Chapter 159 The Weak Adapt to the Environment, the Strong Change the Environment

【Changing...】

[The mutation was successful, and the Black Panther transformed into the Holy Light Thunder Leopard. 】

The next moment, a piece of crystal light enveloped Xiao Hei's body.

It lasted for three seconds before the crystal light dissipated.

What appeared in front of him was a two-meter-long black leopard.

Its fur shone with jet-black light, and the patterns on it were like lightning, making people shudder.

Its eyes are a deep blue, as if they can penetrate everything.

Its body lines are graceful and smooth, its muscles are strong and powerful, and its sharp claws exude cold light and seem to be able to tear apart everything.

Behind it is a half-meter-long tail with fluffy and soft feathers that swing back and forth as it moves, like a smart whip.

"Xiao Hei, how do you feel?"

Chu Feng looked at Xiao Hei intently.

"Master, I feel like I have mutated. My whole body is filled with endless power. I am several times more powerful than before."

Xiao Hei looked particularly excited.

"Can you speak human words now?"

Chu Feng's eyes lit up, "Xiao Hei, what talent have you awakened?"

Whether it is a professional or a spiritual pet, combat effectiveness is mainly reflected in talent.

"There are two talents in total, a keen sense of smell and a sense of lightning."

Xiao Hei said quickly.

Chu Feng's expression changed.

Zhang Qian also has the talent of lightning induction. With this talent, she can communicate with the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, and then release thunder and lightning spells.

Doesn't this mean that Xiao Hei is also a lightning mage?

Moreover, its physical fitness is so strong that its combat power is definitely superior to Zhang Qian's.

It can be called the last melee lightning mage.

If I were to face an enemy in the future, and I rushed forward, and a thunder spell hit my face, who could resist?

"Awesome!"

Chu Feng sighed deeply, and then asked: "What is the use of a sensitive sense of smell?"

Xiao Hei explained: "Lock the target and smell the opponent's breath. Even if the opponent escapes thousands of miles away, there is nothing to hide."

"This talent is good!"

Chu Feng muttered, and his mind couldn't help but turn.

The snow beast that summoned the little snowman yesterday must be killed, otherwise it will threaten the safety of the sanctuary.

It's just that this guy is good at using the surrounding environment to hide himself, and he also has anti-detection capabilities. Even smart tanks can't find traces of him, which means he has never been able to find a way to deal with him.

If Xiao Hei smells its scent, it will be the death of the snow beast.

"You'd better not mess with me again!"

Chu Feng smiled coldly and immediately faced Xiao Hei, "Xiao Hei, you have the talent of sensing lightning. What kind of lightning spell can you cast?"

"Thunderstorm and Thunder Escape."

Xiao Hei said truthfully: "Thunderstorm is an offensive spell, which contains powerful thunder and lightning explosion power. Thunder Escape is a spell that increases speed, and is somewhat similar to teleportation. However, I am only at level 7 now, and I can teleport up to a hundred meters at a time. "

"Amazing!"

Chu Feng clicked his tongue.

With Thunder Dungeon and Thunderstorm, few people at the same level can be Xiao Hei's opponent.

With this general, the overall strength of the shelter has risen to another level.

...

Time flies and it’s noon.

Everyone gathered at the dining hall table and ate steaming dumplings.

Perhaps it had been a long time since I had eaten dumplings, and the dumpling fillings made by Yang Qi tasted very good, and everyone was full of praise for them.

The Bull Demon even took the basin and pulled it straight into his mouth, making his mouth full of oil.

"Can you please pay attention to your image?"

Song Chenggang couldn't stand it.

Niu Mo said vaguely: "What kind of image do you want to eat? As long as you can eat enough, why do you care so much? I am the same on the outside and the inside is the same, unlike some people who like to be pretentious."

Song Chenggang was also speechless, "I'll hold you to death!"

"My pleasure."

The Bull Demon hummed.

Song Chenggang gritted his teeth and also filled a pot of dumplings.

Niu Mo was anxious, "With your small body, how can you eat so much?"

Song Chenggang raised his eyebrows, "I'm willing, I just want to push myself to death."

Bull Demon: "..."

After eating and drinking, everyone dispersed.

Chu Feng climbed the city wall alone.

In the afternoon, the hurricane became more violent and the sky became gloomier.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a huge black hand enveloped the entire world.

The cold wind was raging, making bursts of shrill whistling sounds, like countless wronged souls wailing.

The snowflakes were swept up by the hurricane, forming huge snowballs, rolling in the air, colliding with each other, and making a dull sound.

The trees on the wasteland were uprooted by the hurricane and fell helplessly to the ground. Their branches were broken, and the leaves were blown away without a trace, leaving only bare trunks, as if surrendering to the strong wind.

Ice and rocks were also picked up by the hurricane and flew in the air, forming a rainstorm of boulders and ice. They collide with each other and make a piercing sound, which is frightening.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

In such a harsh environment, it is really difficult to survive.

I don’t know how other farmers in the no-man’s land of Chifeng Wasteland are doing?

Can you make it to the end?

Chu Feng sighed softly, and when he was about to return, the mechanical warrior suddenly reminded him, "Master, there's something going on. A foreigner has appeared three hundred meters ahead."

Chu Feng quickly turned his head and swept away.

In the vast snowfield, amidst the wind and snow, a figure is looming.

Because he was too far away, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

But Chu Feng noticed that the other person seemed to be riding a huge white wolf.

Who was the other person?

He dared to go out in the weather of minus 50 degrees. Aren't you afraid of freezing to death?

As the wind and snow became more and more, the other person's figure gradually disappeared.

I don't know if he left or was buried by the snow.

Chu Feng didn't care much, retracted his gaze, and walked down the city wall.

The shelter is now strong and powerful. If the other party really has ill intentions, only death will be waiting for him.

Returning to the fortress, Chu Feng lay on the recliner and clicked on the farmer group.

At this time, the group was silent, and no one was talking.

Chu Feng glanced at the number of group members and saw that it clearly showed 8 people.

Clicking on the list of group members, in addition to him, Zhang Rouruo, Li Jianqiang and Pan Ruoyun, there were Zhou Tao, Zhang San, Li Si and Wang Wu left.

In just one month, only 8 of the 500 farmers survived, which was cruel.

But there was no way around it.

Because this world is under the control of Heaven.

Heaven plays the game of survival of the fittest.

The weak adapt to the environment, and the strong change the environment.

As a farmer, he is naturally classified as a weak person.

Those who can adapt have a chance to survive.

Those who cannot adapt can only be ruthlessly eliminated.

"I hope you can all survive."

Chu Feng sighed, closed the farmer chat group, and began to rest.