It wasn't that it was dirty with black blood; rather, its body was covered in mud, and the black blood had congealed on its clothes, mixing with the mud. The black mud exuded an endless decay.
Bai Yifan noticed its fingers. A lot of the rotten flesh on its fingers had fallen off, and black blood was slowly flowing out. Even though it was covered in dirt, the bleeding did not stop.
There was a pile of crystal nuclei at its feet.
When the crystal nucleus is illuminated by sunlight, it refracts colorful light, shining brightly, even more beautiful and noble than crystal.
These crystal nuclei are not ordinary crystal nuclei; they are all high-order crystal nuclei.
Bai Yifan thought of the zombie army that the masked man had brought yesterday; many of those zombies were high-level zombies.
Those charging at the front, even the weakest, are at least second-tier zombies.
These crystal cores are probably from the zombies that died in the village yesterday!
Bai Yifan remembered that many zombies died yesterday, most of them brought by that masked man.
But why are these crystal nuclei here?
It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful crystal core had to be dug out of a rotten head.
"Why are there so many crystal cores?"
Bai Yifan stared at the crystal core on the ground, looking utterly astonished.
No one answered him.
The short zombie slowly bent down, casually placing the backpack and shovel it was carrying on the ground, its stiff body making a creaking sound.
The rotting fingers slowly unzipped the backpack, then clasped their hands together and put the crystal cores from the ground into the backpack.
One handful after another.
The zombie stood motionless, showing no reaction.
It took nearly ten minutes for the short zombie to put all the crystal cores on the ground into its backpack.
The heavy schoolbag was lifted shakily by rotting fingers, which could barely withstand such weight, twisting eerily.
"Let me help you!"
Bai Yifan hesitated for a moment, but still went forward to help it pick up its backpack and let it carry it.
The short zombie's rotting mouth twitched as if it wanted to speak, but it only uttered two zombie-specific "hoho" syllables.
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