Miasma poured out from the corpse.
After the skin was torn open, a twisted monster made of various meaningless pieces of flesh and blood began to wriggle slightly in the green miasma.
The body of that flesh and blood monster looked like an elaborate painting by an artist with the worst taste for revenge. It had almost no head or body parts, and its entire body was just flesh and blood piled up together without any logic.
The extremely terrible appearance filled with weird and bloody aesthetics made Fang Ming feel that his aesthetic taste was polluted at a glance.
But Fang Ming knew clearly that the so-called polluted genes certainly did more than just pollute aesthetics.
He saw the green miasma surrounding the flesh and blood monster, and an unlucky fly happened to bump into it.
The fly's body immediately doubled in size, and many centipede-like thin limbs grew on its body. Its suddenly swollen compound eyes flashed with densely packed red dots, which could make a trypophobic person faint on the spot.
Unfortunately, the fly's body was unable to adapt to this change and it fell to the ground. It was discovered by Curly and directly fed with blood and flesh.
"The genes extracted from these zombies are more disgusting than the last."
Fang Ming made his comment.
“What…what is this!?”
The white-haired boy in his arms was trembling, and he looked at Fang Ming in fear and uncertainty, "Where's my brother? Where's my brother?"
Fang Ming showed a very evil smile, "That's it, Little White Hair."
"Didn't you ask me to save him? Look, the dead man who couldn't move before is now alive and kicking."
"No...it's not like that. I want to...not..."
Fang Ming gave a rare comforting sound.
"Be content, little white hair. At least you're still alive, right? You can't just disown your brother because he's become ugly. That would make him so sad!"
The girl curled up, feeling the world go dark, and murmured to herself, "Alive... As long as I'm alive..."
…
Fang Ming sat on the motorcycle, watching the distraught girl looking at a green mist not far away. It was the monster she called her brother.
An ancient long sword poked and poked at the monster in the green mist to play with it.
"Okay, little white hair, let's talk business now."
Bai Xiaoning retracted her gaze and looked at the man in front of her timidly, knowing that she had no choice.
"Please tell me what you want me to do."
"You guys came out of Yuehu Villa, right?"
The girl nodded.
Fang Ming fiddled with the dashboard of the motorcycle. Alqi's electronic voice kept repeating "Please help yourself", "Please help yourself"...
"Is there anyone else in Yuehu Villa?"
…
"Um?"
Fang Ming looked at the silent girl and reached out to pinch her animal ears.
"ah!"
"say!"
The girl gritted her teeth and spoke word by word, her words suppressing her unspeakable emotions.
"There are only a bunch of beasts left in Yuehu Villa!"
What a huge grudge! It seems like there are living people here.
Fang Ming didn't want to listen to the love, hate and hatred in it. After all, these clichéd stories after the end of the world are always played out over and over again in various places.
He stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's face. The delicate face was rubbed by his fingers, and it felt delicate and full of collagen.
"Want revenge?"
"Huh? Revenge...revenge!?" Bai Xiaoning was stunned.
Fang Ming said in a calm tone,
"Since you have a grudge against the people in the villa, I will give you a task."
He waved his hand, and the spirit sword flew back with a whoosh. "Before sunset, take your brother and chop off all the breathing creatures in Yuehu Villa."
Standing on the spirit sword, Fang Ming smiled casually, "Since they say you are a monster, then you should bring back a real monster and let them see it."
"Good luck."
Gazing at the back of the motorcycle from afar, the white-haired girl looked back at her "brother" with tears in her eyes. He carefully controlled the miasma around him and did not touch her.
"Brother, we can go home!"
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