Chapter 449: upgrade! Nether Energy Shuttle Rocket! (1/2)

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Cold and icy.

Just as the whole body is in the ice and snow, no object with temperature can bring a trace of warmth to Somo.

Even other parts of the body can't feel it.

The eyelids are as heavy as lead.

”Am I dead...”

”It turns out that death is like this!”

Somo thinks he should be dead already.

After sacrificing one by one with his brothers who were born and died in the past ten years, he finally fell into the hands of an increasingly powerful mutant beast.

Ten years ago, when the first light of evolution shone on the earth, mutation began.

The dead humans became the zombies in the movie.

For five full years, when all humans could linger in the hands of zombies, they discovered even more frightening things.

Wild beasts are more terrifying than zombies, they have evolved into bloodthirsty mutant beasts.

The mutant beasts are extremely capable of reproducing, especially the low-level mutant beasts, a litter can give birth to hundreds of mutant beasts.

Where there are them, the refuges established by countless humans have been breached one after another.

Thinking of this, Somo couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The refuge he was in was established by the ”Ten Punches”, one of China's top ten powerhouses.

As the strongest warrior, Sumo didn't see ten punches before his death.

But as long as you are not blind, you can see two mutant beasts towering into the clouds outside the city.

Tier 10 mutant beasts ”Cangjin Demon Ape”, ”Sea Wing Roc”.

Sumo's thoughts continued to extend, but a moist, warm, and incredible warmth began to wander slowly on his body.

In the beginning, this feeling was only faint and slight, which was difficult to capture, but gradually, the sensory stimulation began to become clearer and clearer.

This is? Does it feel like dying?

seem!

It's not so unacceptable.

Even, it's so numb, and it's a bit comfortable.

The restoration of the sense of touch is like a dry canal being re-introduced into running water. It is a gradual process from moisturizing the cracked ground to wetting and storing water.

With all this unfolding, Somo's perception of the outside world has become more and more sensitive.

He could feel his hands, his feet, and the lighter eyelids.

A weird thought began to emerge from consciousness.

Sumo began to doubt.

Own?

Really dead?

Could it be that the pain caused at the moment of being killed by a mutant beast is not real?

No one knows what the world after death is like. Even the top ten powerhouses have no ability to resurrect. More, it's just everyone's imagination of the world after death.

After all, the dead cannot stand up and give a speech about how wonderful the world after death is.

Somo started to try to do something, the first thing he did was to open his eyes.

At this time, he felt like Yugong moved the mountain. On the one hand, the perception of various parts of the body was quickly recovering. On the other hand, his eyelids seemed to be stuck. No matter what, he couldn't open it.

It seemed as if he had fallen into a state of ghost press, and wanted to resist, but there was only silent resistance left.

In this state, time seems to have become a non-existent concept.

Except for the gradually clear voice in the void.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

More and more drums began to appear in Somo's ears, and as the drums reached their extremes, the world in front of him suddenly brightened.

vehicle?

How could there be such a broken car?

The perspective is very strange. It is not to look at the car from the outside, but to look around inside the car with a God’s perspective.

What catches the eye is the cracked leather of the seat, and the cracks full of time and age are filled with fine dust.

From the center console up from the seat, the position of the steering wheel has disappeared, leaving only the bare control rods, which seems to be protesting to the outside world.

Which wicked guy stole even a steering wheel!

The strange thought appeared in Somo's heart, but the next second, a feeling of coldness appeared in his heart.

It was like a cold wind blowing on his unclothed back.

Subconsciously looked back.

The rear door of the broken car was bare at this time, and there was only two seats lying in the car in the large interior space of the car. The cold winter wind brought snow from the rear door. , Fell on the seat.

The white snow has covered one layer of the ground, and the whole world seems to have become Andersen's fairy tale world, quiet and beautiful.

But the next moment, Somo couldn't calm down.

The familiar red eyes appeared outside the alley less than ten meters away.

With these eyes, Suma has been dealing with them for ten years.

They were once compatriots!

They were once humans too!

But now, they can only be called ”zombies” for the time being.

The zombie appeared, and with the limping motion, it slowly came towards the place where Sumo was.

fighting!

The first thought that appeared in Suma's consciousness was not to run away.

As a ten-year veteran warrior in the last days, he is confident that he can kill the limping poor man within two breaths with a weapon in hand.

But even without a weapon, he is confident to kill him with his fist.

In the refuge of ten punches, everyone is a martial artist and believes that the fist is a weapon that humans can trust.

Everyone is practising the ”Ten Boxing Sutra” from a fifty-year-old man to a five-year-old child!