Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 637: Zombie Boss vs. Superpowered Little Husband

"Go on." Zuo Bai saw that the zombie had just evolved and was ready to kill it while it was still sick.

Zhang Yang, Han Qing, and Zuo Bai controlled the gold, wind, and water abilities respectively, staring closely at the third-level zombies in front of them.

This zombie exuded a foul odor, and its strength and speed far exceeded any opponents they had encountered before.

The battle broke out instantly. Zhang Yang took the lead and controlled the metal blade to shoot at the zombies like a rainstorm.

Han Qing was not to be outdone. The wind blade wrapped around Zhang Yang's metal attack, making it even more powerful.

Zuo Bai used a water curtain to protect his teammates from behind, throwing water arrows like they were free, while looking for opportunities to launch a fatal attack.

After being attacked, the zombies roared angrily and broke through their defenses again and again with their powerful strength and agility.

"His speed seems to have increased as well!"

Zhang Yang's sharp metal blade was easily knocked away by it, Han Qing's wind blade could only leave shallow scars on it, and Zuo Bai's water curtain was almost broken by it.

But the three did not give up. Zhang Yang concentrated his mind and used his gold-type abilities to the fullest, condensing a huge metal spear.

Han Qing used all her wind power to create a tornado, engulfing the spear in it and shooting it at the zombies like a cannonball.

Zuo Bai seized the opportunity and used a jet of water to trap the zombies tightly.

With the concerted efforts of the three, the zombies finally couldn't hold on any longer. They had more and more wounds on their bodies and their movements became slower.

Finally, after the final round of attacks from the three men, the zombie let out an unwilling roar, fell to the ground with a bang, and was completely dead.

The three men collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. They had won this battle in a thrilling way.

Lan Zhan cautiously approached the hideous, foul-smelling zombie.

He was not afraid that the zombies were not dead yet, but he was afraid that the dirt on the ground would dirty him.

If he smelled bad, his wife probably wouldn't let him hold her while sleeping.

He tightly grasped the spear formed by Zhang Yang's gold-based supernatural power, and the sharp tip of the spear flashed with cold light.

When he was only a few steps away from the zombie, Lan Zhan took a deep breath, rushed forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed at the zombie's head like lightning.

The spear easily pierced the zombie's hard skull and penetrated deep into its brain.

Lan Zhan stirred the spear mercilessly, searching and rummaging in the zombie's brain.

After some effort, he finally found a red crystal core the size of a mangosteen in a pile of sticky brain tissue.

"Three...fire." Lan Zhan squeezed out two words from his throat with difficulty.

Due to the influence of zombie transformation, he was still unable to fully say the sentence "third-level fire crystal core" at this moment, but everyone immediately understood what he meant.

"Wow, is this the third-level crystal core? It looks much bigger than the second-level and first-level crystal cores I've seen before!" Han Qing stared at the red crystal core with wide eyes and said in surprise.

She couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that the higher the level of the crystal core, the larger its size!"

Zhang Yang, standing aside, said somewhat dejectedly, "It's a pity that Big Brother is the only one here who has a fire ability. But Big Brother doesn't need crystal cores to improve his abilities. All our hard work is in vain!"

He shook his head helplessly, feeling very sorry.

At this time, Zuo Bai, who had been silent all the time, slowly stood up. He had just sat on the ground and rested for a long time, and finally recovered some strength.

"It's okay. Take this crystal core to the base and exchange it with others for crystal cores of other properties or useful supplies." Zuo Bai comforted everyone and began to prepare to go to the gas station to find fuel.

Lan Zhan hurried forward to help Zuo Bai up, and the two of them walked silently towards the gas station.

Zhang Yang and Han Qing behind them quickly followed their pace, and the group continued their "zero-yuan shopping" with hope.

"Hey, brother, the gas tank here is full!" Han Qing's face was full of surprise, and her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels. The crisp voice echoed in the empty gas station.

After the apocalypse entered its white-hot stage, this highway became like a forgotten corner with few people around.

Now seeing the full oil tank, it seems like a precious gift from God in this desperate situation.

Zuo Bai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, and secretly felt lucky that his decision to park here was so wise.

He turned to look at his companions, his eyes revealing a certainty: "Once we take away all the oil here, it will be enough for us to use for a long time."

When everyone heard this, their faces lit up with joy, and they immediately started to collect the oil with great enthusiasm.

The refueling gun was operated skillfully in their hands, and the oil continued to flow into the storage container, making a "gurgling" sound, as if it were a melody full of hope.

Just when everything was about to be loaded, the roar of vehicles coming from far away broke the peace.

"Brother, brother, someone is coming!" Zhang Yang's nerves tensed up instantly, shouting loudly, and he entered a state of high alert.