"Angry?"
Zhang Naying was confused.
In the next second, her exquisite and pure face was slowly stroked by a rough hand.
Zhang Naying wanted to struggle.
The devil-like gentle murmurs rang in his ears like a nightmare.
"This face is really beautiful.”
"You don't want to be torn apart by those zombies, do you?”
His palm slid down her cheek and locked her neck like a pair of pliers.
Her voice was gentle, but it was as if she had been thrown into an ice cave, and her blood was about to freeze.
His body stiffened, and he even forgot to struggle under the threat of death.
"Now, let me be a little happy.”
His head was grabbed and pressed down by a powerful hand.
Zhang Naying bit her lips and lowered her proud head.
Lowering one's head to the strong was a survival instinct.
"I like obedient children like you the most.”
Han Mu's eyes were filled with satisfaction.
In the face of death, they had to give up their dignity to live. This was what he liked the most about this group of little Xiba.
If he encountered a group of stubborn people who would rather die than submit, he would have a headache.
In this regard, they could be said to have perfectly inherited the fine tradition of their ancestors.
During the Second World War, the Cherry Blossom Kingdom invaded Nanhan, and a group of Nanhan puppet soldiers bullied their own people in order to survive.
He took the initiative to pull women from his own country into the military camp to serve as comfort women.
Later, when Xiao Ri invaded the Dragon Country, these puppet troops of the Southern Han Dynasty played the role of lackeys.
However, Xiao Ri didn't trust them either, so they could only use wooden sticks and clubs as weapons to oppress the people of the Dragon Country.
That was why he was called Han Country's Korean.
Later on, Xiao Ri was defeated, and South Korea's economy was in a slump. They could not even afford to eat.
The ruling party had a sudden inspiration. Since they had no money, why not imitate the small country?
One of the members of parliament wrote with a stroke of a pen, suggesting," To make foreign soldiers feel satisfied and happy, we can only allow more comfort women.”
Nan Han's prime minister at that time was also worried about how to get money.
After some discussion and deliberation, they directly approved the legalization of sex trade.
He directly ordered the opening of more than 100 comfort stations across the country to allow those comfort women who participated in World War II to resume their old jobs.
They even encouraged the female citizens to participate in this great patriotic activity, and the service targets were the garrison troops of the Lighthouse Kingdom in Nanhan.
After all, the money in the country was hard to wipe. How could it be better than foreign exchange?
At its peak, Nan Han had close to 200 comfort stations and millions of prostitutes.
If their ancestors were all like this, how could their descendants be any better?
Han Mu looked at the staircase and the ceiling in a daze.
He frowned and then relaxed.
He was thinking about a problem in life.
Who am I? Where am I?
Where did I come from? Where am I going?
The birth and origin of life, where it began and where it ended.
This was a serious question.
"Pa!"
"Didn't your mother teach you to swallow slowly when you eat?”
.......
At eight o'clock in the morning, the gentle sunlight shone into the bedroom.
Two figures could be vaguely seen lying under the blanket.
Because of the storm at night, the room was a little messy.
Fortunately, the rainwater in the room had dried up.
Han Mu stood by the window and stretched, feeling refreshed.
Young people should always insist on doing morning exercises. When they were old, they would go to the toilet so that they wouldn't stain their shoes.
"You can't be too obsessed with fitness either. Men should still prioritize their careers.”
Han Mu called the Skeleton Archer over.
He took out the milky-white crystal core from his pocket.
It was about half the size of a fist and was glowing with a crystalline luster, as hazy as a diamond.
He dug out the crystal core from the skull of the evolved zombie he killed yesterday.
He only had one and a half evolved zombie nuclei.
Apart from this one, the other half was dug out from the brain of the intelligent zombie.
He had already given it to Xiaobai.
"I absorbed 10 ordinary zombie nuclei yesterday, plus this evolved zombie nucleus, it should be enough.”
Undead evolution required sufficient life force and soul energy.
Absorbing the energy of this crystal core, even if he couldn't, it should be about the same.
He still had dozens of crystal cores in his pocket.
Even if they were to pile up, they would be able to pile up an Elite Skeleton Archer.
In addition to Whitey No.3, who had just evolved.
He had four elite undead underlings under him.
The soul fire spread and enveloped the crystal core in front of him.
After about three minutes, the skeleton archer finally absorbed all of the evolutionary crystal core.
The Soul Fire burned fiercely, and its color turned dark green.
The soul was the source of power for the undead.
The transformation of the soul fire meant that the skeleton archer had completed its evolution.
"It doesn't seem like there are any special changes.”
Han Mu carefully examined the Skeleton Archer that had evolved.
It was still small, barely about 1.7 meters tall.
"The bones in my arms and thighs seem to have become a little thicker. There are thirty bone arrows in my quiver now, and they seem to be more exquisite and sharp.”
The bones in his arms became thicker, which could increase his strength and explosive power when drawing the bow.
Strengthened leg bones can increase agility and speed. It can be used to dodge attacks and chase down enemies.
Archers had weak bodies and could not take hits like Little White, so agility was very important.
As for arrows?
Han Mu took out a bone arrow and knocked on it.
It didn't feel like a bone arrow, but more like a steel arrow made of alloy.
The streamlined body of the arrow could reduce the wind resistance.
The penetrating power of this arrow was at least 30% higher than the previous bone arrow.
Unfortunately, these bone arrows would disintegrate after three minutes.
Otherwise, Han Mu would really want to collect a few and study what material they were made of.
These things were not bad.
However, after absorbing so many crystal cores to evolve, this was the only change?
Han Mu was a little dissatisfied.
After all, compared to the changes that Whitey and the others had undergone after their evolution, the difference was really huge.
Frowning, he circled the Skeleton Archer a few times.
His gaze suddenly landed on the bone bow on his back.
He felt that something had changed, but when he looked closely, it seemed that nothing had changed.
Han Mu stretched out his hand and shook it, his expression slightly surprised.
So heavy!
The weight of this bow was at least fifty jin.
"Are you planning to use the bow as a hammer?”
A 50 jin bow was somewhat ridiculous.
Even the Heavenly Halberd wasn't this heavy.
Han Mu gently raised the bone bow and used all his strength to pull the bowstring.
If it was the bone bow from before, it would not be so difficult to pull.
"The key to the evolution of the skeleton archer should be on this bow.”
He just didn't know how powerful this bow was.
Han Mu threw the bow to the Skeleton Archer and pointed at a scenic tree three hundred meters away.
"Shoot an arrow at that tree!"
A tree 300 meters away was as thick as a rope to the human eye.
It was very easy to miss the target even when shooting with a gun.
The skeleton archer casually drew a bone arrow and drew the bowstring.
Boom!
The bone arrow flew out, creating a terrifying shockwave as it flew parallel to the ground.
Han Mu's eyes widened. He could even see the vacuum left behind by the surrounding air being squeezed out.
The landscape tree 300 meters away fell with the bone arrow.
It exploded!
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