My historical mission 2

It wasn't until the evening that I was in good spirits, and my little brother kept watching over me, so that the whole person looked a lot haggard at the end of the day. I sat up from his arms and said to him, I'm fine, you can rest for a while. He still looked at me worriedly, how could it be okay, I don't care, do you have to eat something first. You haven't eaten anything for a day, I said okay, we all have to eat, it's getting dark again, and the zombies who hid yesterday may gather again in the evening.

I also have a lot of food in my space that I packed when I came across a delicious restaurant, and now I still eat it hot. After eating, it was already dark outside, because we had the remaining limbs of the zombies we killed yesterday downstairs, which attracted a lot of zombies to come and eat.

We'll have to wait a while until we gather more zombies before we do it. However, it seems that the people gathered today are all ordinary zombies, and there are no mutated zombies, they are slow to move, and their aggression is not very strong.

The little brother stood next to me, I felt him looking at my right hand without a palm, I smiled and raised my right hand to him and said, don't worry. I used the fire element to embody a flaming right hand in the place where I originally used the fire element, and I withdrew the right hand of the flame, and then I gave myself the right hand with the water element, the metal element, the wood element, and the earth element. Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, whatever I choose, no problem. I withdrew my figurative hand, leaving behind a gold-elemental right hand. Raised in front of the little brother and said with a smile, Golden right hand, advanced. I patted my brother's arm with my hand, don't be sad, I'm really fine, come and laugh, don't keep a straight face. The little brother rarely showed a smile on his face, he reached out and held my right hand, which looked quite advanced.

My embodied elemental right hand is connected to my soul, and it is no different from my own hand, the only difference is that it has no feeling.

I saw that the zombies downstairs were almost gathered, and there were no other zombies coming out of the hiding place, and they threw a big fireball down like yesterday. Let these things disappear in the fire, and at the same time provide me with energy to deal with the zombies below, my brother and I decided to leave here and deal with the other zombies in the town. At night, when these things came out for activities, we drove around the roads in the town to get rid of all the zombies that had gathered on the roads. After a night of hard work, we got rid of all the zombies we could see, but we decided to stay in this town for the day. This time we found one of the tallest buildings in the town and found a relatively clean room.

It's dawn and we're ready to rest here for the day, my body still needs time to recover. The little brother also couldn't rest well for two days, and we all need to replenish our strength. Because in this world we don't know exactly how long we will stay, we have to conserve our strength.

We packed up a bed and lay down, and soon both of us fell asleep, and before going to bed we locked the room from the inside, and then I added a protective layer of water to us, so that we could sleep peacefully.

I closed my eyes and hooked up with the hairball in my heart, and the hairball didn't know where it had gone before, and it would come back later. I asked where you had been and why you had appeared, and the furball said, "It's going to collect the number of zombies in this world, so that it can provide us with more data." Furball also said that it has increased my memory this time, not only can I read the ability of replicants, but I can also copy the ability of some mutated zombies, which increases the probability of our survival in this world.

I

asked, can I replicate the abilities of the little girl I killed yesterday, and I envy her teleportation and recovery abilities. The furball said yes, now copy it for you. I waited for a while, and the furball said, the copy is successful, you can use it now. I looked at my empty right wrist and said to it, "Can my hand grow back too?" Furball said, yes, yes, but it takes time. I thought it would be nice to recover, but I still don't like my right hand that I don't feel.

My brother and I slept well during the day, and we didn't go to sleep until about four o'clock in the afternoon, and I untied the gauze on my right hand to see that it had completely healed. It seems that it will not take long for a new right hand to grow, but fortunately, the body of the little girl was burned by us, otherwise I am afraid that with her recovery ability, it will not be long before it can return to its original form.

My wound didn't hurt anymore, and I had a taste again, and I took out the pork knuckle that I had packed in Korea from the space, and the packaged set meal had rice in it. I took it out and ate it straight away, and I took out two bottles of beer. My brother and I had a full meal, and my brother finally relieved himself when he saw that I was alive again.

After eating, I looked at the map that Furball had given us, and there were only a hundred zombies left in the town, all of them in an underground bomb shelter in the town. The people who were originally hiding inside were later invaded by zombies, and in the end, no one escaped, and all of them mutated into zombies.

Where are we going to deal with the zombies there tonight, and then we can move on to the next stop.