What's even worse is that underneath that bright swimsuit is dark skin. If you look closely, you can still see clods of soil.
It's fatal.
The security guard laughed.
This is probably the effect of monkey dressing.
Facing Fuchen and the other two people getting dressed, "Fuchen and her father, next time remember to take a shower before getting dressed! Wash them before putting them on again!"
He shouted and waved his hands.
Fuchen lowered his head and looked at himself, then at the big zombie, covered in dirt.
After rolling across the mud and stepping into puddles, both of them were covered in mud scabs.
Fuchen immediately understood the meaning of the other party's tone. His little mouth pouted immediately. He took the bottle, patted the big zombie on the head, and left immediately.
The security guard in the security room was still shouting, "I need to take a shower!"
Fuchen turned his back: "..." I want you to remind me!
He held back his face, bit his pacifier, and didn't take a breath for a long time. His eyes were fierce.
After returning home, Fuchen sucked his pacifier and was very angry. His eyes squinted at the big zombie sitting in a daze on the seat. His eyes moved on his legs many times, and then stopped on his own feet...
Fuchen didn't know what she was thinking, but she knew she was unhappy.
Recalling Rourou's appearance, Fuchen lowered his head and drank milk.
"Hey." Fuchen called.
The big zombie sitting on the seat didn't respond.
Fuchen thought for a while and turned her head away. She knew what words the big zombie responded to. But if she was asked to call "Dad", she couldn't.
I turned my head and thought for a long time before spitting out one word, "Father Fuchen."
It's like adding a name, it's not like calling her daddy.
It seems like there is another father named "Fuchen".
The zombie king turned around and stared at Fuchen with his big white eyes.
The weather is getting hot. There are insects swimming in the white eye on the right side.
Fuchen has no feeling about this.
She ate all the bugs on her body that she saw. Those that she didn't see didn't matter.
"Are you going to take a shower?" Fuchen asked, his eyes bright.
The Zombie King sat there, showing no reaction.
"Playing with water?"
The Zombie King nodded his head in agreement.
Fuchen laughed and ran over happily. The zombie king stretched out his hand, naturally put the person around his neck, stood up and left.
When thinking of water, the only thing the two zombies thought of was the river under the viaduct.
The Zombie King staggered to the riverside with his men. The purple-red skirt around his legs swayed with his steps, and a gaudy flower floated out.
"Buzzing", there are flies and mosquitoes circling around constantly.
Especially when more zombies gather behind them, more flies and mosquitoes gather above the heads of the zombies.
Dusty and restless.
The flies and mosquitoes cannot be killed, so they are swatted to death and fall to the ground. After a while, they turn into zombie mosquitoes.
I don’t know how I got infected.
Who bites mosquitoes?
Fuchen waved his hands, feeling extremely annoyed.
"Hey." Fuchen called.
The Zombie King didn't respond.
"Father Fuchen."
The Zombie King raised his head. There were still nematodes on his big white eyes. The head had penetrated into the eyeball and the tail was still outside.
When Fu Chen saw the bugs, he picked them out and ate them.
On the road, I saw a zombie sitting on the ground. There were a bunch of white maggots scurrying around in his big belly. They were very fat and dense. You could see the crawling movements of eating every time.
The zombie fell to the ground, and its damaged abdominal cavity was filled with maggots. He could not stand up, but his brain could still move. He made a "hehe" sound in his mouth, and he grabbed the bugs and put them in his mouth with his still mobile hand.
But the bugs immediately came out of the intestines again.
No pain.
The look of him lying on the ground "producing and selling himself" is funny and sad at the same time.
The dust turns back.
Most of the zombies are riddled with holes.
Even if the internal organs are damaged, as long as there is still crystal in the brain and the bones are not broken or damaged, you can continue to act.
But who knows whether a well-fed bug will become more powerful and be able to burrow into bones, decapitate, and chew crystals?
Zombies walking on the streets are food for flies - there is almost nowhere to escape.
"Cat corpse." Fuchen called the cat.
The zombie cat jumped onto Fuchen's shoulder, and when it saw flies and mosquitoes, it stretched out its little claws and could accurately stuff the "bugs" in the air into its mouth.
Very convenient.
Fuchen stared at Mao Sang, feeling for the first time that this guy was really useful.
Fuchen helped pick up the lice from the Zombie King's hair and threw them to Mao Mang as a reward.
The little black guy is very active. If you throw it into the mouth of a cat corpse, it will be destroyed instantly like cinders into a stove.
The zombie king led people to the riverside.
The long river water is turbid, with garbage embedded in the soil and floating on the water.
The center of the river is a bluish-black color that cannot be seen clearly.
Only a few broken sections of the bridge deck above remain, and all the long "suspenders" above have fallen away. Only the bridge piers are still standing in the river.
The Zombie King walked into the water and remained completely motionless.
After a while, the force of the water pushed their bodies to the surface.
The cat corpse stood on the shore and looked at the two people.
The zombie king stared at Fuchen with his big white eyes.
Fuchen stared at the zombie king.
The two looked at each other for half a minute, and Fuchen suddenly understood what the other party meant and climbed onto the Zombie King's back.
The zombie king sank on the water, like a patrolling shark checking its territory.
"Go down! Go down!" Fuchen patted his head.
The zombie king lowered his head and dived into the water.
The turbid black water rushed towards us.
Both of them have no eyesight. There is not much difference between black and gray.
The water is rolling, and the zombie king is walking slowly. Fuchen is sitting on it, like a Buddha statue, looking at it with a smile.
There were several big fish fighting for something in front of them. Only the tails of the big fish were exposed.
Sensing the aura of the Zombie King, they fled in all directions. A large fish with long legs fell into the water. Its whole body was bitten and had pits. Occasionally there were fish scales, and exposed bones could be seen.
Only the head is intact.
The big fish sank to the bottom and was submerged in the water and dust.
After a while, the fish swayed its bones and escaped from below.
There are also a few fish in the water that have not completely turned into zombies.
Fuchen sat on the zombie king and looked at everything under the water.
Suddenly, the waterweed suddenly pulled out strips, and dust floated in the bundle, trying to pull her away.
Just as Fuchen turned around, the zombie king roared and tore off the water plants with his sharp claws.
He turned his head and continued to move forward slowly, like a leisurely fish.
Fuchen patted the Zombie King's head, turned his ears in the direction of the water plants, and the Zombie King's body turned accordingly.
She has no intention of being kind.
The two of them walked leisurely to the tail of the water plant.
The floating dust jumped down, stepped on the bottom of the water, and reached out to pull it out.
The unknown aquatic plant stretched out its long green strips and bound the floating dust, revealing a black hole in the middle, spitting out black mucus. The aquatic plant aimed the floating dust at the hole and stuffed it inside.
The hole grew bigger and bigger, spraying black mucus on Fuchen's face.
Fuchen's face was corrupted and slowly grew again.
It still hurts a little.
Fuchen was irritated and vomited out the milk in his stomach. The milk dripped into the black hole and immediately corrupted the water plants.
The arrogant water plants let go of the floating dust, pulled themselves out of the ground and prepared to escape.
Fuchen looked at the Zombie King, but saw him hiding away from him.
Part of the white milk was washed upward by the water and spread out.
The Zombie King doesn't like this thing and has been hiding from it.
"Don't let him get away."
Fortunately, the aquatic plants didn't like it either and ran away from this location.
The Zombie King finally moved, grabbing the moving aquatic plant and digging up its roots.
In the largest root, a light black crystal stone was peeled off.
The Zombie King threw it into his mouth and bit into the crystal.
