Chapter 5 The Road of the Brave

After crying for a while, he touched his face, touched a pack of cigarettes from the table, pulled out one tremblingly, unconsciously touched his whole body for a long time, took out a lighter, slammed it on, lit a cigarette, deeply. took a breath; leaned back on the sofa, not knowing what to think.

He took a few more puffs, a cigarette, and he sucked more than half of it with four or five puffs. He pressed the cigarette to the floor and smashed it out, and suddenly stood up as if he had made a decision at this moment.

Di Ping is not going to go down in Shen Lun, because he has to go back to save his father and mother. He is not qualified to sink. He owes his parents too much. The longer the time, the lower the hope of saving; Although the finger doesn't know how to open it now, I believe that since this thing has appeared, it can definitely be opened, otherwise it would be meaningless.

Di Ping stood up quickly, went to the bathroom again, washed his face, and tidied his short hair; he took two packets of bread from the food room and gnawed it hard. He hadn't eaten anything in the morning, and he was relieved. Immediately I felt hungry, and I felt better after eating two pieces of bread and two hams.

Then, he began to plan what to do next. First, he had to find a weapon. This is very important. You can't fight with mutant beasts empty-handed! The next step is to train yourself to have good physical strength and reaction speed, otherwise how can you survive in the apocalypse without the power of your hands.

"Weapons?" He was thinking about getting weapons, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He remembered that when he renovated his house, he had a friend do it. After the renovation, the friend seemed to give him a Han sword and said it was for the town house. , I heard from him that it is a superb hand-made Han sword, and it was issued to him for more than 20,000 yuan, and it has been sharpened; usually he also likes knives and guns, and there are few men who don't like knives and guns; I have seen it at the time. The sword is strong and sharp.

The Han sword was placed on the shelf in the living room by him. Looking up, the Han sword was just placed on the shelf!

Taking two quick steps, he took down the Han sword from the shelf. The sword is covered with an ebony scabbard, with a total length of 1.2 meters and a handle of about 30 centimeters. It weighs 10 pounds and 2 taels. The cold light on his face flashed, it was a double-sided blade, and there was a blood groove in the middle; Di Ping had never liked this sword as much as he did today.

Armed with weapons, Di Ping started his own exercise program. Before, he also liked to exercise, but the intensity was not great, and he was mostly training his body shape. Now he has to focus on strength and speed.

However, he did not dare to make too much noise. The situation outside was unknown, and the sound was too loud to attract mutant animals. As a matter of fact, Di Ping practiced a few movements of swinging his sword and slashing. I found a few more practical movements with swords and started to practice.

The sword was indeed a bit heavy, and after 20 or so swings, he was a little tired. First, he practiced 20 slashes, then 20 oblique slashes, 20 stabs, and 20 picks. , He had no strength at all. He was lying on the ground panting for breath. At this time, he felt that the ancient heroes were really amazing. It was really impossible to wield this heavy sword without strength.

After resting for half an hour, I continued to practice one group. I practiced one group after another. I just practiced ten groups in one afternoon. As a result, I didn't have any strength. At this time, let alone fighting mice, I would fight cockroaches. be a problem. Suddenly he realized a problem, if this high intensity encountered some danger, it would be really dangerous for him.

So he made a new plan. He couldn't practice too much every day, no more than five sets. The strength was improved and then gradually increased, and he couldn't reach it at one time. After resting for a long time, he got up to take a shower and get some food to eat.

Speaking of eating, Di Ping wanted to smoke himself again. At that time, the grain only thought that rice noodles were a good thing. Did he really forget that he would dare to open fire in such a situation? What if the alien dog smells the fragrance and rushes up; fortunately, I grabbed some bread and ham or I really didn't eat it.

It was getting dark outside, Di Ping slept on the bed with his sword in his arms, locked the door, and blocked it with a table; he had to get a good night's sleep today, or he would really have no energy to train tomorrow.

The mice should have started to come out. From time to time, there are mice banging on the door in the corridor, and there are sounds of mice and dogs fighting each other. Di Ping fell asleep slowly under such an environment.

"Bang..." There was a sudden sound, as if it was in the room, Di Ping immediately sat up in a jerk, and listened to the sound outside.

"How could it be in the room? Could it be that the mouse ran in from there, and he slept too deeply!" Di Ping felt a little remorse, he shouldn't have been careless, and he didn't expect something to come in.

He lightly got out of bed and put on his shoes, but fortunately he didn't dare to take off his clothes. The Han sword was gently unsheathed and held in his hand, slowly approaching the bedroom door.

"Bangdang..." There was a sudden sound of pots and bowls falling to the ground.

"In the kitchen!" Di Ping was shocked and really came in. In the kitchen, he didn't know how to climb in.

"Squeak..." At this moment, a sudden squeak slowly passed by the bedroom door.

Di Ping felt nervous for a while, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably. He clenched the Han sword in both hands, and did not dare to let out the air.

"Ka Ka..." After a while, the rat sounded, and the mouse seemed to be biting something.

"Damn it, I'm eating my food!" Di Ping listened for a while, then suddenly remembered that this dead mouse really didn't dare to die, and it mutated and still liked to steal it; the food he had worked so hard to get was not enough It spoils.

"Kaka..." The rattling sounded non-stop, the mice ate more and more happily, and Di Ping's heart sank. If there was no food at this time, he would have to wait to die. With his current ability, he would definitely not be able to do the outside world. Big dogs and hordes of mice, go there to get food.

"Fight!" Di Ping didn't dare to wait any longer. Hearing that there should only be a mouse outside, he gritted his teeth and scolded him. He didn't dare to get on a mouse, so how could he go home to pick up his parents.

He gently moved the table away,

He listened to the movement outside, then slowly opened the door again, peeked out, and saw that the mouse was stealing a box of instant noodles that he had put in the kitchen, and the whole box was bitten by the colored lights on the floor outside. It was torn apart, dozens of packets of noodles were scattered on the ground, and this guy was biting open a bag to eat!

The mouse was gray and black, and its body was about the size of a domestic cat. It seemed to have grown bolder and bitten recklessly. Di Ping stabilized his body and held the sword in both hands, and slowly walked over.

"Squeak..." The mouse's hearing was so good, Di Ping just took a few steps when the mouse found him and turned to look at him, blood red flashing in his eyes.

When seeing Di Ping, the mouse had bitten a lot of people these days, and it seemed that humans were nothing to be afraid of, so they rushed towards Di Ping with a low cry.

When Di Ping saw the mouse rushing towards him, he was so nervous that he didn't dare to neglect, he swung his sword to meet the mouse's head and slashed. With the sound, Di Ping's hands were numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword handle.

"Squeak..." The mutant rat flashed past the sword, squeaked, and turned around and charged towards Di Ping's feet again.

At this time, Di Ping did not rush to withdraw his sword and slashed back, but God responded by raising his leg and kicking.

"Bang... squeak..." With a loud bang, he was kicking at the door of the mutant mouse, and he flipped over and fell into the kitchen, and Di Ping felt that he had kicked wood, and his toes hurt. So hard.

The mutant rat seemed to be kicked in pain, a little scared, turned around and wanted to run, maybe in a hurry, forgot that his body had grown bigger, and plunged his head into the gap between the refrigerator and the wall, but it was too small and immediately moved forward. No going backwards.

When Di Ping saw the opportunity, he didn't care about the pain in his feet, he took two steps and stabbed his sword.

"Pfft... squeak..." With a soft sound, the long sword was stabbing the mouse's waist. The long sword was extremely sharp, and it passed through the body. The mouse squeaked, and its limbs twitched rapidly.

Di Ping didn't dare to let it keep barking, for fear of attracting other mice, so he didn't dare to neglect.

As soon as he relaxed, Di Ping felt that his whole body suddenly lost strength, and he slumped on the ground, gasping for breath; the fierce struggle just now consumed all his strength and spirit, and at this moment he just wanted to rest for a while.

Suddenly Di Ping saw a small green mass about the size of a pigeon egg rising up from the mutant mouse. It rose 30 to 40 centimeters away from the mutant mouse, and then suddenly turned from upwards to him, rushing towards him quickly, and swishly submerged himself. The body disappeared.

"What kind of weird thing is this? How could it get into my body?" Di Ping didn't know what it was for a while, whether it was good or bad.

"Di... Found soul energy, the system is not turned on and cannot be stored, consumes soul energy to strengthen the host body."

While Di Ping was worrying, the sound of the system suddenly rang in his mind, and then his body shook violently. He felt a warm current rising from the depths of his body and slowly flowing to the whole body. Some of it is lost, and the place that flows through feels warm, and after a while, it flows all over the body, and the whole body is warm.

The time was very fast, it only took ten seconds. After the warm flow passed, Di Ping felt that he suddenly had energy and energy, and his spirit changed, and it seemed that a lot of power had risen out of thin air. It seems to be a lot lighter too.

Di Ping shook hands, swiped his sword twice, and made sure that he felt real, and was immediately filled with joy; according to the system, this energy should be the soul energy after killing the mutant mouse, which can be used to improve himself. The monster upgrade also has the ability to kill monsters to upgrade, but I don't know how many people have this system.

Di Ping felt the surging power in his body, and an infinite desire arose in his heart. Originally, he was still brooding about the inability to activate the system, but he didn't expect the system to have such benefits; killing mutant animals can actually strengthen himself, so like this What is there to be afraid of? I believe that as long as I keep killing mutant animals, I will soon be able to go home to see my parents.