Chapter 711, Tier 3 Zombies

   The smile on Mother Song's face grew bigger and bigger, until the wrinkles appeared on her face, and she held Song Wenwen's arm tightly.

  Xiaolan Zombie looked at Bai Xilin dumbly. When Mother Song smiled, her head slowly moved, and she glanced at the fingers holding her arm.

   Just one glance, the little blue zombie looked at Bai Xilin again.

  This time, her rotten eyes didn't have any hostility, and there was a touch of softness and calmness.

   "I came here this time because I have something to tell my aunt. Several people from the Human Survivor Alliance have come to the base, and they must not be allowed to find Wenwen in the base."

   Bai Xilin can feel that these two righteous people are not very friendly to zombies.

   The most important thing is that they have powerful abilities. If they really attack Song Wenwen, let alone the Song family, the base director may not be able to save them.

   "Okay, I see, we are very careful, we never let Wenwen go out, and the sound insulation is good."

   When Mother Song heard Bai Xilin's words, her heart tightened. She had already taken all the necessary measures. She said that, but she was still worried.

   "I'll take Wenwen to the house first."

  Bai Xilin took Xiaolan Zombie's hand from Mother Song and walked into the innermost room.

   "Alright, alright, I... watch."

   Mother Song watched them go in, then stood at the door waiting for them to come out.

   This is always the case. When Wenwen absorbs the crystal nucleus, she will wait at the door.

   Sometimes it is a day, sometimes it is an afternoon.

  The heart that is lost and found will always worry about gain and loss.

   in the house.

   Xiaolan Zombie was dragged by Bai Xilin and sat on the chair, and then started to absorb a crystal nucleus.

  Bai Xilin put his fingers on the shoulders of the little blue zombie, and entered the mysterious and mysterious state where the brain waves were separated from the brain.

   This time, Bai Xilin could still feel the frantically raging brain waves in the little blue zombie's brain.

   But, in addition to the violent brain waves, she could also feel that the little blue zombie was deliberately suppressing this emotion.

   restraint.

   This is Xiaolan Zombie's active restraint, not Zhang Yiming's restraint under the suppression of brain waves.

   The ideology belonging to the little blue zombie is awakening little by little.

  Under the communication of Bai Xilin, the little blue zombie began to mobilize the abilities in his body.

   The rotting fingertips occasionally burst with frost, and occasionally a cluster of small flames rose.

  Song Wenwen was a dual-type ability of ice and fire before he died, and it was the dual-type ability that awakened after becoming a zombie.

   But, this is the first time she has mobilized the power in her body as a zombie.

   For a long time, under the guidance of Bai Xilin, she was numbly absorbing power, and it was the first time she learned to release it.

   Time passes little by little.

   The crystal nucleus in the hands of the little blue zombie suddenly turned into powder, and Bai Xilin quickly took out another crystal nucleus and placed it in the palm of the little blue zombie.

  Xiaolan Zombie instinctively absorbed the crystal nucleus, and the fluctuation of the power on his body became stronger and stronger.

  Because her consciousness is incomplete and she cannot control herself perfectly, the powers released are not obedient, and the flames and frost on the surface of her body cover in turn.

  Bai Xi Li covered everything in the house with a layer of ice, lest the little blue zombies set the house on fire.

"Roar--"

  Xiaolan Zombie closed his eyes slightly, and there was a suppressed roar in his throat, and there was a trace of pain in the roar.

   This is the rhythm of breaking through to Tier 3 zombies.

  The zombie itself can't feel pain. When breaking through the ability, the crystal nucleus in the brain will absorb energy crazily, which still stimulates the brain to a certain extent.

   "Don't be afraid, continue to absorb the nuclei."

  Bai Xilin continued to put the crystal nucleus in the hands of the little blue zombie, and observed the changes of the little blue zombie on the side.

   Her rotten face seems to have a new change, there is still rotten flesh on her face, these rotten flesh seems to be squirming, and gradually become smoother than before.

   There is still carrion, much less.

  Bai Xilin slightly looked away and landed on the photo placed aside.

   The little blue zombie in the photo is a beautiful woman of the style of a tall and cold royal sister, and the skin on her face can be broken by blowing bullets.

   Even though the rotten flesh on the face of the little blue zombie, she could still vaguely see how beautiful she used to be.

"Roar--"

  Xiaolan Zombie let out another low roar, and his body shook violently. The fluctuations of the supernatural power on his body suddenly became larger, and then gradually calmed down.

  Xiaolan Zombie has successfully evolved from a second-order zombie to a third-order zombie.

   Generally speaking, third-order zombies can speak.

   Zombies look stunned when they have no flesh and blood, but they are human beings who have become this way.

  Sometimes, Tier 3 zombies can speak with hoarse zombies.

   It depends on the environment where the zombies are.

  If there is only itself in the environment where it is, and there are no other zombies and humans, it is less likely to speak.

   Just like a child learns to speak, it also needs to be immersed.

   Like Wenwen, who has been staying with her family recently, and her family talks to her every day, the probability of her learning to speak is higher.

   As long as he learns to talk, the little blue zombie will recover its memory faster and faster, and can quickly move towards the ranks of high-level zombies.

  Most of the zombie kings are born, when they are infected, they become high-level zombie kings and never decay.

   But it does not mean that low-level zombies have no possibility to evolve into zombie kings, even if this probability is as low as zero, it is not impossible.

   "Wenwen, how are you feeling now?"

  Bai Xilin watched the little blue zombie slowly open his eyes and spoke to her.

  Xiaolan Zombie stared straight at Bai Xilin with a smile on his face unconsciously.

   This smile is obvious.

   "Wenwen, give me your right hand."

  Bai Xilin stretched out his hand and tentatively communicated with her in words.

  Little Lan Zombie blinked his rotten eyes and remained motionless.

   The response to language is slower.

   "Xiao Li, are you ready? It's time to eat."

  Mother Song's voice came from outside the door.

"All right!"

   Bai Xilin responded, thinking that the little blue zombie might have to learn for a while, so he opened the door and prepared to pull the little blue zombie to eat.

   Before Bai Xilin walked to the side of the little blue zombie, the little blue zombie had already stood up.

   Without Bai Xilin noticing, the little blue zombie took the initiative to stretch out his right arm and let Bai Xilin hold it.

   At this time, Song Hongfei also came back with a large piece of beef.

  The beef was cut into large pieces and fried in a frying pan. Because everyone didn't like to eat five-ripe beef, Song Ning deliberately fried the beef until it was browned.

   A plate was placed in front of everyone, and on the plate was a ten-ripe steak.

   And in front of the little blue zombie, there is a large piece of raw beef, bloody.

   Started to eat.

   In the past, as long as there was raw beef in front of Song Wenwen, she would definitely swallow it frantically, and then wait for it to be fed again.

   This time, her rotting fingers rested over the **** steak, not in her hands.

  's dull eyes slowly fell on the table, she looked at the beef on the plate in front of everyone.

   seems different from his own.

  The breath of flesh and blood madly penetrated into her nostrils, stimulating her taste buds.

   There was a violent aura raging in his mind, and the endless desire to devour was urging her to swallow the flesh and blood in front of her into her stomach.

  Xiaolan Zombie's rotten fingers trembled slightly.

   In addition to those raging desires to devour flesh and blood, there seemed to be other pictures in the blink of an eye.

"Snapped!"

   The rotting fingers suddenly smashed the plate in front of him, and the plate fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

  The **** steak fell to the floor, spattering a few drops of red blood.

   Ask for a recommendation ticket.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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