Who spoiled me like this [End Times]

Luo Yinbing didn't want to waste any more time, so the method of the competition was set as the most trouble-free brawl. The moment he gave the order, all six zombies went into battle.

Luo Yinbing watched from the sidelines for a while, evaluating the abilities of the zombies and the combat abilities of different types of elemental abilities. Although the battle was still in focus, he had already deduced the result in his mind.

Then Luo Yinbing drooped her eyelashes and thought for a moment, then turned around and returned to the room.

He found another set of clothes, which were a little too big for him, but they fit the winner's figure. He also took out a pair of silver thin-rimmed glasses from the bedside, which used to be his glasses, but won After recovering his ability, his vision also returned to normal. At this time, he just gave the winning zombie to help the opponent cover the pair of scarlet eyes.

As for whether the [-]-degree glasses would affect the zombie's eyesight, Luo Yinbing remembered that the researcher in the Yancheng Safe Zone said that zombies see things differently from living people, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

In the end, Luo Yinbing hesitated for a moment, and took out a velvet box from the innermost part of the bedside table. He opened the box, and there was a beautifully shaped silver cross inside.

Luo Yinbing took out the cross, stared at it for a moment, and then pushed with two fingers, the silver shell was removed like a scabbard, revealing the small but sharp blade inside, and the cross turned into a miniature knife.

This cross was a gift of unknown origin, but Luo Yinbing had a vague guess about the identity of the giver, and subconsciously believed that this thing was actually very important, so he kept it with him all the time.

When he was packing his luggage just now, he thought about whether to bring the cross, but he didn't make a decision until now.

Luo Yinbing closed the cross, wrapped the rope tied with the cross around his wrist twice, and lowered his arm.

The cross hangs down in the middle of the back of his hand, the entangled black string and the silver glow of the cross cling to his pale skin, revealing a holy but also monstrous beauty.

Luo Yinbing walked to the door again, the fight outside the door was over, the winner did not exceed his expectations, it was a young man in his 20s, his hair was dyed platinum blond, and he was handsome, which usually would The unorthodox hair color makes his skin white and handsome.

He was about the same height as Luo Yinbing, but his figure was stronger. Before the apocalypse, he could be included in the camp of male gods, but at this moment, his platinum-blond hair was gray, his cheeks were full of dust, and his scarlet eyes were straight. Looking at Luo Yinbing, his eyes were empty and dull.

Generally speaking, this is an eye-catching zombie. As for the disgraced problem, which can be solved later, Luo Yinbing is quite satisfied, and then examined the zombie's abilities.

He is a water-type supernatural being, and he has already touched the second-level threshold. No wonder his complexion is not so gray, but not much different from normal humans. Luo Yinbing feels more and more satisfied when he thinks of the importance and scarcity of clean water resources after the end of the world .

He disbanded the other zombies that were beaten with missing arms and legs, and then manipulated the water-type zombies into the bathroom. This time, he didn't bother to release the water. The water-type zombies waved their hands lightly, and the bathtub was already filled with clean water.

As for the temperature of the water, Luo Yinbing didn't care. He manipulated the water-type zombies to slam into the bathtub with a bang, threw the clothes he had just found into the bathroom, and then closed the door. He sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the corners of the cross with his fingertips, Waiting patiently.

After a while, a clean and tidy zombie came out. He was wearing the hoodie and trousers given by Luo Yinbing, and his own Martin boots on his feet. The clothes covered the wounds on his body that could not heal. After he put on his glasses, He looked like an ordinary person with special eyes.

Luo Yinbing inspected the goods with satisfaction, raised her chin lazily, and motioned for the other party to carry the bag.

The zombie's pace was still a little stiff, and he walked to the side of the travel bag in a few steps, carrying the backpack strap, but clumsy, unable to carry the bag on his back for a long time.

Luo Yinbing began to want to return the goods.

But after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find a more desirable zombie, so he flicked his wrist lightly, held the cross, and took off the sheath to reveal the blade.

Luo Yinbing stood up and waved to the zombie. The zombie, who had no idea that he was being rejected, put down his bag and walked towards Luo Yinbing. When he lifted his foot, he almost tripped over the strap of his backpack.

After the zombie staggered to the side, Luo Yinbing motioned for him to lower his body, and the zombie knelt down on one knee like a knight's salute, looking up at Luo Yinbing.

Luo Yinbing pinched the cross knife with two fingers, and gently wiped it, drawing a wound on his palm.

The blood gushed out, and the smell of fishy sweetness permeated the air. The pupils of the upturned zombie suddenly shrank, its throat surged, and it opened its mouth unconsciously, swallowing all the dripping blood into its mouth.

After only a few seconds, the wound on Luo Yinbing's palm had healed. He wiped off the remaining blood and looked down at the changes in the zombies.

The zombie's expression was fascinated, as if he had just swallowed some peerless delicacy, then he trembled all over, seemed to be in pain and excited, and his slightly gray complexion changed again, becoming undetectable to ordinary people unless he looked carefully. He raised his hand, and water droplets condensed from his fingertips. The water droplets suddenly condensed into ice crystals, and then turned into steam, changing back and forth.

After a long while, the changes in the water droplets finally stopped, and a little light appeared in the zombie's empty eyes.

After drinking Luo Yinbing's blood, he actually broke through the advanced threshold and became a second-level zombie.

Luo Yinbing's expression was indifferent, he had expected this result, and asked, "Name?"

The zombie looked at Luo Yinbing with unconditional loyalty in his eyes. His throat trembled and he spit out two syllables. His voice was dry and tight because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Wu Fei."

Luo Yinbing nodded: "Wu Fei." Then he ordered flatly: "Go and carry the bag."

The second-order zombies are no longer completely ignorant. Although they still lack the ability to think, they can already do some simple things. Wu Fei nodded devoutly, and carried the huge travel bag on his back, looking serious as if he was doing something. matter of life.

Luo Yinbing took Wu Fei and left his lounge.

His next stop was another laboratory. According to the memories of his previous life, the four main researchers in the Northwest Research Institute had three different research directions.

Among them, He Qifang cooperated with Qiu Mingzhang to study the evolution of the zombie virus on the human body. Later, they really came up with the results. With the help of the substances extracted from Luo Yinbing's body, they can create supernatural beings in the general direction, and can also promote supernatural powers. Evolution of the capable.

Dong Jiajun mainly conducts animal experiments. He believes that human beings are not controllable enough, and it is safer to create animals with abilities than to create people with abilities.

The last one is Yuan Suyun, who mainly conducts experiments in the direction of plant evolution for similar reasons as Dong Jiajun.

Among these two people, Dong Jiajun finally created animals with supernatural powers, but he was unable to control the animal's actions, and finally died from the virus infected by his own experimental product. Yuan Suyun's experiment seemed to fail completely, until zombie plants began to appear in nature. , he still didn't get any results.

But Luo Yinbing knew that was not the case. When he inadvertently used his supernatural ability in his previous life, he discovered the existence of a consciousness. That consciousness did not belong to any human beings, but it was tiny but rational. Only later did he realize that it was the seed cultivated by Yuan Suyun. consciousness.

Yuan Suyun has long cultivated the seeds of consciousness, but he is not a person with supernatural powers in the brain domain, and cannot communicate with the consciousness of the seeds. In the end, he wasted several years and still failed to harvest any research results.

But now, Luo Yinbing decided to accept those seeds with a smile.

He took Wu Fei around a few turns, and a laboratory came into view. Luo Yinbing ordered Wu Fei to guard outside, and entered alone. There were countless kinds of seeds in the laboratory. Luo Yinbing had no time to break them down. He took a palm-sized cloth bag, poured all the seeds into it, and tightened the mouth of the cloth bag.

Those seeds were stored carefully and cared for on weekdays, but when they were suddenly treated roughly, Luo Yinbing heard a few weak whimpers. His slender fingertips squeezed the bag, and lost some consciousness. The seeds in the bag Immediately deterred, he quietly pretended to be an ordinary seed.

Luo Yinbing threw the cloth bag into the satchel, turned his thoughts, and suddenly remembered that Yuan Suyun's legs were sick and he walked with a limp, so he often used walking sticks, and even had the habit of collecting walking sticks, which could solve Luo Yinbing's current problems , his right knee was in pain all the time, maybe it would be better with the support of a walking stick.

Luo Yinbing turned a corner and walked towards Yuan Suyun's office next to him. The door of the office was locked. Luo Yinbing raised his finger, and Wu Fei condensed an ice blade to hit the door lock in coordination.

After a series of violent breaks with ice blades, the door lock came loose, and Wu Fei kicked it violently. The door shook a few times, and was finally kicked open.

Wu Fei's rough actions raised a little dust. Luo Yinbing covered his mouth and nose and coughed. Wu Fei had just recovered his weak thinking ability, and he couldn't think about the problem of dust. Luo Yinbing didn't say anything. walked in.

This was the first time he came to Yuan Suyun's office. As soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by the wall, which was full of dozens of walking sticks.

Luo Yinbing glanced over and caught one of them, so Wu Fei stepped forward to take it off, washed it with water and gave it to Luo Yinbing.

It was a pure black cane with silver patterns on the grip. It looked simple and beautiful, and the length was just right. Luo Yinbing waved it lightly and found that the weight was also very comfortable. He nodded in satisfaction, and left with the cane Room.

So far, there are only the last two items on his to-do list, food and spiritual food.

The so-called spiritual food actually refers to Yuanjing, which is the energy body in the brains of zombies and supernatural beings. The supernatural beings in the previous life discovered that absorbing the energy in Yuanjing is beneficial to practice, so Yuanjing is the common currency in the last days.

Right now, the Northwest Research Institute is like a gold mine, dead zombies and supernatural beings are everywhere, and they can get wealth by cutting their brains open.

But of course Luo Yinbing, a fastidious man with a cane, would not do such things as cutting the head and turning the brain. He only needs to give an order, and countless zombies will do it for him.

And he walked unhurriedly towards the final destination.