Doomsday Barbarian
45 Skill Failure

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An Yan stayed in the toilet for more than half an hour. It was still too narrow and not enough for him to do anything. He could only return to bed resentfully. Although the battle with the monsters only lasted for a few minutes, it was a huge burden on An Yan. Then, he obtained a large number of gold coins. Later, the bugs entered his body. After a night of fighting, joy, and fear, he was mentally exhausted. Now, he could no longer hold on and fell asleep on the bed.

He was woken up by Qian Shuisheng. It was time for breakfast. Breakfast was distributed in a canteen. Everyone in their area was there to get food. People lined up in long lines and discussed yesterday's battle. Chu Hanmei stood behind An Yan. She seemed to be in good spirits as she chattered with An Yan.

"Big Brother An, you look so energetic today. Where did you get this outfit from?”

An Yan finally managed to lie to her. She then asked An Yan to look for her mother with her after dinner. Of course, An Yan agreed. He also wanted to find out about his mother. Although his home was very far from here and the probability of his mother appearing here was close to zero, it was just a convenience.

Qian Shengshui overheard Chu Hanmei's words from behind. He didn't even wait for Chu Hanmei's request before he agreed. It seemed like he was looking for his own mother. An Yan knew what this guy might be thinking. It was actually normal. If he was a few years younger, he might be like this too. Sigh, he was old!

"Hey, did you know that dozens of soldiers died last night? Those monsters were like ants. There were thousands of them!”

"What? Let me tell you. I have a relative who is a militia. He told me that there are tens of thousands of monsters in every direction. Over a hundred people had died in one night. There were more than 30 official soldiers, and the rest were all militia and reserves. Everyone was torn apart by the monsters, and their intestines were everywhere. It was so miserable!”

"I also heard something strange. Last night, something seemed to have happened upstairs. There were banging sounds and screams. I didn't dare to go out. I don't know what happened. Do you think there are monsters in the county?”

An Yan had a bad feeling when he heard this. The monster probably did not run in from the outside, but someone was parasitized by the Devil Worm. An Yan thought about how he was almost parasitized by the Devil Worms last night. Those worms were small, and people who were not paying attention would not know if they were parasitized. It was very dangerous if this situation continued. He also heard the man say not to tell anyone what he said. The army had ordered it to be kept a secret.

He didn't eat anymore. An Yan thought of something else. There were tens of thousands of insectoid corpses outside the camp. If he didn't come early, they would probably be burned by the army. Chu Hanmei called him a few times from behind. An Yan told her to eat by herself first, and he went to get the car. Even though his skills were not good, An Yan was generally okay. Usually, there would not be any collisions at slow speeds.

The county town was under military control and no one was allowed to drive. However, An Yan was a small celebrity after all. He was wearing a military uniform and would usually not be stopped by the police. However, the car he drove was too shabby. Other than refugees, the army would not use such a car. After being stopped by the traffic police, a soldier recognized An Yan and immediately called him Brother Meng. Under the surprised gazes of the police, he let go.

When they arrived at the battlefield yesterday, many vehicles were busy, and several scrapers were piling up the bodies of the insectoids. An Yan quickly parked his car and ran over. The soldiers here all knew that An Yan was a civilian hero and did not stop him. On the contrary, several soldiers from Li Yangguang's company greeted him. An Yan responded to them one by one, making him feel like a big shot. He really felt like a commander inspecting the troops. He sensed this abnormal mentality and immediately said to himself," An Yan, you're just a small figure. You can't get carried away. You have to keep a low profile.”

However, could he really keep a low profile?

The stench assailed the nose, and the road was filled with green mucus. It was very sticky and disgusting to walk on. There were also many broken limbs, so An Yan had to walk carefully. They came to a pile of insectoid corpses. None of these corpses were intact. Most of them had been punched into a sieve, and some had been broken into a few pieces. The most intact one was a big hole in the head, and green intestines and internal organs were everywhere. If it was possible, An Yan really didn't want to come here. It was simply a slaughterhouse. The people being slaughtered were still people. Uh, they used to be people.

Enduring the discomfort in his stomach, An Yan used Skin Removal on a slightly intact Insect Man corpse. However, to his surprise, there were no small blood balls in his storage space. It seemed that the skill had failed. He used it a few more times, and the result was the same. He was a little panicked. Could it be that the skill had really lost its effect? If that happened, there would be no more small blood cells in the future!

Experimenting on other corpses? No, it still didn't work. An Yan was about to go crazy. How could this be? His hands were already covered in green mucus, but he didn't feel it at all. He tried one corpse after another. His actions surprised the soldiers. They saw that An Yan seemed to be digging something out of the monster corpses. He looked like a madman.

With a smile on his face, An Yan finally obtained a small blood ball. The 21 small blood balls in the storage space were clear.

"What happened? It seemed that it was not a problem with the skill at all. Then why could so many corpses not get the small blood sphere?”An Yan looked at the corpses and thought hard. Most of them were shot last night. There was not a single insectoid standing around. It seemed that the insectoids had been eliminated.

"Last night?" An Yan suddenly had a thought. The small blood ball was an Energy Essence. If he couldn't collect it, did it mean that there was no energy left on the corpse? He remembered that he had only obtained the small blood balls when the monsters had just died. Now that these monsters had been dead for a few hours, did that mean that the energy they contained had disappeared?

An Yan concluded," Just like in many games, dropped equipment will disappear if they are not picked up within a certain time limit.”This conclusion might not be correct, but it was the most reasonable explanation he could think of.

He also thought that the small blood sphere he obtained might have come from a monster that had not died for long. Some of the monsters here should have died not too long ago. If he searched carefully, he might be able to obtain some small blood spheres. However, there were too many corpses here. They had already piled up into a dozen hills, and the soldiers were pouring gasoline.

"Sigh, forget it. I didn't come here in vain to get a gold coin!”He no longer had any fantasies about finding the Leaky Safety Rock here.

Under the strange gazes of the soldiers, An Yan returned to the back of the bunker. A soldier brought a kettle for An Yan to wash his hands. It turned out to be the cheekbone monkey.

"Brother Meng, you went to pray for the dead again?”

"Uh, this, yes, the dead are the most important.”An Yan could only go along with it. It seemed that he didn't know anything about teaching. He had only seen a little on television.

Little Monkey twisted the lid of the kettle." That's true. No matter what kind of monster they are now, they are still humans. I killed dozens of them myself. Sigh, I don't feel good.”

An Yan looked at Little Monkey's red eyes. He didn't expect a soldier to be upset over this. Looking at Little Monkey's young and tender face, soldiers were also humans. They also had love and hate. The soldier in front of him was obviously still a child.

"How old is Little Monkey?"

" 17. He's been in the army for more than a year."

An Yan and the little monkey started chatting. The little monkey repeated the old saying, hoping that An Yan could teach him a few moves.

An Yan really had no choice but to lie to him," Little Monkey, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but you should know that the Chinese martial arts focus on the 'training in the winter and the three dog days in the summer'. Without ten years of hard work, there won't be any effect. Are you going to give up guns and switch to cold weapons?”

After hearing An Yan's explanation, Little Monkey understood. He knew that he was daydreaming. How could martial arts be so easy to learn? Kungfu was just a dream of his. However, if he had to spend a few years or more to achieve this dream, he would not be so persistent. This was because he was a soldier, and the gun in his hand was the flesh and blood of his heart. Boys generally had two dreams. One was to become a chivalrous hero, and the other was to hold two guns and shoot without fail. Little Monkey had already fulfilled a dream. At least he could hold a gun every day. The cold body of the gun fascinated him. Comparatively speaking, martial arts was just a fleeting dream.

He wasn't as disappointed as he had imagined. Little Monkey thought about it and laughed." Haha, Brother Meng, I was thinking too much. Let's not talk about this. However, Brother Meng is still my idol. If there's anything you need me to do, just let me know. I guarantee that I'll do it properly.”

He patted the little monkey's shoulder hard, making the little monkey grimace in secret. An Yan's grip was too strong, and the little monkey felt that its shoulder was about to swell.

"Good brother, that's more like it. If your martial arts are higher, you'll be knocked down with a single shot! Alright, I'll go eat first."

An Yan said a few more words and left. He still did not give the small blood ball to Xiao Hou. It was hard to tell where this thing came from. If the officer found out, he was afraid that he would be in big trouble.

Hope came, but disappointment came. This was An Yan's current mood. He saw the thick cigarette butts at the base. Those corpses must have been set on fire. It was a pity that he could not use the Skin Removal skill immediately.

After dinner, An Yan remembered that he wanted to help Chu Hanmei, so he went back. When he opened the door, he saw a soldier and a few others sitting at the side, talking about something.

Seeing An Yan enter, the soldier immediately stood up." Brother Meng is here. I've been ordered by the company commander to bring the explosion-proof shield over.”As he spoke, he handed over a translucent shield.

An Yan took the large shield. It was very light and had a handrail on the back. The middle and upper part were black, and the rest were white.

"This is a new type of anti-riot shield. It is 90 centimeters long, 50 centimeters wide, centimeters thick, and weighs a kilogram. It can withstand low-speed bullets at most, but it cannot withstand explosive fragments and high-speed bullets.”The soldier introduced the shield.

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