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Text Chapter 528 Mu Yuan - The transformation of Yuan Mu No. 1

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    Mao Li wiped her face without tears, and applied the cosmetics like an abstract painting. She smiled and said: "I am not a pig, I live in a litter for a lifetime." Then she sighed: "Thank you for your kindness, Prophet Wang Lu  . However, it is becoming more and more difficult to catch the old humans now, especially with the help of superpowers, our envoys have been severely damaged."

    Mao Li regained her composure. She sat down and said, "Prophet Wang Lu, I think you have learned a lot about the living conditions of our envoys along the way. Now some envoys believe that we don't need to eat the old humans at all. We  The protein you need can be obtained from pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks.¡±

    Wang Lu nodded: "I know, I have also seen with my own eyes an envoy running a farm, instructing his companions to open up fields and set up breeding farms. That Feng Zhenzhen is one of them. However, I am not saying sarcastically, our zombie companions  "We, the voters, are so stupid that letting them farm is just nonsense. They don't even know how to hold a hoe."

    Mao Li said: "You are right, but these arguments are still very resonant among the messengers, because it is obvious that there are not many old humans left. If we feed on them, even if they wait to die, they will not be able to feed us for long. Eat.  If we take away the old humanity, what will we eat? Therefore, the so-called call for self-reliance is gaining more and more market share among messengers who have awakened earlier."

    Wang Lu naturally knew this. He shook his head and said: "Stupid, even if we want to be self-reliant, we must first kill and eat all the old humans. On this planet, the old humans are our biggest and only threat. They are evolving.  The old humans are also evolving, and the emergence of supernatural beings is something I have never thought of before. Don¡¯t forget, although the number of the old humans is less than that of the chosen people, they are much more numerous than our messengers. If they are allowed to take a breather,  , regain weapons of mass destruction, we will definitely not be able to defeat them. Damn it. The voters are so stupid, look at my gunmen, they might as well be holding fire sticks with guns, I taught them along the way  Countless times. None of them have learned how to shoot."

    Mao Li nodded: "So I say, the theories of the kingdom of God, the Holy Supper, and the messengers that you preach are really great. Whether it is your random imagination or it is true, for now, it has succeeded in bringing the messengers to justice.  Attention has turned to the old humans.¡±

    Wang Lu smiled and scolded: "Fart, fart, what do you mean by random thoughts? This is the apocalypse, do you know how to defeat the apocalypse?"

    Mao Li giggled and said: "Yes, my prophet." But she soon straightened her face: "Wang Lu, I know you will continue to go north, but I remind you one thing, the north is not as peaceful as here.  .¡±

    Wang Lu was startled: "Please explain clearly."

    Mao Li said: "The fluctuations some time ago - what the old humans called the zombie tide, the number of electors and envoys coming from the north and south was greatly reduced. I once explored the memories of some electors. I found that many of their partners suddenly disappeared  Yes, this is very strange. To use the old human saying, you can¡¯t see people when you are alive, and you can¡¯t see corpses after death.¡±

    Wang Luyi frowned: "What do you think is going on?"

    Mao Li combed her hair with her fingers: "In this world, apart from the old humans, is there any creature that can harm us on a large scale? I have said long ago that we should be wary of the old humans. Their power is not as powerful as we imagined.  So weak - well, I was wrong, many messengers are just beginning to awaken, they don't even understand what imagination is, they are all short-sighted guys. Just digging out a mouse from the field can excite them for a long time. "

    Although Mao Li's words were harsh, Wang Lu knew that she was right. The level of awakening of messengers varied. So far, he had met very few messengers with language skills. Although messengers could use brain waves to convey orders,  But it seems a crude and backward language.  It also has its conveniences. For example, old humans could use radios to easily communicate for hundreds of kilometers. However, the messenger's brain waves look cool, but they cannot do this.  This is the saying that an inch is long and a ruler is short.  Moreover, language ability marks the degree of brain awakening. Most messengers without language ability have intelligence at the level of middle school students.

    Wang Lu folded her arms and looked at the dark night: "North - what you said has aroused my curiosity."

    The next day, the sun rises in the east.

    Mu Yuan woke up. He rubbed his eyes that were filled with goo, got out of his sleeping bag, and stretched.

    Mu Yuan is Yuan Mu No. 1. He changed his name after following Wang Lu. He abandoned his original name and turned Yuan Mu No. 1 into Mu Yuan to show that he would never forget the consequences that the Mud King Road in Yashan had inflicted on him.  insult.

    Mu Yuan scooped water from a nearby river, washed his face in a hurry, and immediately rushed back to the bonfire. After the many envoys who came to "pilgrimage" left yesterday, the fire burned until midnight and went out. Mu Yuan lit a new fire and used the bonfire with him.  I brought a pot of hot water with the mineral water and prepared it for washing my face.Towel, put on toothpaste and toothbrush, brewed a cup of instant coffee, added sugar and partner, scooped some with a spoon, tasted the taste and temperature, then carefully carried it, and walked to Wang Lu who was still "sleeping" in the sleeping bag  Beside him, he whispered softly: "Master, it's time to get up."

    Wang Lu got out of the sleeping bag naked, yawned loudly, got dressed, then took the towels handed over by Mu Yuan and started washing herself.

    Wang Lu finished cleaning up, picked up the coffee, took a sip, closed her eyes and sighed as if enjoying it: "The taste is okay."

    Mu Yuan looked at Wang Lu who clearly didn't feel anything but still pretended to be cool. This somewhat ridiculous scene was happening every day. In order to make herself look more human, Wang Lu kept insisting on keeping her body shape.  Following the living and resting habits of old humans, doing everything carefully and meticulously is actually a waste of time.

    While Wang Lu was drinking coffee, Mu Yuan returned to the fire, cut off a piece of meat from the corpse of a small animal whose shape was no longer visible, poured oil into a pan, and fried it.  Come the meat.  As he fried it, he sprinkled it with pepper, five-spice powder and other seasonings. In the early morning air, there were waves of the unique aroma of fried meat.

    The gunmen and zombies nearby smelled the smell and became a little commotion. Wang Lu glared at them: "Why are you so noisy? You guys are only worthy of eating raw meat. Such delicious food will be ruined in your mouth. Please be quiet."

    After a while, Mu Yuan fried the meat, put it in a small metal basin, and brought it to Wang Lu along with the knife and fork. Wang Lu rubbed her hands and said, "Go and get something to eat yourself."

    Mu Yuan respectfully stepped back, took out several canned meats from a big bag carried by the zombie gunman, opened them, and warmed one on the fire, preparing to eat it himself, while throwing the others to the morning meal.  Among the gunman zombies roaring with hunger.  Although the gunman zombie kept roaring at Mu Yuan's figure, in the end he did not dare to disobey Wang Lu's order and had to turn his head to eat the canned meat.

    Wang Lu slowly cut the pieces of meat and ate them in small bites, muttering from time to time: "Oh, after all, it's not as delicious as human meat. This thing has no taste at all when you eat it in your mouth."

    Mu Yuan ate in a hurry, packed up all the things in the camp, and placed them one by one on the backs of several strong gunman zombies. Then he returned to Wang Lu who was looking at the sunset with his hands behind his back, "Master, you can go on your way.  .¡±

    Wang Lu did not look back. He was very satisfied with the old human servant behind him.  Mu Yuan was also considered tough. After he left the Younger Zoo that day, dragging his injured body, he followed Wang Lu and his party closely until he finally fell to the ground in a coma due to inflammation of the wound and a fever.

    Wang Lu originally wanted to eat him before he died of illness and turned into a zombie, but she thought it would be nice to create an enemy for the Mud King Road in Yashan, so she found him anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics.  Mu Yuan's body was actually strong. After taking the medicine, he survived and has been following Wang Lu ever since.

    As time went by, Wang Lu discovered that this old human servant was very handy. Compared to the idiotic zombie gunman, Mu Yuan was much smarter and served her comfortably every day.

    Especially after Wang Lu was attacked by a supernatural being, she regarded Mu Yuan as her confidant.

    At that time, the supernatural being was hiding in the distance and shooting at Wang Lu and his party. There was no doubt that these zombies with guns attracted the attention of the supernatural being. Although it was wasteful to shoot zombies, the guns that were subsequently seized were  A fortune.

    Facing the superpower, Wang Lu first directed the gunman and zombies to rush upwards - he didn't expect the gunners and zombies to shoot at each other. These idiots could shoot bullets into the sky, but the superpower was obviously able to drive away the zombies. How many gunners and zombies were there?  He rushed forward for the first time and ran back in a panic, but was shot dead several times by the superpowers.

    Wang Lu was just an actor, but her marksmanship was terrible. After firing a few shots, she attracted all the opponent's firepower and was beaten until she was trapped in a house unable to raise her head.  At this time, Mu Yuan was separated by the opponent's firepower. Wang Lu was in one building and Mu Yuan was in another building.

    Seeing that the guns of the superpowers were getting more and more accurate, and the firepower point was getting closer and closer to him, Mu Yuan suddenly shouted and asked Wang Lu to send a gunner zombie to give him a gun, so that he could fight off the superpowers.  By.

    Wang Lu had previously only regarded Mu Yuan as her servant and never let him touch sharp weapons that might hurt her, let alone guns.

    But at this moment, it was a matter of life and death. Anyway, death in the hands of a person with super powers would be the same as death in the hands of Mu Yuan. Wang Lu made a prompt decision and let a gunman zombie rush to the small building where Mu Yuan was hiding.

    After getting the gun, Mu Yuan fired a burst of accurate shots, which frightened the superpower user, and finally retreated with only the bullets of a few zombie gunmen that he had killed.

    After Wang Lu came out of the hiding place, the first thing Mu Yuan did was to return the gun to him, but Wang LuThen he complimented: "Your marksmanship is better than mine. Just take it and make the best use of it."

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