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    ¡®Thick concrete partitions, which together obstruct the viewn¡¯

    Lin Xiang walked slowly to the stairs, glanced at the alloy handrail that had been piled with dust into a slightly arched shape, and then his eyes fell on the groveling Ah Hao next to him, and said seriously: "I spared your life, but I don't  It means that I will always be so kind. It¡¯s very easy to kill you. I know you can¡¯t feel the pain, but I have many ways to make you really feel the pain. Life is not as good as death.¡±  "I don't know if you understand this sentence. The last time I remind you not to anger me, let alone think that those boring actions will be useful to me. I can give you a chance to verify. Even. c."  Can wait until evening.  "

    The living corpse raised its head, and its slightly confused eyes seemed to reveal a look that could understand the world.  He seemed to understand what Lin Xiang said, but he seemed to understand nothing.  However, "he" never maintained the same invitation action as before.  Instead, he stood there frozen for nearly three minutes, then picked up the tattered woven bag again, walked past Lin Xiang, and slowly climbed up the stairs with a sway.

    Do living corpses have the same intelligence as humans?  Lin Xiang is actually not sure.

    Ah Hao has shown fear of death and knows the power of pistols and bullets.  Then, he should be able to understand more or less what he wants to express.

    In the relevant materials of the United Doctors Association and the Skeleton Knights, no records of living corpses were found. This should be largely attributed to the large number of mutant beasts deep in the ruins.  It is difficult, or should be said to be impossible, to search all the ruins with Parasites alone.  Radiation, combined with death, deterred them.  Just like Bermuda, Shennongjia, Mariana Trench, and Loch Ness in the old era.  c.  c.  They are all dangerous and mysterious areas that cannot be explored by human technology, let alone truly penetrate.  No one knows what exactly exists somewhere.  Snowmen, electromagnetic storms, alien descendants, prehistoric sea monsters.  "." Under the weaving of blurry photos and incoherent so-called "eyewitnesses", humans can only control the changes in things to a degree that they can accept.  Unable to truly get in touch with the truth, naturally we can only create mysteries among guesses.

    ¡°I am afraid that even the Rockefeller family did not expect that there are still living corpses in this world.  They are not walking zombies wandering in the wilderness with only the most basic desire to eat.  It is an intelligent life form that has a similar appearance to humans, understands emotional changes, can think, and has the ability to speak.  At present, their combat ability seems to be very weak, but they can live in ruins full of mutant beasts.  "." This is indeed difficult to explain, or even impossible to understand.

    The stairs are dilapidated.  Judging from the pattern, it should be said to be smooth marble.  Stepping on it, a cold, hard feeling came from the soles of the shoes.  It reminded him of those tombstones inserted in front of graves.

    Upstairs is a long and narrow corridor.

    The light shines in from the cracks and windows of the house, showing a rather mysterious hazy charm in the deep darkness c

    Two people, or more precisely, two living corpses, were standing next to the stairway.  They silently stared at Ah Hao who was slowly walking from below. Their gray eyes, unable to judge the true meaning of his gaze, also paid more attention to Lin Xiang who was following closely behind.

    There is no doubt that "they" are two women.

    It is not difficult to tell this - "they" are all wearing skirts.  Of course, in Lin Xiang's eyes, it was actually a wrap made of a mixture of tattered strips of cloth and old plastic bags, tied around his waist with a few ropes.  A few strands of dry and hard hair hung sparsely from the gray top of the head, and there was a cone-shaped bulge on both sides of the shrunken chest.  The dry, wrinkled skin looks like a poorly made overnight bun with incompletely foamed flour.  But Lin Xiang knew that it was actually a lack of nutrition and had degenerated to the point where it was almost negligible.

    These characteristics are enough to prove that "they" are women.  If we use what Randwalk calls "academic language", we should call "them" "female living corpses".

    "My chess (wife) son."

    Ah Hao¡¯s pronunciation is still not standard. You must connect the words and the things themselves to truly understand what he wants to express.  After looking at the female living corpse standing next to the corridor, Lin Xiang nodded silently and followed A Hao, who was leading the way, into the side room.

    This is probably a corporate office from the old days.  Wooden tables with partitions are stacked in the corner.  The empty ground in the middle is covered with a layer of soft dead leaves collected from outside.  There were no pots, pans, or firewood for the stove. Except for a few wooden boards that should be used as tables and stools, there were only steel knives hanging on the wall that were collected from unknown sources.  There are also old shoes with cracks and holes piled nearby, moldy and deformed on the surface, and no longer usable.

    When the two "women" sat down on the floor, Lin Xiang clearly saw from the edges of their skirts, there was a twinklingA sharp blade with a metallic sheen.

    It is conceivable that if he were walking in front, "them" standing at the top of the stairs would swoop over from a hidden position.  In addition to the left arm that has evolved into a bone blade, the right hand holding the knife is also lethal.  He secretly glanced at Lin Xiang to make sure he didn't show any hostility or murderous intent.  Ah Hao's stiff and wrinkled face finally gradually slowed down.  He untied the string from the woven bag and tipped the roots onto the floor.  He picked up the largest one, held it in his hand, carefully wiped the plaster on the surface, and respectfully handed it to Lin Xiang with a somewhat jerky and flattering expression.

    ¡°Market (eat).¡±

    After all, he still lacks the vocal organs necessary for humans.  I don¡¯t know how long the shrunken and degenerated throat can continue to exist.  Lin Xiang took the root of the vegetable, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and then stuffed it back into Hao's hand.  He said with an unmistakable cold tone: "You, and them, eat it now and show it to me."

    Very surprised and unexpected.

    It can be seen that it is difficult for Ah Hao to understand Lin Xiang¡¯s order.

    This is his only food, and it can be summed up in three words: "the most precious".

    Many things have interpenetrating logic.  The difference between the rich and the poor has existed since ancient times. Just like the villagers never understand that the emperor¡¯s New Year food is definitely not white rice and fat bacon. The poor cannot understand the value of a pair of shoes for a noble lady. Even if they make their own cattle, they will not be able to earn it back in a hundred years.  .  It is also impossible for Hao to imagine that there are things in the world that are more delicious than vegetable roots.  after all.  "." The consciousness that remained in his brain was just sowing seeds, managing, and harvesting.  "." Based on the current physical conditions of him and his wife, it is difficult to tell whether they will actually feel "hungry".  However, subconsciously, they still feel that they must eat.

    There is no fire for baking, let alone cooking.  He directly grabbed the root of the vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it with his teeth.  Perhaps because the brain function is still alive, the masseter muscles of the Hao family still maintain sufficient toughness.  The teeth are very sharp. They no longer have thick and powerful molars like humans, but all have sharp tips and canine-like shapes.  If judged according to the biology of the old era, they are simply carnivores and will never be interested in things like vegetable roots.

    Lin Xiang leaned against the wall, silently observing the few "human beings" in front of him who looked the same as corpses but were still alive with the faint light coming from the window. c

    No need to chew, just use your teeth to gnaw the vegetable roots into pieces and swallow them.

    There are no seasonings such as oil and salt, and there is obviously no essential difference between them whether they are eaten raw or cooked. However, behind those gray eyes, there is no happiness-filled satiety.

    "Why

    ". Will this happen?"

    Lin Xiang frowned unconsciously.  His gaze slowly shifted from the chewed vegetable roots to the surface of Hao's body that was cut apart and connected with wires.

    ¡°He¡± has no stomach or related digestive organs in his body.  The food should go down the throat and directly into the dark red membranous substance. "He" doesn't even have nerves to connect muscles and bones, and relies entirely on ligaments to produce the most basic ability to move.  if.  "." These vegetable roots are the food they rely on for survival, so the energy obtained from them is obviously not enough to support "them" through many winters.

    After looking around, Lin Xiang didn't find anything like rice noodles in the room.  There was no trace of grain or wheat, corn, or potatoes.  It seems that none of this is on the Ahao family's regular food list.  In terms of human survival needs, it is simply unimaginable.

    Staring at the three corpses sitting on the ground, Lin Xiang reached out to untie the metal buckle on the side of his backpack and took out a compressed biscuit wrapped in tin foil.  He took a few steps forward, and in front of "everyone", he tore open the outer seal, handed the lightly fragrant biscuit to Hao, and still ordered in a cold tone: "Eat it"  £ß¡±

    ¡°He¡± was a little hesitant, turning over and over to look at the biscuits carefully. The two ¡°women¡± next to him also gathered around and looked back and forth with curious eyes.  Apparently, "they" had never been exposed to such food before.  Even Lin Xiang, who was standing aside and watching, suddenly had the illusion that primitive people got chocolate.

    After nearly five minutes, Ah Hao finally raised his head and looked at Lin Xiang with puzzled and questioning eyes.

    "This is food. You can eat it."

    While speaking, Lin Xiang raised his hands and made an "eating" motion.

    This obviously dispelled Ahao's wariness to a certain extent.  "He" looked at the biscuits warily, hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached his lips, sniffed them with his nostrils, and opened them carefullyMouth, use sharp teeth to pluck a nail-sized piece from the surface, chop it into pieces, and taste it.  "."

    ¡°He¡± ate very reluctantly, and the expression on his face was very strange.  Just like a child who was forced to drink Chinese medicine, he unconsciously showed a sad face.  "He" was even secretly observing Lin Xiang.  More often than not, my eyes will still stay on the m500 pistol strapped to my waist.  Perhaps, this is the biggest threat to "him".

    The meal doesn¡¯t take long.  In fact, Lin Xiang didn't have much interest in continuing to watch - he didn't know how many living corpses like Ahao's family were in this ruins. Maybe they were the only ones left, or maybe there were thousands of them.  A huge group of unknown people.  But it doesn't matter.  I know there is such a creature in the world.  "It's enough.

    The discoverer is not necessarily the researcher.  This aspect was obviously Lin Xiang's shortcoming. He took out the pistol from the holster, pulled the safety cover hard, raised it, and aimed at Hao's head under the horrified gaze of the other party.  Say in a clear and rhythmic beautiful voice: "Now, leave here with me. Everyone" is tired of (you) pressing (to) take us, where to marry (go)?  ¡®

    Ah Hao asked subconsciously, while reaching out and hugging the two "women" next to him.  His body turned to Lin Xiang, his gray-white eyes revealed a sad and sincere request: "Please, please let us go."

    "This is not the place for you to stay."

    Lin Xiang was unmoved at all. He directly put the muzzle of the gun to Ah Hao's head and shouted in a threatening and ferocious tone: "Leave now, I have no time and no patience."

    The three living corpses stood up straight slowly, looked at each other, and walked silently towards the stairs.

    "If you want to split up and escape, it's best to give up the idea now."

    Lin Xiang fiddled with the heavy pistol barrel at random and said coldly: "Bullets fly faster than you. It's easy to die. Come back alive.".  "But it's impossible."

    ¡°They¡± may have understood this.  Maybe he didn't quite understand the meaning, but Lin Xiang couldn't care less at the moment. He raised his foot and kicked the butt of the female living corpse walking at the end of the team.  Smiling maliciously, he spat.  saliva.

    This is obviously bullying the weak.  But he himself didn't think so.

    In the old days, he saw too many bloody scenes of living corpses killing humans.  He also doesn't think of Hao's status as a weakling.  This is purely a kind of revenge, a cruel cruelty that continues from hundreds of years ago to the present day.  If he didn't need enough living bodies to provide Randwalk with experimental materials, he would even want to blow the heads of these filthy creatures with one shot.

    ??Slowly walk towards the outside of the city along the way you came.

    Looking at the familiar scenery disappearing behind them, the eyes of the three living corpses also showed instinctive fear.  Like the civilians who were forced to migrate in the old days, "they" also have an instinctive rejection of the unknown and strange.  However, under irresistible circumstances, the only thing one can do is to silently accept fate.

    The highway surrounding the ruins should be the boundary between the city and the wilderness.  Perhaps because of his mood, the emotion on the face of the living zombie Ahao was obviously much different than when he met him a few hours ago, and the light in his gray eyes was sharper than before.  "He" narrowed his eyes and looked back at the ruins that were about to leave and might never come back again. He breathed out reluctantly, tightened the wire fastened to the skin on his chest, and then turned his eyes to Lin Xiang, using the expression of being oppressed.  The common people at the bottom of life said viciously: "Me." in a reluctant but helpless tone.  "Hui (will) be the same as you."

    This should be a threat.  But apart from the ferocity of the momentum, Lin Xiang did not feel the pressure brought by the words themselves at all.

    same as me?

    It does sound a bit weird.  .  cc.  .  Perhaps, it should be understood as the special language characteristics of living corpses.

    With a faint smile, Lin Xiang continued to escort "them" towards the preset campsite in the distance.

    There are not many people in this world who can threaten his existence.

    It will take time to understand the true meaning of this sentence.

    No one knows what the future will look like.

    I am no exception

    "."

    War turns everything into scorched earth.

    From the map, the westernmost frontline of the empire has passed through the Taghlamakan Desert and extended to the border area between Kyrgyzstan and Kazakhstan in the old era.  Judging from its continental location, it is already located in Central Asia.

    The command post is a temporarily renovated two-story building.  With this as the core, there is a small settlement spreading out in a radiating pattern.  Starting more than a month ago, this place has been transformed into the Empire West.?Temporary base for troops.  It has accumulated a large amount of war preparation materials and is connected to several surrounding arable areas where underground water sources have been detected.  For a full hundred years, it was not only humans and civilization that were changed, but also the wilderness and deserts.  Without humans, the largest destructive group, plants began to show their absolute power to dominate the natural world Populus euphratica forests are expanding at an unprecedented rate, and the area of ????Taklimakan has been reduced by nearly one-third. This situation is actually not accidental.  , there is no one living here at all, so naturally it will not be listed as a target by the Skeleton Knights.  Without radiation, it would be easier for plants to survive and grow than elsewhere.  As for moisture.  "." They already know how to extend their roots and draw what they need for life from deeper places.

    Yang Hua held his hands and stood in front of the wall with a huge map, silently watching the battlefield situation represented by beacons of various colors.

    The front line is jagged, and the perimeter of the empire represented by the blue dragon pattern is lined with various power groups of different colors.  Among them, the one confronting his own "Blood Angels" legion is the United Doctors Association, which has a white label with a red edge.

    Together with City of Life No. 23, which was captured just two months ago, the three large settlements set up by the United Doctors Association in eastern Asia have all fallen into the hands of the empire.  From the beginning to the end, the United Association made no request for negotiation, only the most direct force collision.

    They are not without power.  In fact, Physicians United is more powerful than any force it has ever encountered.  Especially the huge army, the empire simply cannot compare with it.  (To be continued)
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