Chapter 108 Jingyuan and Giant Bull

The bicycle was parked beside the farmland, which is nearby.

Jingyuan had passed this road many times in his agricultural three-wheeler, and he was very impressed by the telegraph pole standing on the edge of the farmland.

It took almost half an hour to ride here. The wind and snow were stronger than before, and they were blowing like ghosts and wolves howling.

The surroundings were pitch dark. He opened his satchel and took out a small flashlight. A cone-shaped beam of light shone out, and he could see the tips of the weeds buried in the snow in the field.

He was in good condition, it had only been half an hour, and the hot water bottle tied to his body had not cooled down yet.

Elite monster.

He took off the rifle from his back and walked slowly to the farmhouse on the cattle farm, thinking about what kind of mutant it would be.

Will it be a humanoid monster, or a cow.

His rain boots sank into the snow, and he suddenly realized that he had stepped on something hard and sharp. He stopped, took out the folding shovel from his bag, and dug up the snow.

It was an ox horn and broken ox bones. The horn was broken and the ox bone was broken into slag. No intact one could be found.

The further he walked, the more bone fragments he stepped on. It was like a mass grave. There were not only cow bones, but also human bones, but he didn't even see a complete human skull.

A row of missing teeth was dug out of the snowdrift.

Along the way, Jingyuan didn't find even a single zombie. The thing seemed to have eaten everything it could eat, leaving only the bones.

There were signs of collisions everywhere. He saw smashed walls and broken telephone poles. The guy seemed to be very big and very powerful.

Jingyuan stopped at the first farmland in front of the farmhouse. So far, he has not sensed any movement. It may be because the low temperature made the guy enter a dormant state. This is an excellent opportunity.

You know, the mutants will actively attack him and are not as friendly as the zombies that can be seen everywhere.

If that guy goes into hibernation, he can get the upper hand.

Now, after obtaining [Bacteria Control], he probably understands why the mutants actively attack him. It is based on the "devour" and "gathering" instincts of the bacteria.

There are more bacteria in mutants than ordinary zombies, so they will actively attack other zombies and mutants, such as the goldfish monster at the Xiuhu Avenue gas station. It will suck the brains of zombies because that is where the number of bacteria in the zombies is.

The most places.

For ordinary zombies, the amount of mold in their bodies is not enough to form a "colony", so they cannot be instructed to attack their own kind, and they only retain their desire for flesh and blood.

According to this extrapolation, the more powerful the mutants, the greater the number of bacterial flora in their bodies, because they have devoured more of the same kind and constantly accumulated bacterial flora in their bodies.

If he kills powerful mutants, he should also be able to devour the bacteria in their bodies and use them for his own use.

Jingyuan took off his gloves, put his palms on the ground, and crawled on the ground.

He felt the sounds around him, listened to the vibrations of the earth, and carefully discerned what was strange about it.

He is very patient. He does not regard himself as a warrior, but as a hunter. What the hunter has to do is to hide himself and then kill him with one blow.

However, no movement was found, and all that was heard was dead silence.

He has arrived at his destination. So far, he has not made any mistakes in getting information from the map. Even when he was in the south of the city, he could get information about emergencies in the north of the city. He has a high degree of trust in the map. At the same time,

He was confident enough in his own perception that when he was fully focused and lying on the ground, he could even hear subtle sounds several kilometers away.

In this case, there is only one possibility, that guy has entered hibernation.

It went dormant at low temperatures, which inhibited its activity. Now it seems to be dead, sleeping somewhere in the farmhouse.

Given the perfect opportunity, Jingyuan held his breath and walked quietly into the dark farmhouse without making any sound.

He stepped over the broken bricks and collapsed walls and looked up. It was a tall and spacious farmhouse. There were feed troughs, pitchforks, hoes and other agricultural tools in the yard, lying in the shelter of the shed.

There was a huge hole in the wall of the farmhouse, as if it had been hit by a truck.

The mutants seem to have territorial awareness and will not run around, but will move within a planned area. They usually find a fixed residence for themselves. This hole is most likely left by that guy.

The "door".

Jingyuan tightened his grip on the rifle and walked into the "door".

He suddenly froze and couldn't help but take a step back.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze could penetrate directly to the beams of the farmhouse, and the huge thing was right in front of him.

There was an illusion of standing in a low-lying place and looking up at the mountains. The world was empty and empty, leaving only him and the giant thing buried in the snow staring at each other.

There was a huge black cow sealed in the snowdrift. Its limbs were bent, and it was kneeling in the snowdrift. Its two horns were ferocious, and the flashlight's light reflected a cold light on it.

Its hair is short and spiky, its horns are covered with a thick layer of ice, and its hair is also covered with a layer of snow. It seems to have been hibernating here for a long time, as if it is dead.

But Jingyuan knew that it was not dead yet. If it had died, it would never have left such a complete, undecomposed corpse. It would have turned into a skeleton long ago.

Even if Jingyuan stood in front of it and shined a flashlight on it, it did not wake up. It was sleeping very deeply and dead, and the low temperature suppressed its activity.

Even if it was kneeling, it was more than three meters tall. The muscles all over its body were swollen, as if it was about to explode. Jingyuan stood in front of the door and looked up for dozens of seconds before stepping into the farmhouse again.

The flashlight shines on the farmhouse. This is where the cattle are kept in the cattle farm. There are many fences in a single square grid, as well as feed troughs and places where grass is piled. The grass has signs of being arched, and the entire wall has been arched through.

It seems that it not only eats meat, but also eats grass and sleeps here. This pit probably belonged to it when it was used to raise cattle.

However, it was so big that the pit could no longer accommodate it. It occupied six pits vertically and horizontally, and all the pits were ground flat by its burly body.

Jingyuan pulled the spring of the rifle, raised the barrel, and aimed it at its head.

The pad of his finger was pressed against the trigger, but he still didn't pull it off.

He had a hunch that a rifle bullet would not be able to penetrate its skull. This guy was too big and terrifying, comparable to an elephant.

No, you can't stand so far away and shoot.

He plucked up the courage and approached the sleeping giant. Even though it was asleep, it still gave Jingyuan a strong sense of oppression.

He took a deep breath and pressed the barrel of the gun against the giant bull's closed eyes.

He held the gun with one hand and stretched out his left hand at the same time. The black bacteria condensed on his fingertips and became plastic, turning into a rotating drill.

The giant bull's eyes were covered with a layer of ice. He counted silently in his mind, three, two, one. When he counted to one, he forcefully inserted his left hand into its eye socket.

The drill bit penetrated the layer of ice, smashing its eyeballs, and rotten black mixed with white liquid flowed out. At this moment, he inserted the barrel of the gun into the giant bull's eye socket and pulled the trigger hard!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He pushed his body forward hard and inserted the barrel of the gun deeper. A dull gunshot sounded like the sound of a war drum.

The snow on the giant bull's body trembled, and it started to move. Jingyuan gasped for air, and his hands trembled. The ice on its body cracked, and it shook its head violently, throwing Jingyuan out with the barrel of the gun.

It stood up staggeringly, black blood flowing from its eyeballs. It let out a deafening roar and rushed towards Jingyuan, as if it was unstoppable.

Jingyuan jumped up with all his strength, but was unable to dodge the blow. The horns of the giant bull pierced his abdomen and led him to crash against the wall.

An ordinary person might have lost his fighting power, but Jingyuan couldn't feel any pain. He held the horns and pulled his body forward, and the blood seeped into the horns.

The giant bull seemed to realize what he was going to do, stopped its collision, and began to shake its head wildly.

But it was too late, the muzzle of the rifle had already reached its other eye.

The colony-shaping drill was drilled into its left eye, and the barrel was inserted into the eyeball.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just like Jingyuan's crazy roar, the bullet penetrated the other half of the giant bull's brain.

There was a loud bang, and it fell sideways, lifeless.

Jingyuan looked at his bloody belly, dropped his rifle, and pulled his body out of the horns bit by bit.

The moment he finally escaped, a huge amount of blood spurted out from the wound. He stuffed the broken, black intestine that had fallen out back into the wound. The bacterial colonies gathered in the wound, stopped the bleeding, and filled the gap.

This battle is his victory.
Chapter completed!