Chapter 313

"Zombie virus antibody?" Zhang Yiming was stunned. "Can someone really resist zombie virus?"

Zhang Yiming thought lengyebai could resist the attack of zombie virus.

Facts have proved that lengyebai is now a zombie.

He once took cold night white blood, but he didn't extract anything useful from it, and the zombie virus antibody was not found.

Without antibodies, there is no antidote.

"Someone bitten by a zombie will not become a zombie. As long as he doesn't become a zombie within half an hour, it means he has resisted the zombie virus." zombie emperor Zhang Yiming said slowly, "even if he has resisted the zombie virus, there may not be antibodies in his body. It can only be said that his basic reason is that he has adapted to the virus. The virus has not won or lost."

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming was always thinking about how to become human in the first three years of the last world.

There is also a little breakthrough in the research of antidotes.

At least, more than those scientists know.

Three years after the end of the world, the light disappeared, and his idea of becoming a human was gone.

But the experiment became more and more crazy.

His favorite is to catch a group of people and throw them into the zombie heap.

Watch them turn into zombies.

Those who were bitten and didn't become zombies were studied by his inhuman anatomy.

At that time, he had no desire for the antidote, just pure revenge on mankind.

The worse a man dies, the happier he feels.

Always felt that the worse the human death, he helped Xiao Zhu avenge.

"Any virus will have antibodies."

Zhang Yiming twisted his eyebrows and still didn't want to give up the treatment.

Gan mu can't, so take the scientific way.

There are so many roads, one is always right.

He wanted to keep himself dirty and turn his blood red.

"Yes, indeed." zombie emperor Zhang Yiming touched his chin. "According to my calculation, those who did not become zombies did not have antibodies because they did not become a Petri dish. As long as the virus stays in people's body long enough, they can maintain self-awareness from beginning to end. If they can become human, ah, they have antibodies in their body."

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming sighed faintly when he said this.

"There are so many people who become zombies. Who knows they become zombies a few minutes after being scratched!"

Even if he knows, he doesn't know if he can become a human.

"If you become a zombie and then a human in half an hour, you will have antibodies?" Zhang Yiming suddenly thought of something.

Cold night white.

After Leng Yebai was injured, he did not immediately become a zombie, but was tortured (Zhang Yiming chuckled) for several days before his blood completely turned black.

"Yes, virus antibodies do not exist in the blood, but only in places where energy is gathered. The reason why people are different from zombies is still related to crystal nuclei."

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming rubbed his temples.

Because Zhang Yiming ate sweet wood, he could feel the comfort of pressing his temples.

Zhang Yiming's eyes deepened.

The only disadvantage of zombies is the head. As long as the head is injured, there will be real death.

The nucleus exists in the head.

If the antibody is present in the nucleus, it seems to make sense.

The nucleus is like the second brain, which can control the whole body.

However, if you take virus antibodies, don't you have to cut each other's brains?

"Forget it, go and find the virus antibody!" zombie emperor Zhang Yiming got up and stood up. "I still have some things to do."

If the human organization is not strangled, he will never be reconciled if he is accidentally disappeared by the rules of the world one day.

Finally came to this world with her, we must destroy the organization that once hurt her.

Gan Mu also saw it when he went to find the mysterious organization. He tried his best to find it.

I didn't expect that I didn't become a human, but a sentimental zombie.

Perhaps for the zombie species, the sentient zombie is at the top of the existence, the emperor among the emperors.

But he would rather be an ordinary human.

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming didn't look for Xiao Zhu, but passed the yard and left.

Zhang Yiming closed his eyes and carefully felt his brain waves.

The brain waves that had been hit hard before returned to normal, and powerful brain waves spread in the village again.

This time, brain waves were like his left and right hands to him.

Contract freely.

Zhang Yiming tried to breathe. He could feel a breath down his throat to his lungs.

The slender finger rested on the wrist and the heart beat.

Strong.

All the organs in the body work again because of this sweet wood.

But the blood is still black.

In a sense, Gan Mu cured his body and treated him as a zombie.

Bloodthirsty and violent thoughts are confused in the brain. It seems that this is not a disease, but the instinct of zombies.

Zhang Yiming breathed heavily and felt the breath, pain and temperature he had expected.

He has all the feelings these people have, but he is still not happy.

He wondered why he was treated as a zombie because he was such a vibrant Gan mu?

Zhang Yiming looked at the courtyard where the Bai family lived, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Lengyebai was the one he wanted to kill most, but he was also the one he envied most.

Zhang Yiming rubbed his temples hard and felt the pain from his head. Then he stood up and walked slowly towards his yard.

The whole village was very quiet. When Zhang Yiming released brain waves, the zombies trembled more than before.

They have no consciousness, which belongs to the instinct of rotten bodies.

At the gate of the yard, the little blue zombie is still standing at the door.

From a distance, it saw Zhang Yiming coming step by step.

The dull eyes stayed on him for a moment and immediately retracted.

Curled up at the door, with his rotting face low, waiting for Zhang Yiming to pass in front of it, like any time.

In most cases, Zhang Yiming didn't look at it.

Occasionally, Zhang Yiming will look at it, with cold eyes.

When Zhang Yiming looked at the zombie, he only had cold eyes.

Even if he is the zombie emperor, he hates zombies as much as human beings.

The rotten flesh and blood reminded him that the blood in his body was also black.

It reminds him of his dirty body.

As usual, Xiao Lan zombie looked at Zhang Yiming's feet with dull eyes.

Every time, the owner of these feet will not stop, but just walk in front of himself.

And this time.

Let the God it feared stop.

The feet stopped in front of it, very close to it, as if they could touch it with their hands.

The rotten fingers trembled slightly, but they didn't dare to stretch out. They just lowered their heads more piously and waited for the instructions of the gods.