In a village not far from the Fire Phoenix Security Base.
The entire village was quiet, the black blood still congealed on the road, and a putrid smell permeated the air.
If you smell it carefully, you'll find that the strong, rotten smell doesn't come from the black blood that has congealed on the ground.
Instead, it was a room that looked dusty.
In the very center of the village, there is a two-story building that looks fairly clean and tidy.
In that courtyard, a seven or eight-year-old boy sat on a small stool, holding a pen, scratching his head and staring blankly at the snow-white test paper in front of him.
The snow-white test paper already had some numbers written crookedly, and upon closer inspection, it was full of symbols. The questions on it were already at the level of the Olympic Games.
Zhang Yiming sat lazily in a recliner, squinting at the sun in the sky, seemingly indifferent to everything.
Even though he concealed his aura, he didn't look directly at Fan Tangtang, who was doing the exam paper.
Fan Tangtang still didn't dare to look up at Zhang Yiming sitting in front of him.
As long as Zhang Yiming is here, he feels completely at ease.
The faint aura emanating from Zhang Yiming made him tremble all over, giving him an urge to run away.
Standing next to Zhang Yiming was a rotting zombie wearing a black windbreaker, whose young and handsome face could still be vaguely discerned.
Its face was blank, and it lowered its head in fear, not daring to look directly at Zhang Yiming and Fan Tangtang.
It's Little Song the zombie. Ever since Zhang Yiming brought it back from the computer mall, he's had it with him.
This was because it was entrusted to me by Xiao Zhu.
"roar--"
The sound of zombies howling came from the village entrance.
Zhang Yiming remained motionless, his face expressionless, still lounging lazily in the chair.
Fan Tangtang blinked, stole a glance at Little Song the zombie, and then lowered his head to continue scratching his head while working on the test paper.
They didn't care at all about what was happening outside.
Anyway, we're all here to die.
What he cares about is how many points he can get on the test today!
Today's test was so difficult!
Is this really the level of math a primary school student is at?
Fan Tangtang felt a little sad and depressed.
Fan Tangtang's grandfather stood quietly behind Fan Tangtang, his blank eyes staring empty in Fan Tangtang's direction, motionless.
Fan Tangtang's parents were busy in the small building; one of them was wiping the furniture with a rag, and the other was mopping the floor with a mop.
Hearing the roars of zombies outside, the two exchanged a glance and then continued with their work.
From initial fear and anxiety to current calm and tranquility.
With Fan Tangtang and his father around, they felt that living in the zombie den wasn't so bad.
At the entrance to the courtyard stood a tall zombie in a blue dress.
It stood barefoot, its rotting feet constantly oozing black blood, its eyes vacant as it stood at the doorway, like a sculpture.
Occasionally, it would glance into the yard, its empty eyes revealing not only fear but also a hint of an indescribable emotion.
Gunshots and the roars of zombies echoed from the village entrance.
The blue-clad zombie girl twitched her rotting feet uneasily, seemingly wanting to enter the courtyard.
But there were terrifying brainwaves in the yard that terrified it.
So it could only huddle at the entrance of the yard, looking very cautious.
Village entrance.
Captain Zhu held his pistol with a cold expression, his body crackling with purple lightning, his sharp eyes fixed on the zombie that had suddenly appeared before him.
He's been coming over every day for the past few days.
As a result, some familiar faces wearing windbreakers appeared on the opposing zombie side.
Every time he brought someone, they all died, and he was the only one who survived.
In the end, he was the only one who made it through.
The people at the Fire Phoenix Security Base were unwilling to return to this village, which was full of zombies and had no supplies.
Coming here would be suicide; no one would be foolish enough to follow Captain Zhu under these circumstances.
Bang bang bang!
Captain Zhu aimed his pistol at the head of the zombie man in the suit in front of him and fired without hesitation.
The zombie in the suit showed a human-like helplessness on his blank face.
It's so difficult!
The boss forbids killing Captain Zhu, but he also can't let him in.
The zombie in the suit, whose fingers were not very nimble, twitched slightly, and an ice wall instantly solidified in front of him, blocking the bullet attack.
Captain Zhu's pupils contracted slightly.
The zombie in the suit in front of them was clearly just Zhang Yiming's subordinate, yet his superpowers were so strong that the ice wall he formed could even block bullet attacks!
Purple lightning raged wildly at the zombie man in the suit, who stood there dumbfounded.
Let the purple lightning strike.
Crackle, crackle, crackle.
The zombie in the suit was instantly torn open, and black blood spurted out.
Even so, its face remained blank.
It felt no pain.
After the lightning strike.
The zombie in the suit blinked slowly; it was time for it to make its move.
One side attacks, then Captain Zhu attacks it, and it attacks Captain Zhu—it's perfectly fair.
Ice blades instantly formed in front of him, swiftly piercing towards Captain Zhu with a speed so fast they sliced through the air.
A soft, squelching sound rang out.
Captain Zhu was unable to dodge in time and his skin was cut by the ice blade.
Red blood gushed out instantly.
"roar--"
A suppressed roar came from one of the zombies in the horde.
The red blood stimulated their sense of smell and taste, and the rampant bloodlust in their brains made them unable to suppress their inner restlessness.
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