Bai Yifan walked very quickly this time, without stopping along the way.
My shoulder has been aching slightly, and the fingers pressing on it have become a little damp.
Bai Yifan rubbed his fingers together, glanced at them, and saw a smear of red blood on them.
Bai Yifan shook his head slightly. Wang Ge really didn't know his own strength. Even if he was mentally ill, he was too crazy.
Although blood seeped out, Bai Yifan, as a superhuman, was not too distressed; it was just a minor injury.
The most important thing is to get back as soon as possible.
Soon, Bai Yifan entered the range of Zhang Yiming's brainwaves.
You can see the small village from afar.
Bai Yifan subconsciously avoided the place where many zombies were buried, and went around it at a great distance.
This area is so large and completely bare; even if you go around it, you can still see it.
It's hard to ignore.
Bai Yifan simply lowered his head and walked forward.
Within the range of Zhang Yiming's brainwaves, there were no zombie roars; it was very quiet, as peaceful as before the apocalypse.
The scorching sun baked the earth, and the intense sunlight felt hot and burning on my skin.
"Xiao Fan, where have you been? Why have you been gone for so long? It's dangerous outside, don't go out alone."
Zhang Yiming's gentle voice suddenly appeared in Bai Yifan's ear.
Bai Yifan looked up and immediately saw Zhang Yiming walking towards him.
"I'm going out for a walk."
Bai Yifan scratched his head and twitched his lips.
The sunlight shone on Zhang Yiming, making him look incredibly gentle and warm.
It's hard to imagine that he's a zombie, and that he can command an astonishing number of zombies.
It was effortless to make those zombies die, and they died cleanly and decisively.
"Are you injured?"
Zhang Yiming frowned and looked at Bai Yifan's shoulder, a strong smell of blood filling his nostrils.
The smell of blood was amplified infinitely for him, given his extremely keen sense of smell.
A raging, clamoring urge to taste blood was raging in my mind.
Zhang Yiming's throat moved, his face still warm and sunny, but he used great restraint.
After taking licorice, the benefits include the body gaining other sensations, and brain waves and control becoming stronger.
The bad thing is that the zombies' bloodlust and ferocity are also amplified.
He's more like a zombie than a zombie.
The stench of blood lingered in his nostrils. He appeared calm on the surface, but inside, the bloodthirsty impulses within him were already raging.
"It's nothing! I just got hurt by accident. I'll absorb the crystal core and I'll be fine."
Bai Yifan smiled.
Looking at Zhang Yiming bathed in warm sunlight, Bai Yifan put the scene he had just witnessed out of his mind.
There must be a reason why such a warm-hearted Brother Zhang killed so many zombies!
"It's time for lunch, hurry back!" Zhang Yiming nodded gently. "Your sister just called you home for lunch from the village."
Bai Yifan blinked, looked at the sun in the sky, and then suddenly ran towards the courtyard.
I almost forgot, it's time to eat!
You can forget everything, but you can't forget to eat!
People need food to live; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal!
Bai Yifan ran past Zhang Yiming, the smell of blood still lingering in Zhang Yiming's nostrils.
Zhang Yiming held his breath, no longer wanting to smell the bloody scent that was making him almost unable to suppress his impulse.
After Bai Yifan passed by, Zhang Yiming followed him at a distance.
Zhang Yiming watched Bai Yifan's retreating figure, his eyes flashing.
He must have seen the place where the zombies were buried!
Zhang Yiming's fingers tightened slightly, and he began to worry.
If she knew that she was such a brutal zombie king, would she feel any resistance?
Zhang Yiming sighed softly and slowly walked towards the village.
Even though it was his own territory, Zhang Yiming's steps were somewhat unsteady, carrying a hint of hesitation and inferiority.
On the other side.
Wang Ge clenched his fingers and ran quickly down the road.
After running for an unknown amount of time, I saw a black car parked on the side of the road.
Without a second thought, Wang Ge opened the car door, climbed in, and sat in the passenger seat.
As soon as Wang Ge closed the car door, the black car started moving.
"Not a single person was caught."
An old voice rang out, uttering a statement.
Wang Ge glanced at his blood-red fingers, said nothing, but rubbed his bloodied fingers together, seemingly attracted by the red blood.
"The experiment has reached a critical moment. The existence of those people and zombies is very important. If we have the parameters on them, it will definitely be a huge breakthrough for my research."
In the driver's seat of the car, an old man was saying something with a blank expression.
He is Wang Ge's father, Director Wang of Tongji Mental Hospital.
"If you're so capable, go and catch it yourself. If you're not, then shut up."
Wang Ge's voice carried a hint of ruthlessness, showing no signs of being a mentally ill person.
He was like a completely different person, filled with hostility, violence, and gloom.
Dean Wang was not surprised at all by Wang Ge's attitude. His aged eyes gazed quietly out the window as a black car sped along the road.
“Your situation can’t be delayed any longer. Without those people as material, you’ll die.”
Dean Wang's deeply furrowed fingers gently turned the steering wheel, his voice tinged with sorrow.
"Ha, I'm like this all because of you! And who are you trying to fool with your hypocritical act!"
Ignoring the sorrowful-looking Dean Wang, Wang Ge lay sprawled on the seat, his legs propped up in a nasty manner on the glove compartment in front of the passenger seat.
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