[Corruption Sample-1, Failure]
[Corruption Sample-1, Failure]
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[Corruption Sample-1, Success]
[The corrupt genes that the experimental subject successfully fused with mutated]
Fang Ming covered his nose and stepped back. The little zombie tilted his head, feeling a little uncomfortable with his body, and roared at Fang Ming, "Hahi~Hahi~"
The already rotten flesh on the zombies began to wrinkle and turn black, emitting an even more unpleasant stench.
Soon, the completely rotten flesh and blood fell from its body. The pieces of rotten flesh and blood emitting black gas twisted a few times on the ground and then became motionless.
But the foul smell and weird shape looked even more disgusting than excrement.
The zombie was completely unaware, but bud tissue began to grow again on the wounds where the flesh and blood had fallen off his body, and within a few breaths, new flesh grew in the original position.
But corruption still spread throughout the zombies' bodies, and new flesh and blood quickly turned into new rotten flesh, falling to the ground from time to time.
Looking at the wonderful changes in his body and feeling the unprecedented powerful force filling his body, the little zombie felt that he no longer had to pick up garbage to eat.
The biological instinct made it breathe out towards Fang Ming continuously, its mouth opening and closing, and the rotten flesh on its face falling off and growing back.
[You have gained the submission of the corrupt zombie character, unlocked the attribute panel, and activated more gameplay...]
[You get the surrender reward: A finger of corruption]
Fang Ming had never felt that this sentence contained such malice. Looking at the rotting body of the rotten zombie, certain images flashed through his mind uncontrollably, and he almost vomited his breakfast.
Feeling that the shadow that bound him had finally let him go, the little zombie grunted and ran towards Fang Ming, determined to show his loyalty.
"Stop!" Fang Ming shouted, and the rotten zombie paused, his expression stunned.
Fang Ming took a few steps back in embarrassment, covering his nose, and pointing at several zombies on the street that came over after hearing the noise.
"Go get rid of them."
The rotten flesh zombie's eyes glowed red, and it grunted and dragged its body forward, immediately engaging in a fight with the zombies.
Fang Ming heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the new pet that was beating the zombies, and opened its panel.
【Role: Rotting Zombie】
[Strength: 17]
[Agility: 14]
【Constitution: 18】
[Skills: Rotten Flesh Regeneration, Corruption Infection, Foul Smell Pressure]
[Entry: Undead creature, mutant]
[tag: zombies, heavy taste, curiosity, *&……]
[Charm: Basic charm is zero, curiosity bonus, comprehensive charm judgment is 9]
[Daily bonus: You can turn yourself into a zombie]
Fang Ming looked at the final daily bonus and then glanced at the corrupt zombie. He probably would never want to get this reward in his lifetime.
The numerical value of the corrupt zombie should also be at the level of the mutated zombie, and has not reached the threshold of the first level.
He had not seen a first-level zombie whose three-dimensional level had broken through twenty since the end of the world. Fang Ming guessed that it was because the world restricted the growth of zombies, and the zombies before the fog did not have the potential to grow into the first level.
Of course, this was just his groundless guess.
[Warning: The end is about to enter the first stage]
[The fog is coming]
[Host, please choose a suitable shelter in time to resist the fog]
[Countdown to the Fog: 4 days]
He glanced at the countdown and finally shut down the system.
The rotten zombies almost slaughter ordinary zombies one-sidedly.
A dozen zombies surrounded the rotten zombie. Their mutated claws tore at the rotten zombie's body and pounced on it to bite its flesh.
But the rotten zombies ignored it. The wounds they bit were not even as fast as the zombies themselves decayed.
The little zombie curiously stretched out a hand and grabbed the zombie's head. Foul-smelling black gas overflowed from its hand and poured into the zombie's mouth. The zombie struggled desperately, but his neck was held tightly, and he watched the gas pour into his throat.
But within a few breaths, black gas began to surge from the zombie's flesh and blood, and its body began to rot. Pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground, and soon it turned into a skeleton.
The little zombie's eyes lit up, and the rotten flesh on his face fell off with joy, like a child who had found an interesting toy.
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