Chapter 237, The Kind of Zombie

   "You are not from Baiyang Village, right?"

  The butcher looked at the two of Bai Xixin grimly, with a weird smile on his face full of flesh.

  Behind him, everyone looked at Bai Xilin in a posture of looking at food.

  Whether they are young, old or children, they all have the same face.

Before Bai Xixin could speak, a teenager behind the butcher spoke.

   "Definitely not, I have never seen them! Wang Butcher, what are you waiting for, hurry up!"

  A young boy with green eyes gazed at the two of Bai Xilin eagerly.

   seems to be rushing over soon.

  The corner of his mouth is suspected to be leaking a transparent liquid, and the whole person is smiling evilly.

   "Oh, people in Baiyang Village are not afraid. We can still be afraid of their old, weak, sick and disabled people!"

   "Yes, we have installed it for so long, it's time for them to see the strength of our village!"

   "Yes! Wang Tuhu, there are many people in Baiyang Village, but they are all old, weak, sick, and there are not many capable people. Let's take them as soon as possible!"

  The people in Yangliu Village shouted carelessly, as if they were discussing how to arrest the lamb.

  Their faces are slightly stubborn, and they seem to have lost their minds.

   "Okay, don't talk about it. If we go back today, let's have a good meal, and then we will discuss countermeasures!"

  Wang Butcher waved his hand impatiently.

  The person talking behind saw that Wang Tuhu was a little impatient, and quickly closed his mouth.

  The butcher king also wanted to kill all the people in Baiyang Village, but the people in Baiyang Village were too united. Village Chief Li was still a Tier 1 ability.

  In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, people in Yangliu Village never show their nature in front of outsiders.

  Bai Xixin frowned and said affirmative sentences.

  King Butcher, they all said so obviously, if Bai Xilin still couldn't tell, he would be a fool.

   "Hey, what about that?"

  The king butcher smiled sullenly, looked at his white skin, and couldn't help swallowing.

   "Is there food shortage in the village?"

  White Xixi is a little weird.

  In the city, some people who have been trapped for a few weeks without food will give birth to evil thoughts.

  Just like Zhao Mi'er and the wretched man who were trapped in the supermarket.

  It’s just that there is no shortage of food in the village anyway.

  Many rural people will stock up on wheat for a year at home.

  Even if there is no food, there is land near the village, and the land is full of wheat that is about to mature.

  How can there be no food?

   "No shortage." Wang Tuhu took out the kitchen knife hung around his waist and said gloomily, "The people in Baiyang Village are fools. They spend so much effort to resist zombies and mutant animals! It's actually very simple..."

  Speaking of this, the smile on Wang Tuhu's face became more and more terrifying.

   "As long as you eat too much of the mutant animal with black blood in its mouth, even the zombies will not chase and bite people. It will be effortless to slash and kill the zombies."

  Wang Butcher is a little bit awkward when it comes to this.

  He is a butcher. There are a lot of pigs at home, and there is no farming at home. When the end of the world broke out, he was the first to have no food.

  Pigs also need feed, so he fed the zombies that had been hacked to death to the pigs.

  You can never starve pigs to death.

  Unexpectedly, the pig did not die, but black blood was always flowing out of the mouth.

  Later, he ate pork with black blood in his mouth.

  In the beginning, he hadn't noticed any difference.

  Later, he discovered that when the zombies with sluggish eyes saw him and another human at the same time, it was always someone else.

  In order to escape the bite of the zombies, he even more recklessly eats mutant animals with viruses.

   Later, everyone in the village discovered that Wang Butcher seemed to have supernatural powers, and the zombies didn't bite him much.

  So, everyone began to ask him how to avoid being bitten by the zombies.

  After that, some people in the village started to feed their own little animals with carrion from zombies and then eat them.

The virus invaded the bodies of the villagers in Yangliu Village little by little, and the bloodthirsty and violent nature of the zombies seemed to be transferred to them without any difference.

  They started to eat raw meat from mutant animals and drink blood.

   is still not addictive.

  Some addicted people even cooked the rotten flesh of zombies.

  They retain human memories, not even high-level zombies, but addictively want to devour fresh flesh and blood.

  Because of the unity of the Baiyang Village and there are more abilities, they have never revealed the current situation of the people in the village outside.

   is just a secret plan, waiting for one day, we must attack Baiyang Village.

  Bai Xixin looked at the self-righteous Wang Butcher in front of him, feeling sad for the people in this village.

   "The reason why the zombies are getting slower and slower towards you and don't bite you is because you are about to become the same as them, and they treat you as the same kind!" Bai Xilin said word by word.

  Only zombies have the bloodthirsty nature.

  These people have taken a large number of mutant animals carrying viruses and become addicted. The virus accumulates more and more in the body.

  If the virus in the body is not fatal and reaches a balance, people who swallow mutant animals with viruses may be just addicted and will not become bloodthirsty monsters.

   will be manic at best.

  But if you eat too much, don’t restrain yourself, and can’t get rid of the mutated animal meat that carries the virus, you will start to be bloodthirsty.

  If you keep sinking, one day you will lose your mind and become a zombie.

  Bai Xixin’s words clearly spread to everyone’s ears.

  But they are still indifferent, their green eyes staring at Bai Xiu tightly.

   Their bloodthirsty nature can no longer be suppressed, and devouring flesh and blood is more important to them.

  "Stop talking, I can't help it anymore, hungry!"

  A seven or eight-year-old child scratched his head vigorously, holding a kitchen knife, and slashing towards Bai Xixi.

  He was too young. He was fed so many virus-carrying zombie animal meat by his family. His restraint was too small, and he didn't have any entanglements at all, so he calmly followed everyone.

  Bai Xixin looked at the hideous child, her eyes dimmed slightly.

  The entire village has fallen.

  It’s right for them to want to live, but they chose the wrong way.

  This is the first time she has seen that all the people in the village have eaten mutant animals that carry the virus.

  In an ordinary village, the number of survivors is far greater than one hundred.

  There are only dozens of survivors in front of you.

  Looking at the green eyes of those people, you know that people who don’t eat virus-mutated animals and people who are not addicted may have long since become their dishes.

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  (End of this chapter)

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