Doomsday Garbage Sorting System

"stop!"

Just when Li Yichen was about to summon Tianya, the director suddenly yelled, which not only made the soldier stop, but also made Li Yichen temporarily dispel the idea of ​​violently hurting others.

"Did you hear his voice just now?"

The director stepped forward and pushed the soldier away, staring at Li Yichen:

"It's not an angry growl, I've never heard that from a licker!"

Seeing the director approaching, Li Yichen was afraid of being spotted, so he shrank back in the cage until he retreated into a corner...

"It's afraid! Did you see it? When zombies become wise, they actually know how to be afraid!!"

The director's voice was very excited, because even among the intelligent zombies they created by combining their brains with other zombies, none of them showed fear. The only emotion they could express was anger.

This is the first time he has seen a zombie that can be scared. For a fanatic like him who specializes in studying zombies, the licker in front of him is the most precious creature in the world.

He wants to create zombies with human intelligence, but so far, although the zombies he has created have certain intelligence, they always have defects of one kind or another, and the control of those zombies can only be achieved by using a special instrument. Can.

This kind of intelligent zombie is not what he wants at all. The zombie he wants can be directly controlled without any equipment, just like the pets raised by humans before, because what their plan needs is that. zombies.

Now, if the zombie in front of him is afraid, then he may be happy, sad, and excited. This is the real zombie that is close to human beings! !
"Everyone be quiet! Put down the weapon, we have to show kindness to it, it is now like a child, a child who has lost his parents and is terrified in his heart."

The director stretched out his hands and made a downward movement towards the sides:

"If we can show kindness to it at this time, it may accept us and rely on us. We will have a zombie king who can control the zombie tide and directly obey our orders!"

"Quick! Bring a human limb, it must be hungry, we need to feed it!"

The director turned his head and shouted at a soldier.

"Human limbs? Whose?"

The soldier was taken aback!
"I don't care whose it is? As long as it's fresh, you can take yours if you like! Go!"

The director shouted impatiently.

"Yes!"

The soldier quickly saluted, then ran out to a nearby cell, randomly picked out one of the survivors who were imprisoned for experimentation, and brought it to the director's laboratory.

"and many more!"

Seeing the soldier pull out his knife to cut off the survivor's arm, the director suddenly stopped him, then looked at the survivor and said:

"Listen, we have a very special zombie here. We want to feed you to it. You have two choices now. One is that we just cut off your limbs from you and feed him piece by piece. , and the other..."

The director pointed to Li Yichen inside the cage:

"You can go over and give it your hand. It is a special zombie with the intelligence of a five-year-old human child. It is very scared now. If you behave kindly and let it accept you, maybe it won't Hurt you! Which one are you going to choose?"

The survivor looked desperate, but he didn't beg, because he knew that begging was useless in front of these demons. Since he said these two options, he had to choose one.

Looking at the lickers in the cage, the survivor swallowed, and then walked forward slowly, with a smile uglier than crying at the same time, he tried his best to look friendly, but the inner Fear made his face look a little hideous.

Seeing that this person seemed to have chosen the latter, the director waved at a soldier next to him. The soldier stepped forward and pressed a corner of the cage, and a fist-sized window suddenly appeared in front of the cage. .

After opening the window, the warrior backed away quickly, not wanting to be entangled in the licker's tongue.

"Um... hi!"

As the survivor approached the cage, he waved to Li Yichen and said:
"Hello! I...my name is Shi Lei. I am 47 years old. Before you guys showed up...I was a student and still in school. My father is a doctor and my mother is a nurse!"

The closer he was to the cage, the more violently the survivor trembled, but when he talked about his parents, he seemed to calm down a lot, and there was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

"On the day you showed up, my parents were rescuing a patient. They didn't know that it was not a patient, but..."

The survivor came to the edge of the cage, stretched out his hands and pressed the cage:
"Then, they were all bitten. Because my mother was protected by my father, the injury was relatively light, and my father died on the spot. Later, my mother saw him get up again and attack others, so she knew I don't have long to live."

"She called me, told me about the situation, and asked me to protect myself. The phone call didn't last long, and she didn't even say goodbye to me. In the end, what came from the microphone was just a... …It sounds like a strange roar to me!"

"I was on an outing at the time. I escaped the catastrophe because I was not in the city, and then I have been hiding in Tibet. I have lived until now. In fact, I don't blame you, because I know that you don't have your own consciousness..."

"Fart! It has a mind of its own!"

Originally, after hearing this person's words, the director seemed to remember the end of the world, so he listened quietly, and even waved his hand to signal a soldier who was about to step forward not to interrupt him.

But when he heard this sentence, the director roared, and he shouted loudly:

"Don't you see that it's scared now? Put your hands in it quickly, or I'll just stuff your head into this cage, and you can have a good time with it!"

Hearing the director's words, Shi Lei swallowed heavily, then gritted his teeth and put his hand into the window of the cage, staring at Li Yichen, and softly repeated:

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, I don't blame you..."

Li Yichen looked at his trembling hand, turned his head to the left and right, and then slowly crawled forward...