Chapter 92
Possess thinking ability, communication ability and organizational ability.
They can divide the work and cooperate to ambush, lure and encircle the enemy.
Not afraid of hunger or cold, not afraid of bullets, and no birth, old age, sickness or death.
Is this still a zombie?
It's basically the Undead Army, right?
How can we possibly defeat him?
When he was carried on the shoulders of a tall "man" and dragged away like a torn sack, instead of worrying about his own life or death, he actually had the leisure to care about the fate of all mankind.
However, he changed his mind and realized that this was not the real world, but just a game.
All the backgrounds are virtual data. The zombies killing each other and the human survivors are all NPCs. They will all be refreshed after a game ends. In fact, there is no winner or loser for any force. The only ones who truly face life and death are those few players.
He was actually a little curious about whether he was actually a legitimate player at this point. After all, he'd gotten in through the backdoor, and his actions so far couldn't really be considered participation in the game; they were more like a formality.
But if he was an NPC, he didn't understand the background story well. Wei Mingyang was the only player he met. Where were the others?
If he dies, will he be respawned, or will he be eliminated like other players?
...Is this really a better place than before?
But I didn't want to delay its kindness. At least now I am free and have the right to choose.
As his abdomen was hit by the zombies' hard bones and he was dizzy from the foul smell, he could only think of all sorts of random things to distract himself so as not to vomit.
The zombies at the beginning of the apocalypse all walked with dragging legs and slow movements like in the movies. In recent years, they have evolved more and more like normal people, and can even run faster because they have no sense of pain and can ignore many external conditions.
For example, the one he is carrying now can actually run in the snow that is as high as his calves.
What can humans use to fight back?
He was literally crestfallen, thinking, maybe the world would just end.
At this moment, a flash of white, different from the color of snow, flashed before his eyes.
His body acted before his mind, and he grabbed the bit of pure white. When he saw clearly what was happening, he broke out in a cold sweat - the small pear blossom that he had temporarily stuffed into his collar almost fell out as he was hanging upside down.
Such a spiritual little thing is naturally not just an ordinary mutant plant, but they have only known each other for less than a day, and it is difficult for him to explain his overflowing pity for the little guy.
Especially when he realized that he almost lost Xiao Lihua, the panic that instantly soaked his back with cold sweat seemed to open up some distant memories - memories that belonged to him.
He was a little confused. Did he know the little guy before?
...know a flower?
What is the difference between these small pear blossoms and thousands of other flowers?
Why did he feel such endless, overwhelming...love for the flowers when they were almost strangers?
Is it really just a flower?
Before he could figure out what was going on and find any clues about Xiao Lihua from his frosted glass-like memory, the zombie carrying him suddenly stopped, grabbed him from its shoulders like a chicken, and was about to throw him to the ground when he was stopped by a scolding.
“—Don’t be rude!”
So it was just a casual throw, then it became a slightly more serious throw - still a throw.
The sudden change in gravity and position made the human dizzy. When he regained his breath, he looked up and saw several people hanging in the room, each with a blindfold on, and their life or death was unknown.
I couldn't see the face clearly, but I recognized the clothes.
It was those team members, including Wei Mingyang, not one less.
Surrounding them and watching them were all kinds of people, some missing limbs, some with holes in their chests, all with lifeless eyes, all of them were zombies.
His heart sank.
The Yinsha family deliberately did not enter the abandoned base and was just waiting for the opportunity, but now they were caught in one fell swoop.
If the head of this family, Yinsha, really had such a high intelligence as rumored, he might want to use them as hostages to exchange for some conditions with the survivor base. Although he was pessimistic about this, putting hundreds of survivors in the base into danger for the sake of five people was not worth it even for him.
Oh my god, have zombies evolved to this point? Can they still be called the living dead? What's the difference between them and humans?
"This person isn't an ordinary human like those idiots." The person who had spoken out to stop him earlier, no, the zombie, looked at him. The other person had only one eye and showed a smile that was subjectively intended to be polite but objectively had a very gloomy effect. "He is a distinguished guest who deserves to be treated politely."
He bent his fingers to confirm that the little pear blossom in his sleeve was still safe and sound, and frowned.
This guy's words were so strange, as if they knew each other.
No, maybe he really knew her, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything now.
The one-eyed man bowed and said, "I didn't know you were coming. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I hope your Madam will forgive me."
he:"……"
What's with that weird, flowery tone? And what the hell is "Madam Lord"? Even with only one eye, you can't tell a man from a woman, right?
The one-eyed man was still grinning sinisterly: "Madam, why did you come alone? Didn't the young master come with you? Since he was born, I have never had the honor of seeing him in person. My master really wants to see him."
Who is the young master?
Who is the head of their family?
He quickly sorted out the logic in the one-eyed man's words. Since there was the "Lord's Wife", there must be the "Lord". Adding the "Young Master", it was a standard family of three.
The strange fragments that he remembered intermittently in prison, whether it was about the intimacy with men that crossed the line, or the child that he always saw vaguely in his dreams, were now connected together with the words of the one-eyed man.
...He had a child with a man?
I wouldn’t even dare to make up such an outrageous story.
The one-eyed zombie saw the human frowning, his expression showing surprise and a hint of confusion. He smiled knowingly and said, "Madam, you have indeed lost your memory, just as the rumors say."
The feeling of being spied on was not good, and what was even worse was that it seemed as if everyone else knew who he was, but he was the only one who didn't know himself.
He clenched his fists, struggling between "It's impossible to break out of so many zombies, so let's not put up a futile resistance" and "Never mind, let's just punch him twice first."
The one-eyed man was about to speak again with a smile, but when he saw someone, he immediately restrained his expression and lowered his brows.
Not only him, all the zombies watching the fun stood at attention in unison, including those without complete limbs, who also tried their best to assume a proper posture.
Their voices were not in unison, but when they shouted together, it had a quite shocking effect: "Sir."
The only human present who was still able to move turned his head and saw a zombie with eyes as red as blood and skin that was a strange silver color.
——The leader of this huge zombie army, Yinsha.
Yinsha ignored the greetings from any family members and walked straight towards the humans.
The aura of this zombie was completely different from the others. He subconsciously stepped back, but there was a wall behind him and he had nowhere to retreat.
Yinsha approached him step by step, her pupils so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
The living dead don't need to breathe, and even a large crowd of onlookers won't make any sound. Apart from the sound of a few human heartbeats, the room is as silent as a cemetery.
And this group of evil spirits is far more terrifying than those crawling out of tombstones.
Of course, his weapons were forcibly removed before he was captured. His bare hands were no match for four punches, and he himself was completely trapped in the enemy's lair.
Just when he thought he was going to die at the hands of this, this group of zombies, something happened that made everyone's eyes and jaws drop out (this was completely realistic with many zombies):
Yinsha knelt on one knee in front of him, placed his left hand on his right shoulder, performed a standard knight's salute, and bowed his head, saying, "Greetings, baby."
The voice was even gentle.
“???”
Everyone had a big question mark.
The only human was stunned, but before he could wonder, a ball of light suddenly appeared from his sleeves.
He didn't have time to think about why the flower was glowing. He subconsciously wanted to cover it to prevent the little guy inside from being discovered, but the light became brighter and brighter, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.
When I hurriedly covered my eyes and peeked through my fingers, the little pear blossom had fallen out without me knowing.
No, it is not accurate to say "fallen" because the little flower floated up on its own - or you can say it flew up.
The small flowers floated between humans and the zombie king, wandering in the gradually expanding light golden halo. They were bright and dazzling until they completely covered the petals, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
The ball of light expanded hundreds of times. It was more than just a small pear blossom. It was not impossible to say that there was a pear tree inside.
All the people, all the zombies opened their mouths wide and stared at it blankly, as if a miracle had happened.
The ball of light, originally as soft as cloud, suddenly exploded into brilliant fireworks. Before all the scattered light points disappeared before hitting the ground, something took shape from the ball of light and fell downwards.
He had no time to think, he rushed forward and opened his arms to catch the falling golden light.
No, that's not light.
It's a child.
The delicate little cub smiled brightly, his dimples filled with the sweetest syrup in the world: "Uncle Daddy!"
He kept talking about his grievances and acting coquettishly: "Baby, I can finally see you. Hug me!"
The human who was happy to get a new name and a new cub: "......?"
Wait.
Who are you?
In the moment he was stunned, the little cub was picked up and taken away from behind by a pair of big hands.
The Zombie King lifted the little guy high up and turned him around as if he had received instructions from God.
Every time he turned a step, the zombies he faced would kneel down and worship him, as pious as humans, or perhaps so pious that they didn't seem like humans.
Li Jue didn't know what they were doing, but he always liked it. He was not afraid of the cold and ferocious zombie king: "Are you the new brother here?"
Yinsha looked at him almost reverently, his handsome face distorted with excitement. His voice was rapid, yet he tried to control himself so as not to scare the child. "Are you, the system...?"
"Yes!" Li Juenai's golden eyes curved into small crescents, "Of course it's my son!"
As soon as these words came out, whispers suddenly rang out around them:
——Did you hear that?
—He said he was...
——I have been waiting for...
——It turns out it’s so small.
——He is coming, really coming!
The one-eyed man shed tears of blood, his voice trembling:
"Great, it's the baby, we're saved!"
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