Mystery Makes Me Strong

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The big truck drove on the road out of the town, startling countless walking corpses.

They were excited by the sound and smell, roared a few times, spread their teeth and claws, opened their **** mouths, and ran towards the truck.

Just a few steps toward the truck, he accelerated and fled back at an even more terrifying speed, as if he had encountered some natural enemy.

Wen Rensheng nodded secretly when he saw this, the ping pong ball didn't lie on this point before - as long as you release a little breath, you can scare off these calamitous accessories.

These zombies belong to one of the grotesque disasters without thinking, and their behind-the-scenes controllers are of course thinking.

This shows that the strength of his alien power has indeed reached a very high level, and it is not Yelang's arrogance.

The fear of the opponent is the best proof, and the praise and evaluation of one's own people are not strong evidence.

At this time, there was another family of survivors, three people, three young and strong young men and women, who seemed to see this scene, rushed out of the house, ran towards the truck, and dragged a circle of zombies behind them.

Under normal circumstances, they are sure to die, and the walking corpses are not slow, and when they get into the car, they will be pulled from behind them.

However, the walking corpses did not dare to approach the truck, but the three young people were not affected, or they could not feel the terrible breath of the big cat at all, and just regarded each other as a strange pet.

The truck was not driving fast, or the male owner saw several people running in the rearview mirror and subconsciously slowed down, otherwise, it would be very difficult for human feet to catch up with the truck.

The three of them didn't shout, they directly climbed the welded steel bars around the truck, and then climbed up to the top of the truck's compartment, panting and resting.

"Thank you, man." A man waved his arms at the cab's rear mirror.

The other two also thanked them.

The truck accelerated again.

The big cat ignored it.

Wen Rensheng will only save a few people who are pleasing to the eye at will, he will not care about other things.

At this time, he heard some sounds wafting in the wind through the big cat.

"Look, that truck came out again, shall we rush out?"

"They are just struggling to the death, the meteorite is about to fall, even if they get out of town, how far can they run, we should continue to lie down, so as not to waste any more effort before death."

The sound dissipated.

The chance of survival was just given up by themselves, no one could blame anyone.

The truck continued to drive forward, and after a while, it came to the intersection of the road out of the town.

A huge signboard tree was beside the intersection, and the fog lay ahead.

The truck slowed down immediately, almost as fast as a person could walk, just moving slowly.

The big cat didn't remind him either, just raised his head and blew a sigh of relief.

A piece of fog dispersed from the middle.

The truck drove out along the gap.

"Ah, we drove out!" The voice of the male owner after the catastrophe reverberated throughout the cab.

"Thank you, Mr. Cat." The hostess stuck her head out of the car window and wanted to thank you, but saw that the big cat had disappeared.

"Is this a mythical cat?" the little girl said.

"No, it must be that magical robot cat that can do anything." The boy obviously has a physique, and he has to do everything right with his sister.

The truck continued along the road.

Wen Rensheng took a last look at the truck, and saw another car driving on the road in the distance. It was the Milia tool trio.

Well, let them toss things over first, and come back with results.

Thinking like this, he let the big cat follow him, withdrew his mind, and continued to practice various extraordinary skills.

Now there are several skills, which can be sublimated and engraved on alien species, and engraving one can add some mystery.

It seems that the cultivation of skills is much easier now, and it is not as time-consuming as before, which is another great benefit for him.

After all, there are always thousands of general extraordinary skills that can be learned by statistics. If you learn all these skills, you can add 10,000 mysterious degrees. This is a long-term goal.

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The Reziwell family's escape truck was just halfway through when it was stopped by the second-hand car driven by the three of Milia.

"You came out of the town? Could it be that the blockade of the town has been lifted?" Milia stuck her head out and asked.

"Oh, there is no relief. It was a magical Mr. Cat who rescued us. That is the gift of fate." The hostess stuck her head out and replied the same.

Milia's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to ask something, she was interrupted.

Among the three people sitting on the roof, a man anxiously lowered his head and urged, "Beautiful nun, please let us go, there is still a meteorite waiting to fall from the sky."

"That meteorite is fake, you don't have to worry." Professor Miley came out and comforted.

"Old man, although you are old, please take a look again and say it again? That's obviously true, I have seen the edge of the rock above." Another woman said bluntly.

When Professor Miley heard this, he took out a telescope from his backpack and looked at the sky carefully.

"It's impossible. When we came just now, it was still an illusion!" he exclaimed in surprise.

But at this time, the meteorites in the telescope's field of view are obviously exactly the same as those in various photos.

He suspected that his vision had been deceived by a mysterious power, so he looked at Miria next to him.

"Let me see." Milia also looked up at the sky.

She immediately said in surprise: "Strange, it was an illusion before, but now it has a real taste~www.novelmt.com~ The illusion has become real? Is this a mysterious phenomenon?" The professor asked.

"I haven't heard of it before, I'm afraid it's something caused by a powerful disaster." Milia said with a headache.

"Okay, we don't have time to listen to you, let us go." The three people on the roof of the truck urged eagerly.

Miria wanted to ask more, but she had to let the big truck leave.

Professor Miley used his mobile phone to photograph the license plate number of the large truck. Most adults in McCann have driver's licenses, and the contact information of the family can be known through the license plate number.

Then the three continued to drive towards the town.

As the professor drove and looked up at the sky, he thought he was going crazy.

Towards the center of the doomsday, he had never thought that he had such courage before.

what to do?

Can a meteorite be solved by mysterious power?

He looked at Milia, although the opponent's sledgehammer was big, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to handle a large meteorite that fell from the sky, right?

The good news is that the meteorite doesn't seem to be big, and the bad news is that it's not known when it will fall.

Maybe the next moment.

As soon as the three of them drove into the town, a group of walking corpses rushed over.

The professor turned the car quickly, trying to get around them.

Miria stretched her hand out of the car window and summoned the hammer, a silver light, shining on the walking corpses.

Those zombies immediately turned around and fled, but before they ran a few steps, they fell to the ground one by one, with black smoke coming out of their bodies.

"They, they seem to have recovered?" The professor stopped the car, surprised.

I saw those hideous-looking zombies slowly returning to normal people. No, they should be normal corpses. Although they are still scary, they at least look normal.