After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

“Hah!!”

The sun was at its highest point in the sky. Qin He stood up from the dirt in a daze. He sneezed violently, sniffed the smell on his body, and almost vomited.

The smell is like the stench of rotting zombies combined with the stench of dead fish, and then sprinkled with a handful of medicated oil, which is very pungent.

Qin He had been through many times of having his bones and marrow cleansed, but he had never felt as disgusted as he did now.

Some of the things that are excreted are not found in the human species at all.

Qin He even found a kind of yellow-white insect corpse inside, as thin as a needle tip, densely packed in the dirt, like some kind of poisonous insect or corpse worm.

The fact is just as guessed, the body itself has been infected, and it has been infected by many sources of pollution, otherwise it would not have fallen so badly.

After looking at the mess and filth on the ground, Qin He collected some samples, doused the house with flammable materials, and set it on fire.

The raging flames destroyed all traces.

After doing all this, Qin He went straight to the bathhouse, washed off the dirt on his body, and then rented a new detached house.

The cost was two hundred spirit stones for rebuilding the house, which hurt Qin He a lot.

After all, I rented a bathhouse and changed the water in five pools for only four spirit stones.

After washing himself and changing into clean clothes, Qin He immediately felt refreshed, and the feeling of fullness of strength returned again. His energy, vision, reaction, physical defense, etc. had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Holding the Sibu Xiang in my hand, it felt a little light.

This made Qin He's previous depression disappear. He had to insist on burning the corpses. The more he burned, the more he would get, so that he would have a hope of escaping.

By the time we finished our work, night had already fallen impatiently.

The time is no later than the afternoon.

There are twelve hours in a day, and only three hours are left during the day.

The remaining nine hours are all long nights, and will continue until the polar night arrives.

There were very few pedestrians on the road and they were all walking in a hurry.

The biting north wind grew even colder. As soon as Qin He came out of the bathhouse, he could feel the hairs on his face frozen stiff, accompanied by a slight "hissing" sound.

Qin He gathered his clothes, went to the grocery store to buy two more pieces of clothing, and then went to the crematorium.

As a result, Qin He was shocked as soon as he entered the door.

The yard was full of corpses. The trucks transporting the corpses took up half of the yard, while the coal carts, kerosene barrels, and firewood carts took up the other half. It was a mess.

Xie Dading and several crematorium workers were busy. Many of them were unfamiliar faces, probably new recruits.

Seeing Qin He, Xie Dading quickly waved, "Stop staring and come help! It's a big job! Tonight, five bodies per person, we have to burn them all."

"Five objects?"

Qin He's eyes lit up. He had just said he would burn more corpses, and now he had added another big thing. He came just in time.

"Where have you been? We sent people to look for you, but the house was burned down and they thought you were dead."

Xie Dading complained, then pointed to the cart in front and said, "These five bodies are yours. There's plenty of coal and kerosene. Move them yourself. Once you're done, start work early. You'll have to stay up all night again today."

"okay."

Qin He nodded in response, without explaining why he burned the house, because there was no need.

Afterwards, Qin He briefly checked the bodies and found that they were all headless, and some were even wearing prison uniforms.

"They are all executed corpses. What's going on?" Qin He asked curiously. The corpses were obviously prisoners in the prison. These five were, and the others seemed to be as well.

This type of corpse is an important source of corpses for the crematorium, but so many at one time is somewhat unusual.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Burn all the bodies before dawn tomorrow. This is a death order." Xie Dading waved his hands impatiently, and then directed the two new crematorium workers to move the supplies into his crematorium.

Qin He shook his head and began to move the bodies. When he reached the end where he was transporting coal, Gu Fei, who was also a temporary worker, also pulled a small cart over to shovel coal. He greeted Qin He when he saw him.

This person is the "old man" of the crematorium. He is weak and only at the Wheel of Sea Realm. He was lucky enough to survive the last corpse transformation and actually chose to work in the crematorium.

Qin He was not familiar with him, they had only spoken a few words to each other, and he only knew his name when Xie Dading called out to him when he was distributing spirit stones.

Qin He glanced back at Xie Dading's crematorium and saw that the door was already closed. He asked him, "What's going on? Why such a big fuss?"

Gu Fei looked around cautiously and whispered, "You may not know yet, but at noon today, the City Patrol executed all the prisoners in the prison. They are all here."

"Here are all these heads rolling around, why?"

“I heard that the Divine Envoy will be visiting the Sin City in the next few days, so the City Patrol is cleaning it up in advance. In the prison, there are always some things that are hard to explain, so just in case, we can only…” After he finished speaking, Gu Fei made a “behead” gesture.

Qin He twitched the corner of his mouth, "What a piece of shit."