I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Zhuolin didn't care about the bewildered-looking crowd around him, he hurriedly put Jing Xing on his back, and ran towards the house with an expression as if he wanted to cut Jing Xing into pieces.

"Damn it, if you dare to do something, I will leave later. I will kill all the zombies in this world by myself and I won't stay here with you."

Jiang Chulou stared dumbfounded at the two going away, for a moment he didn't know whether to be shocked by Ye Zhuolin's "outrageous words" or puzzled by Jing Xing's coma.

Jing Xing has always been a godlike existence in the Ruined Base. Jiang Chulou entered the base a year earlier than Jing Xing, and he still remembers Jing Xing's appearance when he first came here.

The young man was dressed in a simple snow blue robe, with a handsome but immature appearance, making one think that he was an ignorant young master who escaped from a wealthy family to play, but at that time, Jing Xing had an innocent face and behaved well But it doesn't look like a teenager at all.

That pure withdrawal seemed to hide decades of vicissitudes in his eyes, making people discover his depth that did not fit his age group. However, after Jing Xing entered the base, he looked gentle and refined, but when the tide of zombies came, the gentleman would Only then can it be replaced by imperceptible ruthlessness.

At that time, Jing Xing said: "I will stay here for ten years, waiting for someone to appear."

After entering the ruined base, the ranks were determined by combat power. It was the early days of the end of the world, and a complete order had not yet been established. Jing Xing forcibly came out of the sea of ​​blood, stepping up to the pinnacle of his status step by step.

Jiang Chulou and Jing Xing are both His Highnesses of the tenth rank, but almost everyone in the Eastern District knows that the reason His Highness Jing and His Highness Jiang are about the same in combat power is simply because His Highness Jing doesn't take much action.

He is the existence that should stand firm in this base, and it will last for several years.

But now he's down.

Ye Zhuolin didn't know how brilliant Jing Xing's past was. After all, Jing Xing was brilliant in every world. He just noticed the difference in the eyes of the people around him, and it was enough to understand that Jing Xing was an absolutely powerful existence in this world, so that he fell into a coma. The appearance of the time is simply enough to be recorded in the history books.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more distressed he became. Jing Ye's protective cover was indestructible, and the disordered breath could be adjusted by himself. Jing Xing was worried about the possibility of an accident, so he wanted to help him adjust his breath even if he was bitten back.

Stupid.

Ye Zhuolin carried Jing Xing back to the living room, probed his forehead, and found that it was hot, and couldn't care less about getting angry, he hurriedly brought back a basin of cold water, and just put the basin on the ground, Jing Xing was there Shi Youyou woke up: "Are you... all right?"

Ye Zhuolin was stunned for a moment, his heartache made him want to scold him, so he could only hum softly and pretend not to care: "It's you lying there, you ask me if I'm okay?"

"I just got a backlash, and you came out of the zombie wave." Jing Xing stared at him, "I'm afraid you'll be infected."

"I was neither caught nor bitten." Ye Zhuolin put the wet towel on his forehead.

"It's not that simple." Jing Xing laughed, and glanced behind Ye Zhuolin, "This world has been infested by zombies for 12 years. From your point of view, apart from being ugly, those zombies are ugly and have pointed teeth. Sharp hands, the rest seem to have no characteristics, and they are not a threat in the hands of people in the Eastern District, but they have existed for 12 years, and no one can do anything to them. Brother Ye, you are a smart person, you should know why."

No matter how smart Ye Zhuolin is, he has no experience in fighting zombies. After thinking about it, he only thought of one possibility: "The contagion is too strong, and the speed of extermination cannot keep up with the speed of infection."

"A little bit, but not all."

Ye Zhuolin heard the voice, turned around, and saw Jiang Chulou appeared behind him at some time, holding a basket of apples in his hand, and said quietly, "It's because they can mutate at any time, which makes people caught off guard."

"Mutation?" Ye Zhuolin heard this word for the first time, "What do you mean, zombies can still sublimate?"

Jiang Chulou: "..."

After a while of silence, the two suddenly found that the elegant word "sublimation" didn't seem to have any sense of disobedience.

Because it is true that every time it mutates, its whole fucking shape changes.

From 12 years ago, the group of zombies walked as slowly as snails, to now they are walking like flying, and there are even signs of flying over eaves and walls.However, this change is accompanied by the gradual weakening of the minions of the zombies.

In fact, today's zombies are not bad, but the zombies in the past are really ghostly.

But no one knows what the next mutation will bring.Jing Xing had already witnessed an accident, so he never wanted another accident to happen.

As a sick patient, Jing Xing lay quietly on the bed and became his beautiful man. Jiang Chulou could only explain to Ye Zhuolin what the mutation was. At the end, Ye Zhuolin threw out a sentence lightly.

"Transformation? That, is that what mutation means?" Ye Zhuolin rubbed his nose, "I can feel my supernatural ability, it seems to be the action of controlling living things. Are zombies considered living things?"

"..."

Jiang Chulou's beautiful face immediately froze into a ruined wall in the depths of the wind and sand: "What the hell?"

Jing Xing sat up in shock while dying, and directly threw the towel off his forehead: "Zombies are living dead, can you control the movements of zombies?"

"If you're free...try it?" Ye Zhuolin picked up the towel on the ground, "You, why are you excited, lie back."

Jing Xing obediently covered the quilt.

Jiang Chulou stood aside, feeling that it was not appropriate for him to stay here any longer, and then asked a few words about Jing Xing's physical condition, expressed his worry, and then turned and left.

The outsider disappeared, and Ye Zhuolin finally stopped putting on a good face, and immediately turned into a debt-collecting bully: "Do you have anything to argue about?"

Jing Xing directly saw through Ye Zhuolin's angry yet distressed nature, chuckled lightly and said, "There's no sophistry, I'm just worried about you, afraid that you will have another accident."

"Tell me not to use spells all day long, and I will be backlashed, but you can use it vigorously." Ye Zhuolin snorted softly, pretending to leave, "Since I wake up, I'm fine, so I'll go out and continue beating zombies." .”

"return."

Ye Zhuolin raised his eyebrows, but when he turned around, he regained that look of disdain: "Why?"

"Put the sword on." Jing Xing turned his back and wrapped the quilt around him.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

"Also, there are no zombies to fight you right now. If you have this spare time, you might as well find a place where no one is around and let Taotao out to get some air. It is about to transform into a human form."

"Human form?" This kind of thing is obviously beyond cognition, Ye Zhuolin was stunned for a moment, and combined with all kinds of fancy things, he felt that this seemed not surprising, "Got it, go to sleep."

Jing Xing sighed and smiled: "By the way, in two days, Jiangchulou will send people to Wanghe Mountain to pick up the local residents. If you want to try the supernatural power, you can go and let Jiangchulou protect you." Just fine."

However, after saying this, Jing Xing overturned his plan: "Oh, forget it, I'll go out with you when I'm free."

However, Ye Zhuolin's focus is a bit skewed: "Take the local residents? No, there are still people in this troubled world?"

"The attack of the zombies is like burning the plains. It is slow but has a wide range. As long as there are people nearby, it will always be affected."

What Jing Xing didn't say was that in fact, every time this kind of pick-up was equivalent to an adventure, because once encountering a crowd of zombies, it would be a big battle, and there would always be old and weak women and children among the crowd who picked them up, and they were distracted to protect them. Come on, casualties are inevitable.

In the last days, survival is paramount, and human life is the most important thing. Especially for people above the sixth level in the Eastern District, casualties are huge losses, and they also increase the probability of uncertain factors.

No one knows what will happen if a person with supernatural powers becomes a zombie.

But fortunately, so far no one with supernatural powers has been successfully infected into a zombie, because the ruined base has already had an unwritten cruel rule: once a person above level [-] is infected, he must be killed on the spot and the corpse will be destroyed.

Ye Zhuolin didn't think so much for the time being, after all, he didn't stay here for long, what he thinks most now is to try his own abilities, everyone has curiosity, General Fengzhi is no exception.

"In two days, I'll follow Jiangchulou. I can't rely on you for everything. I'm not a waste. If anything happens, I'll tell you directly."

Jing Xing was worried from the bottom of his heart, but it was even more impossible for him to force Ye Zhuolin to tie him by his side. Ye Zhuolin was not a waste and had the right to act alone.

I remember a long time ago, Ye Zhuolin once said to him: If you like each other, you have to respect each other.

In the end, Jing Xing didn't refuse, but just babbled a lot of precautions like an old woman. Ye Zhuolin listened patiently at first, but his smile gradually disappeared as he listened: "I know, I know, I'll contact you whenever I have something Okay? No matter how big the matter is, it will be two days later, and I haven't bothered with you about the backlash of the spell."

"..."

The topic of Ye Zhuolin changed so much that it can be said that the eighteen bends of the mountain road directly let Jing Xing realize that there is another village, but this village is very fucked up, Jing Xing wrapped the quilt around his body again, after thinking about it, he chose to face it directly difficulty.

He raised his chin and looked at Ye Zhuolin with a mysterious look: "Come here with your ear, and I will tell you why I used spells at that time."

Jing Xing seemed to be talking nonsense, but his stunned expression made Ye Zhuolin feel that "there is something more hidden in this matter", Ye Zhuolin couldn't hold back, and still lowered his head: "Speaking of which There is no one, why do you have to be so mysterious? This is nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Xing raised his head suddenly, and gently traced Ye Zhuolin's auricle with his lips. Down.

Ye Zhuolin's face turned red in an instant, like... a good woman who was being molested: "You motherfucker... you still use your hands when you say something?"

"Telling you the reason is secondary." Jing Xing lightly touched Ye Zhuolin's lips with his fingers, as if he was going to play a new wave of hooligans in the next moment, and directly scared Ye Zhuolin back two steps, so he calmed down After finishing the next sentence, "The most important thing is to satisfy your mouth craving."

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

The author has something to say: At four o'clock in the morning, a terrible thing happened

I coded with Chenggua software, and then lost the draft smoothly

I lost the manuscript and lost it, so the content of the chapters was directly strung together. Originally, I was writing the manuscript of Chapter 13, and then I found a bug while writing, so I went back to read Chapter 12

As a result, Chapter 12 is gone, and there are only a few hundred words left, and the content is exactly the same as my Chapter 13, which is almost a string of content

There is no record in my input method clipboard, and there is no record in Orange Time Machine?

Losing manuscripts is not pleasant at all, but the result is still this kind of lost manuscripts that look like software bugs?

Absolutely, I want to scold the street, hey

Pick up in an hour:

Chapter 11 may have to stop for a few more days, and a wave of coquettish operations made me autistic. I have no clue about the 12 chapters I originally wrote, and the thoughts behind are all messed up. It was originally for love, tension Pulling a string, this kind of thing really happened, the mentality completely collapsed