Your Highness, zombies are coming

Fortunately, the mutants in this town had been dealt with on the first night. It was the first time that Roman thanked those things for their keen sense of smell, which saved him a lot of worrying effort at this time.After walking around for several laps, after the last carefree walking corpse in the town fell, Issa finally found a car that was in good condition—a V-shaped Harley with double bars, and it was a vintage model.

The man's face became even uglier, as if he saw a zombie that was more terrifying than a mutant bear.

"This car is very suitable for you." Roman said in a low voice.

"Since you said so, the car belongs to me. You can go on foot." Issa replied, he left the weapon bag at the front, stepped on the leather seat without hesitation, and pushed the accelerator.He put on a black motorcycle helmet and looked like a real motorcycle owner-in these two months in exile, Issa has become better and better at using this helmet for himself, even in front of him. There was a Barbie doll in a pink dress, and he doubted he could say it was his without changing his face.

His Royal Highness Roman did not have such a burden. For him, it seemed that the only problem was that Isa refused to let him get in the car. He quickly sat in the back and grabbed the motorcycle rider's clothes.

"Don't touch me." The driver issued the only and the most terrible rule, then started the motor and ran towards the road at a speed of one hundred yards.

The young man grabbed the stainless steel bracket behind him with both hands, and he complained aggrievedly: "It's impossible to fight monsters like this, I'll just fall!" Then he soon discovered that not only did no one reply, but the arc of the car's turn was reversed. Bigger, as if he was about to be thrown out.

Such a mount does have its advantages. Any congested road section can be easily passed through. Although one or two shriveled zombies may appear between those abandoned vehicles at any time, with a humanoid weapon of Roman's level, Especially when he is struggling to earn performance, these poor hunters can only end up falling apart.

They arrived at Roseburg before dark, and the holographic GPS map provided by Asatus was floating on the right side of the locomotive. The terminal marked with a star symbol was located at the bottom of the hillside on the outskirts of the city. The woman from the base was right. Well, with only one or two people, it is absolutely impossible to enter the large factory area that can accommodate 10 people. The reason is very simple, there are tens of thousands of zombies stranded nearby.

Those things look like dense black spots from a distance, they are entrenched outside the four-meter-high white wall, and their wailing can be heard even on the hillside dozens of miles away.The sun has completely plunged into the horizon, leaving only blood-red light. The huge zombie group is more like an unknown monster with a bloody mouth, which can swallow the human buildings at any time.

The brain has been analyzed, Issa thought, and then he developed a kind of sympathy for the youth, talking to such a weird artificial intelligence all day long, it is really rare for Roman not to go crazy.

Issa didn't understand those complicated and profound genetic subjects. To be honest, he didn't even finish high school, so he could only reply symbolically: "You mean, that virus has its own mind? It's too science fiction."

Roman laughed. He had already put his hands around the man's waist. After all, he had been sitting on a motorcycle for a long time, so who cares about such small details. "They are just failed products. In the future, even a chicken will not be infected, because they can be isolated immediately. To be precise, it is the idea of ​​​​the virus maker. What does 'he' want? To use the earth as a testing ground, or to To destroy all mankind, I have no idea."

The locomotive gradually slowed down, and the headlights of the car hit a water outlet by the river. This is a water outlet pipe specially connected to the pharmaceutical factory, which is the only entrance other than the main entrance guarded by the undead.

Roman raised his head, and there was a lump of tumor-like turbidity sticking to the top of the water channel, and it was dripping viscous liquid continuously. He waved his hand carelessly, and the thing was knocked down by him to the ground, and some blue flames began to burn. After peeling off the outermost film, Issa discovered that inside the flame was a fetus-like object with a tail and a big head, struggling constantly, and finally turned into carbide.

"No matter what the purpose is, I will definitely get 'him' out, and then discuss life." Roman didn't look at the residue on the ground. In fact, his smile was terribly cold, and Isa could completely imagine that that The so-called discussion of life is by no means a good word.

But how can I stop Roman from bullying a psychopath who has ruined the whole world? The man took out the gun indifferently, and there are two head-mounted lights-it is completely dark, and the tunnel with a diameter of two meters is like a bottomless pit. It seems that only some sparse water sounds can be heard.

"Do you want to wear this? It really looks like a miner's machine man." Roman commented, and then he wisely dressed himself as a robot before his companion wore a flashlight.

The whole channel seems to have a kind of sticky secretion, which usually gathers at the top, and those icy mucus falls, and occasionally drips on people's skin, which makes people feel numb all over, even Roman can't help it Resisting the innocuous touch, he's complaining all the way about poor 21st-century urban sewerage, like Issa's ever seen, all the girls struggling with fares and clothes.

"Okay, what you see now is not the worst time." Issa said, he really didn't want to hear the future city planning map at all, and it was impossible for him to see something that was beyond countless time in his life . "A century ago, at these western piers, most of the sea-facing pipelines had another purpose. They used it to lock up slaves and serve as free labor when the ship went out to sea."

"Especially one like you, young and strong."

"Okay, what you see now is not the worst time." Issa said, he really didn't want to hear the future city planning map at all, and it was impossible for him to see something that was beyond countless time in his life . "A century ago, at these western piers, most of the sea-facing pipelines had another purpose. They used it to lock up slaves and serve as free labor when the ship went out to sea."

"Especially a young foreigner like you who is unfamiliar with the place of life." The man continued, it felt like telling a sleepless child that a monster is coming.

"Well, this is really creative." Roman said, and now he was quiet, and started to let the symbiote analyze the disgusting slime. If possible, there should be a way to clean it up. "They are all organic matter, but the X virus has no possibility of keeping the living things alive."

"So you want to say, no matter what is inside, they are all alive, right?" Roman looked playfully at the dark front, which was so empty that even the echo of footsteps could be transmitted.

"The thermal sensor is on, the number of targets: 110 two"

In Roman's eyes, a hundred yards ahead, there are orange and red biological individuals gathered. They are densely distributed on the top of the pipe. The big ones are like wheels, and the smallest ones are only as big as fists. They all move with their breaths. with.

"What's wrong?" Issa looked back at his companion, who was staring at the front, but the headlight had slipped to the side and faced the floor. Most importantly, this man was still holding his wrist, Refuse to let go.

"I saw a lot of monsters," the young man slowly withdrew his gaze. At this time, everything he saw could only be divided into extreme cool and warm colors, which made him feel very bad, like a brain, but Until the battle is over, I can only endure it. "Possibly the lair of some kind of creature, no doubt we entered their nursery."

"Have zombies reproduced?" Issa replied dryly.

"It's some living mutated creatures." Roman explained vaguely. He looked around again, and after confirming that there was nothing else, he said, "You are watching here, give me a minute to clean them up."

"Actually, you want to say, stay where you are, right?" The man snorted, indicating that Roman could just roll over, while he raised his gun and carefully leaned against the wall.

He saw those ring-shaped halos floating around the young man. The transparent blue, like the ripples of water, was unbelievably beautiful. They kept expanding, directly shining on the tunnel wall, and constantly moving forward.Where those lights illuminated, there were hundreds of spheres undulating like huge pustules.

The arc formed by those outer particles looks harmless like a decoration, but when it passes through those brown, somewhat transparent sarcoma inside, it burns one after another, just like the little monster I saw at the entrance of the cave at first, There are also some fully developed quadruped creatures that fell directly to the ground, with flames trapped in their bodies, and opened their jaws full of sharp teeth, screaming in pain-then they were cut off by the silver long sword Head, well, since Roman met the zombies, his habit has become a perverted decapitation.

Those blue flames didn't even make a sound, and Roman just stood directly below, wearing white clothes. The picture was cold and mysterious, like a scene from another world.Issa stares, only he knows, and he can't take his eyes off the goddamn liar - some narcissistic jerk has been haunting him for years and years later, wondering when exactly he likes on him.

Oh, of course it was when you were being beaten, the Imperial Marshal said calmly, and then he was satisfied to see His Majesty's disgustingly sad eyes, but in fact, it was true.As long as Roman is in danger, even if those things are no longer a threat to the human who has evolved to the top, no matter how many times, he will still rush to the humanoid weapon.

Issa was originally standing there, but for some reason, when he saw the black shadow emerging in front of him, clinging to the zenith, and starting to attack Roman, he didn't think much, and stepped directly into the monster breeding ground. baby room.

"Oh, this must be something that Satan doesn't even know." Issa raised his head, looked at the disgusting monsters, and murmured, and then he regretted thinking that some alien whose force value surpassed that of human beings You don't need him to help you at all.