Chapter 11 Rakshasa Appears
"Since he's someone who's good to you, then we should find a way to bring him into our camp," Jun Mo touched his chin and took two steps forward. "It's just that this guy looks like someone who would go to great lengths for his brothers, so it's not easy to persuade him to defect."
Qiao Bai patted his head and looked at him.
So, can you let me go?
Jun Mo knew the meaning of Qiao Bai's eyes, but pretended not to understand and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"
Qiao Bai: "...put me down." This person has a bad heart.
"But I just failed to confess my feelings. Can't you comfort me and let me hold you for a while?"
Qiao Bai widened his eyes and tried to recall. He felt as if he had never seen such a shameless person before.
I have learned a lot today.
"I rejected you, so don't have any illusions. You are just my breeder!"
Jun Mo put the little zombie down with a little regret.
Then I felt the corner of my clothes being pulled.
Qiao Bai asked quietly, "Can you really turn him against the government?"
"What do you mean by instigating a rebellion? I mean by properly recruiting talent." Jun Mo bent down, his eyes level with Qiao Bai's. "But aren't you planning to retire in your mobile villa?"
Qiao Bai was silent for a moment.
"You won't, at least you won't accompany me in my old age right now," Qiao Bai whispered, "I see ambition in your eyes."
"So, do you want to accompany your breeder to conquer the apocalypse?" Jun Mo asked with a smile.
Sure enough, I saw Qiao Bai shaking his head.
"I can wait for you in the villa and feed me from time to time." He didn't want to get involved in human disputes anymore. After all, he was the Zombie King now and would never starve to death.
It is not impossible for the breeder to feed the fish at regular intervals.
Jun Mo felt a little regretful.
"Forget it, since you just want to live a peaceful life, then I will accompany you in peace." He had already gained power in his previous life. If it weren't for the little zombie, he would not bother to stir up trouble in the center of power.
In this life, if those people don't cause them trouble, then so be it. But if they come to him, he has plenty of ways to make them obey.
Qiao Bai was a little surprised: "I thought you wouldn't like to live a salted fish life like me."
"I don't like it, but these are minor problems that I can solve." Jun Mo patted the little zombie's head. "You don't think that I can't do anything just because I'm with you in that desolate mountain?"
"My abilities are even greater than you imagine."
Qiao Bai felt that he was bragging, but he had no evidence.
The two of them walked back slowly.
Jun Mo looked around all the way, adding a lot of homely atmosphere to Qiao Bai's mobile villa.
I returned with a lot of harvest.
In the end times where even life hangs in the balance, the two people live as if they are still in a peaceful era.
It's a pity that it was an illusion.
The two of them lived peacefully for another month, and then the first batch of level four zombies appeared.
Qiao Bai was unwilling to go out and spent every day drying corpses in the villa. Jun Mo began to stay indoors at night and, except for the time when he fed the little zombies, he either slept or hunted at night.
The apocalypse at night is very dangerous. Zombies are not affected by day or night and can attack at any time. Human vision at night is not as good as during the day. Even for those with special abilities, their insight at night is not as sharp as during the day.
But a rumor happened to spread among those with special abilities.
There is a lone high-level psychic in City N. He never appears during the day, but often appears at night in places where there are high-level zombies. He digs out the zombies' brains.
Some people with special abilities have discovered the crystal cores in the zombies' heads, and found that the corresponding crystal cores can help people with special abilities enhance their abilities.
In this world where the strong prey on the weak, superpowers represent power.
The weak depend on the strong to survive, and the strong become kings on their own.
The survivors have formed their own teams, some cities have become survivor bases, and a survivor alliance has gradually formed.
The alliance structure is loose and there is no supreme leader, so all the superpowers are gearing up and coveting the top position.
In the previous life, the person sitting in that position was Jun Mo.
In this life, Jun Mo has no intention of giving up his position.
When the psychics were besieged by fourth-order zombies, a man called "Rakshasa" appeared in front of everyone.
Luosha was dressed in black and wore a Luosha ghost mask that covered his entire face. He was like a king in the dark night, falling from the sky when the psychics were about to have their brains eaten by zombies.
Straight out the crystal core in the zombie's brain.
A team of survivors named "King's Landing" was quietly born.
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