The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Facts have proved that the question of whether mushrooms are delicious or not is really not something that ordinary people can answer.

The bearded Kmart couldn't understand why a topic that was formal and normal a second ago suddenly turned to the taste of mushrooms. He accidentally fell into a trap and seriously pondered whether he should tell what he heard. Tell the news to the master in front of you.

"Hey, how do you like this?" The tattooed man Abel and his companions obviously have more practical experience on this topic, "I can't say enough about the taste. It tastes delicious, but I don't like to eat it. One or two times is enough, but the more times you use it, the addiction is quite terrifying. The first builder of the three castles, Brother Rama in the appraisal, he just doesn’t have it.”

"Dead?"

"Missing, neither alive nor dead. Some people say that the last time they saw him was on Mushroom Peak outside the small plain. No one knows whether it is true or not."

“What a pity”

Lao Wang admired Brother Rama who appeared twice in the appraisal map. At least in terms of his pursuit of eating, Lao Wang felt that he was quite professional and had a strong sense of involvement.

"Let's talk back!" Putting the last piece of the little lady's specially made dried meat into his mouth, Lao Wang wiped his mouth and moved towards Li Cang, fishing with peace of mind: "I said, this is the first time I will make dumplings for the corpse tide, Are you playing a little too hard?"

"This opportunity is rare, and the coin inventory is just enough." Li Cang pinched his eyebrows with a slightly painful expression, "It is indeed too reluctant to control so many second sons of blood at once. Are you going to finish it off?"

"Sure!" Lao Wang said carelessly: "Anyway, it doesn't make any difference to me whether there are one or ten thousand. I think it happens to be a gourd shape at Pingyuankou. You can hold it up in a while to watch Grandpa Wang's performance!"

"In the past, it was still a bit of a sight to wear clothes that didn't even leave any panties, but now, you're just a noob digging the ground?"

"Hey, if you want to say that, I really have to bring out the ancestral soap. Is there no one on the island to chat with you? Just take a look at my butt and my breasts. That means you can't Let you suffer!"

"After you rest your horse, go ahead and work for me. What qualifications does a vulgar martial artist have to stand with an elegant mage?"

"We're talking about business, why don't you try to change the subject!"

"Ha~" Li Cang picked up the walkie-talkie, "Do you believe that if I press this button, it will degrade in place?"

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Magic Mountain does not require Li Cang to work too hard, but such a large-scale use of doglegs means that it is not possible to handle the details with just a few mental instructions. From the location to the layout to the division of labor and coordination, Li Cang needs to bear all the responsibility. Coupled with the spine Gu lineage created by the superimposition of two cards, even if Li Cang stopped taking action after successfully activating the spine Gu, his sanity continued to plummet.

Soon, thin silk threads of scarlet and pale colors were woven into a huge cocoon, and Li Cang's eyes began to flash dangerous red light at the same frequency as the big wand.

Lao Wang was very familiar with this scene. He quickly picked up Li Cang's fragile items one by one, and called Dalei Zi repeatedly through the intercom: "Hurry up, this guy starts reading. "

Li Laisi flashed to Li Cang's side, carried the person on her shoulders like a sack, and made a big jump, almost flying towards the center of the corpse wave.

"Maimai skin"

Lao Wang conveniently took the No. 2 dog legs and piled them forward. Thinking about it, he still felt uneasy, so he added a few more.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

Boom~

A natural blood-colored full moon suddenly appeared on the battlefield. After the blood faded, white bones were everywhere, as if they had been weathered for thousands of years. The appearance of tens of thousands of zombies and beasts whose flesh and blood had not faded was clearly imprinted on the ground. However, the ground surface and ordinary plants did not change much.

The layers of corpses blocked the view behind. The survivors of the castle around the Demon Mountain and slightly behind could only hear their voices but could not see their faces. Apart from feeling that the Demon Mountain's advancement speed suddenly accelerated, they had no idea what was ahead. What exactly happened.

As for Kmart's Abel, he watched with horror as Li Laisi still carried the pale Li Cang back like a sack after the explosion, without even daring to make a sound.

This, this, this.

This is too damn scary. Don't tell me that the terrifying monsters you summoned to wipe out a large zombie wave are actually just your fuses?

There are many benefits to formulating a plan to counteract the zombie tide. The only drawback is that there are too many benefits.

Ten thousand Demon Mountains, tens of thousands of losers, plus thousands of subordinates in the castle and the vitality they carry, when the Magic Mountain's front advances from the edge of the castle to the midfield of the plain, the coolie losers have already made a lot of money, and Li There is no way Cang can increase the number of proletarian workers without guaranteeing that his head will not explode into two pieces.

The average strength value of Dog Leg No. 1 is only 2.2c. Basically, the average person can carry the weight of two ugly zombies. It is amazing to use the physical strength bar to fill the gap. It is just multiplied by 2. Dog Leg No. 2 is slightly stronger, but still Not much stronger.

As a result, the ruthless battlefield cleaning work began to leave large areas of omission. Li Cang could only watch as these high-quality and cheap raw materials fell into the erosion area of ​​the corpse moss behind.

"The human form is still too conservative."

After weighing the pros and cons, Li Cang made a decision that stifled everyone present - demolish it for me!

The so-called dismantling is a more in-depth dismantling in the physical sense, which means to dismantle the torn parts on the battlefield for the second time. As for the small parts dismantled, it is not a big problem. The lackeys swallowed them up. Anyway, the things are small enough and do not take up much space.

Normally, the mill dismantles zombies and generally produces four kinds of raw materials: alienated blood fragments, alienated bone fragments, energy matrix and basic meat.

Among them, the alienated blood fragments and energy matrix are a kind of semi-entity that is more like a concept. In theory, they can only be extracted by the mill or the little coin cubs who concentrate the whole zombie. Unlike the alienated bones, it is a real entity in the zombie body, which can be smashed out by swinging a hammer.

Dismantling will definitely not dismantle the alienated blood fragments and energy matrix.

However, even the blood son who does not need to eat at all still retains the basic judgment of being a zombie, and can easily distinguish the part of the zombie body with a higher concentration of alienated blood. This is probably the eating instinct before death.

After a round of organized, disciplined and large-scale eating, some people were full, some were hungry, some were happy, and some were sad. All the creatures on the battlefield that were still somewhat intelligent had completely emptied their stomachs.

Li Cang was very satisfied with this. The pattern opened up and maximized the benefits. He had always been a bone-sucking person when it came to sucking out the marrow.