Chapter 206: Θ04. Death cycle

The emperor will put it on the sofa, then pull out his finger in his neck, and immediately extract a few blood in the hole.
The broken cervical vertebrae have been grown, leaving only the blood hole in the neck. After a few seconds, the blood stops flying and begins to heal a little.
Before I had time to rejoice in my resurrection, I felt that my neck was cold. It seemed that there was something slimy in the blood on his neck. Looking back, I saw that the red-eyed zombie was kneeling on the back of the sofa. Leaning over his head and burying his head in his neck, the snoring sounds from time to time in his throat.
Then she suddenly opened her mouth and bit it against his neck.
The emperor waved her arm and pulled her to the wall. The little zombie turned over and walked on all fours. He protested to the emperor a few times, but did not dare to approach Shangke, but circled the sofa with anxiety.
I just saw the little zombie leaning against the human neck and licking the blood. The emperor was uncomfortable and uncomfortable, so he opened the little zombies without thinking about it.
The line of sight glanced around his neck, and the emperor said, "I am going to the human base and lead me."
This human seems to have a very interesting ability, and he intends to raise it around.
He wants to go to the human base? What does a zombie king go to the human base? How can field trips destroy the world faster?
Others may not know, but it is clear that only the world can kill the zombie king. Before the specific implementation method is found, the zombie king is invincible.
So it is not possible to bring this dangerous guy into the survivor base anyway, and even delay the time he finds the base.
"As long as you don't kill me, I will show you the way." I could touch my neck and nodded with a small arc.
The emperor expressed satisfaction with his obedience and immediately led him out of the building.
The building has been surrounded by a large group of zombies, and they are still screaming, roaring, excited and arrogant.
Although the wounds that are still acceptable have healed, the body is still stained with blood, and the delicious atmosphere constantly stimulates the zombies who are hungry and thirsty.
However, there is the pressure of the emperor, they are afraid to pounce on.
It is still possible to follow the emperor's body and pass his face in front of them with a cold face. The two walked in the crazy zombie group, just like the superstars were accepting the cheers of the fans, although these "fans" were slightly violent and ferocious...
At this time, there was a zombie who could not stand the temptation and quietly extended his claws to the arm of the can.
Still a wrong step, easy to escape, but the sleeves were not spared, and were torn away.
The emperor stopped his steps and glanced at the zombie coldly, snoring, and then saw an invisible embarrassment in the air. The zombies were like reeds blown by the wind, with the emperor as the center. , Qi Qi dumped around.
Seeing this scene, I can still take a sigh of coolness and make sure that the heroic route to kill the Zombie King is not suitable for him, or to take the initiative to send his neck to the sword of the "protagonist" is more practical.
The zombies who were "smashed" by the imperial concubine converge on the arrogance, honestly spread out, and "reluctantly" to send the two to leave. Only a dozen of the zombies were still behind them, but after ten minutes, they left, and only the little zombie that was encountered in the building before.
The emperor took the sorrow from the dusk to the night, and then thought of something, and asked back: "Go over there?"
You finally remembered asking this question! If you are not sure that your direction is exactly the opposite of the base, I thought you knew the way!
Still trying to control his facial expression, he said calmly: "Continue to this side is right."
The emperor nodded, no doubt, a look of "you say what I believe".
The two men walked for more than half an hour, but they suddenly said: "I am a little tired, can you take a break?"
Taking advantage of his undead body, you can boldly make this request and try to touch the bottom line of the emperor.
The emperor was not angry. He waved his hand and disappeared in the same place. Obviously he agreed.
Still relieved, sitting down on the side of a collapsed wall, cleaning the blood on his body with water magic, and changing his clean clothes.
Putting the blood-stained clothes aside, I was still preparing to make a fire, baking a few potatoes to fill my stomach, and the light suddenly saw a black shadow flashing from the side, fluttering to the clothes I just replaced, and excitedly rolled into a ball.
It was the little zombie.
After she recognized her, she ignored it and continued to do his work.
The little zombie rolled over on the clothes for a while, then pulled it to the ground and put it on his body. It was loose and looked funny.
Still licking the gap in the baked potatoes, she glanced at her side, and saw her leaning her head, biting her collar down, chewing in her mouth, and then spit out. Obviously, she is not interested in the fabric that has no taste, just like the blood stains on it.
Acceptable: How long has this ferocious baby been hungry...
I ate two potatoes and I was still on the wall. I was going to fake it for a while. Even if you don't feel sleepy, try to "sleep" for a time difference.
However, for a long time, I still felt that the air flow around me was a little different. When I opened my eyes, the Emperor sat next to him.
"Your flesh and blood are not good." The emperor was so cold that he came here.
Okay: Oh, thank you for your evaluation!
"Why do other zombies like to eat?" The emperor was asking for a good, but he was talking to himself.
Still silent: he doesn't want to discuss his meat with a zombie at all!
"You are very special, your meat is very special." He frowned and seemed to have been plagued by this problem for a long time. "Why do I just like to eat?"
Fortunately, you don't like to eat! Otherwise, is he not going to be eaten repeatedly?
"Are there any varieties that are as special as you are in humans?" The Emperor asked for advice very seriously.
Acceptable: ... I don't know, I thought you were letting me introduce you to the blind date object.
"Why don't you talk?" The Emperor's eyes flashed two violent cold lights, and the stunt that turned his face turned his face.
Still as if I heard the sound of my nerves tightening in an instant, he thought for a moment and asked, "What do you like to eat?"
"If I know that I still need to ask you?" Emperor Yi, "If you don't want to find food you like to eat, how can I succumb to the price of a human being?"
I can't stand it, I said calmly and calmly: "...I can try to help you find food."
"How to help?"
"The taste of zombies and humans should be very different. If you are willing to let me do some tests for you, you will probably know which flavor you are sensitive to, and then look for the corresponding ingredients based on this taste." It can be seen that compared to going to the human base, the Emperor is obviously more interested in food. If you can use food to divert his attention, maybe you can solve a crisis for humanity.
The Emperor did not hesitate to accept the offer of Shang Ke. The suspicion, vigilance, and calculations of the secular people have no meaning to his invincible existence.
Satisfied with the requirements of the emperor, but this evening was very calm.
When I packed my bags the next day, I could still see a large piece of rags scattered on the open space not far away. It was estimated that it was a small zombie, and I didn’t care too much.
When he saw the little zombies, he was surprised to find that her eyes turned purple. Overnight, from the standard level to the level, the intelligence seems to have improved, not as crazy as before, but still still moving.
The brows of the brow are still wrinkled without any traces. I don’t know if it is his heart. He always feels that the sudden evolution of the small zombies may be related to his flesh and blood.
If this is the case, does that mean that all zombies who have swallowed his flesh and blood can be evolved?
With such a thought, the whole person is not good. He also remembered one of the task options provided by the system - "killed by the 'protagonist'." He originally thought that the "protagonist" was unlikely to kill him because he was the only one who could kill the zombie king, but if his flesh and blood could prompt the zombies to evolve rapidly, his existence would be a threat to the entire human race.
The best way to deal with the "protagonist" is to let him kill the zombie king and kill him again.
It seems that whether he is killed or killed, it is a mortal ending. This is still the most ideal state. If the zombie king kills the "protagonist" before he kills him, then the world will be completely turned into a zombie. Hunting ground.
His undead body can provide unlimited nourishment for the evolution of the zombies. Even if he succeeds in killing the zombie king, his flesh and blood will sooner or later cultivate a new zombie king.
Therefore, he must first ensure the safety of the "protagonist", and he must not let him die in the hands of the emperor, and he may also be his own man.
It is still possible to make a quick decision in mind, no matter whether the "protagonist" is his man or not, he must keep his life.
The existence of the "protagonist" is the key to this life and death competition. As long as he is there, there will be no worst ending.
"Human, are you packed?" The voice of the hoarse voice came from afar.
Can still converge on the mind, take up the big bag, and quickly rush to the emperor.
"Don't call me ‘humans.'
Still decided to do everything in his power to make a good relationship with the zombie king.
"You are human, why can't I call you ‘humans?'

"You are a zombie. Shouldn't I also call you a 'Zombie?'"
The emperor said proudly: "I am not a zombie, I am a zombie ‘king’.

The word "王" bites very clearly, and one more word is different from the general goods.
"After that, you called "Wang"?" But I can still pick up a sentence, but I regret it after receiving it.
Sure enough, the Emperor strongly recognized the nod: "Just call me ‘king’.

Acceptable: "..."
"Since you call me ‘king’, then I will call you ‘people’?
The emperor still knows how to behave.
Yes: "...Please call me ‘Chan', thank you.

"Alright? Ok, yes, when will you start testing?"
Can still answer: "Collect the ingredients of different tastes, you can start."
"well."
The two talked "friendly" and marched in the opposite direction to the human base...