"roar."
Along with the painful roars of the advanced zombies, the surging zombie tide around became even more restless, but soon the originally anxious zombies became quiet, just like the ordinary zombies they had encountered before. They just wanted to pounce on Tang Anan and others in a daze, but were skillfully blocked by the surrounding plants.
"Dead." After the man said that, he walked straight to the arm thrown aside by the zombies. This was also an illusion of a high-level zombie. The arm had long been rotten, with pits on it. In some places, the bones were connected to the tendons, and there was a lot of green slime of zombies left on it. Many pits were black and looked completely rotten, and there were mosquitoes crawling on them. The man put away the arm and turned to Tang Anan and others and said, "You don't have to guard against me. I'm just here to seek revenge, and I'll leave after I'm done."
"Who are you?" Lu Jin looked at the man with a complicated expression while holding his sleeping son and the unconscious Shen Yating. After a while, he said, "Thank you for saving us."
"Yeah." The man introduced himself to Tang Anan and the others while waiting for the zombies around him to be cleared away. "I'm Song Qing, a person with the ability to control plants."
"But in the end times, plants are infected and ordinary psychics cannot control them." Tang Anan raised her doubts and looked at Song Qing's expression, but saw a kind of pain on his face.
"Yes, so, I'm different." Song Qing showed Tang An'an his left hand and said, "That high-level zombie has been chasing me for a while, so there are a lot of zombies gathered in this forest."
"Aren't you going back to the base? I'll give you a ride, and we can chat on the way." Song Qing pointed at the plants around them and smiled soothingly at Tang Anan, "With them here, don't worry."
Tang Anan supported Lu Sikai and walked together to protect Lu Jin's family as they moved forward.
"Can you speak now?" Lu Jin supported his wife and looked at the surrounding environment, feeling a little unreal.
Song Qing cleared his throat and said with a smile: "It's nothing actually."
"It's just that I was chased by this arrogant high-level zombie some time ago."
Not long ago.
"Fuck, damn it, I was ambushed." Song Qing panted softly and lay at the entrance of the cave, observing the environment outside.
The zombies wandering outside seemed to pass by Song Qing casually, but in fact, each zombie was approaching slowly.
There is a high-level zombie controlling them. Ordinary zombies will just wander around randomly, while the controlled zombies will approach the cave purposefully, observe for a while, and then leave.
"This beast." Song Qing cursed inwardly.
"How did you escape?" Lu Jin asked while holding Shen Yating and his son. His child was still sleeping soundly. Shen Yating woke up from her coma but still leaned on Lu Jin.
"Just listen to me first." Song Qing covered his left hand with a helpless look on his face. "How can you escape death without paying a price?"
Song Qing hid at the entrance of the cave and checked the ordinary zombies. This was the ordinary zombie he had just killed. A fishy and sticky liquid was flowing out of its eye sockets. The hollowness of its eyes was clearly visible, but there was some abnormal movement.
"Fuck, this beast, it actually used zombies to monitor me." Song Qing broke out in a cold sweat. This was the first time he felt the horror of high-level zombies.
Song Qing's ability is to control plants, commonly known as wood-related skills, but in the apocalyptic times, plants have evolved, and the toxic plants are unwilling to obey the commands of ordinary humans or even those with wood-related abilities.
Song Qing trained all of his plants himself. In order to make them help him sincerely, Song Qing had to hunt zombies every day to feed them.
He came here these days just to look for plants that can be trained, but he didn't expect that all the zombies that appeared in the huge forest were controlled by one zombie.
"What exactly is this beast's purpose?" Song Qing first let the plants eat the zombie's eyes. While directing the plants to explore the outside world, Song Qing stared at the zombie's body intently, with an urge to rush up and tear it apart. After forcibly suppressing this urge, Song Qing pounded his hands on the cave and gritted his teeth, "Damn it, I will never let you go."
The cave is full of traps, and you can survive as long as you don't go out.
Time passed by unknowingly. Song Qing had no food. The feeling of hunger continued to spread in his body. He had not eaten for a day but was in a highly tense state. In order to prevent himself from fainting, Song Qing let the plants hurt him to stimulate his spirit through the pain. When he was in a trance, he saw a table full of hot meals.
It turns out that everything was just a dream. I'm home.
Song Qing walked slowly towards the table. A hand was placed on his left hand. He wanted to shake the hand, but felt a tearing sensation.
Song Qing's left hand is gone.
"That's not right. Although your left hand looks strange, it's still on your body, isn't it?" Lu Jin walked to Song Qing's side, his eyes lingering on Shen Yating. He received glances from Tang Anan and Lu Sikai asking him to have a good chat with Song Qing and to find out some information.
"This is not an arm." Lu Sikai answered lightly, but his eyes were fixed on Song Qing's left hand and he spoke slowly again, "Your price."
"It's not just that." Song Qing shook his head and showed his left hand. Emerald green liquid flowed from his left hand, emitting a fresh floral scent, dispelling the foul smell in the forest.
"That high-level zombie can use poison. Have you been corroded by the poison?" Tang Anan asked her question, but she already had the answer in her heart.
"Yes, but it can be considered a blessing in disguise." Song Qing responded to Tang Anan's question and talked about his experience again.
Left hand, gone.
The moment Song Qing was pulled away by the plants, his consciousness was also pulled back. Fortunately, these plants treated him in time. Even so, he still couldn't get his left hand back.
Song Qing also witnessed the zombie's satisfied look as it gnawed on his arm, just like a judge evaluating delicious food. However, the smile on that rotten face made Song Qing want to vomit.
It was also at this time that Song Qing discovered that the group of controlled zombies did not surround him. It seemed that this advanced zombie was confident enough to subdue him alone.
Song Qing laughed angrily. He controlled the plants to kill the zombies behind him, trying to carve out a bloody path out.
The advanced zombie did not stop him, just watched, and then when Song Qing was about to break through the encirclement, he teleported in front of him.
"At that time, I thought I was going to die." Song Qing smiled and pointed at the plants around him. "That zombie probably never dreamed that my wood-type skills would evolve under its arrogant and complacent aura."
"And it definitely didn't imagine that it was its own poison that allowed me to reverse engineer it."
"In this forest dominated by plants, it's really embarrassing for me, who can control plants, to hide from them for so long."
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