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Chapter 339 Move on

"She is actually asking the undead for food!"

"Don't she know that the dead don't eat?"

"Those are a bunch of skeletons."

The residents who witnessed this scene communicated with each other in the lowest voices.

They are also looking forward to what the undead will do to the little girl.

The undead are a new race that has appeared, and they are completely different from other races. They are an existence that they do not understand.

They were conquered by the undead. This place belongs to the undead. It is very necessary to understand the undead.

But the skeletons were too scary, and they didn't dare to go up and say anything to the undead. In the past few days, they had only figured out some simple rules.

For example, if you don't attack, you won't die. This is the rule.

They don't dare to understand further, for fear of risking their own lives.

Now there are little girls coming forward to do experiments. This is a very good opportunity for them to learn more about the undead.

Will the undead kill the little girl? What will the undead do?

They especially want to know.

As for the little girl's life and death, they didn't care too much.

They don't know the little girl anyway.

And they could tell from the little girl's dress that before the city-state of Taker was conquered, the little girl was probably not a rich person, and she might have been a poor person before that.

They won't pay attention to a poor person. If he dies, he will die. It will allow them to get more information about the undead, and it will be considered a worthy death.

Not knowing what other people were thinking, the little girl just knelt like that, the light in her eyes gradually dimming in the silence of the undead.

"Can't you..."

The little girl's voice was very low and weak, she chanted, and wanted to stand up, but she was too weak. She hadn't eaten for a long time, and she had no strength at all. She wanted to stand up, but her legs couldn't move.

After struggling for a few times, he still fell to the ground.

Tears kept sliding down the corners of her eyes.

She is not a rat-man, she is just a vassal race of the rat-men, living in the city-state of Taker.

Under the rule of the Rat Man, her family was a poor family. They didn't have enough to eat, they didn't have enough clothes to wear, and even the house they lived in had drafts everywhere.

When the undead attacked the city, they were also scared and frightened, but they were the first ones to calm down.

They figured it out, what would happen if they conquered the city-state?

Kill them?

Just kill, maybe it would be better if you died, so you don't have to suffer.

It is said that the undead do not need to eat. Will they become undead after they die?

The irony is that the old rat-man aristocrats who wore gorgeous clothes, carried various expensive gestures, and ate food they could never eat in their lifetimes are all dead, but they are still alive.

The Ratmen are no longer the rulers of the Thakor City State, the undead are.

Although the rulers have changed, their situation has not changed. No, it should be said that it is worse than before.

They have no stored food.

Hunger is more painful than killing them directly.

Is it so difficult to eat enough?

Death, is it scary?

Killed by the undead or starved to death, wouldn't they both die?

The little girl finally stood in front of the undead.

She asked for a little food, and really a little was enough.

The little girl slumped on the ground thought sadly.

With a snap, an undead carrying a cloth bag walked out of the alley, walked step by step in front of the patrol, handed the cloth bag in his hand to the low-level skeleton warrior, then turned around and swayed away.

The low-level skeleton warrior opened the cloth bag, took out something similar to bread, and handed it to the little girl.

The smell of the food instantly caught the little girl's attention. She turned her head in surprise, and the moment she saw the bread, her eyes burst into life.

food!

It's food.

She didn't care to look at the skeleton, reached out to grab the food, put it to her mouth, and bit down hard.

Very hard, but edible.

The little girl chewed hard for a few times, held her neck and swallowed, turned to look at the dilapidated building not far away, tried to stand up, and wanted to run over, but as soon as she moved, she fell again.

She held the bread in her arms and moved towards the building little by little.

The low-level skeleton warrior tilted his head and looked at the little girl squirming on the ground. The soul fire in his eyes kept beating. He was thinking about what the little girl was doing.

After thinking for about half a minute, he looked up and looked in the direction where the little girl was crawling.

Oh, yes, she is going to that building.

The low-level skeleton warrior stepped forward, summoned several undead skeletons, lifted up the little girl, and with the little girl's frightened expression, he carried her to the front of the building and put her down.

The little girl who was put down looked up blankly at the undead, then looked at the door in front of her, and struggled again, trying to push the door open.

"Hmm...ah..."

After trying hard for a long time, the door was only pushed open halfway.

The low-level skeleton warrior tilted his head and was thinking again.

She wants to go in?

So, the skeletal undead stepped forward and opened the door, lifted the little girl and sent her in.

The house was very simple, and there was a person lying on the only bed. She was the mother of the little girl.

The mother was in even worse condition than the little girl, but when she heard the door knocking, she struggled to turn her head and saw several undead spirits carrying their children in.

my child!

Don't hurt her!

She is still young!

The mother was panicked. She struggled to get up and beg, but she couldn't move. Her voice was hoarse and she couldn't make out what she was saying.

The undead carried the little girl to the bed and put her down. The little girl raised the bread in her hand and handed it to her mother.

"Mom, eat, eat..."

The little girl's lips were chapped, her voice was hoarse, and she struggled to speak.

Mother smelled the aroma of bread and looked at the bread in front of her with disbelief in her eyes.

She really wanted to ask where the food came from.

I don't have the energy to speak anymore.

The mother and daughter were exhausted. Although the food was right in their mouths, it was difficult to eat it.

If this continues, the two of them will just stare at the food in front of them and die.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the door and walked in from the door. It was a black warrior patrolling the streets.

He was nearby and noticed the difference here from the soul network, so he came over to take a look.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As a highly intelligent undead, the Black Warrior does not need explanations from other undead. He only needs a few glances to understand what is going on.

[Idiot, can they possibly eat something so hard like this? 】

[I’m so hungry and I’m still eating shit.]

【They need treatment!】

Black Warrior cursed loudly in the soul network. Seeing the skeletal undead being at a loss, Black Warrior realized that these guys are really... idiots, in the true sense.

Wisdom is too low.

Black Samurai is very good at killing people, but it's hard to force others to save people.

The Black Warrior asked the skeleton undead to guard here while he ran out to find someone.

Among the undead, there was no one who could save people, at least he felt that no one could, so he had to find people around him.

Fortunately, Darth Vader can communicate.

They went to each building one by one, kicked in the door, grabbed someone, and asked if they could save someone.

The method was simple and crude, but it worked really well, and it really made him find a guy who looked like a witch doctor.

It was a rat man who was carried back to mother and daughter by the Black Warrior like a chicken.

"Save them." The black warrior pointed at the mother and daughter and said to the rat witch doctor.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The rat witch doctor did not dare to raise his head to look at the black warrior, he nodded and ran to the mother and daughter's side.

After a brief inspection, the rat witch doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not a serious illness, it's just that I'm hungry and too weak.

He took out a tube of nutritional medicine from the box he carried with him and fed it to the mother and daughter.

"Sir, that's enough." The rat witch doctor turned his head and stared at the ground.

"Well, let me take a look." The Black Warrior said as he walked forward and stared at the mother and daughter.

The breath of life has indeed begun to become stronger.

After the mother and daughter drank the nutritional potion, their faces became visibly rosy and their breath became smooth and long.

The black warrior confirmed whether the two of them would be dead soon, then turned around and looked at the rat-man witch doctor with a low eyebrow, "You did a good job, I am very satisfied, you will follow us in the future, if

If necessary, I will give you instructions."

"Ah?" The rat man suddenly raised his head, with surprise on his face. This was something serious.

"Huh? You don't want to?" Black Warrior's voice suddenly turned cold.

"No, no, no, it's my honor to serve you." The rat witch doctor quickly lowered his head and said obediently.

"That's right. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." The black warrior nodded with satisfaction and motioned for the rat witch doctor to follow him and leave.

Before leaving, he asked the skeletal undead to guard the place and wait for the mother and daughter to recover before leaving.

The reason why he saves people is not because of how kindhearted the Dark Knight is.

Their murderous intentions are so serious that they will not take the initiative to consider saving people.

That's because of Li Ziyu's order.

In order to continue development, Li Ziyu asked the undead not to harm the surrendered residents of the city-state at will, and even to protect their lives.

Of course, these residents didn't know that.

They are afraid of the undead, and they cannot communicate with low-level undead.

The little girl accidentally saved herself and her mother.

What the undead did surprised the residents of Takr, and they didn't understand why the undead wanted to save people.

Aren't they the incarnation of death? Saving people is contrary to death.

In the following days, people continued to be bold enough to conduct experiments.

They go to the dead for help and for food.

The undead responded to them and gave them food. It was the simplest food. Don't expect it to be delicious, but it was enough to eat and you wouldn't starve to death.

This is enough, enough to prove that the undead are not the extremely terrifying race that they think of, killing wantonly.

When the fear disappeared, the undead issued a decree, a decree from the Lord of the Undead.

All thefts, brawls, murders... are illegal. Depending on the crime committed, different levels of punishment will be given, up to and including the death penalty.

And those who deal with these incidents are all undead.

The residents suddenly realized that the undead wanted to maintain and develop the city-state.

According to these laws, it is clear that they will usher in a more peaceful and comfortable environment.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Li Ziyu lit up a lot of mechanical technologies.

【Iron Bucket Guard】

[Equipment: Barrel-type psychic steam-powered armor]

[Weapons: Soulshaker grenade, flash grenade, single-shot hand cannon, defender assault rifle, flame burst bombs, conventional assault rifle bullets]

[Introduction: Ha, the undead is another unreliable work. Although they will most likely not be able to use it, they still developed such a unit. Through research on the fearless, they developed a special armored undead specifically used to defend their territory.

Their combat effectiveness is not strong, but their defense is not bad. At least their armor is not easily damaged.】

[Requirements: 300 steel hard plates, 100 steam pipes, 1 psychic steam movement, 2 psychic cores...]

After the Undead successfully developed the Dauntless, they seemed to have opened the door to a new world, developing all kinds of weird mechanical undead based on the Dauntless.

The Iron Barrel Guard is one of the early developed mechanical undead.

It has a barrel body, and its core power is a psychic steam movement. It uses a large number of gears and metal pipes to transmit energy. The steel hard plate outside gives it good defense.

The armor is human-shaped, and the head is a semicircular metal cover.

Overall, it's a bit similar to a funny version of a Space Marine. After all, a Space Marine doesn't have a barrel-shaped body.

There are only skulls in the armor. In other words, the semicircular metal-covered helmets are their real weakness. Unless the cover is blown away and their skulls are shattered, the Iron Barrel Guards will not die.

Even if the body is shattered and dismantled, it has just lost its power.

Li Ziyu wants to use iron barrel guards to act as defenders of various city-states. These guys are not very good at offensive power, but they are still good at defense, mainly because they can resist.

In addition to the Iron Barrel Guards, he also created some other units that he felt could be used on future battlefields.

After some repairs, Li Ziyu felt that it was almost time to leave, and he was going to continue marching towards the rat people.

One night, the residents of the city-state of Taker were awakened by messy noises.

Through the cracks in the door and windows, they saw the departing souls.

The direction that the undead left was the territory of the rat people. Needless to say, they also knew what the undead were going to do.

The war is about to begin again!

After leaving Tucker, Li Ziyu divided his troops into three groups and marched towards the rat-human city-state.

During the time when Li Ziyu repaired and set off again, the Ratmen were not able to recuperate, they were still fighting.

The undead who once fought against the infected and demons have given up the fight and no longer help the rat people fight, threatening the surrounding villages.

Before getting orders from Li Ziyu, they did not attack, they just threatened and hid.

Without the restraint of the undead, the infected and demons have been freed from their shackles, becoming more and more unscrupulous, constantly attacking villages, and even starting to attack city-states.

The combat effectiveness of the Ratmen was divided between the three battlefields and was seriously insufficient. In the process of resisting the infected and demons, they continued to lose, and their villages were attacked one after another.

Infected people and undead are different.

The undead are restrained by Li Ziyu and will not be massacred, let alone exterminated.

The complete opposite is true for infected people.

Any village they conquer will leave no chickens or dogs behind. Unless they become infected, they will die.

This put everyone in the rat tribe's city-states and villages in danger, and they began to realize that the matter was getting more and more serious.

Not only the infected and demons, they also have to face a special army of the undead.

This army will not attack villages or city-states at will. They will follow the infected.

Whenever the number of infected people reaches a certain level, this team will fight out and fight the infected people, and then transform the infected people into undead.

The rat people fear and love this team.

I am afraid because this team belongs to the undead, and the undead are currently at war with the rat people. This team may attack the rat people at any time.

What's interesting is that this team has not launched attacks on rat villages or city-states so far. They only attack infected people.

The size of this undead team is constantly expanding, and there are already tens of millions of people scattered behind each infected team.

The Skaven do not know the name of this team, but they are willing to call this team "Sheepdogs".

What they graze is the infected. Sadly, the Ratmen are the food of the infected...

The so-called shepherd dog team is actually the team of the Dark Skeletons and their tattooed skeletons.

While Li Ziyu was singing triumphantly, the Dark Skeleton was also struggling to develop and expand, forming a climate.


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