Zombies are self-improvement

"what happened?"

Yuan Yuandao said: "It doesn't feel good, someone has entered the forest."

The skinny monk wondered, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Yuandao greeted the uncle and Xiao Ling to enter the yard, and said, "Four or five young people with strong blood and vigor, the visitors are not kind."

The skinny monk followed them with a dripping white radish and asked, "Then what shall we do?"

"wrong……"

A sudden feeling hit his heart, Yuan Yuan frowned, "There is..."

Slightly——

Uncle, a hungry wolf pounced on the skinny monk, with a very crisp "click".

Not to be outdone, Xiao Ling was about to pounce forward.

Yuan Yuandao: [Come back! ]

The uncle backed away aggrievedly, wondering why he suddenly rushed forward.Seeing that the uncle retreated, Xiao Ling also stopped.

The skinny monk took his dinner - the juicy big radish that was bitten off by the uncle, and asked with lingering fear: "What's going on?"

"Four or five people plus a zombie who can give orders..."

Yuan Yuandao felt that the scent of the four people was getting stronger and stronger, his pupils shrank, it seemed that they were coming for him.

Four or five young people may have lethal weapons in their hands, plus a smart corpse. At this time, there is no other way but to escape.

"We have to leave, I can feel them, they may be coming for me." Yuan Yuandao turned to the skinny monk and said, but saw the skinny monk pulling up carrots in the small courtyard, "..."

The skinny monk put the radishes into the basket, ignored the mud in his hands, went to the corner shack, picked up the hay, and brought out a donkey cart.

"This car is a bit old, but it's still usable. I know a trail that ordinary people don't know. I'm sure you can escape..."

"No, I've been here for several days, and I haven't seen a donkey."

Yuan Yuandao asked the uncle Xiaoling to sit up, and helped the thin monk to sit up with the back basket.

"I'm not afraid that this donkey will be..."

"Zombies don't eat donkeys..." Yuan Yuandao felt a little headache and said, "Haven't you read the novel?"

The skinny monk defended weakly: "Eldest senior brother often wanders around the shack after he became a zombie. It looks like he wants to eat..."

If he wanted to eat it, he didn't eat it early, and let him live fat and strong.Yuan Yuandao was speechless, he just wanted to make this retarded man shut up and leave quickly.

The mentally handicapped monk suddenly felt guilty after speaking, and hurriedly bowed to the two graves in the yard, but saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the mound, and his face turned pale with fright: "Brother Da Da..."

The abbot broke through the ground and scattered a small pile of soil with one step, his limbs became stiff.

Yuan Yuandao climbed into the car, howled, and the abbot stopped.

Not far from the courtyard gate, there was a corpse howl.

coming!Yuan Yuandao's expression froze, and he asked, "Where are we going?"

The skinny monk swung his whip down, and the donkey happily ran away from the gap in the backyard fence.

Yuan Yuandao apologized to himself, howled softly, and the abbot walked towards the gate of the courtyard...

Outside the courtyard gate, a man broke in with a gun and saw that there was no one in the courtyard. When he glanced at the damaged mound, he frowned suspiciously and his ears were windy. The rustic old monk jumped on...

"Oh, hell!"

Outside the door, a pale Asian man stopped three other tall Americans.

"Mr. Sato!"

Listening to the movement in the courtyard, Sato said, "No hurry, it's not over yet." As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his mouth gracefully, but his eyes were as red as hungry wolves.

Another feast.

The movement in the courtyard gradually subsided, and there was a faint sound of swallowing. Several Americans looked at each other and saw panic in each other's eyes.

Sato knocked his teeth, and the sound in the courtyard stopped.

Several Americans walked in with Sato, only to see a zombie bending its back, looking at Sato, guarded but respectful.

In the world of zombies, wisdom is the supreme kingship.

And Henry, who was still on the road with them just now, was already lying on the ground, the scars on his neck and shoulders were deep enough to show his bones, and the bright red blood was like the slurry made from crushed roses, soaking the soil into deep black.Poor Henry's pupils had begun to dilate, and several Americans clenched their guns tightly.

Sato smiled fearlessly.

"You already knew?"

Sato said: "Well, you have to know that I haven't eaten for almost a week. I used to do research on an empty stomach. After all, my brain can turn quickly. After I became a monster, I realized that hungry people are fools." ..."

Sato put down the box he was carrying, and took out the tableware and knives from it.

It was as if there was not a person in front of him but a banquet.

Tom turned the gun on him.

Sato said with a smile: "Well, you know that the artificially synthesized intelligent corpse in your country is the one in front of you. Tom, how can you explain if you kill me? It's really embarrassing."

"Bang".

Henry closed his eyes.

Sato hummed and collected ingredients in an orderly manner.Anyway, there is no difference between a freshly dead fish and a fish that is bleeding to death.

Tom looked at Sato who was clasping his hands together and saying "I'm starting" in the corridor, with a complicated look on his face.

"team leader……"

Tom shook his head at the team members with murderous eyes.

The only artificial intelligent corpse in the country cannot allow any mistakes, not to mention that he is a hunting dog for intelligent corpses.

Antibodies can only be developed with real intelligent corpses, and only with antibodies...

Tom shook his head and took out the compressed biscuit from his arms.

In the woods, the wheels of the donkey cart rolled over the thick leaves.

The thin monk hugged the pannier, staring at Yuan Yuandao in a daze.

It's not that he has any shameful intentions, but he doesn't dare to look at the two hungry zombies, his life is the most important thing.

Yuan Yuandao thought to himself that the donkey's legs were quite fast, and it seemed that it was suffocated by the skinny monk.

Anything else... a smart corpse?

I'm really curious, the smart corpse and a few strong humans...

"Cuckoo..."

Xiao Ling gritted his teeth.

The thin monk asked strangely: "What's wrong with this uncle?"

Yuan Yuandao shook his head slightly: "Don't talk."

Uncle: [Hello, my companion, what are you doing running so fast, I still want to communicate with you. ]

Yuan Yuandao: [Who are you? ]

[Sato, Kazuki Sato.But you are really harsh on your subordinates, my empty stomach has driven away the feeling of fullness I just gained.Are you still in the woods? ]

[Can't you see it yourself? ]

[Yoxi, what a cunning young man, but I can smell the food reserves...]

The uncle smiled in the direction of the thin monk as he spoke.

Yuan Yuandao said: [Are they your food reserves?Then what do you want me to do? ]

[Oh, I seem to have said a lot, the food reserve is coming to arrest you, companion, remember to run away, it is interesting to chase after this way. ]

The skinny monk watched the uncle's aura return to its original state. Although he still looked at himself with "I really want to eat you, but the king doesn't allow it", it was better than saying that he was a food reserve.But what's the situation with this ghost upper body?

Yuan Yuandao frowned, as if thinking about something.

"In your eyes, we are food reserves?!" A tall American raised a man with pale skin that was almost sickly.

"Otherwise?" Sato spread his hands, shrugged playfully, and said with a smile, "I'm a zombie."

Tom stopped the companion's movement, he knew that the companion would not do it out of responsibility, but he was not sure whether the lunatic would be provoked.

Tom comforted his companion with his eyes, and said to the smiling Sato: "Then why are you willing to lead us to find the smart corpse without hurting us?"

Sato shook the box in his hand: "Provide me with food, fresh."

"Where are we going?"

Yuan Yuandao shook his head: "I don't know."

"When you arrive in the city, I'll take you to a safe area, and you can walk to the safe area by yourself."

The skinny monk looked at the approaching road. There were a few zombies left on the road, wandering aimlessly, and asked, "What about you?"

Yuan Yuandao: "I'm a zombie, I can't get in, I don't think there will be any skin left after I go in, after you go in, find Dr Yuan, it's my dad, he will take care of you. Don't say I've become a zombie, just say I'm on the dominance of one side, so he won't worry..."

The ever-heavy atmosphere became vulnerable when the skinny monk heard that "the dominant party is popular and delicious", and he even wanted to laugh a little.

The thin monk took out a radish from the basket, wiped the mud with the hem of his clothes, and took a bite: "I will accompany you to eat delicious and spicy..."

Yuan Yuandao's eyes softened a little, and when he saw him pee pee pee, he turned into an unlovely face again: "Can you wipe it clean before eating, ah?!"

I don’t know if it’s the skinny monk who is too middle school, or if they are together, they will become a dormitory meeting. It’s a very touching decision, obviously in this dangerous end of the world...but it’s still very touching, Yuan Yuandao thought .

"Can I call you Xiaodao?"

Yuan Yuandao continued to have nothing to love in his life, Xiaodao and so on were simply dark all his life.

The skinny monk realized later: "You don't like to be called that..."

He continued to rub the radish with his monk's robe, repeatedly, and continued casually: "I want a normal name, and adding a small in front of it feels like being loved by the elders."

"What's your name?"

The thin monk suddenly stared at Yuan Yuandao's face, "Little San."

Yuan Yuandao's first reaction was to think how this dead bald donkey would scold others, but when he realized it, he wanted to laugh but had to endure it.

The thin monk said quietly: "You laughed."

Yuan Yuandao: "I haven't." Finally, under the gaze of the skinny monk, he had to admit the fact that he laughed.

"Are you really not leaving?"

The thin monk smiled and shook his head: "Don't go."

The donkey cart was too conspicuous, and Yuan Yuandao and his party abandoned it when they approached the road. When Yuan Yuandao and the skinny monk unloaded the broken cart for the donkey, the skinny monk said that he was a good man and would definitely be blessed by gods and Buddhas.

The expression was so sincere that Yuan Yuandao held back for a long time and said "I am an atheist".Then he watched the skinny monk feed a donkey the big radish he had bitten and wiped clean, and even said that the donkey had a bad appetite today. With that serious expression, Yuan Yuandao couldn't bear to look directly at him, against his will. He touched the fat and strong donkey with his hand and echoed, "Hey, really?"

Well, there is another retarded person in this world.

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