CH 81

On Qin Lang’s first night as a zombie, he became mentally retarded, um, mentally retarded – a statement from the witty twenty-five.

Qin Lang led the zombies out of the street, and found that these zombies did not completely chase him, and some of them were turning back. However, his husband and the others just got in the car, how can these ugly monsters go back to chase them?

So he let the system turn him into a zombie completely, and began to use his mind to order the group of zombies to stand by.

However, he found that these zombies were in the same place, you bumped into me, I bumped into you, and some still returned to chase after Ling Liang.

Who’s deliberately doing it? According to the setting of this story, the evolution of zombies goes over time. In the first week, they are just ordinary walking dead. After the first week, some have improved their physical agility, some have increased their vision and hearing, and some have low intelligence.

These types of people with low IQs can control and drive the first two types of brainless ones at will, such as sieges and sneak attacks.

Like Qin Lang, who not only has IQ but also a big boss in the story, it is reasonable to say that there is no problem in controlling them. However, in practice, there is no ideal perfection. The main reason why this is not perfect should be that these hundreds of zombies have a little leader to control them. Otherwise, there were so many zombies before, it was impossible to wait quietly for Ling Liang and the others to come in before rushing out together.

Qin Lang quickly found this little leader, the zombie standing in the group of corpses. Their body was not as tall as the big axe zombie in ‘Biochemical XX’ in Qin Lang’s imagination, but a petite highschool girl.

Though it seems like most of her developed brain and limbs are not flexible enough. Qin Lang quickly accepted the fact that she was thin and slender and had an excellent IQ. After all, he was also like that. Ahem, he seems to hear sarcasm from 25.

The IQ of the female student zombie is indeed very low, she did not hide herself at all. In the group of zombies where you hit me, I hit you, standing motionless, she has a sense of standing out of the crowd.

Qin Lang walked to her side, looked at her dead eyes for a few seconds, and was silent.

At this time, the system told Qin Lang that his husband and the others had left safely. Qin Lang ruthlessly cut off his affectionate gaze with the female zombie.

He glanced at the large group of zombies in front of him, then looked at the brand-new vehicles that he relied on just now. He looked around the surrounding buildings, feeling a little melancholy for a while.

Because, he didn’t know what to do when he played single player alone!

Kill monsters? Sorry, now as long as he wants to, he can easily explode any zombie. There’s no challenge, and the graphics are disgusting.

To save the survivors of K City? Isn’t he afraid that he will be headshot by those people?

Qin Lang was a little sad, and regretted turning into a zombie for the second time tonight. Oh, the first time was when he said goodbye to Ling Liang.

But soon, the thing that made him regret it for the third time came again.

Qin Lang raised his legs and got into the motorcycle in front of hundreds of zombies. He was handsome enough to burst the sky but no one appreciated it. Just as he was about to start the motorcycle, he found that the female zombie, who had just stared at him silently had followed him, very much like a subdued subordinate.

Qin Lang looked at her for a while, and felt that since he really had nothing to do, he instructed the female zombie to get into the motorcycle.

However, the zombie’s movements were stiff. After receiving this command, her hind legs could not be lifted up, and she had been unable to get into the motorcycle. The zombie’s hoarse voice ‘Aah…’ sounded from her mouth.

Qin Lang couldn’t help it. He got down and lifted the female zombie’s legs, and finally made the female zombie sit on the back of the motorcycle.

Qin Lang buckled a safety helmet for her, and another for himself, then patted his thigh like a big brother and said, “Let’s go. Boss will take you for a ride!”

The system felt that his host at the moment was a little mentally retarded, but he knew that his host’s mood was not as good as it seemed on the surface, so he wisely did not speak.

After that, Qin Lang started the car and raced in the area of ​​the map with no living people given by the system.

Twenty minutes later, Qin Lang vented his frustration from the museum before, stopped and took off his helmet. He shook his black hair, and turned his head, eh? Where is his little brother, oh no, where is his little sister?

In line with the thought that there is really nothing to do, Qin Lang rode back on the motorcycle again and returned along the road, seeing his little sister’s tragic condition on the way. Yes, tragic!

The female zombie fell off from Qin Lang flying speed. She looked very tragic because she broke her neck directly. The distance between her head and her neck under the helmet is about one meter away – the reason for her neck fragility is that it was half eaten by other zombies before she died.

Seeing that the young girl he just recognized was dead, Qin Lang silently looked away, he must be a fake boss.

“Oh, it’s all because the motorcycle doesn’t have a seat belt.” Qin Lang said sadly, and drove to the nearby high-end bar.

System: “…” It’s over, his host is really mentally retarded.

Fortunately, the virus broke out in the morning, so there were not many people in the bar. As soon as Qin Lang went in, he felt a little uncomfortable looking at the blood on the bar, the floor and some of the walls, so he ordered a few zombies to start cleaning up.

Their movements are stiff, but fortunately useful. Qin Lang sat in front of the bar and looked at the bartender who was clumsily wiping the blood with a cloth. There was no obvious wound in front of the bartender. Qin Lang turned the chair and stretched his neck to look behind him.

The bartender’s back was full of injuries. Most of his internal organs under his ribs were missing. If this is placed in normal times, it’s really like a ghost film.

Qin Lang retreated silently and asked the bartender to pour him a glass of wine. During the period, Mr. Zombie dropped two bottles and spilled half of them. He picked up the glass of wine that had been poured for five minutes, took two sips. There was no taste. Fuck this system, has even his sense of smell and basic taste also mixed with his zombie frequency?

Qin Lang set his eyes on the bartender’s face again. Apart from those dead eyes, Mr. Zombie’s face was actually very good, with sharp edges and corners, and he looked good from the front.

So Qin Lang commented: “You seem to be quite handsome.”

Bartender: “Heh…”

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows: “You’re quite arrogant, exaggerating your passably handsomeness, ah?”

Bartender: “Heh…”

Qin Lang was playing with the wine glass: “Alas, if my husband sees me hanging out with the bartender here before going home in the early morning, he will definitely be jealous…”

Bartender: “Heh…”

Qin Lang, lying on the bar counter, said again: “Mm…I think there are all men in this bar. How many of them seem to be guests? Is this a gay bar?”

Bartender: “Heh…”

Qin Lang straightened his back and frowned: “What’s the matter with you. You can ask anything. Are you possessed by the system? Always know how to laugh at everything!”

“Heh…heh…” I’m sorry, I’m just a low-level zombie, I can only say ‘heh’ without any other words, please don’t force me to play, thank you!

After watching, the system suddenly had a headache. He was hopeless. His host was really mentally retarded.

Sad love songs sounded slowly in the bar. It seemed that the zombie in charge of the song finally pressed the right button after half an hour of countless attempts.

“Tears from polaris, thoughts that are unspoken…”

“For we live in two seperate worlds…”

Qin Lang listened, sighed deeply, put his elbows on the bar counter, and said softly, “Twenty-five, remove the taste shield, I want to drink.”

“Oh…” The system obediently withdrew it, and after several hesitations, he still asked the question “Do you regret turning into a zombie?”

Regret? Intellectually speaking, Qin Lang doesn’t actually regret it. After all, this can more intuitively determine the level of his feelings for Ling Liang and Ling Liang’s feelings for him. Of course, it can also give a good impression.

In the other worlds, although they can’t be OOC and have a certain personality, Qin Lang knows that he is not deceiving his man. Because he made those choices, and the people who said those words were him. If he had no feeling, he wouldn’t have done that at all. The character may be different, but the soul is just him.

What’s more, when he entered this single dog system, he must have had something to do with this man, Qin Lang didn’t need to feel guilty.

Though he understood, the last parting with Ling Liang not long ago still stung him, and he regretted leaving Ling Laing, and made him think that he could never go back and that was a real goodbye.

The next day, Qin Lang was woken up by the sound of the system. Although zombies don’t need to sleep, Qin Lang is not a real zombie, and he was drunk last night.

So it was almost noon when he woke up.

And the sound that woke him up was this:

[Ding, Ling Liang – Blackening value +100, the current blackening value is 100.]

Qin Lang is like this: “…” Very confused.

Qin Lang changed his position and lay down, asked the system for a bag of melon seeds, and asked the system to play the video of him and Ling Liang after they separated.

There is a distance between the base and K city. After leaving the city, there is a small town. It is only after bypassing the town will they reach the experimental park.

The experimental park has been established for two years, covering an area of ​​half of the town in front of it, which is as big as K University. The four aristocratic families have strong financial resources, and the experimental park jointly invested by them is closed on all sides, so the defensive security is very good. Even with a tenth-magnitude earthquake, it was still safe.

Not only that, there are several areas in the experimental park. Although it is a biological experiment park, there is actually an invention room about machines. That part is the future studio prepared by the Tang family for Tang Xiaorou. Of course, there are also biological gene laboratories for the research of anti-cancer drugs, which is also the main development direction of the experimental park. In addition, there is an experimental area to be determined. It was originally intended to improve some plants. Now, ordinary seeds prepared in the laboratory have been planted. With high-efficiency chemical fertilizers, some vegetables can be harvested within a month.

Such a base is undoubtedly the fountain of hope left in this zombie desert.

The morning sun in the late autumn is like a layer of fog, a little white and cool.

Ling Liang and the others are being checked in front of the base. After confirming that they are safe, they can enter the base and distribute accommodation and food.

The base has equipment to detect the virus, but the equipment is always an instrument. This virus cannot be left to chance. Therefore, Ling Liang, who had a new injury on his face, was inevitably questioned by the inspectors.

Ling Liang said coldly, “Glass, scratched.”

Two more people came up to check Ling Liang’s injury carefully. They had to repeatedly confirm that there was no problem before letting Ling Liang pass.

But the inspection didn’t end there. Two minutes later, Ling Liang was asked to change into a suit and enter a closed room. Coming with him are Xiao Fei, Yu Chao, Zhang Mao, and Li Bin. The girl entered another room.

The expressions of the four of them were a little apprehensive. After all, this is a little different from what they imagined by entering the base. Instead, this feels a bit like the scene in the movie when they are caught in the laboratory as a living specimen.

“What are they doing?” Xiao Fei couldn’t help but approach Ling Liang and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Mao carefully retracted his gaze: “There are also cameras.”

Yu Chao also frowned, obviously displeased: “Didn’t they promise to lend a helping hand at any time? Why don’t they say anything? It’s not like we won’t cooperate.”

Ling Liang glanced at the snow-white room around him, his tone still indifferent: “This should be the monitoring room. Passing the preliminary inspection does not guarantee whether we are infected or not. But as long as we stay here for pass the virus-transforming time and prove that we’re okay, we’ll be safe.”

Xiao Fei couldn’t believe it: “Damn it! Is it all like this? What if there are people who are with the infected one, but what if they turn into zombies and bite people during the monitoring time? If they stay with them, aren’t they going to kill them already?”

Ling Liang chuckled lightly, then lifted the clothes on his body, and told them to pay attention to the first button.

“What is this?” Li Bin also looked at the buttons. The first one was slightly different from the one below.

Ling Liang smiled and said, “Micro bomb.”

“!!!” The four were terrified.

“So, if there is really something wrong in the room, they will detonate it immediately. This size is enough to kill one person, and the range is not large, which is very suitable for the current situation.”

The expressions on the faces of the four of them changed. Although there were many emotions, most of them were fear. They were still students, who wouldn’t be afraid of having a bomb on their body? And this kind of inspection method is really cold-blooded. They don’t feel any joy at all when they arrive at the base a few minutes ago, and now they can only sit in the room with their hands and feet cold.