"There are still many things in the Black Super SWAT world that have not been excavated. It is a pity that they were destroyed by the Ankari. I don't know how many people escaped!" Looking at the destroyed earth, Wang Xu didn't say a word for a long time.
The Ankali people roam across the stars, and the earth cannot fight against them. I am afraid that except for a few people, most of them will be reduced to nothingness along with the earth.
As for revenge for the Lord of Earth, that is what the survivors should think about, and Wang Xu does not feel the same way.
For him, his home is on plane 1, and the earth on plane 12 is just a fake.
The earth on plane 12 was destroyed by the Ankari people. In his eyes, it was like watching a flood somewhere in front of the TV.
Except for a few words, no one will go there to be an ambassador of love. On the contrary, what Wang Xu cares about most is that without the earth as a transit station, he does not have to think about entering the black super special police plane before his physical body is enough to cross the void.
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"Nine times out of ten, there are unsatisfactory things in life!" Wang Xu hummed twice, opened the shuttle door, and returned to Reality Plane No. 1.
I haven’t been back for a few months, and the first plane is still the same. The American emperor leads his younger brother out to fight all day long, and I, a rabbit in a suit, talk about development.
He walked to the living room and shouted twice. Wang Kexin didn't know what he was doing. Wang Xu searched twice but couldn't find anyone.
When the old yellow dog heard Wang Xu's voice, his tail waggled like a windmill, and he came closer to please him.
Wang Xu touched his ear and was about to push it away when he suddenly noticed that the color of the old yellow dog's coat was a little wrong.
"Hey, aren't you yellow? How come you are golden?" Wang Xu stroked the old yellow dog's head and saw that the yellow dog hair was mixed with golden hair, which looked like it had been dyed.
There are not many golden hairs of this kind, accounting for less than one thousandth of the dog's hair, and you can't find them without looking carefully.
The old yellow dog couldn't speak. He just wagged his tail and licked Wang Xu's hand fiercely.
Wang Xu scratched his head. This change should be good. It looked like the old yellow dog was jumping around and it didn't look like anything was wrong.
"You have turned golden, do you know?" Wang Xu squatted on the ground and tapped the old yellow dog's nose with his hand.
The old yellow dog became even more excited when he saw Wang Xu squatting down. He shook his head and pounced on him, licking his face with his tongue full of saliva.
Pushing the old yellow dog away in disgust, Wang Xu shook his head helplessly and said with a bitter smile: "It seems you don't know either!"
"Woof woof!" The old yellow dog barked twice, trotted to the refrigerator, and opened the refrigerator door with his paws.
It squatted in front of the refrigerator and searched for a while, happily picked up a vacuum bag, kicked it back, and closed the refrigerator door.
Holding the vacuum packaging bag in his mouth, the old yellow dog returned to Wang Xu and sat on the ground wagging his tail.
Wang Xu took the vacuum bag over and took a look. It said "Vacuum roast duck, safe to eat" and other words on it, and asked: "Want to eat?"
"Woof woof!" The old yellow dog drooled greedily and looked at Wang Xu expectantly.
Wang Xu patted its head, tore open the package of the roast duck, and said, "Eat it, you smart dog!"
No longer caring about the old yellow dog who was feasting on food, Wang Xu came to the basement and took a look at the zombies he had raised.
Zombies are a living species, and for them, a few months is just a matter of taking a nap.
Wang Xu woke up the zombie and fed it two bags of blood. After hesitating for a moment, he fed it the hormones he got from the zombie world.
This hormone comes from the fifth plane. After eating the music zombie, the strength of the music zombie increases. It is not afraid of the sun and Taoism. According to Wang Xu's estimation, a master-level warrior will not be the opponent of the music zombie one on one. The strength is
Terribly strong.
Wang Xu has never given food to zombies before because he was afraid that his own strength would not be able to suppress it, which would cause a backlash and cause trouble.
Now that he has been promoted to Grand Master, although the musical zombie is strong, it is not enough to scare him. It is time for his zombie baby to evolve.
"Get the corpse up!" Wang Xu patted the coffin, and the sleeping zombie immediately opened its eyes and stood up straight from the coffin.
Wang Xu flew up, stepped on the edge of the coffin with his feet, took out the pill bottle containing hormones, and said: "Open your mouth!"
"Ha!" The zombie swallowed black corpse air and opened its mouth honestly.
Wang Xu looked it up and down for a while. The zombie was made from Old Master Ren. When it became a corpse, it was a black-haired zombie.
He has been pregnant and raised for so long, and the hair on the zombie's body has turned from black to purple, and he looks like he is not far away from the purple-haired zombie.
In terms of level, the combat power of the purple-haired zombies is comparable to that of a master-level warrior. The strength of the musical zombies who have taken hormones is between the purple-haired zombies and flying zombies.
Wang Xu didn't believe that an ordinary corpse could be so powerful after taking hormones, and that the zombies he worked so hard to cultivate would not be as good as him.
"Eat it, eat it all!" Wang Xu put the medicine bottle in the palm of his hand and stuffed it into the zombie's mouth.
Zombies have good teeth and good appetites. They swallowed even the broken pieces of glass into their stomachs.
Wang Xu nodded with satisfaction, jumped off the coffin, and observed the zombie's reaction.
Entering the eyes, the zombies that had taken the hormones were twitching in the coffin as if they had stepped on a wire.
The black and purplish skin changes to a deep purple visible to the naked eye, and the zombie's corpse teeth also increase sharply from about three to four centimeters to the range of seven or eight centimeters. Compared with before, it is the difference between a tiger and a saber-toothed tiger.
Uh-huh!!!
Under Wang Xu's gaze, the zombie suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of bloodthirsty, and looked at him faintly.
Wang Xu frowned slightly, patted the coffin, and ordered: "Lie in!"
Whoosh!
The zombie did not obey the order and pounced directly on Wang Xu.
Wang Xu immediately stepped out and kicked the zombie on the chest, kicking it out like a rubber ball.
"Lie down!" Wang Xu ordered again. He knew very well that taming a corpse is like taming a lion. If you want it to obey your orders, you won't be able to look pleasant.
The zombie got up from the ground and looked at Wang Xu with bloodthirsty eyes.
After taking hormones, zombies not only become stronger, but also smarter.
Wang Xu could see from its eyes that the zombie was resisting him and did not want to obey his orders.
Moreover, after the zombies became stronger, the master-servant relationship Wang Xu formed with the zombies through corpse training was also affected. In the past, when he stood next to the zombies, he could sense the simple thoughts of the zombies, but now, although the feeling is still there, it is still there.
There is an illusion of seeing flowers in the mist.
"Lie in, don't force me to destroy you!" Wang Xu patted the coffin again. He raised the zombies for their fighting power, not for the white-eyed wolf that would turn on its owner.
If the zombie didn't listen to him, Wang Xu would rather smash it to pieces and scatter it into ashes than leaving a hidden danger of eating his own food, drinking his own food, and finally devouring his master.
"ha!"
The zombie looked at Wang Xu for a long time, then breathed in the corpse's breath and lay down in the coffin.
Wang Xu nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand to reseal the coffin lid, patted the coffin and whispered: "I know that as a zombie, at your level, you already have rudimentary wisdom and can understand what I am talking about. I will tell you now.
, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, you eat my food and drink mine, and I want to fly before you repay me. How can there be such a good thing in the world!
I can help you up and push you down. Think clearly about what you are going to do next time, otherwise don’t blame me for being a cruel master!"
There was silence in the coffin. The zombie seemed not to understand what Wang Xu was saying, but also seemed to understand and was thinking.
Regardless of whether he could understand it or not, Wang Xu believed that it already understood it, and added: "Practice hard, and when I can get you, when you have made great achievements for me, it is not impossible for you to fly solo.
You have to be smart as a human being, and the same applies to being a zombie. Remember my words, this is your last chance. If this happens again next time, I won't say anything more, and you have to take care of yourself."
"Master, are you back?"
Wang Kexin's voice came to his ears, and Wang Xu turned around slightly to walk out.
Before he could walk out, a hand stretched out from the coffin and grabbed Wang Xu's clothes.
Wang Xu looked back, patted the zombie's paw, and whispered: "Those who know me are worried about me, and those who don't know me are worried about me. What do I want from those who don't know me? Just take care of yourself."