What character did you drop

◎You should not make judgments arbitrarily, that is a kind of arrogance. ◎

After that day passed, City T fell into a rather strange chaos for a long time.

Serious disagreements appeared in the Yaori team, and even when Qi Muyuan went back to the entire internal management, he realized that he had turned a blind eye to many obvious problems for some reason in the past.

Fang Xiuzhi, who just pointed out all these, left Yaori with a large group—in fact, his own team—without leaving a single word, and walked extremely neatly.

"Amu! I really didn't know it would become like this!"

Wei Ziqian hurried back to Yaori's base after receiving the news, his face was extremely pale, and he was still trembling slightly.

"There are a lot of people in the base now, and the number of people who flow through the windows every day is simply incomparable to that in the past... If my brother really encounters difficulties, he should tell us directly."

"He stabbed out like this recklessly, he didn't take you, A Mu, at all, and he insisted on driving Yao Ri to a dead end!"

"What does Fang Xiuzhi mean? Could it be that Amu, you treated him well in the past, and he took it for granted?"

Qi Muyuan listened to Wei Ziqian's seemingly endless complaints, and suddenly felt a deep irritability and powerlessness.

That's right, did Wei Ziqian speak in the same way in the past?

Then why in the past, I could listen to it patiently for a whole day, but now I suddenly feel quite boring, even bored?

Xiuzhi is such a good boy, he can even pay attention to some management details, and he is not so restrained when talking to himself...

Is it really possible that he deliberately concealed what he found out from telling himself?

"Ziqian, as an actual back office manager, you spend a long day all day long, and you always ask everyone to report to you... Have you found these problems again?"

Qi Muyuan crossed his arms and stared at Wei Ziqian with a deep and unhesitating expression, obviously wanting to see something from his reaction.

"Actually, according to the information I have received, it has been no less than five times that other people have seen your subordinates make things difficult for Xiu Xiu with their own eyes."

"What do you mean by that?"

Wei Ziqian never expected that they were talking about Fang Xiuzhi's defection, and they would finally bring this 'discussion' to himself.

"So it's all my fault again? There are only so many tasks of sweeping the streets assigned to Yao Ri, why don't you take a look at the tasks of other teams!"

The young man with bright eyebrows and eyes was full of injuries, and his slender features were crowded together. If it were normal, Qi Muyuan might have rushed to comfort him in distress.

But now Qi Muyuan feels cold all over his body and heart, completely unable to understand why he had those distressing feelings before?

──Could it be that he was drugged?

"If you didn't say that you were wronged because you ran into Xiuzhi's problem, and then said that Xiuzhi bullied you, would I feel something wrong?"

Qi Muyuan felt very tired, and there was always a fixed formula of 'Wei Ziqian will be abnormal when he meets Shang Xiuzhi'.

"I don't ask you to treat people fairly. Even Xiu's team is strong and it doesn't matter if they do more."

"But that's not the reason why we can mess with the slut, and it's not the reason why you finally pushed Xiu Zhi into the midst of the zombie tide!"

Hearing this, what else does Wei Ziqian not understand?

Seeing the man in front of him who obviously knows how to hate at the same time, Wei Ziqian finally couldn't help but sneer, gloating at the corners of his brows and eyes.

"Hehe, you might as well say that when we are all in line with your wishes, we are good children and good babies."

"After we make you feel 'troublesome', no matter how good the past was, we will be disgusted by you, making you think that we are holding you back because of your favor."

Qi Muyuan's face turned blue and white for a while.

He didn't quite understand Wei Ziqian's interpretation of himself in this way, but Qi Muyuan knew very well that if he really let the other party continue talking, he would be convicted of such a situation.

"You don't want to squirt blood!" Qi Muyuan drove out the other conference room people, breathing heavily, and jumped out word by word, obviously his mood was not calm at all.

"I give you a high degree of freedom in asking yourself, and I respect you, but you really don't need to slander me like this."

"Ha!" Wei Ziqian immediately spread his hands when he heard the words, leaned back, and then laughed out loud amidst Qi Muyuan's angry expression.

"It seems that Fang Xiuzhi is the one who is really smart, how neat and fast he let go?"

"A high degree of freedom and respect is something that a mature organization would have...why did it become something that needs charity when you say it?"

"Qi Muyuan, have you ever thought about it? The reason why so many of us surround you is not for those things, but because the things we want to do can be realized?"

Two people who were supposed to become a couple of gods ended up having a big fight in the conference room.

As for the Sunday team, which has always been operating efficiently, it can't handle anything properly recently. In addition to the serious delay, everyone can clearly feel the discord at the top, and how much trouble it will bring to the people below.

But all of this has nothing to do with Fang Xiuzhi.

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Qinghai is one of the most mysterious places in China.

There are countless legends, all kinds of strange beliefs, and many endangered animals listed in the conservation.

Even after more than a year of baptism in the apocalypse, when Fang Xiuzhi successfully crossed half of China with the help of Baigui and Mo Yun, he came to Qinghai, a place that he had never been to before the apocalypse...

Immediately, I was shocked by the changes of the scenery here and the completely different scenery introduced on the same website.

Plants and animals are particularly unrestrained because no one visits this place. The mountains around Qinghai seem to be more active than in the past photos, surrounded by magnificent green waves, and countless migratory birds gather here, ready to leap towards the destination.

Here, zombies and mutated animals may have some conflicts, but Fang Xiuzhi can see that their conflicts are often limited to territorial competition, but they will not hunt each other.

Even mutated plants are fierce and cute: they hunt relentlessly and allow animals to make their homes.

Everything in front of me belongs to the tranquility that is rarely seen after the end of the world, but as long as I observe it a little, I can believe that this is nothing more than a normal thing.

Perhaps it is precisely because there are no humans in it, so animals, plants, and zombies are normal, and the boundary between life and death is indistinguishable from the pure natural ecology.

"Ow..."

"Ugh..."

Even when these animals and plants noticed the arrival of Fang Xiuzhi and his ghosts, they didn't show much intention to attack.

Perhaps more is the curiosity about them and the desire to explore.

"It's okay, since they don't plan to attack, we don't need to attack them either."

The Hundred Ghosts that Fang Xiuzhi drew this time gradually possessed the ability to communicate with his master as his supernatural strength gradually increased.

Perhaps the intelligence is not too high, but in terms of judging the crisis and the desire to protect the master, the Hyakki can be said to be exceptionally good.

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"Father, what is that black cloud in the sky?"

In the forest, a little girl with two soaring braids asked Zambier in a soft voice, her big watery eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

"Grandpa Pine said that there has been commotion on the human side recently. I don't know if it will cause disturbance to us?"

The Songtsan Bubi tribe originally lived in the depths of Qinghai. Their ancestors have lived in harmony with the forest nature for generations. They are the most traditional and primitive forest rangers.

It wasn't until the end of the world that a few people and the animals and plants in the forest changed, causing the tribe to have to move out a little, only then did they know that their situation was not unique.

It’s just that in the past, the higher-ups might still have the energy to provide them with supplies on a regular basis, or send people over to select younger children to go to school and integrate into their new lives.

But for more than a year, the Songtsam Bi tribe has not seen those large metal bumps outside the tribe for a long time, let alone annoying officials who can only speak bureaucrats.

Would Zambier be worried?That must be worrying.

Although most of the elders and children in the tribe are in good health, there is never too much medicine—

Especially now that the herbs in the forest are not so easy to collect, if they try to treat them at the lowest cost, they may not only have no effect, but may even kill their companions.

"Grandpa Songshu only mentioned the situation in one area. As long as we avoid that area, there should be no problem."

Kunli, Kunnu's elder brother, felt that her sister's innocent appearance was very cute, so she couldn't help laughing beside her and said:

"And the terrain on our side is too complicated and dangerous...Unless the opponent can fly and can defeat Goddess Alai, it is impossible to enter our tribe."

What Kunli said was right and wrong.

If this is about before the end of the world, then maybe it is really useful—but that's because there is a special army nearby to set up a military area to guard.

After the end of the world, the main thing is that the tribal people are self-sufficient, try not to let outsiders find their place, and try to find guns and ammunition, so that others will not take their ideas without leaving any traces. Call here.

"But brother, look, there are really people flying in the sky!"

Kunnu didn't understand the complex thoughts of his brother and father, but rather childlike and hopeful, he said:

"Is this uncle going to give Kunnu something to eat? It's been a long time since I ate something sweet... Kunnu is a little bit greedy..."

Last year, Xiaogu Nian’s food was good today, she was chubby, she looked like a Michelin mascot, and Yuxue was especially cute.

However, after this year, the baby fat has completely faded, the height has also been raised a lot, and the eyes are much sharper.

──It’s just that when you talk to your own people, you can clearly feel that you are still a little naive, but how long you can be naive, I really don’t know.

"There is someone in the sky?"

Kunli and Zambier were startled, and quickly twisted their heads vigorously, their eyes penetrated the edge of the forest, and finally found a figure passing high in the sky.

Then he gasped.

Even if the locusts crossed the border, if there were dark clouds covering the sun, they had never seen such a scene.

Thick black clouds rolling like splashed ink piled up, like waves in the sky, rushing from a distance without hindrance.

There are Rakshasa, hanged ghosts, evil guests, and many ghosts and gods that Zambier can't name, looming in the churning black clouds.

It is still broad daylight now, and even though there are various legends in Qinghai, Songtsan Bibi, who has lived here since he was a child, has never heard that this place may be the base camp of ghosts.

"What, what should I do?" Kunli hugged her sister Kunnu tightly, as if someone would come to snatch their treasure at any time.

"This...should be someone's ability." Zambier was the leader of the tribe's trading team who regularly went out to trade supplies with people.

Seeing the dark clouds in the sky and the creatures that should not appear in the world at all, I am relatively calm and can think more.

"I just don't know if they are passing through Qinghai, or they want to stay here?"

If it's the former, then maybe the life of the entire tribe can still be as peaceful as it used to be.

But if it is the latter, then no matter what, the tranquility of the Songtsan Nhubi tribe may soon be plunged into considerable whirlpool and trouble.

"Father, then, how about I go and have a look?"

Kunli knows that after the end of the world, even if several of their tribes are sitting on a treasure house of natural resources like Qinghai.

But if the outsiders really want to attack, I'm afraid they will hardly have any defensive ability, not to mention that there are far fewer tribal warriors who awaken their abilities than the outsiders.

Zambier, as one of the few people in the tribe who has supernatural powers and can communicate with outsiders, is a very important and key core figure.

Although Kunli did not deny himself, he knew very well that if the visitor was not kind, it would be better to sacrifice himself than to sacrifice his father.

"...You kid, what are you thinking about?"

Zambier couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, he patted the opponent's thick shoulder heavily, and said helplessly:

"What kind of place do you think Qinghai is? If we didn't follow the rules of the earth from the beginning to the end, and move around in four seasons, how could we communicate so harmoniously?"

"Even if the other party came here with a purpose, at least at the beginning, they should bow their heads and act according to the rules."

"Even if they look down on our Songtsan Shubi tribe, they still have to treat each other politely. The situation is not as bad as you think."

What Zambier didn't say, however, was that the surrounding forest seemed to let out a low hum of joy and confusion.

It seems that people are very important to the entire forest and lake in Qinghai, but they can't tell where it is important?

"Ah, it's finally here."

Fang Xiuzhi has always been very interested in the world he wrote, and although he has not been able to go through the Stoka Continent in front of him, he has seen many interesting scenery.

As for this world, most of China has undergone many changes at present, so during the time of moving across, Fang Xiuzhi really realized why some people spend their entire lives thinking about constantly traveling between China and the world.

Because the only way to open your eyes is to see, experience, and compare.

Only then will I know my insignificance, ignorance, and progress.

──One should not make judgments arbitrarily, because that is a kind of arrogance.

──At the same time, people should not make arbitrary conclusions about others, because most of them will be a kind of prejudice.

For example, Qi Muyuan and Wei Ziqian.

Another example is Wu Wei and Sun Liang.

When you miss it, or misunderstand the roots, many things will never return to their original purity.

"My lord, there should be primitive residents here, do we need to find them?"

A woman with the most gentle and beautiful appearance stood half a step behind Fang Xiuzhi respectfully, and asked in a soft tone.

"Ah, is there anyone still living here?"

When Fang Xiuzhi wrote the plot of Qinghai in "City of Doom", it was already the end. At most, he brought out the story of the final boss Kunli and Kunnu, and the origin of the zombie virus.

The main focus is still on the construction of the base by the protagonists Qi Muyuan and Wei Ziqian, the establishment of power and order, as well as the communication and response of various forces.

So under Tsing Yi's reminder, Fang Xiuzhi really didn't think that the forest and nature in the last days are so dangerous, and there are still people who can coexist harmoniously.

"Yes, according to the news from Big Eagle, there should be seven tribes stationed here, and they still maintain their original beliefs and living habits."

The Tsing Yi Ghost blinked, and probably knew how this master who was full of curiosity and exploration would react, so he answered patiently.

"Although there are people with abilities awakened in various tribes, but because of the lifestyle and living environment they choose, judging from the feedback, I am afraid that the level of abilities will not be too high."

However, if these people are really members of the original Qinghai tribe...how could their final strength be so low?

Fang Xiuzhi has more doubts about this, but thinking that even Wei Ziqian can be weird, it is probably normal for some different developments here.

"Since all of us have come here and will be stationed here for a while, let's pay homage to the horse's head first." Fang Xiuzhi quickly made a decision.

If the attitude of the other party is not bad, maybe after figuring out the source of the zombie virus, they can find a way to help them.

"Yes, we will arrange it now." Tsing Yi was not surprised by the master's answer.

When they left from T city this time and then transferred to B city in the middle, the owner took out some of the crystal cores and exchanged them for some small things.

The people of the tribe probably have been in the deep forest for many years, and it is not easy to trade with people now, so I am afraid that there will be a shortage of things.

Take some rare candies, replace metal parts, at least at the beginning, it should be able to create a more harmonious atmosphere...

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"Then, are those people or ghosts?" Kunli and Zambier still don't know the details of their family, and people have already figured out the details.

After they sent Kunnu back to the tribe to take care of the child's mother, the father and son sneaked out quietly, deciding to observe the general situation of the people who came from a distance.

In the end, I didn't expect that this group of strangers really wanted to stay in Qinghai, but their movements and certain behaviors made people quite confused.

──For example, can a house be built with paintings?

──Also, can human hands be made by kneading and digging out of the soil?

──Finally, why do those mutated animals and plants that are usually more or less eccentric, have such a good attitude towards this group of strangers?

Zambier & Kunli: ...I always feel like I am at a loss for Dafa.

"Tsing Yi, first give them two sets of little girl's clothes and headgear."

The gaze on the other side was too substantive, which made it hard for Fang Xiuzhi to ignore.

But thinking that this might be the final boss that hasn't been blackened yet, Fang Xiuzhi felt that he could first lay a more friendly foundation for Huaxia Fang and them.

"I don't need to mention anything else. If they want to communicate with us, they will naturally approach us."

This is the advantage of having a hundred ghosts. The manpower for building houses, patrolling, and building bases is extremely sufficient.

And now with the upgrade of Fang Xiuzhi's ability, the ghosts don't even have the problem of durability, as long as they absorb crystal cores regularly, they can also get the chance to advance.

This is really good news for Fang Xiuzhi who is somewhat lazy by nature or wants to rest.

──Anyway, zombies are fixed to fight, if the harvest is not used, there will be no asexual reproduction of more crystal nuclei.

Then, Zambier, Kunli and his son found that there was a black-clothed lady suddenly and inexplicably in front of them.

The other party wore improved traditional costumes, with beautiful tassel strings on their ears, and eye-catching gemstones on their hands and feet. Their movements were crisp and neat, and they handed over a delicate basket to their hands.

"Any day, visit rashly, my Tsing Yi, on behalf of my master, say hello to Songtsan Shubi Tribe."

If you ask what is more terrifying than a person who is still a few kilometers away suddenly appearing in front of you in broad daylight?

That is, these people know their own family's treasures very well, and they seem to know their own details very well.

──So what if the attitude is polite?Looking at it another way, that is simply a naked threat!

"You, what do you want to do when you come to Qinghai?"

Zambier sighed inwardly, knowing that what he was most worried about before would eventually happen.

I can only say that I am thankful that the other party's attitude so far has been fairly friendly, and judging from the things in the basket, they are not too aggressive.

...Of course, it was quite unpleasant and deeply intimidating for the quinnu to fall into the other party's sight.

But since they chose to start from this angle, maybe they also want to show their strength, and then communicate with each other on the upper limit that they can bear.

"My master wants to come to Qinghai to investigate some things. The purpose is not to disturb everyone, but I hope that if we encounter something that we don't understand or want to ask for advice, we will not be regarded as enemies and targets of attack by you."

Tsing Yi's attitude was the same as before, her voice was gentle and refined, and she only conveyed one central idea.

As long as you are good and I am good, then everyone will be safe.

"But how do we know, do you think we're telling the truth but deceiving you?"

Kunli is still relatively young, not as calm as his father Zambier, so he rushed to ask questions quickly.

"I think you don't need to worry about this kind of thing. Both of us will have a more reliable way of judging."

Tsing Yi was not distracted by Kun Li's words, she even focused on Zambier who was making the decision at the moment.

"I believe that it will only become more and more inconvenient for you to exchange supplies in the near future, but this happens to be the part my master is good at."

"These greetings are our sincerity, and I hope that you will not take offense. I believe that our friendship can bring the most correct and bright future to Qinghai."

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Qinghai in the last days is far more rough and primitive than the photos in the travel guidebook.

However, in Fang Xiuzhi's opinion, these mutated animals and plants are not so afraid of him, which may not be a bad thing for his investigation.

The foothold of the camp was chosen by the Qinghai Lake.

This is China's well-deserved and world-famous largest saltwater lake before the end of the world.It covers an area of ​​4583 square kilometers and is nearly 40 meters deep.

Looking far away, there are green and distant mountains, surrounded by surroundings; the clear lake water is shining brightly.

There is a verdant and golden grassy beach nearby, and the fluffy sheep like clouds bow their heads to drink water. The climate is much milder than T City, but the sun is more violent, but it is still a very suitable place for long-term living.

──Of course, this still requires a certain amount of strength to be feasible.

The grassy beach can drag people into the mud and crush them to death at any time, and even those cute bleating sheep have sharp horns that can pierce people.

Although there may not be so many creatures in the lake, it must be full of ruthless characters; as for the forest, let alone, I believe that the people of the Songtsan Libi tribe will retreat to the outskirts of the forest, and they must live in harmony with this natural environment. limits and rules.

"I heard that in Qinghai Lake thousands of years ago, because of the marriage between Tang and Fan, Princess Wencheng married Tupan King Songtsan Gampo far away."

"Because on the way to see off relatives, Princess Wencheng missed her hometown, so she took out the Sun and Moon mirror given to her by the king of Tang Dynasty to have a glimpse of Chang'an... Then she thought that her homesickness should not affect the mission of getting married, so she threw the mirror out, Become Qinghai Lake."

Fang Xiuzhi took out the drawing board, watched the ghosts grind the ink for him, and told stories to everyone while blowing the salty wind.

"Qinghai Lake can also be called 'Zhuozhuo'er', which means 'blue sea', and it is also the largest inland lake in China... When we live here a little longer, maybe we can enjoy it in winter Ice skating on the lake!"

Hundred ghosts are not very interested in any legends, but they are more interested in knowing what Fang Xiuzhi will paint next.

Also as the master's subordinates, although everyone said that they had similar status, it can be seen from the fact that Tsing Yi is often blamed for heavy responsibilities──

If you want to walk into the master's heart, you'd better make yourself more useful.

"Master, if you want to develop Qinghai into a base, there's nothing wrong with it!" One of the chubby dolls squatted down to press the paper for Fang Xiuzhi, and said in a crisp voice.

"Yes, there are not many tribes here, and the scale is not large. Even if the master does not intend to conquer them, as long as everyone draws a boundary, there should be no problem."

A group of five ghosts ran to Fang Xiuzhi's side. In order to show their loyalty, they proposed to go to the surrounding forest to see if there were any other lonely companions.

"What kind of mulberry ghosts and mandrills can all be served by the master's subordinates! Anyway, if these things are not properly controlled, there is a chance to cause trouble for the locals!"

"That is to say, if they know that we have tamed it for the master, they will definitely thank the master for his help, and they will have a better impression of the master!"

The paintbrush in Fang Xiuzhi's hand was about to fall, when he heard what they said, he almost spit out a sip of water,

"Do you still remember that you were drawn by me?...I don't take you seriously, but I am worried that you will have cognitive problems, which will be very bad."

God knows what if these ghosts meet their favorite wild companions in the future, want to get married and have children, but they can't give birth... Do I have to help with the birth problem?

──Cough, it's getting too far, this kind of problem that obviously doesn't exist doesn't need to be included in the list of troubles at all, and it occupies the thinking in vain.

"Since you are so free, go and help me see the other side of Qinghai." Fang Xiuzhi thought that there is a high probability that there is the source of the zombie virus here, so he simply asked how many ghosts are willing to go over and take a look first.

He didn't intend to sacrifice his subordinates, but he was not familiar with the surrounding environment at the moment, and sending them over was more practical than Fang Xiuzhi himself.

Moreover, before the other tribes have become familiar with Fang Xiuzhi, any relatively large-scale movement may cause them uneasiness...

Fang Xiuzhi asked himself that he didn't mean to be an uneasy neighbor, so he planned to show kindness as much as possible and do some behaviors that can make people feel at ease.

"Wrap it on us!"

It was rare that the master really wanted them to do something, all the ghosts signed up very actively, and the response was enthusiastic.

However, because the border of Qinghai is too long, even if the number of people in a group is not large, most of the people were sent out in the end.

"Be careful with everything. If there is anything difficult to deal with, don't be too eager to fight. It's important to withdraw directly." Fang Xiuzhi repeatedly reminded him, fearing that these guys could repair their bodies and not take their bodies seriously.

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As the master of ghosts, even if Fang Xiuzhi sits by the lake and draws, he can still borrow their eyes by selecting objects, and take a look for himself at places that are currently inconvenient to set foot in.

Because Tsing Yi wanted to visit several other tribes by the way, there was still a long way to go before returning.

Dinner was just about to be prepared, so I took a few rabbits that I bumped into just now and were sure they were edible, and handed them over to someone who is good at cooking.

Fang Xiuzhi thought for a while, and finally took out a reclining chair. Under the supervision of everyone, he closed his eyes and met the line of sight that went out to investigate the source──

How else can we say that Qinghai and Shennongjia are both recognized restricted areas?

Just looking at those strange scenery, there are countless landforms that have been baptized by wind, sand and stardust, and there are waterfalls flowing from distant mountains, and zombies with various faces and postures walking in the forest... ...

The degree of danger inside, judging from this situation, is probably much higher than what Fang Xiuzhi thought.

"Over there! Turn around a little bit!" Suddenly, Fang Xiuzhi felt that his men's eyes seemed to slip past something very important, and he quickly directed them to turn back with his mind.

Although I don't quite understand why Fang Xiuzhi is so excited, Baigui must put his ideas first in everything, so he quickly turned around and went to where he wanted.

Fang Xiuzhi especially remembered that there was an earth-shattering earthquake in China in the winter, and the epicenter was probably in Qinghai.

However, at that time, human beings were too busy to take care of themselves, and after the beginning of spring, there was still a steady stream of disturbances from zombies, so in the end they almost forgot that there was still this matter to be investigated.

Of course, this is also because I took a lot of photos with artificial satellites at that time, but I didn't see any specific changes in Qinghai from them for the time being, so it was thrown back.

"Hey...there seems to be something in front!"

The person in charge of exploring this place happens to have subordinates who are more familiar with forest trees.

Even without Fang Xiuzhi's warning, they had already quickened their pace spontaneously, making contact with each other while carefully paying attention to the surrounding situation.

The mountains seem to have undergone some changes after years of baptism.

They avoided the shooting limit of satellite photos, and a fissure meandered to the foot of the mountain under the shelter of trees, and was perfectly hidden with the refraction of the lake surface and the flowing river water.

Twelve stone pillars stood in the cracks, with engraved characters that Fang Xiu couldn't make out even for a while.

And many zombies come and go here, and it can be seen that their expressions are far more agile than the zombies outside.

The surrounding area seems to be populated by zombies, although it is difficult for them to interact and act as dexterously as normal people, and even they cannot eat and live normally.

However, it can be distinguished that these zombies do have time and concepts, can communicate with each other, and their strength should not be underestimated.

──So far, they have been able to use supernatural powers to facilitate their lives.

──There are also zombies who 'form' families with each other, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

These zombies are equally keen to the sight of strangers, and the hundred ghosts who are in charge of investigating have just approached. Just like what Fang Xiuzhi did to Zambier and his son before, they quickly surrounded them, restraining them curiously and trying to suppress them.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What do you want to do?"

"It's a bit strange, you should not be human, nor zombies..."

"Oh? Could it be the familiar of the supernatural being?"

"Is the outside world so advanced now?"

"No, no, I think they're just a nice accident."

The zombies were quite eloquent, surrounded by a few hundred ghosts, talking to you and me talking happily.

The ghosts were also very embarrassed, mainly because they couldn't find a chance to intervene to introduce themselves... In the end, the zombies remembered it by themselves, so they coughed in embarrassment and restarted the communication.

"We are the familiars who came around Qinghai with our master and wanted to find a relatively secluded place to live."

Fang Xiuzhi's ability is too special, and not many people will even believe it if he tells it, so in the end, Baigui decided to position himself according to what the zombies took the initiative to say.

"We also just arrived today, so I want to say that while the sky is still bright, we will take a walk around the neighborhood, and if there are neighbors, let's say hello first."

Although the zombies are very curious about the ghosts, they are not less vigilant.

This is probably also related to the fact that there were indeed humans approaching in the past, but it brought them a not-so-good experience of getting along with each other, so the zombies did not immediately believe the words of the ghosts.

"Then you guys have come a long way!"

"That is to say, across the big Qinghai, even if you come from outside, it is absolutely impossible to arrive in a day."

But having said that, there are still some people who are more sensible.

Considering that these "friends" are likely to work for the master and are derivatives of supernatural powers, it is not an exaggeration to fly for a while, or even swim in the sea.

"Okay, everyone's attitudes should be kept down, and they didn't mess with you."

A man in military uniform and glasses with blue eyes was the first to stand out, and said to the ghosts in a friendly manner:

"But you really don't want to get too close to here, even if it is a supernatural ability, it will mutate after a long time."

Mutations?

Fang Xiuzhi hadn't contacted his other vest zombie king for a few days, why did there have been earth-shaking changes here?

Moreover, it's not that the zombie king didn't pass through this area before, and because of his high strength, not many zombies injured him, so he stepped on almost every inch of the ground.

──But Fang Xiuzhi can be sure that at least the crack here, and even the zombies living in it, is the first time he has encountered it.

"Is it convenient for you to talk about your situation here?"

Hundred ghosts received the master's thoughts, so they said very politely:

"Our master is very curious about you, and we have brought a lot of supplies over here. It doesn't matter whether you want to exchange information or supplies from outside."

"...You don't need to know so much about us, do you?"

The soldier zombie called himself Ge Shang, and was a little puzzled by Baigui's words... As for the malice, he simply felt that there was no need for them to communicate.

"To be honest, we are all trapped here, and we can't leave even if we want to, so we don't think it is necessary for you to come here at all."

"Since you can't get out, let alone need to know the situation of the outside world...Materials, we don't have anything to change here, so we don't need it."

"Oh, don't do that!"

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