The weapon before them stood like a colossal behemoth in the basement.
It weighs about three tons and is more than three meters tall.
Just one glance and a sense of oppression washes over you.
In the face of such weapons of mass destruction, humanity is like an ant compared to an elephant.
"How do we destroy this?"
Bai Xizhu looked at the dagger in her hand and suddenly realized that she seemed to have overlooked the size of this weapon.
She thought that even if this weapon were large, it wouldn't exceed two meters in length; she never expected it to be so enormous.
It's not something her little fists can solve.
"The zombies here are the staff; they might dismantle things."
Leng Yebai's lips twitched downwards, and his face instantly fell.
I still have to go back and find that shady zombie king.
"Hehe--"
As soon as Leng Yebai finished speaking, several zombies dressed in work clothes walked in.
Their faces were covered in rotting flesh, their fingers almost revealing bones, and they walked expressionlessly toward the enormous creature before them.
Their memories are gone forever, only fragments of the past remain in their brainwaves. They cannot access their own memories, and they don't even know what they are doing.
Everything was left to the guidance of that powerful brainwave.
Their memories and brainwaves no longer belong to them, and the control of their bodies is also dictated by their brainwaves.
They had forgotten who they were, yet their decaying bodies worked together perfectly, rapidly dismantling the enormous creature before them.
The rotting muscles still remembered their mission, and they remembered who they had guarded the underground base for.
Bai Xizhu looked at the scene before her, her expression somewhat dazed.
Judging from the backs of these people wearing military green work uniforms, they give off a very safe and reliable feeling.
It's like going back to the pre-apocalyptic world. Humans may not trust strangers, but they will definitely trust those wearing solemn work clothes.
Bai Xizhu pursed her thin lips, unable to bear watching the zombies that occasionally let out zombie howls, and turned to leave.
It would take quite a while to dismantle this behemoth, and Bai Xizhu didn't want to watch any longer; she felt a tightness in her chest.
No one knows what the future of humanity will look like.
The zombies are all wiped out, or are humans being kept in captivity?
Every possibility is a tragedy for humanity.
"I still have some things to do. After they've taken everything apart, I'll leave with them. This place is yours now. That weapon must not fall into the wrong hands."
The male zombie walked over at this moment, still wearing a faint smile on his face.
It was clearly Zhang Yiming's brainwaves that were controlling it.
The words 'We must not let it fall into the hands of others' were spoken a little louder.
Bai Xizhu blinked, and a bold idea suddenly popped into her head.
Such a highly lethal weapon looks the most cruel, and having it in one's own hands would definitely give one a lot of peace of mind.
There has to be a highly lethal weapon to keep things under control.
"Don't worry, it definitely won't fall into other people's hands!"
Bai Xizhu nodded with a look of certainty, having already made up her mind.
Anyway, Zhang Yiming will leave this place with the zombies, and no one or the zombies will know whether she and Leng Yebai destroy the things or put them into the space.
Through the male zombie's eyes, Zhang Yiming's brainwaves saw a sly glint in Bai Xizhu's eyes.
Her eyebrows curved slightly, and she said nothing more.
One hour later.
The male zombie walked at the front, followed by a large group of zombies.
At the very back of the zombie horde, a zombie dressed in a suit with a face full of rotting flesh and a refined scoundrel followed.
In just one hour, the rotten flesh that had been missing from the face of the zombie man in the suit had been restored to its original state by absorbing the crystal core.
The rotting flesh on his face hadn't diminished at all, but it gave the zombie in the suit an unparalleled sense of confidence.
He's back to his peak good looks!
Li, who looks very refined but is actually a scoundrel, is no longer in that twisted, almost folded state.
His waist looked completely unharmed, without a single scar.
This is what makes the Zombie King so monstrous; as long as there are enough crystal cores, it can quickly recover to its peak power.
The moon rises above the middle of the treetops.
The cool moonlight shone on the zombie, making its rotting face look slightly softer.
"Tsk, I inexplicably experienced the fun of being a corpse driver."
Looking at the pile of rotting ordinary zombies in front of him, Xiao Li said in a low voice.
"Hehe--"
The zombie in the suit uttered two cold syllables from his throat, his eyes fixed on the gold-rimmed glasses on Xiao Li's face.
Why didn't this guy die?
If you hang it up, you can inherit these glasses, and their appearance will be even better!
Xiao Li could sense some of the thoughts of the zombie in the suit from its brainwaves. Just as he was about to retort, the group stopped.
Xiao Li and the zombie in the suit immediately stood still, waiting for orders.
A powerful wave of brainwaves enveloped them; it was Zhang Yiming's brainwaves.
Only his brainwaves could instill fear in zombies, making them unconditionally obey his commands.
Xiao Li looked down at the ground, not daring to look around.
In his line of sight, he saw the feet of the nearest zombies standing face to face, one-on-one.
Before Xiao Li could react to what was happening, he heard a sound that made his heart tremble.
The sounds of puffing and smacking were incessant.
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