you have to trust the students. If I say you won't mutate, you won't mutate. If you don't believe me, when you recover a little tomorrow, go out for a run or two."

Currently zombies can't run and can't think.

(End of this chapter)