Extra! Extra! No casualties in plane crash, it was a Divine Dragon passing by!
Shocking! A certain young master cultivating flowers and plants actually raised a true dragon!
Great news!...
"Infection? Superhumans can be infected? Are you kidding me?" Ye Tan laughed angrily. "Couldn't you at least come up with a better excuse? What does Hilla mean by this?"
“The infected person will show signs of infection within half a month at the latest, but we’ve been back for a month, and Po is still the same as before. I haven’t seen him suddenly drooling or his eyes light up at the sight of people. He’s infected? You might as well say I’m infected!” Yu Duguang slammed his hand on the coffee table, the hard surface of the tempered glass making him immediately grimace as he withdrew his hand, still indignantly continuing, “What the hell are those guys up to?”
"The research team is being too presumptuous," Chen Yanye frowned slightly.
"Uncle Po is such a good man, how could he be kidnapped..." Qiqi was too young to understand what the adults were saying, but she understood that the handsome and silent uncle had been kidnapped by bad guys. She tugged at her brother's sleeve, pouted, and said, "Brother, will Uncle Po come back?"
Wang Yimo stroked his younger sister's soft hair and nodded gently: "Yes."
"Poor Po! He must be waiting for Lord Nigen to save him! Oh no, I can't even imagine what he'll go through!" Nigen said sadly in an aria, his snake head drooping as if in mourning.
"Shut up." Sanliang was already annoyed by the news, but its other head kept yelling. Sanliang's fangs suddenly popped out, and it opened its mouth menacingly: "Or I'll just eat those people..."
Milk Tea, perched on Long Xun's shoulder, was startled and quickly ran to the coffee table, frantically waving its little paws at Er Yuan San Liang, making squeaking noises that were unclear.
"Enough, you two, stop fooling around." Zhang Moyu's voice was so cold it was icy. A small ice blade condensed between her slender fingers, dancing nimbly between them.
Mu Chunfeng sighed softly, looked at Long Xun who was sitting silently on the sofa, and said gently, "Everyone should listen to what Brother Long has to say. Your arguing won't solve anything."
Everyone quieted down and looked at Long Xun. Yin Chen lightly jumped and perched on the sofa armrest like a big cat, hesitatingly saying, "Xun, do you want to... contact Sheila and ask what's going on?"
Long Xun had been watching his team members with a deep and calm gaze, letting them make a ruckus. Only after everyone quieted down did he slowly speak: "Po will be fine."
Upon hearing this, Camer immediately breathed a sigh of relief, straightening his slightly forward-leaning body and leaning back as he relaxed. He then wondered why he had been so tense, but this subtle feeling quickly passed.
No one paid attention to Cameron's movements; everyone was still waiting for Long Xun's next move.
"If Po really is a zombie, what will you do?" Long Xun asked.
"Po? How is that possible?" Ye Tan was the first to speak. As a reborn person who had also met Po, it took him a long time to get used to the fact that Po, who should have been powerless and hiding in the base under protection, had become a fierce expert who could kill high-level zombies. But whether in the previous life or now, Po was clearly a human.
Otherwise, he probably would have been in a lab long ago in his previous life. That apocalypse was far more inhumane and insane than the one we have now.
Camer's hand trembled slightly as he suddenly remembered the question that often echoed in his mind.
'Only you are human.'
Only this word is too subtle.
At that time, he was the only human in the team, which means that Po was not human either. So what was he?
Upon hearing about Long Xun's current predicament, a terrifying thought surfaced in my mind.
Po... that incredibly handsome man is a zombie.
What is a zombie that retains its own consciousness and can command other zombies? It's a zombie even more advanced than a high-level zombie, possessing intelligence comparable to humans…
The King of Zombies?
He actually became friends with a zombie king. They used to eat and live together, and now they live across the hall from each other all the time.
Camer felt he needed to go to the toilet, eat some hot shit, or do some math practice papers to calm down.
Damn! Who can calm down?!
Apart from the certain Ye Tan and the almost vomiting Ka Mo who had already guessed the truth, the others, although they did not take Long Xun's question seriously, also began to ponder its hidden meaning.
Although everyone else thought that Long Xun's dragon horns and tail, like Yu Duguang's and Xila's wings, were changes that occurred when a mutant-type ability user underwent mutation... after all, compared to other mutant-type ability users whose limbs turned into beast shapes or whose bodies became gigantic, Long Xun's dragon horns and tail were not too outrageous.
However, as members of the same team, they all knew that their captain, Long Xun, was not human.
If the soul is not human, then the problem becomes easier to understand.
If Po really isn't human, what would you do?
Actually, this should be the problem, right?
Yu Duguang felt he had grasped the truth, shrugged and laughed, "I don't care what Po is. We fight together, eat and sleep together, what difference does it make what it is? Po has blocked zombie claws for me so many times, how can being non-human erase that? I, Yu Duguang, may be a bit of a scoundrel, but I'm not so ungrateful."
"Whatever it is, I think everyone felt relaxed when doing missions with Po, right? He can control zombies, so they weren't enemies anymore... To be honest, I still feel a bit strange about constantly killing zombies. I feel so lucky to be in the same group as him every time." Mu Chunfeng touched his nose and said somewhat embarrassedly.
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