Dudian pushed its body aside, immediately turned over and sat up, checking the wound on his left hand.
He saw that a piece of the armor on his arm was bitten out, and the muscles inside were also bitten off.
The wound was bloody and bloody.
If it were replaced For other people, such an injury would have been so painful that he could not speak, but he had no feeling in his left hand, which gave him a strange feeling, as if he was looking at someone else's wound.
Only when you hurt someone else will you not feel pain yourself.
However, this was an illusion after all.
He turned around and pulled out the dagger from the young walking corpse's eye socket, returned to the subway car, wiped off the blood on it with a towel, washed it again with pure water, and then disinfected it on a torch, waiting for the dagger When it burned to red, he lifted up the armor on his arm and used a hot dagger to scrape away the blood on the edge of the wound on his shoulder.
He only heard the hissing sound of water evaporating from the wound.
After scraping off the minced meat, Dudian suddenly discovered that there was not much blood flowing from the wound on his arm.
He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of a terrible thing in his mind.
He stared at it, and suddenly the blood at the wound seemed to have stagnated, flowing slowly.
He touched it with his right hand, and suddenly felt a chill like ice.
He knew that this familiar stinging coldness came from ice blood syndrome, but seeing this scene at this moment gave him a ridiculous idea.
His left hand seemed to be no different from the body of a walking corpse.
The only difference is that although the skin color is pale, it does not have a touch of lifeless lime color.
"Could it be that ice blood is a precursor to walking corpse transformation?"
Dudian couldn't help but think, and then felt that it was a little strange.
According to the time he knew from others, it was usually within a few hours, even if it was Those with strong resistance can barely hold on for about seven or eight hours before they are completely eroded by the virus.
However, he has been suffering from ice blood disease for several years.
If he had turned into a walking zombie, he would have turned into a walking zombie long ago.
However, the appearance and symptoms of his left hand at the moment are no different from those of a walking corpse.
It is injured but does not bleed over a large area, and the blood in his body is cold and the temperature is extremely low.
This made him a little confused.
Is there any deeper connection between the two?
His eyes flickered slightly, and after a while he retracted his thoughts.
He traced the dagger along the bite mark of the young zombie.
Only the flesh and blood near the bite mark was seen, which was darker in color.
He used the dagger to trace the bite mark of the wound.
A scratch of four to five centimeters was made, and when he looked closely, he found that the color of the flesh and blood two centimeters outside the tooth mark was brighter, and the closer to the tooth mark, the darker the color.
Seeing that his guess was good, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, the inhibitory flow of ice blood took effect at this moment.
The virus in the teeth of this young zombie did not spread as quickly as it did when it entered the ordinary human body, but spread at a relatively slow speed.
The mode of infection is enough for him to take precautions.
"This strange disease is not all bad," Du Di'an thought to himself.
He did not hesitate to gouge out the tooth marks and nearby flesh and blood with a dagger.
Then he poured pure water mixed with disinfectant powder and cleaned it with gauze.
Wrap and wait for new flesh to grow.
If an ordinary person were to suffer such an injury, they would definitely leave a few big scars on their arms, but for people with extraordinary physiques, as long as they take good care of themselves and have adequate nutrition, such injuries will recover sooner or later. , just like an ordinary person's scratched skin, they can heal quickly.
After all, while their physiques have increased, their cells' automatic repair capabilities are far superior to ordinary people.
After treating the wound, Dudian sat on a chair and rested.
After his physical strength recovered, he stood up and came to the body of the young zombie.
He took a look at it and suddenly noticed that there was dry blood between his fingernails.
The smell of blood from the erection was that of human blood.
Apparently, apart from him, this young zombie had also attacked others.
Dudian took a gentle sniff and suddenly felt that the smell of blood was a bit familiar.
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He thought for a moment and suddenly remembered the corpse of Long Huangwei with half of its head bitten off when he and Ian and others first came to the deserted area.
The smell of blood from the two is exactly the same.
"So, it was the one who killed that man."
Dudian's eyes flashed.
Unexpectedly, after the young zombie killed the man, he wandered back to the depths of the Orange Wasteland No. 3, and met him again. , I have to say it is a kind of fate.
"Martin said that walking zombies mutate faster than monsters.
To some extent, walking zombies retain the characteristics of human rapid evolution.
As long as there is energy, they can quickly improve and transform.
And humans are different from walking zombies.
Humans can only take God's blessing, but zombies eat everything, absorbing nutrients from monster corpses or corpses of the same kind, and the speed of mutation is far beyond that of humans."
"This person's team was probably attacked by the Corpse King.
After he was infected and turned into a walking zombie, he must have eaten many times.
In terms of strength and speed, he is stronger than the advanced boundary warriors Eugene and Martin.
He should already be Pioneer level.”
Dudian looked at its body, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his foot and stamped on its head.
There was a click, and the skull made a sound of bones breaking.
He raised his foot again and stomped it hard.
After repeating it several times, he finally crushed the young zombie's head, and the brain inside collapsed with it, as if he had stepped on wet soil.
He squatted down, picked up a stone from the side, fiddled with its brains, and soon found a hard object inside, which was Han Jing.
However, what surprised him was that although the cold crystal in the young zombie's head was blue in color, its shape had changed somewhat.
It was not round, but oval, and there were fine raised spikes on the surface, like small pimple.
Dudian put it on the ground next to him, thought for a moment, stretched out his left index finger and touched it lightly.
It felt cold to the touch, no different from cold crystal.
He felt relieved, took the dirty towel that he had used to wipe the dagger, wrapped up the cold crystal and wiped it clean.
When I looked again after cleaning it, I suddenly found a small dark shadow in the cold crystal.
He was a little surprised.
He returned to the subway car, held up the torch and looked at it.
Under the light of the flame, he could see more clearly.
He could only see the dark shadow in the cold crystal, like a twisted little insect.
Du Di'an was startled, and suddenly thought that this young zombie was originally Long Huangwei, and there were magic marks in his body.
Could it be that his magic marks were in this cold crystal at this moment, why did this happen?
bang While he was thinking, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the subway car.
Dudian's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly looked up and saw a huge red heat source jumping into the collapsed ruins outside the subway
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