When Gu Nanzhi heard the old chief mention "grass", his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I want that grass!"

She almost subconsciously turned her head and looked at Xie Zhenting, and said in a deep voice: "Send a message back and ask them to send a botanist over! I need their help!"

Xie Zhenting nodded when he heard this, turned around and gave the order.

Gu Nanzhi turned around and looked at the old chief again: "What did your tribe do afterwards?"

Although she asked this, she already had a guess in her heart!

A tribe with a compressed living space has mastered the method of making a killing machine. The evil of human nature will be completely aroused...

“Our ancestors gave that grass to everyone bitten by someone who was sick!”

The old chief's voice came again.

There have been many people in their tribe who have fallen ill, and they know that even those who have fallen ill are afraid of fire!

They used that grass to intensify the illness of their tribesmen, and then used fire to guide them to attack the tribe that occupied their territory!

The walking dead who are not afraid of pain are the most powerful weapons in war!

Their ancestors quickly took back the land, but this also caused more and more zombies on the Eguasque Mountains, so many that even their survival was threatened...

It's like a vicious cycle!

Without zombies, they can't defend their territory!

With more zombies, their living space will be compressed again!

And this tribe keeps repeating this vicious cycle in the Ecuadorian mountains. It's not that they haven't thought about completely eliminating the appearance of zombies, but...

Useless!

They don’t know that prions come from cannibalism, and they won’t change their tribal customs that have been passed down!

Even if they kill all the zombies, new zombies will soon be born in their group!

When the old chief finished speaking, his red eyes were filled with despair!

"We are the ones cursed by the gods! The gods have abandoned us, what can we do?"

Tied to a tree, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "We just want to survive! We just want to survive! Why do gods abandon us? Why do outsiders bully us?"

"Those who bully us should die! They should be cursed by the gods just like us!"

"Haha! Let's die together! Let's go to hell together!"

“…”

Seeing the old chief's almost crazy look, Gu Nanzhi sighed, glanced at the old, weak, women and children who were tied up not far away and said, "But your tribe shouldn't have so many people. Where did the zombies on Mount Egua come from?"

They have already encountered zombies.

But although the zombies' faces were as pale as if covered with a layer of white frost, one could vaguely tell that they were very young!

"It was tricked! We tricked it!"

Hearing this, the old chief laughed and said, "The rain forest has become more and more chaotic in recent years. Many people have poured into the rain forest, and many people want to enter the Eguasque Mountains!"

"Egua Mountain is our tribe's territory, no one can take it away!"

"But we only have so many young and strong people in our tribe... Once they are used up, we will be left with no one to resist those foreign invaders. What will we do?"

They began to lure people from the mountain down into the mountains...

Then, lock them up with the zombies!

They artificially created a lot of zombies. Once outsiders entered the Ecuadorian mountains, they would feed them that kind of grass to make them sick, and then release them...

Because of this, before Gu Nanzhi and his party entered Mount Egua, everyone who entered Mount Egua, whether with good intentions or bad intentions, would not escape the fate of death!

Because as long as they don't die, they will be turned into killing machines by this tribe!

The rumor that Mount Egua is a cursed place is becoming more and more prevalent!

After learning the origin of the Eguashan zombies, Gu Nanzhi was silent for a moment and let out a long sigh.

There must be something pitiful about a hateful person, but...

The people of this tribe in Eguassan are bad to the core!

They now even talk about turning people into zombies all the time, even the children!

Such a tribe, even if it has not yet perished, is not far from extinction!

Putting these thoughts aside, Gu Nanzhi asked the old chief about the smell of that grass, which grew in a small valley in the Eguas Mountains...

After learning about the location and growth habits of the grass, Gu Nanzhi immediately handed the person over to Xie Zhenting!

After Xie Zhenting interrogated the old chief, he learned that most of the zombies on the mountain had been killed by them, and the only ones left were those who had not fallen ill and were imprisoned by the tribe!

“Hundreds of people!”

"They are imprisoning hundreds of people who are infected with the virus but have not yet developed the disease!"

After learning the exact number of people, Nan Wenyuan and others were dumbfounded.

These people are cruel because of this!

They detain those who are infected with the virus and raise them like dogs. When they are needed to charge into battle, they release them to fight!

When they let them out, they would also cover them with the juice of that grass!

People attacked by zombies will quickly become sick!

"Demons! They are demons!"

Vic pointed at the old chief, rushed to the group of old, weak, women and children, and started beating and kicking them: "I used to be active near Mount Egua, and there were many tribes near Mount Egua at that time!"

"Totaling the population, there are at least several thousand, if not tens of thousands. However, the number of tribes at the foot of the Ecuadorian mountain has been decreasing over the years, and many people have disappeared inexplicably!"

“It turns out they all died on Mount Egua!”

"So that's how the corpses all over the Egua Mountains came about!"

"You are devils! Complete devils! You shouldn't be alive!"

As he spoke, Vic picked up a rock and wanted to throw it at the old, weak, women and children, but...

Nan Wenyuan reached out to stop him.

"My master wants the grass they mentioned. These people cannot die until we find the grass and thoroughly understand its growth habits!"

Hearing this, Gu Nanzhi nodded: "That's right, but..."

As he spoke, Gu Nanzhi turned his head and looked at the elderly, the weak, women and children.

The old chief tied to the tree and the child who bit Xie Zhenting both had that green substance on their bodies. This proved that the old chief and the child, at least, did not carry prions, otherwise they would have been sick long ago!

But others...

Not necessarily!

"Search! Search the old man to see if there is any green stuff on him, and then..."

Thinking of this, Gu Nanzhi's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Use it on all of them!"

In the Eguasque Mountains where zombies are everywhere, the possibility of being protected from zombies is very small. Even if the people of this tribe have mastered the method of creating zombies, no matter how good the protection is, there will be omissions...

As soon as Gu Nanzhi said this, Nan Wenyuan and others immediately took action.

As expected, the old chief had a bottle of green stuff hidden on him!

The faces of the old, weak, women and children tied to the ground all changed drastically when they saw the bottle...

"No!"

“Don’t come over here!”