Chapter 2329

In the past few days of living back to Buckingham Palace, everyone actually felt a little subtle.

Take Hermione! In the past two days, in addition to making all kinds of preparations for the next battle and regularly visiting Ron and Harry, she occasionally left the palace and went outside.

The living corpse settlement area seen in the South has become somewhat decent. Some high-level living corpses led by the girl in the Gemini began to lead a group of middle and low-level compatriots to settle there, which made the area a little more alive.

And just because Hermione sometimes went back there for a walk, she actually met several more high-level corpses in a few days. Although it's certainly not the so-called "friend", after all, most of the living corpses don't know human language, but even the gestures and guesses can barely be regarded as the object of peer-to-peer communication.

"... they seem to prefer the night. They meet in an old park every evening. I met a new girl there last night - she can't talk, but she seems willing to get close to me. I'm going to try to 'talk' with her again tonight."

At lunchtime, Hermione chewed the dry buttered coarse grain cake and talked to Hannah about these little things. Finally, he hesitated and added:

"Seriously, only after I really touched them with my heart did I find that their hearts are actually very simple... There are goodwill and malice, but they are almost straightforward. It makes me feel... They are all new lives. This feeling is very wonderful. I don't know why, it's always hard for me to let go."

Hermione's feeling is obviously not surprising. She thought it must be the corpse of her enemy. One day, she not only suddenly had a common enemy, but also gradually became able to communicate peacefully. This contradictory change will be quite incredible to anyone.

But can these living corpses really be regarded as a kind of "life"?

Although in the just utterance, Hermione has subconsciously tacitly accepted them as an existence opposite to herself. But when you think about it carefully, these living corpses, which were born out of human corpses but have long been different from human beings, seem to have all the characteristics of the so-called "biology" in people's common sense.

They have no concept of reproduction, and there is no real death. Even wisdom is given by "people".

Recently, however, Hermione has seen their lives and the gradually enriched expressions on the faces of many individuals who have opened their wisdom. They can cry, laugh and get angry. Some high-level corpses even began to clean their bodies and put on new clothes.

Like the little girl last night, she seems to like Hermione's jeans very much and has been secretly staring at her for a long time.

"They are all alive!"

After these days of contact, Hermione had this feeling more and more.

"Of course, I will never forget that every living corpse that can communicate with me is an individual who has evolved to a high level. Even the timid and weak girl last night, her small body also contains deadly dangerous power."

Through several purposeful gatherings, most of the high-grade corpses in southern England have been gathered in London. Even though there are few living corpses that can evolve to high-level, after all, the base is there. Coupled with deliberate cultivation, there are already a large number of high-level living corpses in London.

To tell the truth, if the living corpses suddenly turn against them, the outcome must be quite bad.

Now, the reason why we can live here relatively calmly is mainly because we can probably be sure that the so-called "Lord of the living corpse" is Maka - what else can Hermione and others trust if they can't trust Maka?

Because of this, Safina and Sarah, the only skeptics, have never released some of their ideas and discoveries.

"Well," Hermione put the last mouthful of cake in her mouth, swallowed it with water, clapped her hands and stood up. "You eat slowly. I'll go back to my room first... Hannah, remember to come to me with Luna this afternoon. The research progress of the new formation has been a little slow."

"Oh, good."

Hannah nodded and watched Hermione leave the restaurant. Then she turned around and looked apologetically at Neville.

"Sorry, you'd better go with Harry and Ron this afternoon!"

"I know, it doesn't matter."

Neville smiled very understandably and shyly. At this time, it can remind people of Neville Longbottom, who used to be simple, honest and clumsy.

As a result, Hannah also showed a nostalgic smile.

Unfortunately, even such a small warmth is now too extravagant for the little couple to taste for too long. Soon, Hannah and Neville, who looked at each other, hurriedly looked away, ate up the dry food in their hands, and then patted the debris to get up and leave together.

"Miss Geoffrey, miss hornheim, just put the dishes there after you finish. I'll pack them when I come back from Ron."

Before going out, Hannah specially said a word to Safina, who was sitting by the window eating alone.

"Well."

Safina answered casually, and heard the sound of closing the door behind her. Then she put down her goblet, looked at the rest of the roast lamb chops in front of her and shook her head.

"What do you think?"

Sarah, sitting opposite her, waved her hand casually.

"They just want to be vigilant, which is a good thing."

Yes, compared with Hermione and Hannah, Safina and Sarah's lunch is far better, although it's not rich.

In fact, the same is true, because it is still a short time since the last replenishment. For Hermione, who will fight the devil in the disaster area, the food allocated by bill is not poor, so it is far from the time to eat dry food and live frugally every day.

As Sarah said, in order to maintain a sufficiently tense wartime state during the post-war rest, Hermione and her family chose to be strict with themselves at least in terms of diet, sleep and rest. Apart from Ron and Harry, most of the others voluntarily maintain a simple life.

However, Sarah and Safina were clearly not involved.

"But at least I don't need it," Sarah shrugged. "It's a rare food. It used to be the same as chewing candles. Now it's hard to enjoy it. Why give it up... Hmm? Don't look at me like that. I've really tasted wax candles - now I think it tastes good."