The Skull-Splitting Man did not respond positively to Cang Hao's words: "You and Laulin are the best hostages now, and your people will definitely compromise in the end."

Cang Hao asked very interestedly: "Can you explain why you can't infect me?"

"Do you think I'll tell you?"

"Of course you won't." Cang Hao laughed: "But your sentence itself has shown that my guess is correct, and you really don't have the ability to infect me."

The skull-breaker looked at Cang Hao with an expressionless face and didn't say anything for a moment.

"What did I do to prevent you from being infected?" Cang Hao quickly recalled his life experience: "No matter what, I am still very happy. I was very worried about being infected by you. Since I only have the ability to immunize, I don't have to worry."

"It's a pity that Laurin didn't." The Skull-Splitting Slowly shook his head: "He is always under my control, and you don't even know how to save him."

"I suddenly thought of one thing. It is not the first time you have come to Earth. At least in the past few thousand years, there should be many souls of Aden who have traveled through time for various reasons."

"Why do you say that suddenly?"

"In human history, civilizations around the world have exorcized demons, which is a very interesting phenomenon. Simply put, a person is possessed by a material form of creature, and therefore his temperament changes greatly, so professional clergy expelled this creature." Cang Hao paused for a moment and continued: "Western civilizations are possessed by devils. In China, these are some spiritual creatures on earth. For example, the Northeast is superstitious about possession of yellow skin. Why do different civilizations and different beliefs do the same thing? It can only be said that this phenomenon does exist, and it is difficult to explain with the technology at that time. So I suddenly thought that the real person who is a demon might be your Aden soul..."

"The universe is vast and infinite. The entire process of any creature's existence cannot fully understand what the universe is like." The Skull-breaker did not respond to Cang Hao's words positively: "So you must understand that any incredible thing may exist in a corner of the universe. At the same time, in this vast universe, we are not the only soul of Aden... By the way, we didn't call this name at first, the code name you Earthlings gave us is too ugly."

"Is there any creature that you hate more than you?"

The skull splitter did not answer, but turned around and left Cang Hao under house arrest.

At the same time, Deborah returned to the Prophet and found Zechariah: "I will give you an urgent task."

"You might have let me recover the airport, right?" Zechariah knew what was going on: "I only have a certain ability to control zombies. The Soul of Aden is a completely different creature!"

"I just want you to control the zombies..." Deborah roughly explained the plan: "The danger is still very high, but it is not from the zombies, but from the Soul of Aden. You are not a professional soldier and have not received strict military training. Direct command of combat will be very dangerous."

"You are giving me an order, right?"

"Yes." Deborah nodded without hesitation: "But I will respect your personal opinion, and I will not force you if you don't want to go."

"This is to rescue Cang Hao." Zechariah smiled relaxedly: "Cang Hao is your husband, how could I ignore him?"

"Thank you." Deborah was a little worried, but Zechariah was unwilling to go on the battle: "I will do my best to ensure your safety."

Pang Jindong sent a military transport plane to carry Zechariah to Siberia urgently. After arriving in the local area, Mosili was responsible for cooperating with all aspects of work: "We will set out now, how many people do you need me to bring?"

"You are the only one."

"Don't you need protection?"

"No." Zechariah shook her head: "Actually, I don't need anyone else at all, but I don't understand the local situation, so I need you to lead the way."

"You're really not afraid of zombies at all?"

"Of course not afraid." Zechariah said as a matter of course: "Otherwise, why would I come here?"

"But we also need to guard against other dangers." Moxili felt that it was not appropriate not to take a person alone: ​​"It's better to bring only one infantry squad."

Zechariah agreed: "Okay."

It was too easy to find zombies in Siberia. Morcili took Zechariah to find an abandoned city. Zechariah had just arrived and countless zombies emerged from the surrounding ruins.

"Oh my God!" Mo Sili was a little surprised: "Why are there so many!"

"Didn't you just bring me to find zombies?"

"I just know there are zombies here, and I don't know the number is so amazing." Moxili was a little scared. If these zombies suddenly launched an attack, they would definitely not be able to escape and would only be torn to pieces.

Of course, these zombies did not launch an attack, but lined up neatly in the open space, standing there shaking, as if waiting for something.

Zechariah said easily: "We can go back."

"Just go back like that?"

"The work is almost done." Zechariah told Mosili easily: "You can rest assured that they will not hurt you."

As Morcili took Zechariah back, the zombie army followed closely behind and lined up like an army.

Everyone is very close, and Moxili can even smell the unique stench of zombies. Sometimes they don’t often look back and look at them, fearing that these zombies will suddenly pounce on them.

However, the zombies never launched an attack, and finally followed Moxili all the way back to the airport, and then stood in line on the apron.

Originally, Zechariah wanted to take the zombies back to the canal city directly, but the transport plane was under maintenance and refueling and could not take off immediately.

So the zombies didn't get on the plane, but just stood on the apron, which shocked the people in Siberia.

People here in Siberia are so familiar with zombies. Zombies are like nightmares to them. This is the first time they have seen zombies so gentle and obedient.

"Since there is still some time, why not have some meal together..." Morcili asked Zechariah: "Aphrola has told me to treat you well!"

"Don't be so polite."

"Don't you... need to eat?"

Zechariah said a little angrily: "I am a human like you, but I have some pathogens on my body."

Moxili hurriedly said, "Then let's have a meal together."

Zechariah was not interested in eating, but he didn't get toothed when he flew over the water and rice. He was indeed a little hungry. He needed to eat like an ordinary person, so he agreed.

For Morcili, who knew what kind of Zechariah was, was actually worried that he would be infected when he was together for a long time, but he was very curious about Zechariah and wanted to get close to the observation.

The two of them had eaten together and drank a little wine. The transport plane had already added fuel. Zechariah left with the zombies.

That is, as soon as Zechariah left, Morcili immediately contacted Aphrola: "Everything goes well."

"I asked you to observe Zechariah carefully, what did you find?"

"Actually nothing..." Mo Xili shook his head: "Apart from describing it looks a bit weird, it is actually no different from ordinary people."

"Is it possible for us to get Zechariah's technology?"

"There is only one way, that is, to capture Zechariah and then study it slowly." Morcili shook his head: "But in this way, the plan over the Canal City will not be implemented."

"Let's rescue Cang Hao first." For Aphrola, everything must give way to the rescue Cang Hao: "According to the information, Zechariah was originally a subordinate of Isaiah, what do you know about this person?"

"I only know that he is a little prophet." Mosili shook his head: "My situation is different from him. In fact, I did not join the Prophet Society, and I had no connection with the Prophet Society. I directly accepted the leadership of Isaiah himself."

"That means you don't know anything."

"I really don't know." Moxili replied helplessly: "To some extent, we are two of us, but we have no contact in the past."

"I know." Aphrola was a little disappointed because she wanted to get the technology to control zombies. Obviously, Mosili could not provide any help.

Let’s talk about Zechariah, after getting on the plane, he immediately contacted Deborah: “Everything went well, the first 200 zombies are already on the way back to Canal City.”

"That's great." Deborah breathed a sigh of relief: "I've always been worried that Aphrola would interfere in secret."

"Aphrola did nothing, but I discovered something..." Zechariah said word by word: "There are Jews around Aphrola."

"Oh?" Deborah asked hurriedly, "How did you know?"

"In Siberia, the person in charge of receiving me was a man named Mosili. Before leaving, he invited me to a meal..." Zechariah told Deborah: "The real purpose of Mosili is to observe me secretly. This may be Aphrola's explanation, trying to figure out how I control the zombies. However, I found that all the diet provided by Mosili is in line with the Jewish tradition."

"Maybe it was specially prepared for you to fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

"Impossible." Zechariah flatly denied this possibility: "First of all, I spent a while in Siberia and had some understanding of the situation there. Although they were indeed enthusiastic in many cases, they also followed their own habits and did not take care of other people's customs and traditions. When Mosile was eating these kosher foods, he seemed very natural and calm. He seemed to have eaten them frequently in the past, not to take care of me temporarily."

"It's quite intriguing to say this..." Deborah also felt a little strange: "Any food with very ethnic characteristics is very unfamiliar to those who don't know this ethnic group. It's a normal phenomenon to eat it for the first time. Does Mosili know Jews very well?"
Chapter completed!