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Chapter 139: Alchemist Cang

It was noon when the sun was coming, and Lao Wang suddenly woke up.

“What does it taste?”

He rubbed his waist and walked to the balcony, opened the window, and a thick smoke accompanied by a strange smell almost staggered Lao Wang.

Go downstairs in a panic,

"Hold the grass, Teacher Cang, you haven't slept all night? What kind of demon did you become in the early morning? Where is the big thunder son?"

The bonfire has been burning since last night until now, and there is one more tripod on the fire.

One is thick soup with deer bones and vegetables, and the other is a dark, green-toned sticky substance.

The fragrance and smell merged into an extremely strange smell, and Lao Wang almost vomited it out on the spot.

"Da Leizi was very happy last night and insisted on rubbing Miss Qiu too. I was almost exhausted. She was so tired that she patted her butt and took a break," Li Cang said, "Also, please respect the scientific researchers!"

Lao Wang was speechless,

"You look like the old witch who makes soup in the candy house, and also a scientific researcher..."

Li Cang handed Lao Wang a bowl,

"Do you drink soup?"

“…”

I'll drink hammer soup, why don't you say Dalang is taking medicine?

Li Cang just wanted to do it, and took a sip on his own.

"Ha, fresh!"

He said,

"I spent seven or eight coins all night before I figured out how to use this thing."

Li Cang knocked off the frost on the surface of the strange sticky pot, put it in a big bucket, and then sat the bucket in a larger bucket to cool down.

"It should be possible this time..."

As the temperature drops, a layer of colorless and transparent liquid gradually seeps out of the surface of the asphalt-shaped viscous substance, and the strange smell that is extremely devastating to people's sense of smell gradually disappears.

"This thing evaporated quickly, take the spoon and glass bottle over."

"oh oh..."

The transparent liquid is like some kind of oil, a little viscous, and it is filled with three 500 ml glass bottles in total.

It's strange that this colorless and transparent oil seems to have a huge attraction to Brother Dazi and Miss Qiu. They walked around the two of them, roaring from time to time, looking very anxious.

Li Cang,

"My Triangle Scale is not lying. It seems that this oil is the real reason why different proportions will produce opposite effects. I wonder if it is useful to other creatures with alienated bloodlines besides zombies."

Lao Wang's mouth tilted,

"Don't talk nonsense. When I met Heiteng Laozi Island almost sank. I don't want to meet anything else."

Li Cang put the bottle,

"Is this an obvious thing? Isn't Miss Qiu's birth a ready-made example?"

When Lao Wang remembered the little black bear who easily killed the zombie, he felt his scalp numb. Bears and the like were not the most terrifying, and the most terrifying ones should be birds and insects.

What if they like the fresh flesh and blood of humans like zombies after they become alienated...

Li Cang scooped out another ball of black mucus and put it on the nose to smell it.

"Strange, did I get it wrong? Why doesn't it taste like it? The black oil applied by those scavengers is obviously smelly..."

"Do you know if it's useful if you get one of the zombies you caught and test them?"

Li Cang slapped himself on his head.

"I've long forgotten those guys..."

Return to his empty island with black oil and summoned the panel.

[Number of existing zombies: 211]

[Status: 98 deaths due to blood vessel collapse, similar veins, etc., no abnormalities were seen 207, continuous alienation 3, blood vessel mutation 1]

[The vegetation situation of similar breeding types is serious. Should the feeding range be reset?]

"Um?"

Li Cang clicked on the second level interface, and the continuous alienation of the Dahong mark 3 and blood mutation 1 casts an isozoological holographic image.

The three zombies that continued to alienate were nothing, they looked a little taller and their muscles were swelling.

But the image of the blood vessel mutation is very extreme. Its arms are seriously deformed, as bloated and huge as two water sacs, almost hanging directly from its shoulders to its feet.

The weight of the arm made it unable to walk upright at all, and could only move slowly like a gorilla.

"Damn, isn't this King Kong?" Lao Wang turned around the image of Mutation No. 1.

Li Cang frowned,

"There are no bone armor and no bone spurs. These two arms are big, but the subcutaneous skin is not like muscle filling at all. What's the use of being soft?"

"Maybe it hasn't been mutated yet?" Lao Wang said, "Don't worry about it for now. Get out an ordinary zombie and try whether your medicine is useful is the main thing. If it works, if we encounter a tide of corpses in the future, it will be like entering a no-man..."

The door of the skeleton was opened, and a young zombie in a tattered sports suit was sent to the surface.

It squinted its eyes, as if its long underground claustrophobia had made its eyes uncomfortable with the blazing sunlight.

Soon, it reacted and roared wildly at Li Cang and Lao Wang.

"Pu"

Miss Qiu jumped off the tombstone and slapped it on the ground with one claw.

Miss Qiu, who had just taken a shower and rubbed mud, had fluffy hair, and even her dreadlocks had a little more elegant look.

It pressed the zombie with one claw, sitting next to it like a dog waiting for praise, its tail shaking into a fan.

"So good~ I'll use it as a snack for you later~"

Li Cang was very satisfied. This was the most perfect execution of Miss Qiu's instructions recently. Slapping a sweet date is the correct way to keep pets.

Lao Wang couldn't wait to take off his shirt, and took out a lump of black oil and started applying it.

In a short while, the two of them became Uncle Black.

Then...

Then the zombie was stunned.

After Miss Qiu let go of her claws, it opened its mouth wide and walked around Li Cang and Lao Wang several times, smelling and watching.

A few minutes later, it simply turned a blind eye to the two of them, avoided Miss Qiu and rushed towards the reserve grain - the fresh and lively atmosphere of the reserve grain attracted it.

The reserved grain was giggling, and the same trick was repeated. He flew in the air with his wings and killed Shiba Inu randomly. At that time, he caught the inexperienced novice zombies with a full face.

“Hehe~”

However, the ability of the three-legged cat to reserve grain cannot cause any effective output to the walking zombies.

When the zombie pounced on it again, the reserved food panic.

Bang ~

Miss Qiu slapped the zombie several meters away with her claws. The zombie roared and struggled for a long time before she could barely get up.

But he didn't dare to resist at all, and he avoided it from a distance with fear on his face, like a frightened child.

Lao Wang took the courage to drag the zombie out of the corner and said with great enthusiasm,

"Damn, it's really useful. Look at it, it's completely regarded us as similar! How did you do it? This effect seems to be better than the sand sculpture triangle scale said..."

"Grind the black vine seeds and boil them slowly over low heat like cooking soy milk - soak it!"

"Okay...what did you say?"

"I said you slapped it!"

"oh..."

Bang ~

"roar!!!"

Looking at Lao Wang who was chased by zombies and ran around the world, Li Cang pinched his chin,

"So, just let it temporarily treat people with black oil as similar, instead of ignoring something like I guess, it can also be disturbed or irritated by our behavior, and feel that the chance of being discovered increases..."

Tool man jumps his feet and curses,

"Damn your uncle Li Cang, you fucking trick me again..."

"You're enough, let Miss Qiu hold it down..."

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Li Cang was speechless,

"Bangmao, isn't it enough to kill it? It's useless."

Lao Wang:???
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