Zuo Feng's heart stirred, and he nodded thoughtfully, a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "Xiao Mi Tao, if we feed Kong Ling more loss crystals, will she evolve faster?"
Xiao Mi Tao shook her head slightly:
"Feng Ge, it's not as simple as you think. loss crystals are probably similar to the energy core of a zombie. Do you see the gray patterns on the surface of the loss crystal?
The loss crystals of ordinary Gray-skinned Zombies have no patterns. Gray-skinned Zombies with one horizontal bar have one circle of patterns on their loss crystals, and Gray-skinned Zombies with two horizontal bars have two circles of patterns on their loss crystals.
I call loss crystals with one circle of patterns One-Pattern loss crystals, and those with two circles Two-Pattern loss crystals."
Xiao Mi Tao pointed to the One-Pattern loss crystal in Zuo Feng's hand and continued:
"Kong Ling is quite picky. She won't eat loss crystals without patterns; she only eats One-Pattern loss crystals at the very least. This should be related to the energy contained within; the more patterns, the stronger the energy.
The diamond-shaped light spot on her brow appeared only after she ate a Two-Pattern loss crystal.
Moreover, it's somewhat similar to humans digesting food. Kong Ling needs time to digest the energy from loss crystals, so feeding her a large amount in a short period might be counterproductive, leading to an energy overload."
Zuo Feng couldn't help but think of the two-bar zombies he had killed in the archery range earlier. If only he had known, he would have brought back the hearts of those three zombies. Three Two-Pattern loss crystals, what a waste!
It was pointless to go back for them now; they were probably already devoured by other zombies.
Zuo Feng sighed, secretly deciding: next time he encountered high-level zombies, he must prioritize taking their hearts. He turned to Xiao Mi Tao and said:
"Then from now on, for any zombies we kill with one horizontal bar or more, collect their loss crystals. Xiao Mi Tao, you'll be responsible for feeding Kong Ling and observing her evolution, recording her changes after each feeding. This way, we can better grasp the rhythm of her evolution."
Xiao Mi Tao used to be a research observer at the experimental base, so this task was most suitable for her.
The Two-Pattern loss crystal that Kong Ling was fed earlier was the heart of the zombie that Xiao Mi Tao had observed upstairs, whose speed rivaled a human sprinter.
That zombie was among those brought by You Huanghe, and its heart was extracted after Kong Ling killed it.
Qian Xun, listening to their conversation, was stunned. Zuo Feng had just finished introducing Kong Ling's strength to her, and it was already terrifying enough. She could still evolve further? What hope was there for anyone else to live!
Next was the distribution and training of weapons. There were plenty of bows and arrows. These delicate beauties, except for Da Mi Tao, were each equipped with a compound bow and 24 arrows. Qian Xun generously contributed all the equipment from the SWAT vehicle:
2 Type 88 sniper rifles, 55 sniper rifle rounds;
10 Type 95 assault rifles; 2000 assault rifle rounds;
10 Type 92 pistols, 1000 pistol rounds;
10 bulletproof vests, 10 police walkie-talkies, 10 multi-functional tactical knives, as well as tactical belts, plastic shields, and other supplies.
The weapons obtained were naturally to be armed. The Yinghuo Team, not counting the young mother's daughter Tongtong, consisted of eight people. Including Zuo Feng, each person was equipped with a Type 92 pistol, 60 rounds of ammunition;
One Type 95 assault rifle, 150 rounds of ammunition; one walkie-talkie; a multi-functional tactical knife;
Bulletproof vests were not distributed; it was too hot to wear them.
The remaining weapons and supplies were given to Da Mi Tao to be stored in the kongling crystal. Da Mi Tao managed the Yinghuo Team's weapon distribution. As for the young mother's pistol, Zuo Feng classified it as a relic and gave it to the young mother to keep, with the ammunition being handed over for unified distribution.
After distributing the weapons, the women joyfully embraced their assigned weapons, unable to put them down.
In this apocalypse, weapons were the capital for survival! However, the matter was not yet over; the women holding weapons began clamoring for clothes and shoes.
Zuo Feng couldn't help but awkwardly rub his nose. He had indeed overlooked this point. Da Mi Tao was fine; most of her clothes were tight-fitting sportswear, so she wasn't short on clothes.
Xiao Mi Tao and Da Mi Tao had similar figures, so Xiao Mi Tao could wear Da Mi Tao's clothes;
Xiao She Jing, apart from her SWAT uniform, only had the clothes she was wearing, which were already a bit stale;
The young mother was wearing her own clothes, but they were all casual home wear, not suitable for combat;
Da Bai Tu, Wu Yanyan, and Li Jiajia were the worst off; they didn't even have underwear;
Wu Yanyan and Li Jiajia were wearing the pajamas of the young mother and Da Mi Tao. Poor Da Bai Tu was wearing Zuo Feng's large shorts and shirt.
With this attire, to fight? Don't be ridiculous. Going to kill zombies in pajamas? And Zuo Feng had no doubt that if Da Bai Tu exerted even a little force, the buttons on the shirt she was wearing would surely pop off.
Shoes were even more out of the question because they didn't fit.
Da Bai Tu was wearing Da Mi Tao's slippers, Li Jiajia was wearing the young mother's slippers, and Wu Yanyan was the worst off, wearing Zuo Feng's flip-flops. Zuo Feng's flip-flops were too big for Wu Yanyan, so she walked with small, shuffling steps.
And Kong Ling also needed a change of clothes. Kong Ling was fine; her feet never touched the ground, so wearing shoes or not was irrelevant, but her clothes were also Zuo Feng's large shorts and shirt.
After some discussion, after lunch, Zuo Feng and Da Mi Tao went out to get clothes and shoes.
As for why it was Da Mi Tao and not Xiao She Jing? Who told Da Mi Tao to have the kongling crystal!
Moreover, Xiao She Jing was proficient in both archery and firearms, so it was most suitable for her to stay and train the several Zhan Wu Zha.
Firearms training primarily involved teaching usage methods and posture; actual shooting was not possible. If a gunshot rang out and attracted a Black Fire Mutant, this group of Ying Ying Yan Yan would be in trouble. Compound bow training would involve target practice, set on the rooftop.
After lunch, Zuo Feng and Da Mi Tao left again. Zuo Feng rode Da Mi Tao's beloved small motorcycle, with Da Mi Tao clinging to his back. Their destination this trip was XX Square, to collect women's clothing and shoes.
"Da Mi Tao, what do you think this world will become like in the future?"
Da Mi Tao had been too quiet along the way, so Zuo Feng decided to find a topic to break the silence. Otherwise, it was too awkward. His own Da Bai Tu was much better, chattering away without stopping.
"I don't know."
Da Mi Tao's concise and cool answer made black lines appear on Zuo Feng's forehead. Couldn't this Da Mi Tao tell he was trying to make conversation?
Well, then—your answer ends my topic! He angrily twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle sped along the messy road.
The motorcycle sped along the messy road, the wind lifting Da Mi Tao's long hair like a fluttering flag.
If this scene were viewed from the side, with the man driving the motorcycle, the girl clinging to his back, her arms wrapped around his waist, her pretty face gently resting against his back, her soft hair flying in the wind, and a faint smile gracing her lips, then adorned with streaks of sunset in the background and a setting sun as a backdrop, it would be a romantic and beautiful painting.
Of course, the premise was not to draw the man's dark face.
Zuo Feng's face was indeed dark now. How good his Da Bai Tu was! They always had endless things to say and topics to discuss.
But Da Mi Tao... forget it. She was a complete conversation killer. The topic he had painstakingly come up with was ended in an instant! This Da Mi Tao must be doing it on purpose!
