Chapter 480

"What sea bottom?"

Something seemed to flash in Bai Juzhu's brain, but he couldn't remember.

The bottom of the sea?

In her last life, she spent three years in the security base, never went to the seaside, and basically never left the Huofeng security base.

I really haven't been anywhere except to find my grandparents outside.

But when Li Mucheng talked about the seaside, she always seemed to think of something.

"Atlantis really exists."

Li Mucheng paused for a moment. He just said such a sentence and didn't explain anything anymore.

Bai Juzhu twisted her eyebrows and began to seriously think about the years she had spent in the last world.

Atlantis is an undersea civilization speculated by mankind. Whether it exists is very controversial for mankind.

Even, this is just a civilization that exists in legends, and many kinds of civilizations exist in legends.

The authenticity has long been irrefutable.

Human beings are not always at the top of the food chain. Even human beings have existed for only about 20000 years.

The age of the earth is billions of years.

In these billions of years, all kinds of life have been born.

In this long time, the overlord on the earth has changed from race to race.

Humans are well known as dinosaurs. Dinosaurs used to be the overlord in the world.

However, before the rise of human civilization, did there really exist other civilizations that were as prosperous as human civilization?

If it does exist, how did this civilization disappear?

Ancient Greek records say that Atlantis civilization disappeared in the prehistoric flood. It is said that underwater pyramids were found in the waters west of Portugal.

This civilization, known as the son of the sea, disappeared into the sea again.

Is there any connection between them?

"Atlantis doesn't exist. You have to hand over your two masters!"

As a people's teacher, Bai Zhengxuan has also heard of the of Atlantis civilization.

But now he doesn't want to know whether that civilization exists. He just wants to find Uncle Wang and Liu quickly.

"Hehe, you can hand them over, but you have to stay."

Li Mucheng smiled in a low voice and wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingers.

The smell of the white family is the best one he has ever smelled. The smell of flesh and blood on them almost magnified his instinct to the extreme.

Logically, the more powerful the powers on your body, the greater the attraction of flesh and blood to zombies.

But the Bai family is not like this. Although their powers are very powerful, the smell of flesh and blood emitted by them is incomparably rich.

Almost any zombie can't resist this smell.

"Keep your uncle!"

Bai Zhengxuan burned Li Mucheng with red flames in his hands.

Bai Zhengxuan was very angry, and the flame was extremely hot.

It was already dark, and half the village was illuminated by the blazing flame.

"Xiao Cheng, be careful!"

Old man Li looked at the scene in front of him in horror in the bus. He quickly stretched out his hand, regardless of his own safety, and stretched out his hand to drag Bai Zhengxuan.

For fear that his son was killed by Bai Zhengxuan.

Bai Zhengxuan radiates hot energy. If you put your hand on him, you will be scalded, but old man Li pounced on Bai Zhengxuan regardless.

"Your son is dead. He is the Zombie King now. Even if he still has memory, he doesn't regard you as his father. Why do you do that?"

Bai Jue's fingers moved gently and imprisoned old man Li in place with control.

Not all zombies with memories are good zombie kings.

Li Mucheng, the Zombie King, is the culprit who turned the whole village into a zombie village and a demon who caught many survivors in captivity.

For human survivors, Li Mucheng is a real enemy.

If it is not solved, it will one day become a nightmare for human survivors.

"He is my son!"

Master Li was tied in place by the control force and couldn't move for half a minute. He couldn't move even if he exhausted his own strength.

What Bai Cuizhu said, he has a lot of words to refute, such as his son was very clever when he was young, he studied very well, and so on.

Unfortunately, he was bound. He was worried about his son. The whole person was thinking about how to get rid of the shackles and spoke concisely.

Li Mucheng glanced at old man Li in the bus. He didn't speak, but his eyes were cold.

The current wrapped around him again, and the water and fire collided and made a Zizi sound.

The news spread all over the village.

The village was shrouded in night and quiet, not even the roar of zombies.

A faint smell of blood filled the village.

Because this time is the time for zombies to eat.

Three meals a day. This time is dinner time.

Every family, the survivors in the house looked pale at the blood drawing instruments thrown in by the zombies.

I saw the bloodthirsty expression of the zombie.

They also heard the news outside, but the problem is that they don't know if the people outside can win!

Even if we win, it will take some time to rescue them.

During this time, they have to make sure they can't die.

So, as usual, the survivors picked up the instruments on the ground, no matter who they were, and directly took a clean instrument to draw blood for themselves.

At this time, people also selectively forget about infectious diseases.

People who draw blood unconsciously will be eaten by zombies.

I can't live anymore. Who cares about cleanliness?

The bright red blood slowly flows into the needle tube.

Once simple villagers have become zombies. They look straight at the survivors' arms and wait for them to put their blood in the window.

In this way, the zombie family will have dinner.

Such scenes appear in every house in the village.

This is the time for "dinner" stipulated by Li Mucheng.

The trapped survivors gave the blood to the zombies outside.

The zombies outside didn't have a happy scene together at this time. They directly crowded together and scrambled to drink blood.

There are at least five or six human survivors imprisoned in each house.

Every zombie can taste blood, but not enough to fill their stomachs.

Their desire for flesh and blood is infinite. Even if they burst their stomachs, they are not satisfied.

The zombies licked the red blood on their rotten fingers and stared at the survivors in the room.

Next, wait.

Wait for the next meal.

Every day, they repeat today's behavior.

Wait outside after dinner, waiting for the next meal time.

As long as the Zombie King Li Mucheng didn't call them, they always stood in front of the window, staring at the "food" inside, and their eyes were full of bloodthirsty eyes.

The people in the house, without meat, eat spinach to replenish blood every day. In addition to these, they have to endure the eyes of zombies.

Staring straight at the food.

It seems that you can rush in at any time and bite them and swallow them into your stomach.

Even if you turn around and don't look at the zombies outside, you can still feel the burning eyes and the repressed roar from time to time in their throats.

Every day, every night, every moment.

They can hardly bear the huge mental pressure.

Fear, fear, despair.