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Chapter 195

"I took this one. Taking

a test tube from the scientist's hand, Chen Xiaoxiu said with a smile.

did not stop Chen Xiaoxiu, anyway, they have a lot of such test tubes in their hands.

And the special substances in the test tube are not precious, as long as a few more mutant mice are refined.

"Chen Xiaoxiu, what are you doing with this?" Accompanying Chen Xiaoxiu

back to her own room, Xia Linger was a little curious.

"I want to test it. Xia

Ling'er didn't understand what Chen Xiaoxiu said.

But soon, Xia Linger saw Chen Xiaoxiu open the test tube.

Whoops....

I saw Chen Xiaoxiu's right hand quickly diffuse with purple plant root whiskers.

Then Chen Xiaoxiu directly dripped the liquid in the test tube on the root whiskers.

As if feeling something, it was like the root whiskers of life suddenly wrapped the blood in the liquid and swallowed it in an instant.

What is this doing, watering flowers?

Xia Ling'er thought for no reason.

When she raised her head, she found that Chen Xiaoxiu's expression was very happy.

Sure enough, the essence of this thing is golden blood!

This test verified the idea in Chen Xiaoxiu's heart.

The purple vine residing in Chen Xiaoxiu's body told Chen Xiaoxiu that in this drop of blood, there was a faint golden blood.

How faint it was,

as if a normal golden blood had been diluted countless times.

Chen Xiaoxiu asked if such a diluted golden blood would help it.

Ziluo Vine responded that such a low concentration of golden blood must be at least a hundred times richer.

And the richness here is not a problem that can be solved by quantity alone.

In other words, it is not necessary to extract the golden blood from the bodies of hundreds of mutant mice and concentrate them together to meet the requirements of purple vines.

These golden blood are not pure from the start, and the effect on it is almost negligible.

Although he knew that the golden blood in the mutant mouse was useless to the purple vine, Chen Xiaoxiu also got the result he wanted.

That is the leader of this group of mutant rats, which must be a creature with a high concentration of golden blood.

And these mutant mice are the descendants of each other.

This also explains why the rats in the town are immune to the doomsday virus and are not overwhelmed by the strong characteristics of the virus.

Golden blood, this is really the mortal enemy of the doomsday virus.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoxiu did not speak, Xia Linger said dissatisfied: "Chen Xiaoxiu, what are you testing!" Chen Xiaoxiu

was stunned, and then said with a smile: "The test is over, and the result is good." Seeing

that Chen Xiaoxiu didn't say anything, Xia Ling'er gave him a blank look, and then decisively left the room and went out to find something to eat.

In a simple bunker at the other end of town, a group of people were holding torches and looking nervously outside.

"Boss, what should we do?" a

group of people were discussing intensely in a dimly lit room inside the bunker.

These people were scrawled, their eyes were bloodshot, and they had obviously not rested for a long time.

Hearing someone speak, a middle-aged man sitting at the head of the table put down the flue-cured cigarette in his hand and said with a solemn face: "There is no way, you can only stick to it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces showed confusion.

Outside the bunker, countless scarlet eyes were staring inside the bunker, looking a little stupid.

It's just that they look at the bonfires that can be seen everywhere by the bunker and look a little afraid.

Several bunker warriors stood on the wall, looking at the dense scarlet eyes below, their expressions very nervous.

They, surrounded by a tide of rats.

This is not the first time they have faced such a situation, as early as half a month ago, they noticed the presence of mutant mice.

The people of the bunker are the name of the same village, and when the end broke out, the group came to the newly built granary of the village under the leadership of the village chief.

Thanks to the fortification of the granary and the abundance of food in it, they struggled through the chaotic period of the apocalypse.

Later, the people relied on the granary to build a strong bunker, and used it as a stronghold, ready to continue living here.

If there were no mutant rats, this group of people would have lived well.

They have people, guns, food, and a much better starting point than the average survivor.

However, the appearance of mutant rats made their safe bunker instantly become an island with no way to escape.

Every night, swarms of rats attack the place, seemingly attracted by the tempting food inside.

They could have used the daylight to leave the bunker and escape.

But in the end, they didn't have the courage to give up the comfortable environment and the food in the warehouse.

You know, now outside, there are man-eating monsters everywhere

! When the rat tide and the bunker held each other for a while, the rat tide finally did not restrain the temptation of food, and instantly launched an attack on the bunker

! "Shoot!

He picked up the earthen gun in his hand and frantically attacked the rats below.

Because they often fight these mutant rats, the village names are very familiar with them.

On the periphery of the bunker is a moat five meters wide.

To say that it is a moat is just to attract a source of water and then dig a deep ravine.

But it is such a simple work situation that plays a good role in hindering the rat tide.

It didn't take long for the bottom of the bunker wall to be covered with mutilated rat carcasses.

These corpses stained the entire moat red at once, and on the fence, in addition to countless rat corpses, there were many brass shells.

The village name, who was not injured, continued to raise his gun and shoot in a panic.

If that's all, relying on the location, the village names are estimated to survive tonight.

But the unexpected happened.

I saw that more than a dozen large things suddenly appeared in the open space a hundred meters away from the bunker, slowly creeping.

A village name took out a telescope and looked in that direction in horror.

When the guys walked to the bright spot of the fire, the village name instantly showed fear.

It was a group of mutant rats the size of a water tank, with a very strange body and spikes like porcupines.

Although I don't know what the role of these guys is, the village name has a bad feeling for no reason.

Sure enough, when he saw these guys pressing down and aiming the spikes on their bodies in the direction of the bunker, the idea of the village name was tested.

Huh....

With a sound of breaking the air, the spikes on the backs of these strange mice instantly flew out.

For a while, this alternative rain of swords fell on the wall of the bunker, and many warriors who did not react instantly fell in a pool of blood...

Screams, cries for mercy, madness...

The originally strong bunker instantly collapsed after these mutant rats with long-range attack capabilities appeared...