"Try it." Ming Tang's expression was very kind, at least to outsiders, he didn't look like he was looking for trouble.
When the end of the world comes, the primary zombies bite each other everywhere. Because they have no consciousness, they have no psychological burden at all. But people like Cheng Song who have regained consciousness, think of the blood and flesh they once had, and sometimes they will have a little resistance to meat.
Cheng Song also smiled, picked up the meatball and put it in his mouth, saying: "Well, what Brother Ming makes is extraordinary."
If this little black lotus asks again, it probably means that he is really suspicious.
With this level of observation power, once he is exposed, some things may no longer be hidden.
Ming Tang held up his chin and smiled, "What I made today is a little spicy, is that okay?"
Cheng Song: “…”
Here it comes.
Why not just pick a vase? Why choose one with brains?
Cheng Song glanced at Lin Su, but Lin Su simply lowered his head without even paying any attention.
"Or maybe you actually can't eat spicy food?" Ming Tang asked with a smile.
Cheng Song has no sense of taste and cannot answer this question at all. If he says it doesn't matter, this person will say that it is actually sweet, which means it is a trap no matter how you look at it.
Seeing him in this state, Wang Tai was entangled and wanted to die. He asked cautiously, "Brother Ming, are you interested in someone who calls you sister-in-law?"
Ming Tang paused, blinked in confusion, and when he turned around, he happened to meet Lin Su's eyes. He was not picking on Cheng Song just to find fault, but because he felt that this person's motives were not pure, and now even his breed might not be very pure.
In the end times, such masters have no worries about their future. Even if they are not too arrogant, they will not bow down to a low-level psychic just because of their worship.
But... Ming Tang turned around and glared at Wang Tai silently: "Of course I'm not interested. Eat well. If you don't concentrate on eating, you won't grow taller."
Wang Tai, who is shorter than Ming Tang: "..."
After dinner, Ming Tang took his men out to hunt zombies. It was rare for him to go out, so naturally a group of people followed him, noisily shouting, and it looked like a big scene.
Cheng Song stood behind Lin Su and watched the scene and said, "Brother Lin, your lover may be doubting my identity."
He can hide well from low-level psychics, but he will be constrained from high-level psychics like Ming Tang, especially those who can cross levels.
Naturally, he was not worried about being discovered by other people. If they were really irreconcilable, whoever had greater power would survive. But the person who discovered him happened to be Lin Su's man, and he loved and pampered him, fearing that he would get hurt.
Lin Su said, "Then leave more traces so he can find them."
Cheng Song's expression became interested: "What does the emperor mean?"
"Some things can be hidden for a while, but not forever. It's better to let him know now and make a judgment now, so that he won't feel unacceptable and suffer in the future." Lin Su said.
The identity of the Zombie King naturally cannot be exposed at will. This is different from ordinary concealment. In this doomsday, the zombie identity will definitely attract everyone to fight against him, let alone being together, lying together every night, and even doing more intimate things.
Once it was exposed, Cheng Song felt very excited just thinking about it.
I wonder what expression the little beauty who had troubled him at noon would have.
"What if he can't accept it and wants to harm you instead?" Cheng Song looked very loyal.
Lin Su laughed and said, "Then we can only leave the human territory and go out to starve."
Cheng Song felt that he didn't believe Ming Tang would be unable to accept it: "That's really quite tragic."
As the two spoke, they had already reached a consensus.
It is difficult for zombies to hide, but it is quite easy for them to reveal themselves.
For example, his body temperature was obviously lower than normal, the ease with which he went out to hunt zombies, and the fact that he never used the same set of tableware as the people here.
The Zombie King can perfectly seal the zombie virus, but Cheng Song has not reached that level yet. Things like saliva can still spread. Even if the base boils the tableware with boiling water every time to prevent the possible spread of the virus, who can guarantee that there will be no loopholes?
After finally arriving at the human base, he didn't want to turn everyone here into a green-faced, fang-toothed appearance, otherwise it would be no different from the outside world.
Cheng Song deliberately revealed himself, and Ming Tang suspected him himself, so he observed him more carefully, so that when he suspected the type of person, Ming Tang began to suffer from insomnia, tossing and turning in bed, thinking that if this guy was really a zombie and started a fight in the base, all Lin Su's hard work might be burned to ashes.
"Can't sleep?" Lin Su's voice sounded from above his head.
Ming Tang stopped tossing and turning, and when she looked up, she nestled into his arms with a bit of depression and said, "I woke you up, I was thinking about something."
"What happened to make you so upset?" Lin Su grabbed his waist and asked softly.
There was a hint of sleepiness in his voice. Ming Tang, whose voice was hoarse, couldn't help but touch his itchy ears: "I suspect there are zombies in our base, or advanced zombies."
Lin Su opened his eyes, lowered his head and asked, "What do you mean?"
"The major bases have actually seen many high-level zombies. They're becoming more and more like ordinary people. Level six or seven zombies are already difficult to distinguish from ordinary people," Ming Tang analyzed. "But they move very quickly, have low body temperatures, and their five senses are not fully developed. Didn't some major bases say that they already possess human memories?"
Some information from other bases can be shared with each other. Perhaps it is not shared with small bases like Pojun Base, but since the establishment of cooperation with Chaori Base, some information can be learned quickly, especially the news about the evolution of zombies.
They have human appearance and intelligence, so it would be easy for them to trigger a zombie wave. There are similar examples in other bases. They do it secretly, so that after some small bases are destroyed, the news cannot be passed on.
With the protection of the zombie horde, it becomes increasingly difficult to hunt high-level zombies, and even many human mutants have been killed. Once human mutants are transformed into zombies, they will evolve only faster.
As one grows stronger, the other shrinks, and the zombie hordes will only become more and more difficult to deal with, which makes people feel despair just thinking about it.
In the past, Ming Tang didn't think there was anything wrong with the apocalypse continuing, because the current apocalypse was ultimately caused by the sins of mankind itself. The garbage piled up on the seashore, the waste landfilled everywhere, the increasingly severe climate, the extinct species, and the various pollutions released by human research have created the zombie virus, a virus that humans cannot conquer, turning the world into hell.
The evil deeds that one has done will eventually come back upon humanity itself, and this is something that humanity itself should pay for.
Even though he has special powers, he has already prepared to die at the claws of zombies one day, because he has no worries and the world is just a place for games.
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