Doomsday tour

The mutated zombie seemed to be able to warn of the threat that was close behind, and quickly dodged behind the trees. The rattan whip in Zuo Qingyan's hand knocked down the tree that was as thick as a bowl, and the mutated zombie fled away more quickly.

Zuo Qingyan paused, a little strange in his heart, creatures like zombies have almost no intelligence, and can only rely on instinct to pounce on living things. This zombie does not seem to be a smart zombie, but it seems to have preliminary intelligence.He even knows how to use the trees to hide his figure and create obstacles for him.And its escape doesn't seem to be blind, it's more like a purposeful escape.

Feijian's speed in this kind of dense forest and mountains is not fast. Seeing that the zombies are about to run out of sight, Zuo Qingyan flew to the sky to hide his breath and started chasing him leisurely. He wasn't afraid that the zombie would escape, but he wanted to see where the zombie was going to escape.

The mutated zombies fled in the jungle on all fours, pounced on the tree trunks from time to time, and used their jumping power to leap forward. They were as nimble as monkeys in the jungle. Zuo Qingyan hid his breath and followed from a distance. Another ten minutes passed , the mutated zombies seemed to think they were safe, and finally stopped.

Now they have come to the foot of the mountain. There seems to be a small village nearby, but it is deserted now. The small piece of farmland is full of weeds. Occasionally, grains can be seen, but they have been crowded out by weeds because no one harvests them. corner.The mutated zombie stopped at the entrance of the village, and then quickly rushed towards a hut.

Do zombies also have a fixed base?Zuo Qingyan became even more curious. In his cognition, these monsters roamed around tirelessly day and night, and would attack as soon as a living person approached, but they were unconscious and did not know heat or cold. Driven by instinct.

The mutated zombie came to the adobe house and rushed in through the open window.Zuo Qingyan swept away with his spiritual sense, and there was actually a zombie in the small adobe house.

Unlike this mutated zombie, it was just an ordinary zombie, even worse than ordinary zombies - it had no legs.

Zombies without legs and feet are not as mobile as ordinary zombies. They can only crawl forward with the strength of their arms. Not to mention their slow speed, their aggressiveness is also terrible.

But why did this mutated zombie come here?

Zuo Qingyan got off the flying sword, weighing a few vine seeds in his hand, thinking whether he should rush in now and kill the two zombies, or wait for Rong Zijie to come over, this guy must be very interested in the way of life of zombies.

With a clear ticking sound, Zuo Qingyan was stunned, and he clenched the vine seeds in his hand in surprise. The sound came from the pin on his neckline. Zuo Qingyan looked down at his collar. The rhombus-shaped pin was only a nail cover Size, looks all the same.

"Rong Rong? Why did you come here all of a sudden?" Zuo Qingyan stared at Rong Zijie in front of him dumbfounded and asked.

Rong Zijie gave him a sideways look: "It's just a holographic projection." He pointed to the diamond-shaped pin on Zuo Qingyan's collar.

"What magic weapon is this?" Zuo Qingyan asked curiously.

"... the technology of the name of this magic weapon." Rong Zijie said seriously.

Zuo Qingyan sighed blankly: "I didn't expect that your magic weapon is so powerful that ordinary people can use it."

Rong Zijie was silent for a while, this guy really believed what he said.

"You go in first and restrain the two zombies inside." Rong Zijie unceremoniously enslaved Zuo Qingyan. Although he is only a phantom here now, he can neither attack nor have a body, although he passed through Zuo Qingyan's collar The scanning of the pin can see all the situation in this area, but it is inconvenient to move, and Zuo Qingyan is responsible for the specific attack.

Zuo Qingyan didn't argue with him, and continued to hide his breath and came to the door of the adobe house, kicked the wooden door open with a flying kick, and at the same time, several vines in his hand popped out, spreading like a spreading tide .

The room was not big, and the mutated zombies reacted at the same time the door was kicked open, but did not escape by themselves.I saw it pulling the disabled zombie with no legs on its back, and fled through the open window.

"Want to run?" Zuo Qingyan produced another vine seed, and the impenetrable vine net blocked the whole adobe house like a green cocoon, especially the windows, which were tightly blocked by the thick vines.

Rong Zijie's phantom twitched the corners of his mouth: "Hold on, I'll come here now."

The speed of the anti-gravity aircraft is very objective. In less than a minute, Rong Zijie, who was far away on the opposite side of the mountain, appeared in front of the adobe house. The phantom and the real body looked exactly the same. Qiqi standing beside the adobe house at this moment looked very strange .

"Is this the avatar technique?" Zuo Qingyan looked at the two identical Rong Zijie and muttered, "It's pretty similar, but it's a pity that this one is not popular as soon as you check it out, so it must be fake. It doesn't work."

Rong Zijie ignored his convulsions, and folded his arms and ordered: "Both are tied up, and I will study the situation. These two zombies are very unusual. Although they don't look like they are fully intelligent, at least they have preliminary Consciousness, although it is very stupid to dare to bring the enemy to your home when it is in danger, but it is understandable because its IQ has far surpassed the general zombies who only know how to eat and scream."

Zuo Qingyan shrugged his shoulders and bent his fingers slightly. The vines seemed to obey his silent instructions. The part surrounding the outside of the adobe house remained motionless, but the vines inside began to move. They swam like boa constrictors. The mutated zombie that was stretched to the left and the right was tightly tied to the ordinary zombie on its back.The mutated zombie that had lost its environmental advantage let out a desperate roar, but was still restrained by the vines that were like gangrene.The vines outside the house moved away slowly.The two zombies inside were pulled out like a sack.

Rong Zijie looked at the two tightly bound zombies on the ground, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something.

"It was able to escape just now, but it carried the zombie with the broken leg on its back, so I blocked it tightly. Strange, it also knows to protect its companions?" Zuo Qingyan murmured, looking Puzzled.

Rong Zijie seemed to be touched by his words, and walked into the small adobe house with a complicated expression.

There was a strong smell of blood in the room, there was still dried blood on the ground, and there were so many bones piled up in the corner, Rong Zijie could even tell which bone belonged to which part.

The instinct of zombies will prompt them to swallow all the food that can be swallowed immediately. The zombie with the broken leg can't catch so much "food", so...

That mutated zombie would come back with food to feed the zombie with the broken leg?Rong Zijie felt more and more incredible.

Is it instinct?Even if he becomes a zombie, his IQ degenerates, and his consciousness disappears, his instinct still tends to bring back the "food" he hunted to feed his... relatives?friend?or a lover.

"It feeds that zombie with a broken leg with the flesh of a living person," Rong Zijie said.

Zuo Qingyan was squatting on the ground looking at the two zombies that had been tied up into rice dumplings. The mutated zombies were very mad. Even though their whole bodies were tied up, they kept baring their fangs. The fangs opened and closed, as if they wanted to kill Zuo Qingyan Life and death.

"You mean it doesn't eat meat itself, but gives the meat to that zombie with a broken leg?" Zuo Qingyan asked in surprise.

Seeing Rong Zijie nodding his head affirmatively, Zuo Qingyan said thoughtfully, "What kind of love is this?"

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