"You're not from Baiyang Village, are you?"

The butcher stared menacingly at Bai Xizhu and her companion, a strange smile playing on his fleshy face.

Behind him, everyone was looking at Bai Xizhu and her companion with the same anticipation one would show food.

Whether young, old, or child, they all have the same face.

Before Bai Xizhu could speak, a young man behind the butcher spoke up.

"Definitely not, I've never even seen them! Butcher Wang, what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

A boy with green eyes looked at Bai Xizhu and the other person with an anxious expression.

It looks like it's about to rush over.

A clear liquid appeared to be dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he was smiling wickedly.

"Ha, we're not afraid of the people from Baiyang Village. Why should we be afraid of their bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people!"

"That's right, we've been putting on an act for so long, it's time to show them what our village is really made of!"

"That's right! Butcher Wang, there are many people in Baiyang Village, but they are mostly the old, weak, sick, and disabled. There are not many people with superpowers either. Let's wipe them out as soon as possible!"

The people of Yangliu Village were shouting loudly, seemingly discussing how to capture the lamb.

Their faces were slightly contorted with rage, as if they had lost their minds.

"Alright, let's stop talking now. If we get back today, we'll have a nice meal and then discuss our strategy!"

Butcher Wang waved his hand impatiently.

The person speaking behind him saw that Butcher Wang was getting impatient, so he quickly shut his mouth.

Butcher Wang also wanted to wipe out everyone in Baiyang Village, but the villagers were too united, and Village Chief Li was a first-level superhuman.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, the people of Yangliu Village never reveal their true nature to outsiders.

Bai Xizhu frowned and spoke with certainty.

Wang the butcher and the others have made it so obvious; if Bai Xizhu still can't understand, she's a fool.

"Hehe, so what?"

Butcher Wang gave a sinister smile, and looking at Bai Xizhu's fair skin, he couldn't help but swallow.

Is there a food shortage in the village?

Bai Xizhu found it somewhat unbelievable.

In the city, some people who have been trapped for weeks without food develop evil thoughts.

Just like Zhao Mier and that lewd man who were trapped in the supermarket back then.

However, the village would never be too short of food.

Many rural people store up a year's worth of wheat at home.

Even without food, the area around the village is full of land, and the fields are full of wheat that is almost ripe.

How could there be no food?

“We don’t need any.” Butcher Wang took out the cleaver hanging from his waist and said in a sinister tone, “The people of Baiyang Village are idiots, going to such lengths to fight off zombies and mutated animals! It’s actually very simple…”

At this point, Butcher Wang's smile became increasingly sinister and terrifying.

"As long as you eat enough of those mutated animals with black blood in their mouths, even zombies will stop chasing and biting you, and killing zombies will be effortless."

Butcher Wang became slightly smug as he said this.

He was a butcher who raised many pigs and didn't farm. When the apocalypse broke out, he was one of the first to run out of food.

Pigs need feed too, so he fed the zombies he had painstakingly killed to the pigs.

We can't let the pigs starve to death.

Unexpectedly, the pig did not die, but black blood kept flowing from its mouth.

Later, he ate pork with black blood in its mouth.

At first, he didn't notice anything different.

Later, he discovered that when those zombies with vacant stares saw him and another human at the same time, they always pounced on the other person.

To escape the zombies' bites, he became even more reckless in eating the mutated animals carrying the virus.

Later, the villagers discovered that Butcher Wang seemed to have special abilities, as the zombies rarely bit him.

So everyone started asking him how to avoid being bitten by zombies.

After that, some people in the village started feeding their pets the rotting flesh of zombies and then eating them.

The virus gradually invaded the bodies of the villagers of Yangliu Village, and the bloodthirsty and violent nature of the zombies seemed to have been transferred to them without any deviation.

They began to eat the raw flesh of mutated animals and drink their raw blood.

Still not enough.

Some heavy addicts even boiled and ate the rotting flesh of zombies.

They retain human memories and are not high-level zombies; they are simply addicted to devouring fresh flesh and blood.

Because Baiyang Village is united and has a relatively large number of people with superpowers, they have never revealed the current situation of the villagers to the outside world.

They were secretly plotting to one day attack Baiyang Village.

Looking at the self-righteous Butcher Wang in front of her, Bai Xizhu felt sorry for the people in this village.

"The reason why the zombies are becoming increasingly insensitive to you and are not biting you is because you are about to become like them, and they are treating you as one of their own!" Bai Xizhu said, emphasizing each word.

Only zombies possess a bloodthirsty nature.

These people consumed large quantities of mutated animals carrying the virus, became addicted, and the virus accumulated more and more in their bodies.

If the virus in the body is not fatal and reaches a balance, people who eat mutated animals carrying the virus may only become addicted and will not turn into bloodthirsty monsters.

At most, he might become a little manic.

However, if they eat too much and cannot control themselves, and cannot give up the meat of those mutated animals carrying viruses, they will start to crave blood.

If one continues to wallow in depravity, one day one will lose one's mind and become a walking corpse.

Bai Xizhu's words clearly reached everyone's ears.

But they still looked indifferent, their bright green eyes fixed on Bai Xizhu.

Their bloodthirsty nature could no longer be suppressed; devouring flesh and blood was more important to them than anything else.

"Stop talking, I can't hold it in any longer, I'm hungry!"

A seven or eight-year-old child scratched his head vigorously, holding a kitchen knife, and slashed at Bai Xizhu.

He was too young, and his family fed him so much infected zombie animal meat. He had too little self-control and didn't hesitate at all, just went along with everyone else.

Bai Xizhu looked at the child with a ferocious expression, her eyes dimming slightly.

The entire village has fallen.

They wanted to live, that's true, they just chose the wrong way.

This was the first time she had ever seen an entire village eat mutated animals infected with a virus.

In an ordinary village, the number of survivors far exceeded one hundred.

But there were only a few dozen survivors in front of them.

Judging from their green eyes, people who don't eat infected or mutated animals, and who aren't addicted, would probably have been their meals long ago.