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- Zheng Jiaxi was stunned, then she slowly turned around and saw a zombie standing a few meters in front of her.
This is a smart zombie. Although it is wearing a crisp windbreaker and its leather shoes are so brushed that a human figure can be seen in it, it is indeed a smart zombie.
This is the first talking zombie that Zheng Jiaxi has encountered.
Although Zheng Jiaxi believed that if she could talk, there must be other zombies who could also talk, but she had never encountered one before.
Zheng Jiaxi has a childish nature, so she blurted out: "It's amazing, you can actually talk."
The male wise man in the trench coat still said solemnly: "Messenger, you, why did you do this?"
Zheng Jiaxi asked curiously: "Messenger? Are you calling me?"
The man in trench coat was stunned for a long time before he said: "Messenger, you, me, us, messenger."
It seems that the language ability of this intelligent zombie is really not very good. It seems that it has regained its language ability not long ago. Zheng Jiaxi tried to sense it with brain waves, but the male intelligent corpse in the windbreaker blocked her touch - the male intelligent corpse in the windbreaker blocked her touch. The corpse has a high level of IQ awakening, and even Zheng Jiaxi cannot forcefully order it against its will.
But Zheng Jiaxi is still very happy. Since becoming a Zhizi, no one has spoken to her except Lu Kai. How can this little girl with a lively nature bear it? It is not easy to have someone, no, a corpse to accompany her. Naturally, he was extremely excited when he talked to her.
In a blink of an eye, she saw a Western restaurant next to her, and invited her: "There are too many people here, let's go there and have a seat."
The man in the trench coat nodded and agreed with Zheng Jiaxi's opinion, and extended his hand to indicate to Zheng Jiaxi to invite him first. After Zheng Jiaxi entered the door, he placed the pear head on a sofa and let the two zombie dogs look after it. He rummaged around for a while and found out I bought half a bottle of coffee, creamer and other items. Since there was electricity, I quickly boiled a pot of mineral water. I made two cups of coffee and served them to myself and the man in the trench coat.
Zheng Jiaxi added several cubes of sugar to the coffee, took a sip, and closed her eyes: "It tastes great."
The man in trench coat looked at Zheng Jiaxi. Following her example, he took a sip and said dumbly: "I don't feel"
"Oujisang, this is the mood, the mood is good." Zheng Jiaxi rolled her eyes at the man in the trench coat - in fact, she didn't feel it either. It's just pretentious. But having said that, when I went to a coffee shop with my sister to drink a latte, Zheng Jiaxi clearly didn't feel anything but still said, "It's really delicious."
The man in the trench coat had obviously never learned Japanese before his death, and he didn¡¯t know that Oji-san was referring to his weird middle-aged uncle. In fact, it¡¯s unfair. The smart man in the windbreaker is only in his 20s and under 30s. He is a good young man. If he didn¡¯t have a wooden zombie face now, he would have been able to charm many little girls like Zheng Jiaxi in the past.
The man in trench coat put down his coffee cup and asked again: "Messenger, you, why did you do this?"
Zheng Jiaxi said curiously: "Messenger? You mentioned this word again. I asked, why did you call me messenger?"
The smart corpse of the man in the windbreaker was stuck for a long time. Then he stammered: "There is a messenger, he, he told us, we, we are all messengers. Messengers of God."
Zheng Jiaxi pouted: "What? I mean, who is that messenger who told you he was a messenger? Is it a man or a woman? Is it a zombieor a human being?"
The man in trench coat was stunned again, and after a long time he stuttered: "Messenger, that is, us, a family. Companion. Friendly, teach us."
If Feng Zhenzhen were present, she would definitely recognize it at a glance - this is obviously a smart corpse that has been brainwashed by Wang Lu. It just seemed that this wise corpse was not fully awakened, and he couldn't even tell whether Wang Lu was a boy or a girl.
Zheng Jiaxi sighed in disappointment, she was really tired. It was more laborious than talking to a child in kindergarten. If the male zombie in trench coat opened his brainwaves, he would be able to understand the cause and effect very easily. However, Zheng Jiaxi had the soft-heartedness of girls and was unwilling to force herself.
Zheng Jiaxi raised her glass to the smart man in the windbreaker: "Then, drink some. I think you haven't tasted human food for a long time."
The man in trench coat drank the scalding coffee in one gulp, stared at Zheng Jiaxi and said seriously: "Messenger, don't stop my work."
Zheng Jiaxi was regretting that her carefully prepared coffee was wasted. When she heard the words of the man in the trench coat, she couldn't help but narrowed her eyes: "Work? What work?"
The man in the windbreaker said with a straight face: "Looking for the first kiss, the Holy Communion." This guy remembered Wang Lu's words very well, and even parroted these proper nouns.
Zheng Jiaxi sighed. Sure enough, inviting Zhishi to drink coffee was a very bad idea. What kind of first kiss???The Holy Communion is a mess.
But immediately, the wise man in the trench coat gave her the answer: "Eating people, communion, awakening. We, the children of God. We, the earth is ours."
Zheng Jiaxi, a high school student, female.
As a high school student, she already knows a lot. She quickly organized the words spoken by the man in the trench coat before and after his speech.
Zheng Jiaxi put down the coffee in her hand and frowned: "You mean, there is a person, no, it should be a wise zombie, telling you and other wise zombies that as long as they eat people, they can awaken - well, that is, recovery IQ, and then rule the world or something, right?¡±
The man in trench coat nodded: "Eat people, eat many, many people."
It paused: "There is someone here, please don't stop me."
Put, half a cup of hot coffee poured on the trench coat's face. The turbid coffee liquid dripped from its face onto the windbreaker.
It was Zheng Jiaxi who spilled the coffee.
She opened her eyes angrily: "Get out, get out of this town."
The male zombie in trench coat sensed Zheng Jiaxi¡¯s furious brainwaves, but it remained unmoved and insisted again: ¡°Eat people, there are many people here, we, the messengers, wake up.¡±
Zheng Jiaxi¡¯s delicate body was trembling. In the past, as a high school student, she would never have dared to pour coffee on a middle-aged weird uncle. He could slap her to the ground with one slap. But in the world of intelligent zombies, IQ and level of awakening are the measures of strength.
Zheng Jiaxi did not hide her anger. She slammed the table: "This is my home! I don't allow you to eat anyone else!"
Facing Zheng Jiaxi¡¯s anger, the man in trench coat said three words: ¡°People, food.¡±
Zheng Jiaxi stiffened, and suddenly raised the coffee cup in her hand, as if she wanted to throw it at the smart man in the trench coat, but. She finally just put the cup down feebly.
She couldn¡¯t deceive herself. The man in the trench coat was right, people were just food. In their eyes, the food of zombies and zombies is no different from humans, pigs, cattle, and sheep.
In this world, maybe you are the only one who doesn¡¯t eat people.
But even if he doesn¡¯t eat people, he is still a zombie.
Zheng Jiaxi sat helplessly at the table. Holding up his little head: "You should go, leave here, leave this town. I will not allow you to eat people here."
The male intelligent corpse in the windbreaker felt Zheng Jiaxi¡¯s firm will. Although it could not understand it, it was certain that Zheng Jiaxi would find ways to stop him and his friends.
The male wise corpse in the windbreaker used his recently awakened head to figure out what to do if Zheng Jiaxi intervened. Although there were more intelligent zombies on his side, it could not offset her influence on the zombies. More importantly, the living people in this town. It's really powerful. In the nearly week of attacks, our partners suffered heavy casualties, but not even a single living person was captured.
The man in trench coat nodded: "Let's go."
Zheng Jiaxi was overjoyed: "Really, that, that's great. Thank you. By the way, I can give you a lot of food - no, no, no, don't get me wrong. I don't mean people, It¡¯s some convenience food, canned food, instant noodles, etc. These things are also edible.¡±
The man in trench coat actually nodded: "Some friends also eat it."
Zheng Jiaxi smiled broadly: "Really, do your companions also eat convenience food? That's what I said. We can still live without eating human flesh."
The man in trench coat said calmly: "It's too difficult to catch a living person." In fact, it meant "too difficult to catch", but what he said was the "too difficult to catch" dialect that people in the Yonggang area are used to saying.
These words are quite precise. It seems that the survivors¡¯ fierce struggle impressed them deeply.
Zheng Jiaxi patted the smart man's hand in the windbreaker: "If it's difficult, don't do it. Uncle, come with me. I know there are several supermarkets in the town. I can find the keys to open them for you. You and your friends can leave with the food." This town.¡±
So, after peaceful negotiations, Zheng Jiaxi waved goodbye to the trench coat man and his entourage after paying for all the items in the two supermarkets.
Of course, the subsequent wave of corpses is still coming, but Zheng Jiaxi firmly believes that as long as there is love and peace, she will be able to help Wang Lu guard Yinjiang Town.
Wang Lu slept soundly until he was woken up by Wang Bi'an calling the radio station. Before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously touched his side, but found nothing. Xie Ling had gotten up early.
What a big loss. I was too tired last night, so I didn¡¯t do anything. I just touched my little hands.
Wang Lu yawned and decided to stay in bed.
He stuck his buttocks out, hugged the pillow scented by Xie Ling's hair, and listened vaguely to Wang Bi'an's routine daily report.
As he listened, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Wang Bi'an has a fatherly style. He has learned every trick that Wang Lu used when he was a member of the official media, which is to report good news but not bad news, and cover up mistakes with minor mistakes. On the radio, this kid talked about Yashan's war with the zombie tide in a very colorful way. The overall idea was that under the leadership of the wise and powerful Wang Lu and Feng Haiqi, Zhou Chunyu, Qiu Weiqin and others, Yashan defeated the zombie tide. Not only did he kill a large number of zombies, but no one on his side died.
He did not mention the fact that Yinjiang Town was breached and everyone in Yashan retreated to the Dragon King Temple.
It is indeed a fine style that won Wang Lu¡¯s mouthpiece.
"Everything this kid said is true if you take it apart, but he just didn't tell some other truths.
??????????????????????????????????? If I say "Are you happy" again, it will be done.
Listening to Wang Bi'an boasting on the radio that his father, Wang Lu, was like the best hero Li Yuanba in "Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", who went in and out of the zombies seven times without losing a hair, Wang Lu's old face burned - ¨DIn this battle to defend Yinjiang Town, Feng Haiqi was the biggest contributor. I just played a minor role in the end.
Wang Bi'an's broadcast finally ended. Wang Lu saw that he had turned off the radio station, and then said: "You kid, what are you talking about on the radio? You think you are writing a composition, but you are just making it up."
Wang Bi'an was a little aggrieved: "Uncle Feng taught me to say these words. He said that this can give hope to survivors elsewhere. We have nothing to do to help others. Hearing that we defeated zombies, those who are being besieged by the zombie wave Only those who need help can continue to fight and have hope of continuing to live.¡±
Wang Lu was speechless - Speaking of which, Feng Haiqi used to be the director of the police station, and he was familiar with this set of Tai Chi that the great god of stability and stability used to calm people's hearts. As expected, everyone is just a breadwinner within the system.
But in the words of Wang Bi'an's "good people and good deeds" style broadcast. Wang Lu discovered something important. He asked, "How is Cai Chunlei? Well, is he - okay?"
Wang Bi'an packed up the radio station and said casually: "Uncle Cai Chunlei? He's fine. He's living well. He also ate two big steamed buns in the morning."
Although Wang Lu had expected it, he still sat up from the bed in excitement: "Seriously? Okay! Okay! Okay! This is huge news!"
It has been more than 12 hours since Cai Chunlei was bitten by a zombie. He has not mutated so far, and it seems that surviving a broken arm really works!
Wang Bi'an muttered: "But Uncle Feng said that we have to continue to be in confinement for observation, because Uncle Cai Chunlei has a fever."
Wang Lu said confidently: "It doesn't matter. It's normal to have some complications after half of your arm is broken. It's just that your mother is tired and can't go home right away."
At this time, Xie Ling walked in: "Are you up? Get dressed quickly. It's getting colder and colder today. The water pipes are frozen. Even if you want to cook breakfast, you have to go to the back mountain to fetch water."
After getting up, Wang Lu hurriedly took a few bites of millet porridge and steamed buns in the kitchen, then waved his hands and walked towards the grotto.
The cave was empty except for a young man from the armed forces standing in front of the cave that served as a guard room as a guard. When he saw Wang Lu coming, he greeted him loudly from a distance.
Wang Lu smiled and said, "Where are you all?"
The guard said: "Minister Feng took everyone to cut down the trees. He said that the grotto must be renovated. The entrance of the cave must be fenced, the accommodation area must be paved with wooden frames, a toilet must be built, and a large stove¡ª¡ª"
Wang Lu was startled: "What are you doing to trouble yourself? Everyone will live in the grotto for a few days. When the tide of corpses recedes, we will go down the mountain immediately."
The guard smiled and said: "Yes, some of you have said that. But Minister Feng said that if you encounter a wave of corpses in the future, you will inevitably have to avoid this grotto. It should be renovated as soon as possible to make it more comfortable and convenient for everyone. Everyone sounds reasonable. , so after breakfast we all went to work."
Wang Lu touched his nose. This - it was really rare. Feng Haiqi actually took the initiative to say something to avoid the tide of corpses. He has always faced difficulties. Right-wing escapism is not his style. It is his own patent.
The guard was a nag. He said with a smile on his face: "Captain Wang came to see Cai Chunlei. Sip, this guy is really lucky. Fortunately, Captain Wang, you acted quickly. Although his arm was broken, this little But my life was saved. It's amazing, it's amazing, why didn't anyone think of this method before? Captain Wang, if we go by the saying in the countryside, you are a living Bodhisattva, and this one idea can save countless lives."
Wang Lu waved his hands repeatedly: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it. It's hard to say whether it will work or not. I heard that Cai?Lei still has a fever? This dangerous period has not passed yet. "
At this time, a figure flashed at the entrance of the cave, and Chen Wei walked over with two dark circles under her eyes.
Wang Lu quickly caught up and held her hands: "Honey, thank you for your hard work."
The garrulous guard said: "Minister Chen is really a good person. We guards can still get some sleep while changing guard. Minister Chen just didn't sleep all night."
"Wang Lu didn't know that he pushed his wife out to serve the people, wasn't it just to win people's hearts? But he still said politely: "What does this mean? Staying up all night is not a big deal. I used to play games at home all day and night."
The guard laughed and said, "Captain Wang and Minister Chen also play games?"
Wang Lu chuckled and said, "Who hasn't been young and frivolous?" As he said that, he took Chen Wei's hand and entered the cave.
Cai Chunlei opened his eyes and was tied to the bed. He had already heard Wang Lu¡¯s voice, and then he managed to raise his head and said, "Captain Wang, thank you for saving my life."
Wang Lu quickly let go of Chen Wei's cold hand, walked quickly to the bed and said, "Stop telling lies like this. You were injured while defending our Yashan. It's my duty to thank you. It's true. Alas, It¡¯s a pity I couldn¡¯t save your arm.¡±
Cai Chunlei said: "I am very lucky to be able to save my life and not turn into a zombie. It's just a pity that I, a disabled person, can no longer kill zombies for you, Captain Wang. I am just a freeloader."
Wang Lu stretched out his hand and patted his chest: "What does this mean? Everyone in Yashan can feed you by saving a mouthful of food. You only lost half of your arm, but you are not paralyzed. When you recover, Although I can¡¯t kill zombies, I can do some easy work with the girls from the Ministry of Civil Affairs.¡±
Cai Chunlei forced a smile: "Captain Wang, I can't stand being among those girls chattering all day long, so let me go to Uncle Chen's Ministry of Agriculture."
Wang Lu nodded. It seemed that Cai Chunlei's will to survive was still very strong. Yes, he was indeed a man from the apocalypse. No one was a coward. After Cai Chunlei recovered, Yashan had another man who was loyal to him. , it¡¯s just a pity that he is a disabled person.
Wang Lu said a few more words for the occasion. Seeing that Cai Chunlei was a little tired, he ended the leadership's condolences and took Chen Wei's hand and retreated.
Chen Wei¡¯s hands were very cold.
She is most afraid of the cold in winter. No matter how thick the clothes she wears, her hands and feet are always cold. When she was in Sunshine City, Chen Wei liked to hug Wang Lu, the human body heater, on winter nights and push her cold feet towards him. Carry it in your arms. (To be continued)
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