After Fuchen had eaten, he went out and found the zombie king who was extremely excited.
"Ho ho ho", I'll take you to find something to eat!
The Zombie King turned around, stared at Fu Chen with dead fish eyes, and calmed down, actually doing what he was told.
Fuchen stretched out his hand.
The Zombie King held Fuchen with one hand and supported his abdomen with the other, placing it on his neck.
This time, wherever Fu Chen turns his head, the Zombie King will follow.
They came to the commercial street, the big shopping mall where Rourou once appeared.
Walk all the way up to the second floor and find the infant and toddler area.
Fuchen quickly locked his milk powder and filled five shelves!
"Roar." The Zombie King reminded his milk powder.
Fuchen's eyes had a light color and his nose was extremely sensitive. He quickly took the Zombie King to the beverage area and found coffee.
Two shelves full of coffee!
Fuchen turned his head and wanted to leave.
The Zombie King stubbornly turned the milk bag back and looked for others.
Heaven is the one who has something to eat in the dust. I don’t care about him at this time and just follow the zombie king.
The zombie king walked through the dazzling shelves, which occasionally swayed, turning around bit by bit.
His speed is very slow.
Three hours later, as the sun set, the Zombie King walked to the sports area and found the electric baton.
The zombie king pressed the electric baton and pointed it at himself.
The Zombie King shook his body at the same time as the dust on his shoulders, and dropped lice, fly eggs, cockroaches and mites.
After being electrocuted again, even if it is no longer stunned, the floating dust does not like electricity.
She raised her hand and took away the electric baton, refusing to give it to the zombie king.
"Roar!" The zombie king immediately wanted to grab it.
Fuchen lowered his head, looked at the electric baton, turned the cover, pulled out the battery inside, put it back as it was, and then threw it to the Zombie King.
The Zombie King pressed the button, but no electricity came out.
He tilted his head back and threw away the electric baton. He went to get a new one from the shelf.
The new electric baton still comes in a packaging box, and only one is used for demonstration.
It's a pity that the zombie king can't recognize it.
He searched here and there, and even though he violently retrieved the object, the prototype of the electric baton fell out. There was no battery installed, but it still had no power.
Fuchen stared at the zombie king's stupid behavior and realized that now was the time to establish his authority.
He put an electric baton behind his hand, bumped into it quietly, then pressed the button and pointed it at the zombie king.
"Zizzizi." With the familiar electric current and familiar shaking, the zombie king's white eyes immediately focused on Fuchen.
Reach out and grab it.
Ke Fuchen put the electric baton with battery in his right hand behind his back and threw the electric baton without battery in his left hand to the Zombie King.
The zombie king didn't know whether it was true or false, so he electrified himself.
No response.
He moved his head back and looked at Fuchen with his white eyes. He hesitated and taught Fuchen the electric baton.
Fuchen took it, put it behind him, called the electric baton, and used his left hand to shock the zombie king.
The Zombie King stared closely, not noticing the pattern of his left and right hands.
"Zizzizi".
Familiar current, familiar comfort.
The Zombie King immediately surrendered and gave Fu Chen a bunch of bags of electric batons.
Fuchen took it.
At the same time, she also discovered bugs falling on the ground, guessing that the "comfort" would be reduced if the power was not used regularly.
"Ho ho".
Electricity! Fast electricity!
"roar."
Fuchen didn't even want to refuse.
"Roar." Squat down.
Fuchen stared straight at the Zombie King.
The Zombie King didn't know why, his dead fish eyes stared at the electric baton in Fuchen's hand, and he knelt down anyway.
Fuchen raised his leg and put it on the Zombie King's neck, and the Zombie King took the people home.
On the way home, the pale moonlight illuminated the city scene.
Fuchen held the milk powder can, using the zombie king's head as a table, and ate happily.
Behind him, the army of zombies each held something, a milk powder can, a coffee can, an electric baton, and moved left and right.
This hunting trip was a fruitful one.
When he got home, the Zombie King noticed that Fuchen's belly was bulging.
He thought of the pregnant woman who was struggling to give birth on the ground.
At that time, he was curious and yelled at the zombies not to touch them. He observed it himself, and then a small zombie in front of him appeared under his body.
Now that the little zombie is also pregnant, the zombie king lowers his eyes, watching to see if the little one will come out.
After noticing the lower part, Fuchen subconsciously felt the urge to urinate.
His stomach was in chaos, and as the Zombie King watched, urine flowed out from his feet.
Zombie King: "..."
Nothing like that woman.
The zombie king didn't want to see her with his big white eyes and turned his head away.
Wait until Fuchen goes to sleep.
The zombie king staggered, touched Fuchen's belly again, and went down.
Zombie King: "..."
If he is conscious, his brain circuit is probably like this: Why is that woman with a big belly a child out of thin air? Are you full of urine?
late at night.
Rourou appeared in front of the community driving an off-road vehicle.
Her car can't get close.
The neighborhood is full of zombies.
Rourou could only find a good angle of view, found a tall building, set up a telescope, and watched the activities in the community from a distance.
Rourou froze when a pile of milk powder cans appeared in her sight.
Too fast.
This kid's evolution is too fast.
In just one day, he not only has consciousness, but also has the ability to learn, and even has a hunter's mind, so as not to put his food in the hands of others.
Rourou has always been bothered by the word "sister".
Can zombies talk?
After that, what is the difference between humans and zombies?
She continued to stare and saw a big zombie sitting tightly in front of the window, motionless. His eyes were half-open and half-closed.
The little zombie was nowhere to be seen.
Rourou stayed in front of the window and kept watching what was going on.
She stays home.
The zombies in the community have also started living at home.
Fu Chen just ate when he woke up. He picked up the can of milk powder and ate it without thinking about mixing it with water.
Rourou saw it and realized that she was short of water.
Water...her own water...she seemed to know something.
Superpower!
The water she gave the little zombie to soak in was spring water in space.
Maybe this is why the other person likes me.
Rourou immediately set out to catch a zombie, poured the space spirit water into the opponent's hand, and coaxed her, "Good boy, just drink it and you'll be fine, and you'll be able to turn into a human."
The zombies were filled with water, and the water penetrated their intestines and belly like a sword, and their mouths that were grabbed couldn't stop screaming "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch.
"Drink more."
"Awwww..." The voice gradually faded.
Rourou was confused and let go. The head in her hand immediately fell off.
"Um?"
Rourou didn't know why. After thinking for a long time, she took a knife and cut open her stomach. There was nothing in her stomach, and there was even a hole.
Could the spiritual water she thought be sulfuric acid?
Not giving up, she caught a few more zombies, and each one of them died completely in the "OoOoOoOo".
Rourou didn't understand even more. How could a zombie that was usually invulnerable to bullets and move even if half of its body was cut off, die?
She cut into the head with a knife, only to find that the head was like a watermelon in water, with the inside rotten into a ball.
My brain became a soft ball of goo.
Rourou is confused: Why is that little zombie okay? Is her brain made of steel?
