"Dad!" Fuchen came over excitedly holding a book, the excitement on his face as bright as the sun.
Big zombies are farming in the fields.
These days, he is thinking about what else zombies can eat besides humans.
After all, Yancheng is a zombie city with almost no humans.
When all the humans outside become your zombies, what should they eat then?
The current research topic in the laboratory is: How long can zombies live?
Besides humans, what else can zombies eat?
The big zombie thought of plants, plants infected with zombie viruses.
When I planted it, I realized that they had been studying the reproduction code in the research laboratory for a long time, and nature already had the answer.
Zombie plants have been able to reproduce asexually before zombie humans, and even plants without crystal nuclei can reproduce asexually.
In addition, there are many plants that are monoecious.
For example, corn, rice, wheat, sorghum, etc. are staple foods for humans.
Without human care, they are still full of fruit.
This attracted the attention of the big zombies, who have been busy in the fields these days, trying to plant a piece of land based on their asexually propagated seeds.
The big zombie is cultivating the ground and learning to make furrows to make it easier to make crops later.
Fuchen ran over and his movements did not stop.
Fuchen stepped directly on the ground and kicked many raised ridges. He held up a book and put it in front of the big zombie, "Dad, dad, look at it. Learn this!"
The big zombie noticed the mess on the ground, said nothing, put down the hoe, and read the book Fuchen gave him.
Title: "The Production Process of Milk Powder".
Book title: "Dairy Product Technology"
Turn back to the milk powder chapter and check the next chapter, chapter title, "The Making Process of Modern Milk Tea".
Next chapter, "The Making Process of Ancient Milk Tea".
The big zombie understands: the child is greedy for milk.
Seeing Fuchen's four-toothed smile with excitement, and the brightness in his eyes reflecting his expectations, the big zombie didn't say anything.
He won't make any guarantees.
"Is it okay? Is it okay?" Fuchen asked.
The big zombie nodded, "Try it." Then he picked up the hoe and continued to plow the land.
"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll have milk in three days!" He said and ran away.
Big zombie:......
Fuchen said that wind is rain.
When she said she wanted it, she wanted it. When she said it was three days, it must be three days.
The big zombie slowly made a furrow and piled back the dirt kicked up by the dust. After it was done, put away the hoe and go to the laboratory.
"roar".
A zombie in a white coat stood up.
"Ho ho ho," the big zombie said.
The zombies in white coats went out and took the low-level zombies who were the experimental subjects in the laboratory to the suburbs of the city to harvest wild rice, cook it and eat it. Check the reaction.
White coat zombies are of a high level and can lead groups of low-level zombies into action.
The big zombie picked up the book "Dairy Processing" and read it carefully.
The question arises: Where can I find a milk-producing cow?
Do zombie cows produce milk?
Are there any live cows left?
There are no fresh fish in the rivers. Where are the cattle alive on the land?
The big zombie stared at the ingredients of milk and immediately thought of industrial creamer and chemically produced milk powder.
Looking at the milk tea, there is a lot of tea, but still no milk.
In the age of zombies, plants are alive and well, and animals are less competitive.
The big zombie thought about it and fixed his eyes on the plants.
Plants are so nourishing, maybe they have something special about them.
There are so many superpowers, including those with water-based superpowers, so why are there no milk-based superpowers?
There are no zombie animals, so are there no zombie plants?
The big zombie told Fuchen that he wanted to go into the mountain to investigate.
Fuchen was excited, "I'm going too!"
She also took her playmates, a boy, and a zombie cat with her.
Competition in the mountains is equally fierce. Plants cannot move, but they can expand.
Some plants grow into towering trees, occupying the entire water resources. The roots are exposed on the surface, and they directly bind the passing animal zombies, grind them into dried meat, pierce their heads, and use them as fertilizer for themselves.
The four zombies were very excited.
The Zombie King took out his knife and slashed the tree, and the red sap flowing out revealed a milky fragrance.
Fuchen's eyes immediately lit up.
The boy used electricity to continuously electrocute the tree at a low voltage, controlling the tree so that it did not dare to move.
The Zombie King took a tube with reagent and took it back to the laboratory for research.
Toxic, highly toxic.
It can poison animals and plants carrying zombie viruses.
Many of the animals he strangled were also supernatural beings, but they were poisoned by the venom secreted from their roots and were strangled quickly.
Easy to handle.
The Zombie King finds a suitable item to neutralize it based on its genotype. Such an item is the fire of the fire-type deer with special powers running in the mountains.
It survives by eating plants.
But most plants are poisonous.
Its small purple flame can burn away the poison inside and ensure your own safety.
After solving the toxicity, all that's left is seasoning.
The big zombie found a lush tree in the community. Every time he passed by it, he would be in a trance.
Dig out a piece of tree trunk, throw it into the reagent, stir it evenly, and the milky aroma will come out.
Teach floating dust inspection.
Fuchen smashed his mouth and his eyes lit up, "It tastes good! Dad! I also want all kinds of milk tea! You prepare it for me every day!"
The big zombie said nothing and worked silently.
One night when I went home, Fuchen was depressed and unhappy. He lay on the sofa and babbled to the big zombie, "Hey, it's so sad. There's nothing good to eat. There's nothing fun. There are people with supernatural powers in the city who can think."
Almost all the zombies are in your laboratory. And some of them are running into the mountains to look for supernatural animals and plants. Why am I so sad? There is nothing delicious or fun, ugh..."
The big zombie has an expressionless face. His face will never become like a dead tree.
The eyes have no sparkle.
He won't open his mouth to Fuchen.
He lowered his head, silently took out a pink crystal core, and pushed it in front of Fuchen.
Fuchen glanced at it, didn't care, and continued to chatter, "Hey, zombies are so fun. Although they live a long life, their five senses are not as rich as humans. The zombie boy is past the age of fun. He studies cannonballs every day and is not willing to go out to play."
She was on the side, chattering.
The zombie boy kept working hard and just promised her that she would go out with him to play.
If there wasn't only one similar zombie, would she be begging for help like this?
"Hey." Fuchen swayed his legs.
After all this time, she still hasn't grown up, and her height and intelligence have all stopped at this stage.
It seems that without Rourou's spiritual water, there would be no other possibilities.
Fortunately, zombie boys don't grow taller either, otherwise there would be no comparison.
He glanced at the table and froze.
The crystal nuclei on the table were piled up one by one.
Colorful and look like candies.
Fuchen picked up one and threw it into his mouth, then asked the big zombie with a smile, "Are you kidding me?"
The big zombie had an expressionless face, like a wooden stake, squatting next to Fuchen.
After half the pay, he nodded lightly.
Fuchen smiled again and hugged the big zombie's neck, "Dad, you are so kind."
The big zombie has an expressionless face.
"Let's go and read. It's time to do your homework." Fuchen took the big zombie's hand and got up to go to the study.
With two hours of homework every day, they have already progressed to college courses.
