Chapter 509: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 24
Song Lan was holding a bucket of instant noodles with a look of surprise:
"Me... too?"
They met by chance, and saving her was already the most she could do.
Jing Che tore open a bucket of pickled mustard greens and squeezed the seasoning packet:
"If she's willing to give it to you, just keep it."
Song Lan lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you."
Several people came to a nearby gas station to refuel their car. Before they got close to the lounge, a short-haired man in employee uniform yelled at them through the glass door.
Jing Che: "It's probably the employees who didn't have time to escape."
"The door is locked. They are locked up here." Tang Sui is a detail-oriented person.
It is likely that an employee was bitten by a zombie, and after the others ran out of the house, they became scared and locked the remaining employees and the zombies in the house.
Jing Che leaned against the glass window, quietly looking at the zombies in the room.
Zombies can't open doors and can only bang on the glass. It looks scary, but it won't cause any substantial harm to him.
He carefully observed the zombie's eyes and fangs, and poked them through the glass.
“Ahhhh…!”
The group of zombies became noticeably more excited.
Quan Jiu: "Try your special abilities."
The zombies in front of him had no attacking ability, making them perfect targets for training.
Jing Che rubbed his hands excitedly and stared at the zombies intently. The next second, everyone saw a big iron hammer on the ground inside the house suddenly move out of thin air and dragged slowly on the ground.
“No, no, no…”
The young man was sweating profusely and waved his hands. As he relaxed, the upright hammer fell to the ground with a clatter, causing a group of zombies to howl excitedly.
Tang Sui's pupils narrowed slightly as he stared intently at the zombie, but to his dismay, the zombie didn't react at all.
Quan Jiu comforted him, "Strictly speaking, zombies no longer have human consciousness, so it's normal that they can't be controlled by mental power."
Tang Sui nodded, not feeling discouraged.
She can't control the zombies, but she can save the country in a roundabout way and control humans to fight against the zombies.
"Where are your powers?"
Quan Jiu stared curiously at the silly rabbit squatting on the ground.
The man stretched out a finger and poked the glass.
And across the wall was the bloody mouth of a zombie.
Long Yan remained silent. Before long, everyone noticed that the hammer that had fallen to the ground suddenly began to twist, deform, and even melt...
In the end, only a pool of molten iron remained.
Jing Che looked at this scene in shock: "What kind of supernatural power is this? Dissolution?"
Everything is not over yet, the scene in the house is still changing.
All the metal furniture was melted into molten iron, the molten iron was cast into embryos, and then carved into human statues.
"Isn't this my sister?"
Jing Che exclaimed, pointing at the little man made of molten iron.
The figurine's facial features are carved out, and although they are not very detailed, its appearance can still be recognized.
Quan Jiu stared at Long Yan curiously: "Is your ability to control metal?"
Metal products become soft clay in his hands.
But in the original owner’s memory, wasn’t Long Yan a person with ice and fire abilities?
She muttered quietly, "How come after doing it again, everyone's abilities have changed..."
Long Yan nodded obediently: "Yes."
As an ordinary person, Song Lan was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't recover for a long time.
"Is this... a superpower?"
After all, she had read a few apocalyptic novels, and as a young person, she had a strong ability to accept new things.
Quan Jiu hummed, filled up the car with gas, and was about to get in the car and leave when he heard a slight sound coming from the room where the zombies were locked up.
“Pah.”
It was like something was thrown on the floor.
Long Yan stared at the glass window with a defensive look on his face: "Someone is there."
Quan Jiufeng narrowed his eyes slightly.
Locked up with a bunch of zombies, and yet he’s still alive?
She took a step forward, intending to observe the situation in the room, but heard another "click" sound.
This time she saw clearly that it was a small stone that hit the glass.
Behind the glass door is the service hall of the gas station, and next to the front desk of the hall is a lounge with a closed door.
Quan Jiu said with certainty: "The person is inside."
Jing Che showed a hint of understanding: "So he is asking for help?"
"Um."
Tang Sui held his chin up and looked up at Quan Jiu's chin: "Sister, do you want to save someone?"
Quan Jiu: "It's not hard at all."
More importantly, she had been keeping an eye on the situation inside the room, and the door of the lounge had never been opened. So, where did the pebble come from?
She kicked the dazed silver-haired boy:
"Open the door and clear the area."
Jing Che pointed at his nose: "I clear the place?"
There are seven or eight zombies here. How can he handle it all by himself?
"Isn't there another helper?" Quan Jiu raised his chin and pointed at Long Yan.
Jing Che gritted his teeth: "Alright."
It's a good time to try out his special abilities.
The young man opened the door with a fearless attitude, but before he could attack, bullets pierced the zombies' eyebrows, and the zombies fell down in rows.
He turned around in surprise and saw the usually gentle and weak Long Yan with a soft and cute face standing next to Quan Jiu, saying calmly:
"We're done, let's go."
Jing Che: “…”
In comparison, he felt that his own abilities were nothing.
"The zombies are gone, come out." Quan Jiu knocked on the door.
With a click, a crack appeared in the door.
A head of gray hair poked out.
No one expected that the person hiding in the house was an elderly man.
After the old man came out, he immediately thanked me, looking bored and very weak.
Quan Jiu entered the lounge. The windows in the lounge had been blocked from the inside. She pushed away the obstruction and opened the window.
There is a large green field outside the window.
“There are vegetables in the fields!”
Jing Che looked excitedly at the farmland not far away.
"Let's go! Pick them!"
He pulled Long Yan into the ground.
Long Yan was dragged away and looked back at her reluctantly.
Quan Jiu nodded, and he was forced to turn around and walk towards the field with Jing Che.
Quan Jiu accompanied Song Lan, and Tang Sui stayed in the room. When she accidentally glanced at the half-eaten lettuce on the table, she narrowed her eyes and said.
"Grandpa, how long have you been trapped here?"
The old man looked depressed, fiddling with his phone, absent-minded:
"Four or five days..."
Quan Jiu drummed his fingertips on the table.
wrong.
These vegetables were obviously freshly picked, with moist soil still on their roots. If they were picked four or five days ago, the soil on the roots would have dried up.
Tang Sui looked at her and obviously discovered the problem.
The little girl tilted her head back and asked crisply, "Grandpa, are you the only one here?"
The old man's attitude towards the little girl was obviously more kind:
"Well, on the day of the accident, I ran fast and got into this room ahead of time and locked myself in."
At that time, there were also zombies outside the window, knocking on the glass, so he had to block the window with something.
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