C5 Hunting 2

White and Morgan ran across the wasteland. The old and the young were very fast! The grass whizzed behind them.

On the way, not only did they meet the living dead but they also met mutated rats the size of hunting dogs.

The "living dead" were the zombies that had lost their minds but still had lives. After they were infected by the virus, they all became walking corpses. Before the great purge, they existed in large numbers and eroded cities one after another. The army used nuclear weapons for them and left behind a large amount of nuclear radiation. Thus, the world became like this.

It was the same principle as a soldier whose legs had been blown off. Although it was painful, he could still survive.

The zombies now were few and far between. They had lost their ability to fight and were no longer a threat to human beings.

They were wandering around aimlessly in groups of three or four. The meat of the living dead carried a strong fishy smell. Even magical beasts didn't want to eat their meat.

White would not easily provoke them. Although the fighting strength of the living dead was very low, if they accidentally injured them, they would be infected with the virus. They would become like the living dead and wander around the wasteland.

The living dead were easy to deal with, but those mutated rats the size of hounds, they were very difficult to deal with. They were extremely fast, and when they ran, they didn't have time to aim at all. White did not plan to use the shotgun, because the bullets in the shotgun were very precious. He did not want to waste them so easily!

Old White suddenly saw a terrifying black mutated rat running towards him. Its huge body made rustling sounds as it brushed against the grass. Its two red eyes seemed to be filled with blood. A rat's tail was two meters long. Its figure arrived in the blink of an eye and it was very fast.

The giant rat suddenly jumped up when it was three meters away from White. It opened its mouth wide and screamed, wanting to pounce on the strong White and use its sharp teeth to bite open White's throat.

Morgan had never seen such a terrifying creature before, let alone such a cruel scene. For a moment, his hand that was holding the dagger even trembled a little.

White's eyes were focused and his mind was highly focused. When he saw the mutated rat pouncing in front of him, White grabbed the rat's neck with his left hand and stabbed the dagger in his right hand fiercely into the mutated rat's heart. Following that, White flung his left hand and threw the mutated rat far away.

He did not want to be injured by this rat, so he was careful to kill it in one strike! However, this was also his strength as an evolver with super power.

The rat squeaked on the muddy ground and continuously twisted its body. It was obvious that its life force was slowly decreasing.

Morgan asked behind White in shock, "What was that just now? How could there be such a big mouse?" Morgan even felt his body subconsciously trembling, and his tone changed when he spoke.

"Hehe, these are just child's play, you haven't seen the truly terrifying mutated demonic beasts. When you meet them later, don't be scared to the point of wetting your pants, hahaha!" White had already gotten used to hunting these huge rats!

"Hmph, I'm not going to be scared to the point of peeing in my pants!"

"Haha, you must be afraid?"

Morgan could not help but nod his head: "How did this rat become so big?"

"When the radiation pollution and the great purge was underway, the army used nuclear weapons. Although most of the zombies were cleaned up, the problem left behind by the nuclear radiation is even more serious than the problem left behind by the zombies!" After saying that, Old White frowned.

"Radiation pollution, does the army not care anymore?"

"The country has already disintegrated. There are still people who want to take responsibility!"

"Then wouldn't these demonic beasts be too dangerous?"

Old White looked at Morgan and his expression suddenly turned cold. "Brat, remember this. In this world, people are actually more dangerous than demonic beasts!" After saying that, White started running again.

As White ran, he paid attention to the surroundings. He was ready to stab the other mutated rat to death at any time.

After the two of them left, a rabbit with fangs crawled out of a hole at the side. It was half a meter long, and its entire body was covered in damaged fur. It was bald, piece by piece, and its blood-red eyes were filled with a ruthless aura. The two of them rushed to the mutated rat's side and bit its hind leg with a bite. Then, they tore off a piece of flesh that was covered in blood and held it in front of their mouths with their sharp claws, chewing it strangely.

While the rabbit was eating the rat, there was another rustling sound on the wasteland. Then, three or four ferocious rabbits appeared and surrounded the rat, starting to bite and devour it crazily.

In an instant, the rat was eaten by the rabbits until only a pile of bones was left.

White and Morgan ran for two hours and finally ran out of the wasteland. In front of them appeared a forest. It was late autumn and the leaves had fallen.

White stopped in front of the first big tree in the forest. He took out a water bottle and drank a large mouthful of water. Then, he handed the water bottle to Morgan.

Morgan held the big water bottle and drank a large mouthful of water.

Seeing Morgan drinking water like this, Old White said, "Drink slowly, save some water. Our hunt today has just begun! " After White finished speaking, he looked at the blood red sun that had just risen. The sky was clear after the rain. It was very sunny. White looked at the sun and his mood became good because the sunlight was very beneficial to his hunt.

At this moment, White needed to rest for a while. He had to wait for the sun to rise a little higher before he planned to enter this forest.

Because in the forest that had no leaves in front of them, there were even more ferocious mutated demonic beasts hidden. They could be killed by those huge carnivores at any time.

After Morgan heard White's words, he stopped drinking water and covered the kettle with the lid before returning it to White. There was a faint smile on his handsome face. "Uncle, are we going to look for prey in this forest next?"

White gasped for breath: "Yes, the prey we can eat now, except for those deer that run extremely fast and have an innate instinct for escape, are those fierce carnivores that can fight against mutated demonic beasts, such as tigers, bears, and leopards. If we are lucky enough to find a black bear, then we are rich today! Even if we can't find a black bear, it would be good if we can meet a wild deer!"

"Black bear?" Morgan couldn't help but think of the huge monster that stood up like a wall. Then, the corner of Morgan's mouth curled up into a smile: "Uncle, let me go find the black bear! You can rest here for a while!"

"No, wait for a while longer. When the sun completely rises, we will enter the forest!"

Morgan said: "Uncle, don't worry. I naturally have my own way!" After saying that, Morgan walked in front of the big tree, gritted his teeth with his dagger, and nimbly climbed onto the big tree. Then, he jumped up and down on the branch and rushed into the depths of the forest.

White shook his head in surprise when he saw that Morgan actually had such skill. Although he had seen Morgan instantly climb up to the second floor yesterday, he didn't dare to run on the branch like Morgan!

However, he was very worried about Morgan's safety, so he took off the thick hunting rifle from his back and loaded it with bullets before chasing after Morgan.

After the sun rose, there were a lot fewer demonic beasts in the forest. These beasts that had been contaminated by radiation all had a common weakness, which was that they were afraid of the sunlight. Although the sunlight could not kill them, the sunlight would make their vision worse, so they rarely came out during the day. On the contrary, in a dark night where one couldn't see their own fingers in front of them, the vision of the magical beasts would become better.

Half an hour later, Morgan stopped on the branch of a big tree and shouted to White, "Uncle, be careful! There is a leopard in front!"

White couldn't help but lean back against the big tree and raise his hunting rifle to aim in the direction that Morgan pointed. With the intuition of a hunter, White could also feel that there was prey quickly approaching.

When a strong stag jumped out from behind a big tree, White was suddenly stunned. Because Morgan was talking about a leopard. A stag suddenly jumped out, which surprised White. When White aimed at the fast-moving stag again, a golden leopard covered in stripes jumped out from behind the big tree.

White subconsciously aimed the gun at the leopard. The stag jumped over Old White.

"Boom!" A loud gunshot rang out. The huge bullet went straight into the head of the leopard that was jumping in the air. A red blood mist splashed out from the back of the leopard's head.

The blood was red, which also meant that the leopard was not contaminated. It was a edible creature.

White saw the leopard that he had killed fall to the ground with a bang. He couldn't help but shout excitedly, "Hey, throat?" Then, he laughed out loud. Old White was very happy. His luck today was really too good. He had actually obtained such a good harvest not long after entering the forest. An adult leopard was enough to exchange him for a week's worth of food and a bottle of high-quality whisky.

Just as he turned his head to praise Morgan, he suddenly discovered that Morgan was no longer on the tree branch.