Chapter 10: The Girl Zombie Who Can Dance Ballet

A shocking scene came into view.

In the huge theater, the ceiling dome was more than half gone, and the sun was pouring in from outside. The red seats were full of zombies, who stared at the stage with lifeless eyes, put their hands together, and clapped from time to time, as if they were watching some amazing show. Following

their gaze, looking down, on the wide stage, a girl in a ballet skirt was standing on tiptoe, dancing gracefully, and the sizzling sound was singing Swan Lake.

The zombie was concentrating on his performance and didn't notice that there were a few humans mixed in with this place full of zombies.

The girl's skin was an unhealthy, sickly white, her lips were blood red, her hair was black and smooth, and her long, curled eyelashes cast a row of shadows on her quiet and elegant face. If you ignore the dark red pupils and stiff limbs, no one would think that this beautiful girl was a scary zombie.

Tang Yichao slowly lowered the red curtain, his lips moving: "What should we do?"

He meant to take action to deal with this zombie, or pretend that he saw nothing.

After all, this zombie looks too much like a human.

Gu Bingchen touched his chin, and a little surprise surged in his heart. This zombie seemed to have retained a part of its self-awareness, which was unprecedented.

However, this does not mean that it is a good thing, but a sign of worsening. The appearance of zombies with self-awareness suggests that zombies may be quietly evolving and may restore their normal human appearance in the future. If this really happens, the world, which is already full of fear, will become even worse.

"It must be killed." Gu Bingchen's phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, "If we don't kill it now, will it kill us?"

Chu Wanyue also thought of what might happen in the future and agreed with Gu Bingchen's words.

"Okay, let's count to 12... Oh, Brother Yunqi, what superpower do you have?" Tang Yichao held a Tang sword in his hand, and he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yunqi's axe with a slightly curled blade. He had never seen Jiang Yunqi use any superpowers in the few days they had been together.

Gu Bingchen slapped Tang Yichao's curly hair and ravaged it fiercely, saying, "He has space."

After saying that, he suddenly opened the curtain and rushed directly to the stage. The sharp blade cut through the air and countless golden blades flew towards the dancing girl zombie.

However, the next moment, a man wearing a black hood and a mask appeared on the stage. He grabbed the girl zombie's wrist, and then the two disappeared on the spot, leaving the zombies in the theater staring at them covetously.

???

Gu Bingchen braked hastily to avoid close contact with the stage.

What's wrong with his brother?

"Boss, why are you standing there?" Tang Yichao shouted from behind.

Jiang Yunqi grabbed Gu Bingchen, who had lost his focus for a moment, chopped off a zombie that was about to bite him with an axe, and moved quickly to leave the circle of zombies.

"Remember not to be distracted on the battlefield, no matter how powerful you are." Jiang Yunqi frowned slightly, and his calm and calm tone was covered with a layer of faint anger, "Or do you really want to experience what it feels like to be a zombie?"

"Are you angry?" Gu Bingchen lowered his eyes, glanced at the hands on his waist, and raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw obvious emotional fluctuations on this man's face.

"No."

Jiang Yunqi retracted his hand, looked coldly, and continued to chop the corpses that gradually surrounded him without turning his head.

"Boss! Can you stop being in a daze!"

Tang Yizhao was going crazy. What happened to the boss today? He always stared at Jiang Yunqi in a daze. Although the beauty of the Gaoling Flower was indeed attractive, could he pay attention to their current situation?

There were at least hundreds of zombies in the theater, which was equivalent to a small corpse group. Today, if there were a few ordinary survivors here, they would have been eaten up long ago.

Gu Bingchen looked away and said lightly: "Why are you urging them? Here they come."

As soon as the words fell, a faint golden light covered the weapon, and the weapon that was about to roll up its blade became sharp again.

As the sun sets, the sky gradually darkens. The theater is lit up with orange, gold, green, and blue lights. When the night falls completely, it is night.

Physically and mentally exhausted, the supernatural power is exhausted, and the temples throb with pain.

The theater is full of zombie corpses, and each corpse has a hole dug in the head.

Jiang Yunqi sat against the wall with his legs bent, and Tang Yichao was so tired that he lay directly on the ground. His clean clothes were stained beyond recognition and he was smelly all over.

Chu Wanyue counted the crystal cores that were dug out without complaint. There were 300 in total. The crystal cores were distributed according to the number of zombies killed. The number of zombies that fell under Jiang Yunqi's axe far exceeded theirs.

"Yunqi, these are your crystal cores. There are 90 in total. Count them." She showed some surprise in her eyes. She really recognized Jiang Yunqi's strength.

He was on par with Gu Bingchen, or even better.

......

In the research center a few kilometers away, in a room with only one candle lit, the woman took off her black hood and strange mask. On her beautiful face, there was a scar on the right side of her face from the end of her eyebrow to the corner of her mouth. Her voice was hoarse, as if her throat was broken: "Someone is searching the entire Ningcheng, and they are looking for you."

The beautiful boy locked the zombie girl in a secret room full of iron bars. Hearing this, he raised a brilliant smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Oh? Really?"

The woman raised her hand and touched the protruding scar, a dark light flashed in her eyes: "Well, I don't know who arranged it."

"Well, maybe it's my old father in his fifties or sixties." The boy tapped his lips and sneered, "You say, why is he looking for me in such a big way now?"

"I don't know, but be careful recently. There is a group of people who are very powerful and not easy to mess with." The woman warned, then turned around and looked at the restless and roaring zombie in the cage. "The experiment has made a breakthrough recently. I think this zombie will give me a new inspiration."

The boy said "hmm" uninterested, lowered his head, and carefully washed his slender white fingers.

The woman sighed, changed into a new dress, put on goggles, and walked quickly into the laboratory with a small bottle of blood extracted from the girl's zombie in her palm.

The appearance of this zombie will definitely help her experiment, but she is missing some experimental data and equipment.

Perhaps, she should find some other people to cooperate with.

The sunlight pierced through the thin clouds and sprinkled on the SUV moving on the road. In the passenger seat, Tang Yichao was sleeping soundly, only thanks to the seat belt. In the back seat, two big guys were leaning against the car windows, one on the left and one on the right, with their eyes closed, resting.

Chu Wanyue rested last night, so she was the one driving during the day today.

There were more and more houses on both sides of the road, the vegetation became more and more dense, and the road became more and more rugged and narrow. Chu Wanyue braked suddenly, and the off-road vehicle stopped at the entrance of the village.

Tang Yichao fell forward and was severely strangled by the seat belt. He opened his eyes in a daze and muttered: "What's the matter? What happened?"

Chu Wanyue looked at the two people in the rearview mirror who also opened their eyes, and explained the situation: "The car can't drive into the intersection ahead. It's blocked by an iron fence."

Jiang Yunqi turned sideways and glanced at the front of the car. There were many traps set up on the narrow village road. In addition to the iron fence, there were also iron nets, which should be used to resist the attack of zombies.

At this moment, on the tallest building in the village, a thin man put down his binoculars, waved downstairs, and shouted, "There's someone outside. Who's on duty today? Go and check."

"It's me." A strong man with a beard and a hoe in his arms, yawning with sleepy eyes, wondered, "Why do people always pass by our little place recently?"

After saying that, he slowly got up and walked outside with his partner.

A few steps away, when the person on duty arrived, Gu Bingchen and his friends had just got off the car.

"Hey, who are you?" The strong man with a beard and a helmet on his head greeted through a door.

Tang Yichao stepped forward and rubbed his eyes: "Hello, we are here to look for someone. Is 'Shanzhen Farm' here? My brother is a waiter in this store. I have been looking for him for half a year before I found out about this place."

"We don't have your brother here." The bearded man shook his head, his eyes filled with suspicion and vigilance.

"Then can we stay for one night? We will leave early tomorrow morning." Tang Yichao sniffed and lowered his voice. The bearded man

refused without a second thought: "No, you can go back to where you came from."

"Just one night." Tang Yizhao put his hands together, his eyes red, as if he was about to cry, "Please."

The curly-haired boy in front of him had clear eyes and didn't look like a bad guy. The bearded man thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask."

Then he took out a walkie-talkie and went to talk to the side.

At this time, Tang Yizhao looked at another young man who didn't speak, as if chatting casually, and asked, "How long have you been here?"

The young man hung his head and said nothing.

"Is this your base?" Tang Yichao didn't care whether the young man answered him or not, and continued to talk to himself, "Why don't you go to Meicheng Base? It's safer there."

It seemed that a certain word touched the young man's heart. He suddenly raised his head, stared at Tang Yichao fiercely, and said word by word in a low voice: "If you want to stay overnight, I advise you not to mention the words Meicheng Base."

As soon as the voice fell, the strong man with a beard came back after the conversation, and the young man shut up.

"You can come in, but you can't bring weapons." The beard looked up and down at the Tang swords and axes in the hands of Gu Bingchen and others, "Of course, we will guarantee your safety."

"This..." Tang Yichao didn't dare to agree to this, he turned his head and glanced at Gu Bingchen.

"Okay." Gu Bingchen put on a polite smile and threw the Tang sword in his hand to the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunqi lowered his eyes, bent down, and put down the axe.

"Very good, come in." The strong man with a beard opened the door, and caught a glimpse of the gentle and quiet Chu Wanyue, and smiled, "Is there a superpower in your team?"

Tang Yichao didn't say anything at this time. This person was obviously trying to trick him. In order to avoid being tongue-tied, he should leave this matter to the boss or Sister Yueyue.

Gu Bingchen: "Of course."

The man with a beard walked in front and laughed heartily: "Yes, in this world, if you don't have superpowers, you really don't dare to go out casually."

"Oh, by the way, my name is Cui Jingping, and his name is Cui Zhan. He is a college student in our village." Cui Jingping put his arm around Cui Zhan's shoulders and smacked his lips, "But he is a little timid and doesn't like to talk."

"You are still young, I can understand." Gu Bingchen took over.

After walking for a while, Cui Jingping led them to a small bungalow. The windows were nailed shut with wooden boards, and the inside was airtight.

Cui Jingping took out the key and unlocked the door. The iron door made an unpleasant and harsh sound, and then a strong stench hit his face. He scratched his neck

and said, "I'm sorry, you guys have to stay away for a while before you come in. You can come out when the sun goes down. Don't mind?" Tang Yichao couldn't say he was dissatisfied, so he quickly said, "It's okay."

Jiang Yunqi was the last one to go in. His shoulder was bumped by Cui Zhan who was leaning against the door frame, and it seemed that someone touched his clothes.

After everyone went in, the iron door was locked with a "clang". Two different footsteps slowly walked away until they disappeared.

Tang Yichao groaned and leaned against the wall to vomit. Chu Wanyue was not in a good condition either.

"Are you okay?" Gu Bingchen pinched his nose and asked Jiang Yunqi immediately.

Jiang Yunqi had the most serious reaction at the scene, and his face turned a little pale.

As early as when the two people came over, their backpacks were put back into Gu Bingchen's space. Jiang Yunqi couldn't take out the interstellar air freshener from the space button, so he endured it the whole time.

Gu Bingchen was worried that he would be suffocated, so he put his hand in his pocket and took out a washed handkerchief from the space with the cover of his clothes: "If you don't know what to do, just cover it with the handkerchief. Don't worry, it's new."

Jiang Yunqi took the handkerchief, and his voice was a little weak: "Thank you."

There was a faint sandalwood scent on the handkerchief, which slightly alleviated the pungent stench.

After he felt less uncomfortable, he touched his pocket and found a small piece of paper inside.

On it were two words written crookedly: "Run".