Except for the final BOSS, almost no one in the entire text can compete with it.
Even if he cooperated with Qin Feng, Qi Xing, a wood-type mutant, would never be able to defeat him!
Once they meet these two people, they will be cannon fodder who give them experience points.
No, she can't just go and die with Qi Xing like this!
Jiang Zhaosu anxiously said and gestured: "Don't... go..."
"Why?"
One of the zombies' biggest instincts is to eat. Jiang Zhaosu is usually like a little glutton. Once he hears about food, he will ignore everything else. But this time he is so cautious, which really confuses Qi Xing.
"This is a spatial ability. Fugui, do you know what a spatial ability means? Time is frozen in it, and everything put in it will not spoil, including your food."
It’s not that Jiang Zhaosu isn’t greedy, it’s that he doesn’t dare to be greedy.
She swallowed and said with difficulty: "I can't...beat...it..."
Although Jiang Zhaosu had not heard the ending of this novel, based on the novels she had read, she inferred that the protagonists of such apocalyptic novels all had the protagonist's halo!
Even if they really kill the protagonist, the protagonist can be reborn and seek revenge in various ways.
Villain cannon fodder like them can only have a chance to survive if they stay away from the protagonist.
"Oh?" Qi Xing raised his eyebrows. "Fugui, you seem to know a lot about them. Did you know them before?"
"Well……"
Jiang Zhaosu was stunned for a moment. Facing Qi Xing's sharp scrutiny, he stammered, "I've seen...
Qi Xing inexplicably became interested in her past: "Is this someone I knew before I turned into a corpse?"
"hold head high……"
She knew him from reading novels, so I guess that counts.
"Good friends?"
"No……"
"Not a friend? Then how come a stupid little zombie like you wasn't killed by them?"
"……Hate……"
Jiang Zhaosu's brain had become a little slow after he turned into a zombie. The more Qi Xing asked him questions, the more confused his thoughts became. In the end, he couldn't answer anything. He simply rolled onto the bed and covered his head with the quilt in annoyance.
Seeing that she was angry again, Qi Xing laughed happily twice and then lay down beside her.
Qi Xing lay flat on the bed, looking at the thin spider webs on the ceiling of this simply decorated bungalow.
He blinked, and the spider webs in his vision gradually overlapped with the spider webs in the corners of the dilapidated house in his memory, stirring up some long-forgotten memories that he didn't want to recall.
That man had also cursed him and his sister like this: "You scorn the poor, you bitch, you gave birth to two little bitches! You eat and drink my food all day long! You're a money-loser!"
Back then it wasn't just slaps, but belts and even broken bottles.
He held his trembling sister in his arms, curled up in the corner, and endured the pain of being whipped with a belt and verbally humiliated by staring at the spider webs in the corner.
Qi Xing slowly closed his eyes, the spider web disappeared, and only a blood-red color spread in front of his eyes.
He turned over and gently placed his hand on Jiang Zhaosu, who was curled up in the quilt. He said to Jiang Zhaosu beside him, and also to himself: "It's okay. It doesn't matter if we can't win for now. We will win sooner or later."
"They will all die."
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