Chapter 342

"The leaves of Hibiscus can heal injuries." Zhang Yiming, the zombie emperor, looked at the leaves in Bai Juzhu's hands and reminded him, "remember to put them away."

In the end times, injury means death.

Many mutant plants have the function of treating injuries. Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming, as a zombie, never cares about these problems.

The most famous wound healing plant is mulberry leaf, which is loved by survivors in the end of the world.

Zhang Yiming doesn't know whether the mulberry tree can grow into the zombie emperor of Fusang tree recorded in the mountain and sea Sutra. He never cares about this.

Now, he has some regrets. He knew that he could go back to the past. He should know more about something useful to mankind in the end of the world.

"Good!"

Bai Ju smiled and nodded.

She naturally knows that the mutated mulberry leaves have a significant healing effect.

This mutated mulberry is really rare. Once it is found, it will be competed by some forces and transplanted back to the security base.

This will be a base to show off capital.

Mulberry trees will continue to grow new leaves, which is better than the benefits of a wood power.

It doesn't matter whether it can grow into a God tree. Its leaves alone have become the object of competition for major security bases.

It will take a year or two to discover the powerful benefits of Fusarium.

The Wangs should not know the function of Fusang tree, so they left this wisp of branch here.

Bai Jue touched the soft soil of the flowerpot and gently pulled out the branches.

Exposed the just broken root.

The mutated Hibiscus is nearby!

The white ramie's eyes lit up after rubbing.

Hibiscus leaves are also very precious in the end of the world. If they can be planted in space, they will make a big hair!

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming looked at Bai Jue's bright eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly aroused.

The long eyelashes slowly covered his eyes, but in a minute, the zombie emperor Zhang Yiming opened his eyes.

It is not difficult for the zombie emperor Zhang Yiming to extract the picture he wants to see from the nearby zombie brain.

"They came from that direction." zombie emperor Zhang Yiming pointed to the direction of nearby Qinglong mountain and looked at Bai Juzhu softly. "I have something else to do, so I won't go with you. You must be careful."

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming was reluctant to give up with a touch in his eyes. His fingers tightened slightly and loosened slowly.

That force has not been found yet. Anyway, he is not at ease.

He wants to know more about those forces than to stay with Bai Juzhu.

He is afraid that the future will not be rewritten. He can rest assured only by thoroughly clarifying those forces.

He really didn't want to see the nightmare future, even if the future of hell was almost created by him.

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming drooped his eyes slightly and dared not look at the white ramie.

If she knew that she had killed so many survivors and created the future of hell, she would be afraid of herself!

"OK, if you have something to do, please do it first!" Bai Cuizhu waved to the zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming smiled on his face.

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming looked up and smiled. He couldn't help breaking into his eyes.

In the past ten years, I have not smiled very much, and unconsciously I have also hung a smile.

"Good!"

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming nodded and waved to Bai Juzhu.

It's like going back to school. Every time after school, he will deliberately brush past Bai Juzhu and wave goodbye to each other.

I miss that time!

Bai Juzhu looked at the zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming did not experience the sadness in his eyes and paused slightly.

I always feel that Xiaoming is more sad and vicissitudes than his own experience.

After the Bai family said goodbye to the zombie emperor and Zhang Yiming, they got on the bus and prepared to find the mulberry tree.

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming stood there, quietly watching the Bai family get on the bus and see them off.

The window was rolled down by lengyebai, and lengyebai with a mask stuck his head out of the window.

Leng Yebai waved to the zombie emperor with gloves. Zhang Yiming said casually.

"Zhang Yiming, you said this morning that I would come to you this afternoon. We'll go back late this afternoon. Let's talk about it another day!"

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming paused slightly and looked at the cold night for a while.

I seem to have noticed him only now.

This man is very strange. He can smell the smell of human flesh and blood from his body, but he also feels a faint brain wave in his brain.

"Well, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming nodded slowly, and his eyes fell on the mask on the white face of the cold night.

The cold night's white eyes sank, waved, and then rolled up the window.

The bus wiped the body of the zombie emperor Zhang Yiming and rushed in the direction of Qinglong mountain.

Zombie emperor Zhang Yiming stood in place and quietly watched the bus go away.

Slender fingers rubbed slightly and watched the bus murmur in a low voice.

"Humans with brain waves?"

Zombie emperor. Zhang Yiming shook his head slightly and stopped thinking about cold night white.

He has more important things.

Until the bus disappeared, the zombie emperor Zhang Yiming slowly turned and left.

The gentleness in his eyes had disappeared, and what was wrapped around him was just like the real hostility.

This is the anger naturally emitted from the inside out. Only in front of someone will he suppress his anger.

The warm and sunny face was no longer pure and good, and was infected with a touch of evil.

Wherever they passed, zombies stopped one after another to pay tribute to their emperor.

On the bus.

"What are you and Xiao Ming going to say?"

Bai Juzhu took out an orange from the space and asked lengyebai while peeling it.

"It's about my physical condition. Let's see when I can become what I am."

Cold night Bai hung his eyes and didn't look at Bai Jue. His fingers tightened slightly and reluctantly made up a lie that he heard in the past.

"Oh."

Bai Jue answered and ate oranges. She had no doubt about the cold night Bai's words.

Cold night Bai breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes became more and more heavy.

That was not Zhang Yiming.

There seems to be no resentment between him and Zhang Yiming, but everyone doesn't like him.

There are few scenes of talking alone, let alone making a private appointment to study the blood of cold night white.

These days, Zhang Yiming came to draw blood and took it back for research.

Cold night Bai's fingers knocked on the window for a while, thinking about the relationship between the man he just met and Zhang Yiming.

"Come on, have an orange."

Bai Juzhu was eating sweet oranges and didn't forget to give everyone a big orange.

Bai Juzhu also likes to eat oranges. The orange trees in the space were transplanted from Bai Zhengxuan orchard. The fruits are big, sweet and seedless.

"It's worthy of being the fruit tree of my orchard. It's so sweet!"

Bai Zhengxuan also peeled an orange, ate one, and squinted comfortably.

It's like going back to the afternoon before the end of the world, busy with the weeds in the orchard, picking an orange and basking in the sun on the couch.

Bai Yifan looked at the orange that white came to pass, and silently Tucao, "Grandpa, how do I make complaints about the fruit trees in the orchard are planted for the elder sister?"

"Nonsense! It's not all your sister's favorite." Bai Zhengxuan said faintly. "Have you forgotten the two walnut trees in the orchard? You were born and planted them for you!"

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