He is a zombie.
Zombies are meant to eat people.
If they don't eat people, what else can they eat?
Do you eat radishes and cabbage?
impossible!
Bloodlust is ingrained in our genes and cannot be changed.
Do zombies that don't devour flesh and blood exist?
Zombie King Li Muchen believes that it does not exist.
With a slight twitch of his slender fingers, an ordinary zombie strode heavily toward Zombie King Li Muchen.
This hideous zombie was once a simple villager in the village.
His sharp fingers were covered with thick calluses; he never stole or cheated, and was as simple and honest as could be.
Now, its face no longer has the simple and honest look it once had, and its eyes no longer hold honesty, only bloodlust and decay.
Every day, like all the other zombies in the village, it obediently stands in front of its own window, watching the food inside and waiting for dinner.
It waits for the survivors locked inside to draw blood for it to drink.
It never resisted, and showed no mercy to humans when drinking their blood.
If it weren't for the existence of the zombie king Li Muchen, it wouldn't have kept humans as pets; it would have devoured everything it saw.
Not just it, all the zombie villagers are like this.
Zombie King Li Muchen's lips curled up slightly, as if a problem that had troubled him for a long time had been solved, and the annoyance in his heart dissipated a lot.
The heavy footsteps of the zombies sounded, and Old Man Li's face was full of sorrow, unaware of what he was about to face.
The zombie villager walked straight up to Old Master Li and then slowly squatted down.
The stiff body made a creaking sound.
"...Xiao Cheng?"
Grandpa Li looked at the hideous zombie in front of him, his voice trembling slightly.
He seemed to understand something, yet he couldn't believe that the son he had raised for over twenty years would actually hurt him.
“You are not my father yet, but don’t worry, you will be in a moment.”
Zombie King Li Muchen said this in a cold voice, without looking at Old Master Li.
I don't know if it's because they disdain to look, or because they dare not look.
"What are you saying? I've always been your father!"
Old Master Li's eyes widened.
Because he saw that the familiar zombie villager in front of him opened its blood-red mouth and pounced on him.
No, not yet.
Zombie King Li Muchen didn't look at Old Master Li and stood quietly in place.
His father never stifled his interests or made him do things he didn't like.
Only when his father becomes like him and shares the same thoughts and ideals can he be considered his father!
"ah--"
Old Master Li let out a miserable scream, which was particularly jarring in the quiet village.
Zombie King Li Muchen did not look at Old Master Li, but stared calmly ahead.
A few minutes later, the suppressed roars of zombies came from beside him.
At this moment, Zombie King Li Muchen looked at his father.
There was a dark, gaping wound on his neck, from which black blood was seeping out.
The zombie virus is incredibly powerful; in just a few minutes, it can turn a human's red blood black and turn them into zombies.
"Hehe--"
Old Master Li's throat moved, emitting a hoarse sound typical of zombies.
His face hadn't started to rot yet, but it had become grotesque, and his body twisted strangely as he stood up.
creak creak --
A creaking sound came from his body, as if his skeleton could not support his body at any moment and would fall apart.
Zombie King Li Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his brainwaves instantly acted on Old Master Li.
Old Master Li immediately quieted down, his head slightly lowered, and his body trembling uncontrollably.
Fear, bloodlust, and mania are manifested in the zombie form of Old Master Li.
Zombie King Li Muchen nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, now you can truly be considered my father."
He sensed a bloodthirsty urge in his father, an instinct ingrained in his very bones, just like his own.
Now his father will no longer be able to say such foolish things as not eating people!
Zombie King Li Muchen smiled slightly, as if he were in a good mood, or as if he had solved a difficult problem.
"Five minutes are up."
Zombie King Li Muchen parted his thin lips slightly and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with his slender fingers.
When he lowered his finger, the zombies in the zombie village surged wildly.
They pounced on the nearest flesh and blood, and the slow-moving survivors were torn to pieces by the zombies, without even having the chance to become zombies themselves.
Those who were dissecting zombie heads and collecting the remaining crystal cores didn't even have time to scream before their throats were bitten off by the zombies.
Zombie King Li Muchen did not send zombies to chase the Bai family because the Bai family had a bus and could not be caught.
Bai Xizhu and her companion were also very fast; Zombie King Li Muchen could no longer find them in the zombies' brainwaves.
It's okay, if we can't find it, we can't find it.
I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let them off the hook. But if I run into them again, I'll make sure they suffer the consequences.
It must taste delicious.
"Hehe..."
A hideous zombie slowly walked towards Zombie King Li Muchen, holding a bloody object in its rotting hand.
The grotesque zombie stared intently at the flesh in its hand, its bloodlust reaching its peak, yet it never actually bit into the flesh.
It walked step by step to the zombie old man Li, then stretched out its arm and offered it to the zombie old man Li.
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