Chapter 82

Black motorcycles galloped along the road.

The zombies floating on the road left the road sluggishly. After the motorcycle passed, the zombies wandered aimlessly again.

Zhang Yiming tightly twisted the handle of the motorcycle with his fingers and tried his best to restrain himself.

Get out of here and don't let go.

His filthy body did not deserve the light.

Zhang Yiming exudes a violent atmosphere. His whole mind is immersed in a state of rage and madness, and is on the verge of collapse.

ruin.

The thoughts in his mind let him destroy everything.

This is the instinct of the zombie group.

Bloodthirsty, violent, crazy.

A soft face flashed in his head, and Zhang Yiming gradually calmed down.

He knew clearly how painful it was to become like this.

Human purgatory, but so.

He is already in purgatory, how can he pull her down.

Zhang Yiming turned back and took a soft look at the direction of D city. His thoughts returned to calm.

The motorcycle sped forward until it left the city. Zhang Yiming slowed down.

There are occasional zombies in front of the motorcycle. Far away, the zombies give way.

The always violent zombie didn't roar, but some scared away from the motorcycle.

Zhang Yiming calmly glanced at the zombie in front of him and walked forward.

"You, come here!"

Zhang Yiming suddenly stopped the motorcycle, his voice was slightly cool, and his cold eyes looked at the zombies on the roadside.

The zombie had the same rotten face as other zombies, and his body smelled disgusting.

The only difference from other zombies is eyes.

Its eyes are not as dull as other zombies.

Its eyes dodged and avoided Zhang Yiming's eyes.

It seems very afraid of Zhang Yiming, but it still moves to Zhang Yiming bit by bit.

This is a middle-aged man's zombie. He was wearing a suit and shoes. I think he was a man who paid attention to appearance.

After becoming a zombie, the body is filthy, and the smell of large pieces of rotten meat is suffocating.

You can see at a glance that this is a zombie.

Zhang Yiming took out a second-order crystal core from the cloth bag hanging on the motorcycle and handed it to the zombie in suit and shoes.

The zombie looked down at the ground. A pair of rotten hands slowly stretched out and caught the crystal core in Zhang Yiming's hand.

Under the sunlight, the second-order crystal nucleus emits a faint blue light, which is extremely enchanting.

A pair of rotten hands holding the demonic crystal core, unspeakable sense of disobedience.

A boy who looks sunny.

A rotten zombie.

The zombie stood still in fear.

The white boy looked calm.

This picture is strange to outsiders, but it is real.

Zhang Yiming didn't say anything to the zombie. He started the motorcycle and the motorcycle sped on the road again.

The zombie in suit and shoes took a look at the crystal core held in his hand and the speeding motorcycle. The speed under his feet was fast.

Closely followed its king.

Zhang Yiming glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the zombie following behind.

Thoughts abound in my heart.

Yes, even if his appearance is the same as that of human beings and his body is not rotten, he still can't change his essence.

He is a zombie.

He longed to become human and to get rid of this filthy body.

He hated that he was a zombie, but he kept searching for those strange zombies.

If those zombies had the opportunity, they would have the same thoughts as him.

He observed too many zombies for this.

Some zombies have no thought, only bloodthirsty instinct.

When zombies evolve to a certain stage, there will be a little human instinct.

Will zombies become humans when they evolve to a certain stage?

Zhang Yiming's expression was slightly painful.

He has a clear mind.

Why his blood is black.

Why can't smell and taste buds feel other tastes except flesh and blood.

He wants to be human, even without any powers.

He frantically searched for high-level zombies just to help them evolve.

Maybe one day, he can find a way to become human.

All he longed for was to become flesh and blood before the end of the world.

Even if you can't be with her, as long as you're not dirty.

In this way, he can shake her hand with his clean flesh and blood.

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath and returned to reality from his beautiful fantasy, with a touch of bitterness on his lips.

Apart from taste buds, smell and blood, he is no different from humans.

It seems that there is little difference, but in fact there is a gap.

Behind the motorcycle, zombies gradually chased Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming did not look back and let them follow him.

The low-level zombies were too slow to keep up, so they were left behind.

Those who can chase motorcycles are zombies of high-level zombies. They are flexible and not as dull as low-level zombies.

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The family went crazy outside all day before they returned to the security base.

At night, there are stars.

Three old men were playing against the landlord outside the bus. Uncle Wang was pasted with a white note on his face.

"Old Bai, we are all farmers, I am just a card, you make complaints about six," Wang uncle Tucao.

"This is my smallest card." Bai Zhengxuan helped his forehead.

"You're a real dish!" Uncle Wang held a three and one face of disgust.

Bai Zhengxuan:

Lao Wang belongs to the kind of scoundrel who dislikes other people's food even when he cooks his own food!

This kind of person is the most hateful. What's more hateful is that this kind of person has a strong mouth and thick skin. He can't say anything about others!

"Wang fried!"

Uncle Liu slowly threw down the last two cards.

Uncle Wang had another note on his face full of white notes.

Bai Zhengxuan touched the green bracelet and blinked at uncle Liu.

Next time let Lao Wang be the landlord, let's cheat and change cards with mutant plants!

Lao Liu: got it!

In the bus.

Lengyebai carefully cleaned the vegetables, mixed the chopped vegetables with the meat paste, and then fried them in the pot.

Xiao Zhu is not very vegetarian.

Lengyebai takes great pains to chop vegetables and mix them with meat mud to make meat cakes every time.

Cold night white mouth hanging a faint smile, the whole person is filled with a feeling called happiness.

As an orphan, he felt the warmth of his family for the first time in Bai's family.

Cold night white even has a trace of regret.

It would be nice if the end did not come.

No matter what means he uses, he will also become a page in the white household register.

Door to door son-in-law, he can!!

Let him change his name and surname. The child's surname is Bai. The house and car write Xiao Zhu's name. He does housework, eats leftovers, sends the child to and from school, tutors the child to do his homework and subsidizes his brother-in-law. He has no problem!!!

Bai Juzhu and others held the crystal nucleus and improved their powers. They didn't notice the white to luminous eyes on the cold night.

"Uncle Wang, uncle Bai, it's really you! When I saw the bus and garbage truck this afternoon, I thought it must be you!"

A cheerful voice sounded.

Bai qiramie looked out from the window and was captain Zhu.

He led the people of s city to escape to the wind power plant. Later, due to the proliferation of mutant rats, everyone fled separately.

"Yo, little Zhu, it's such a coincidence that you are also in this base!" Uncle Wang looked at captain Zhu happily.

I wish the captain is a good public servant of the people!

When I was in S City, I tried my best to organize people to evacuate. If it weren't for the mutant rats, I think everyone would be well under his management.