Qu Lingyuan took a deep breath and forced herself not to punch his handsome face.
"Do you know what an android experiment is?" he asked in a low voice.
An Lingya was stunned for a moment, his expression becoming a little serious: "I've heard some news. What do you know?"
Qu Lingyuan smiled, her upturned phoenix eyes curved into an arc as she stared at An Lingya and said, "I'm just an experimental subject. Although I'm a man, the memory implanted was wrong. It's a woman's memory. Do you have any objections?"
"...No problem." An Lingya swallowed.
It is hard to imagine that such a peerlessly beautiful boy has the appearance of a man but the mind of a woman.
By the way, he is actually an experimental subject?
"Aren't the experimental subjects created by the military? Why do you..." An Lingya looked at Qu Lingyuan suspiciously, fearing that he had some conspiracy.
Knowing they wouldn't let go of their suspicions, Qu Lingyuan explained truthfully, "The military was too inhumane to the experimental subjects, so I escaped. I want to stay here."
An Lingya was silent.
This person is an artificial human experiment who escaped from the military. I don’t know whether the military will hunt him down. If he brings harm to the barrier, it would be a loss.
He was willing to keep this person. After all, there were not many survivors, and there was not much difference between androids and normal humans.
But there are so many people in the barrier, and although he is the leader, he cannot make decisions on behalf of the majority of people.
"What do you think?" An Lingya turned around and looked at the people following him, asking for their opinions.
"The escaped experimental subject...isn't he too dangerous?" A man frowned and looked at Qu Lingyuan, as if he was a big trouble.
Everyone's reaction was similar, and An Lingya was hesitating whether to reject him.
Qu Lingyuan raised her hand to stop him from speaking, staring at him straight in the eye, her tone steady: "I am useful, very useful to you."
An Lingya raised an eyebrow and looked at him in surprise: "What use are you?"
With a confident smile on her face, Qu Lingyuan enumerated her special features one by one: "I have a stronger physique than ordinary humans. I have been injected with antibodies, so I won't mutate even if I'm bitten or scratched by zombies. In addition..."
He paused, his arm raised, pointing at a weapon held by a man.
"That chemical flamethrower, there's no fuel."
The man holding the jet was slightly startled, looked at the weapon in his hand, and nodded: "No."
I really don't know what this young man is up to. If he has the ability to judge whether there is ammunition and fuel, it would be useless, right?
"Lend it to me." Qu Lingyuan stretched out her beautiful hand, and her white wrist seemed to reflect the sunlight, dazzling people.
No one would doubt his identity as an artificial human experiment.
In this end times, he has no scars on his body, his clothes are clean, his skin is fair, and he is raised like a nobleman.
Who else can do it?
The man holding the sprayer turned to look at An Lingya, as if seeking his advice.
"Give it to him." An Lingya's sharp eagle eyes never left Qu Lingyuan, and his thin lips, as sharp as a knife, were gently pursed together.
There's no fuel, so it's probably not dangerous.
"Thank you." Qu Lingyuan whispered thanks and took the sprayer handed to him.
It wasn't small, but it seemed to weigh very little in his hands.
With a bright smile at everyone, he jumped off the barrier and followed the iron chain closer to the zombie army under the barrier.
The hoarse roar was so painful that it stung the eardrums. Many people gradually got used to this sound while fleeing, but Qu Lingyuan was not used to it.
"He's crazy, that thing has no fuel." The man who handed the jet frowned tightly.
This boy is either a madman or a fool.
Everyone thinks so.
Qu Lingyuan hung himself firmly on the chain. The zombies below could barely touch the soles of his shoes with their arms stretched out, and had no attack power at all.
He raised the chemical flamethrower, and under the gazes of many people on the barrier, flames spurted out of his hand, licking the zombies in front of the gate and cremating them.
How to eliminate zombies?
Break the spine and blow the head off.
Other than that, cremation is the only option.
Resources in the apocalypse are too scarce, and even the military cannot use weapons and ammunition at will.
Everybody was very poor.
If you are poor, use precise shooting; if you are rich, use comprehensive firepower.
In order to save bullets, most people try their best to shoot the zombies in the head, or simply twist their heads off in close combat.
And Qu Lingyuan...a mobile arsenal, are you afraid?
"I'm sure that thing has no fuel..." The person who initially said Qu Lingyuan was stupid began to doubt his life.
"Then how do you explain this?"
"How should I know!"
Everyone on the barrier looked at each other in confusion.
Soon, a small space was cleared in front of the gate, and the unruly boy was still playing with the jet in high spirits.
He jumped off the chains and, with the fortress gate as a starting point, slowly expanded his territory outward.
"I'm also sure that the flamethrower can't hold so much fuel!" shouted the man on the rampart.
An Lingya held his chin and fell into deep thought.
The man named Qu Lingyuan was wearing thin, simple and neat clothes, so it was impossible for him to hide so much fuel on his body.
What's more, with so many eyes on him on the barrier, no one had ever seen him refuel.
It was not until a large fan-shaped open space was cleared in front of the barrier that Qu Lingyuan got tired of playing and climbed up the barrier from the chain.
Flames burn more cleanly than guns and bullets. There won't be a lot of blood and broken limbs on the ground, and all the zombies will turn into charcoal.
Zombies are dead people. Their blood will not flow and has already dried up in their bodies. If it splashes on people during a fight, it will stick to you.
Taking a bath is not an easy thing. The water resources in many places are polluted, and the water used for bathing is better used to quench thirst.
Which is more important, cleanliness or life? The answer is obvious.
"you..."
As Qu Lingyuan jumped onto the barrier, everyone except An Lingya took a few steps back.
After throwing the jet to the original person, Qu Lingyuan raised her hands and said with a smile: "I won't hurt you. I just want to tell you that I have special abilities."
"Special abilities? Fuel?" An Lingya raised his eyebrows and looked at him with curiosity.
"Not just fuel, any gun without ammunition, I can fill it up with just a touch." Qu Lingyuan generously told them about his ability.
Humans can mutate into zombies, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to evolve superpowers.
It doesn't sound very credible, and in the eyes of everyone he looks like a charlatan.
An Lingya didn't answer, but reached out to lift his clothes, wanting to see if there was any mechanism that could hide something.
Qu Lingyuan instinctively blocked his movements with her arms, her face slightly reddened: "Why are you lifting my clothes..."
An Lingya looked at the blush on his fair cheeks, completely unresponsive. His long eyebrows trembled, "We're all brothers, why are you being so shy? You're like a woman."
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