Zhang Wei turned around and saw the milk bottle in the air.
Space powers?
He knew that Rourou had no spatial powers, but this milk bottle told him that Rourou was hiding a lot of things from him.
At this moment, he felt a little regretful. A space power plus a water power was only one point inferior to his upgradable RV plus a lightning power.
But then I thought about it and realized that it had already been done.
If you want to do it, you must do it absolutely.
Rourou must not be given the chance to rise in the future.
Zhang Wei ran frantically to the other end of the bridge, with more and more thunder and lightning gathering in his hands.
When he was approaching the shore, Zhang Wei turned around and pressed his hands on the bridge. Thunder and lightning crisscrossed and cracked everywhere.
The 3.6-kilometer bridge spanning both sides of the Taiwan Strait suffered fractures throughout its entire body.
Stones kept falling into the river, making a "dong-dong" sound.
The car kept falling.
The zombies who ran onto the bridge didn't know how to turn around and run away. They continued to move forward one by one. The zombies in front of them fell down and continued walking without any fear. Until the bridge under their feet fell, fell into the river, and sank into the river.
, washed away by the river.
The zombie king fell into the river, and the turbid water flooded his entrance and nose.
The zombie king did not make any struggle, and his body floated up naturally.
There were many corpses floating in the river below them, and they remained silent.
And Fuchen bit his pacifier. When the car fell off, he immediately jumped onto the body of the car that was not immediately submerged. He bit his lip and the pupils in his eyes gradually welled up again.
Fuchen drank the milk quietly, chewing in his mouth.
A dark figure lurked in the black water in front of the car, floating closer.
"Wow." The black shadow emerged from the water, revealing a face covered with hair.
Fuchen looked at it calmly and concentrated on drinking milk.
Rourou fiddled with her hair, looked at Fuchen, and saw Fuchen quietly drinking milk powder, not looking like a zombie at all.
She stretched out her hand to scratch Fuchen's chin.
"Hey hey hey." Fuchen clapped his hands, his laughter was as warm as a flower, but his gloomy complexion didn't look like a living person, and his blood-stained teeth were not what ordinary children should have.
Rourou had some concerns in her heart, so she got up and climbed onto the roof of the car. Seeing that Fuchen's bottle was almost finished, she took out another milk bottle from the space.
As soon as the bottle was taken out, Fuchen's eyes immediately shifted, he reached for the bottle, lowered his head and drank again.
Rourou raised Fuchen's head, looked at the child carefully, and put her hands in front of her eyes. The light-colored pupils that emerged moved with the movement of her fingers.
"Call sister." Rourou spoke into Fuchen's left ear.
Fuchen's eyes immediately moved to the left.
There is a physiological reaction.
Rourou used a knife to make a small cut on Fuchen's arm, and black blood flowed out.
The blood is very viscous.
No life response.
This kid is so strange.
"Roar!" A roar came from a distance.
Rourou raised his head and saw the big zombie making a sound out of the water. He opened his mouth, and the "Buddha-nature" zombie that was floating freely in the water immediately became aggressive and kicked around wildly.
However, the more the zombies struggled, the more unable they were to swim and they sank more and more.
Rourou was calm and looked towards the bridge pillars.
Most of the bridge body was destroyed, but the bridge pillars are still there, and you can still swim back along the arched bottom below.
The nearest bridge pillar is only four or five meters long.
Rourou looked at Fuchen, who was lowering his head, and thought about whether to take it with him or not.
This child is obviously being raised by a giant zombie, and taking her with her will bring huge trouble.
Rourou took out five more milk bottles from the space and stuffed them all into Fuchen's hands.
Fuchen held a pile of milk bottles, giggled, and kept slapping the ground with his hands.
Rourou looked down at her: She really looked like a child.
Rourou turned around, immediately jumped into the water, opened the nearby zombies with water jets, climbed onto the bridge, and climbed to the "branches" of the pillar with her feet staring. This place was four or five meters away from the water, so she was in no hurry to walk.
Observe the floating dust.
Fuchen kept his head down and drank milk, one bottle after another, as if he didn't feel hungry at all.
The Zombie King tried to get closer, but the more he moved, the more he sank, and was fed a full belly of river water.
A large mutated fish swam in the blue-black water, approaching the zombies, and then quietly took a big bite.
The Zombie King watched the zombie move more and more and sink, then suddenly stopped moving, flattened his body, and floated downward, occasionally swinging his head to control the direction.
The zombie king floats over.
The big fish nearby were suppressed by mental coercion and did not approach the King of Loss.
The car was gradually submerged under the water, and Fuchen sat under the water, still calmly holding the bottle and drinking milk.
The Zombie King approached, and his head lightly hit the car.
Fuchen raised his eyes, immediately jumped on the Zombie King's back with the bottle in his hand, and sat down.
The Zombie King did not respond. He floated with his head down a centimeter or two on the water surface, and the water slowly flowed around his body.
The Zombie King drove the people around and walked towards the Rourou Pillar.
Rourou was frightened when she saw Fuchen jumping on the big zombie, but seeing zombies of different sizes clumping together defied logic. Now she saw the zombie swimming towards her, and her heart was trembling.
The zombie king floated around the pillars of the bridge, looking like a hunting shark in the black river guarding its food and unwilling to leave.
Rourou stared at the big zombie closely, her breathing slowed down subconsciously, and she didn't dare to make any big moves.
"Sister." A child's voice suddenly laughed.
Rourou's heart was like thunder, and her eyes immediately turned to Fuchen.
I never thought that a kid sitting on a zombie could talk.
Fuchen raised her head, revealing her teeth that had turned pale red from drinking too much milk. She raised the empty milk bottle and raised a smile.
She is begging for food.
The big "shark" zombie is still spinning around in circles.
Rourou's brain tightened, and without thinking at all, she threw all three milk bottles in the space into the water.
The milk overflowed from the water, with milky white threads floating on it.
When the big zombie approached, he subconsciously moved his brain and turned away.
But Fuchen entered the water with a "plop", holding one in one hand and biting another in his mouth.
The next moment, the big zombie dived down an inch, picked up the dust from the bottom up, and floated toward the shore.
Rourou watched the two of them cooperate, her eyes rolled, and her heart was still ups and downs: It's fatal! Zombies are also conscious! They can talk!
She quickly understood that there are people with super powers among humans, and there must also be people with outstanding abilities among zombies.
People with superpowers can upgrade, and zombies will naturally become stronger.
But can zombies become more human-like? Will they grow up, talk, bleed and shed tears?
Rourou feels that her worldview is somewhat damaged.
She looked at the city opposite and knew in her heart that the answer was not in the distance, but in this city she hated.
Fuchen kept drinking milk. The more she drank milk, the clearer her brain became and the more things she understood.
She knew that her name was Fuchen, and that the zombie under her feet was the Zombie King, a very capable idiot.
He also sensed the crystal in his brain.
Want to eat...
The big zombie floated toward the shore. Fuchen approached first. She straightened up, stood up, and walked to the shore.
Just as the Zombie King was about to get up, Fuchen picked up the unfinished milk bottle in his mouth and squeezed the bottle, causing the milk to flow backward towards the Zombie King.
The zombie king didn't like the smell, so he backed up and fell back into the water.
"Ahahaha." Fuchen said like a proud child.
Fuchen's way of getting along with this zombie dad was probably just for fun. When she regained her consciousness, when she was playing on top of her zombie dad, she would no longer be forced into her thighs by her zombie dad, and his head would be grabbed and shaken around. She would directly
Playing on the head!
The zombie father will also be upgraded, with the highest intelligence equal to that of a seven or eight-year-old child, and will interact with Fuchen.
But as a half-zombie Fuchen, having experienced Fuchen in the world of sharks, her actions are more uninhibited and follow her own desires.
I hope Fuchen, in this world, can be cured by the zombie father in the later period.
