Rourou couldn't believe there was so much blood in the water.
She plunged into the water to see the cause clearly. But her appearance attracted a swarm of zombie fish, and countless fish came towards her.
"ah!"
Rourou was so frightened that she hid in the space.
Under the water, turbid water flows back and forth. Not far away is the "bloody water sky" that floats upward.
Fuchen turned around, heard the voice, patted the zombie king's head, and pointed to the top of his head.
The Zombie King gnawed on the spar without any reaction. He bit off a large part of it, not forgetting to save some and put it into Fuchen's mouth.
Fuchen opened his mouth and bit the crystal stone.
She has no powers.
I also feel that I don’t need crystals very much, and I don’t care much about the distribution of crystals.
It would be nice to have milk.
But after entering the water, the Zombie King would stubbornly feed her some crystal stones. They were small ones, not big ones, as if he wanted to cultivate her defense capabilities.
Having seen too much blood, the floating dust gradually became less out of control.
The two of them finished eating the crystal core in a leisurely manner. The zombie king slowed down, Fuchen climbed up, and continued to "hitchhike" upstream.
A soft fish is put into the body of the Zombie King, which can accurately use the current to move around in the water.
Slowly breaking through the current, floating on the water and swimming, I came to the place near the shout.
A large number of zombie fish swarms rolling and squeezing together. Green and white colors roll across each other.
There is a familiar human "scent" in the air.
When the Zombie King appeared, the dense swarm of zombie fish immediately gave way to a circle. Outside the circle, the fish were tumbling, opening their teeth and "clicking", waiting to bite the flesh and break the bones.
Ants can also eat elephants.
A dense shoal of zombie fish can definitely eat up a living person, Rourou.
"Roar." The zombie king roared, suppressing the group of weak zombies.
The school of fish clicked, opened their teeth, moved their mouths, and remained motionless with their dead fish eyes bulging. They turned around and released into a wider circle.
The dust rises.
A hole opened half a meter above the water surface, exposing half of Rourou's body.
Space can hide people, but they cannot move. Wherever you enter, you can only move out.
He and Fuchen looked at each other, and Fuchen looked directly behind Rourou.
She smelled a familiar smell, rich and familiar, the smell of milk.
Rourou smiled stiffly, took out two bottles of milk from behind and threw them to Fuchen.
The floating dust caught the milk, but his gaze remained unchanged.
Rourou pretended not to see it, saw the fish disperse and jumped into the water. She said, "I'll give you three more bottles when I get ashore."
Fuchen stared at Rourou and smiled.
The zombie king floats on the water without moving, and the floating dust seems to be smiling but not smiling.
For a moment, Rourou remembered the previous illusion on the bridge pier.
The big zombie might look like a shark.
But this little overly smart zombie is the devil.
Rourou took out three bottles of milk from the space and handed them all to Fuchen. She muttered, "No more."
His eyes were fixed on Fuchen.
Fuchen took the milk with both hands, his face still unchanged.
Their deal hasn't been negotiated yet.
Follow them.
Save them.
"What do you want?" Rourou subconsciously took precautions, stopped smiling, and stared at Fuchen closely.
Fuchen took out two fingers and said, "Two buckets of water. Big bucket."
The idea of floating dust is 100 liters.
The barrels she had seen were 50 liters each.
Rourou's first thought was to mix things up.
Big buckets, big buckets of mineral water are also big buckets, one bucket is 1.5 liters.
The second thought is no!
If the little zombie sees through it, gets angry, and lets the big zombie attack, the whole base will be destroyed.
Rourou choked her throat and tried to negotiate, "It's not possible. I only have 6 liters of water a day. I can't give you that much."
She now drinks 15 liters of spiritual water a day.
Take it all out and put it in the space. It is already as big as a small pond.
Fuchen smiled and patted the zombie king on the head.
The Zombie King dives into the water with Fuchen.
This place is still twenty or thirty meters away from the shore.
"Hey! Wait, wait, wait!" Rourou subconsciously pulled the big zombie's feet, but she touched a handful of bones.
The flesh of the zombies is limp on the bones, and there is no fat layer.
Zombies without cultivation will only get uglier and uglier.
Before Rourou let go, the big zombie jumped up at 90 degrees, opened its big mouth, and bit Rourou back.
The power is so fierce that it is like a bloodthirsty shark on the sea.
Rourou was so frightened that she subconsciously hit water jets with her hands, but her body did not move.
The big zombie broke through the water column and exposed its teeth first.
At the critical moment, Fuchen kicked Rourou in the abdomen and kicked her away.
Let go of the hand holding your foot.
A biting mouth only bites its own teeth.
The zombie king puts its head into the water and dives underwater.
The floating dust fell into the water, and he stood up straight and waited.
After a while, a figure swam across the water not far away, swam right under Fuchen, and lifted the person out of the water.
The sound of water "clashing" is like the applause of a performance.
Rourou was still in panic, looking at Fuchen, the fear in her eyes was still there.
Fuchen sat cross-legged on the Zombie King and warned her, "Don't touch dad. He is very fierce."
Rourou didn't answer, always looking at her in fear.
"This is my request." Fuchen said, "How much difference you have, you can find a way to make up for it yourself." After saying that, Fuchen looked at Rourou maliciously and smiled softly, "Actually, I am more curious. Is it because I ate you?"
Not better."
Better than milk.
Better than Lingshui.
The light in her eyes flickered, and it didn't look like she was faking it at all.
Rourou took a deep breath, restrained herself to calm down, and said deeply, "I need time." She thought of something, "Can the important information be made up for?"
The floating dust tugged at the zombie's ears, and he turned and drifted toward the shore.
Rourou's hands clattered and she swam behind her.
Fuchen sat and said, "Forget it. Five bottles of milk a day, no matter what, it cannot be less. This is the bottom line."
Rourou said nothing, knowing that this was the final price.
When I came to the shore, I saw that the cat zombie had eaten a lot of fresh fish, and the red blood had contaminated the gray cement.
No wonder zombies love to enter the river during this period.
It turns out there are still live fish for food.
Rourou felt that she had spied on a huge conspiracy, but she was not entirely sure.
"I need a few months. At that time, I will compensate you." Rourou looked towards the upper reaches of the river. There may be a large number of humans there, with no zombies, no nightmares, and no humanity underfoot.
They may be abandoned children.
Rourou thought that she had experienced the baptism of the end of the world and would no longer be hurt by the floating world. At this moment, her heart ached and she wanted to cry.
She looked up at the ruined bridge on the opposite side. It was the place where her ex-boyfriend Zhang Wei desperately wanted to go, but the place where she couldn't go even if the bridge was destroyed and she was not allowed to go.
Maybe, there are all the answers there.
Fuchen, regardless of Rourou, was full of emotions, and continued to go into the water with the big zombie.
In the evening, two zombies emerged from the water.
The water surface has already been dyed red more than ten times, and has been washed away by running water.
Fuchen and the big zombie went to the clothing city to change their clothes and sent Rourou back to the base.
That day, Rourou didn't say anything about her guess, but just told everyone to find a ship and go to the provincial capital.
But not long after, a group of strange people came into the city.
Opposite the broken bridge, someone was touching the ground, and the soil was growing from the ground, growing little by little toward the opposite side of the bridge...
