mourning

Chapter 1

When I woke up, I was lying on a pile of shiny nuclei fragments.

The noon sun scorched the earth, the trees were verdant not far away, and the grass under my feet was fresh and green.

Almost exactly like everything I remember.

I stood up, patted the powder off my shirt, and tried to take two or three steps.

It's very comfortable... very relaxing... It's like washing away the exhaustion and stress all over the body, leaving only a pure body.

I closed my eyes, and the overwhelming spiritual consciousness swept across the entire mountain, and I could hear the sound of every grass bumping against me cautiously.The mutated flower not far away crawled cautiously on the ground, the beast stopped hunting, and fled around with its round eyes staring.

The sun is still shining, the breeze has stopped blowing, the clouds in the distance are no longer lingering, and the water is calm.

The moment I opened my eyes, all the zombies stopped their movements, and their heads turned to one place in unison.

That is their king.

When I wake up, all the corpses worship.

Once upon a time the world was split into three parts.

Zombies, humans, mutant beasts.

The number of zombies is the largest, but most of them have no mind.

Human beings no longer had the dominance at the beginning, but due to the existence of supernatural beings, safe bases code-named E, S, W, and N were established in the southeast, northwest, and four corners of China, surviving among zombies and mutant beasts.

The number of mutant beasts is the smallest, but their strength is extremely strong.

This is the previous layout.

Since humans invented the Bo plague (see another article, Lost), the weak balance of the three pillars has been broken, and humans have captured zombies as their fresh labor.

And the minds of the zombies gradually became clear, and while the dark loss virus improved their bodies, it also gradually complemented their damaged brains.

But zombies and humans are two species after all.

Although there are demihumans who serve as a buffer for the fusion of the two races, the irreconcilable contradictions caused by the long-standing estrangement cannot just disappear like this.

Coupled with the fact that both need crystal core upgrades, and the low-level zombies' desire for human flesh and blood, the chances of reconciliation are slim.

I captured a squad looking for supplies.

In the doomed era of destruction, the ruins symbolize the civilization of the past, and the era of electricity no longer exists.

Among the remaining fragments of my memory is the scene of me sitting in the classroom wearing a white T-shirt and watching the textbooks flying on the podium.

The days before the apocalypse were like a bubble, and I saw another me behind the bubble, and then the bubble burst, and I survived.

It's not regretful emotions, but scattered memories hit my mind, and I recall the past unconsciously.

I calmly controlled the low-level zombies and slowly surrounded them. There were three level-[-] supernatural beings, two level-[-]... and one level-[-].

I frowned.

The place where I woke up was specially chosen by me, neither human traces nor corpses are rare.After all, I was undefended when I leveled up, and I always had to pick a place to avoid being caught by something else.

As a result, I don't have any available talents under my staff now.

Converted to human strength, I'm at the peak of level nine. If that level nine wants to run, I'm not sure to stop him.

The message came from the bottom that the ninth level wanted to talk to me alone.

It was a man with a handsome face.He was wearing an ordinary yellow vest before the end of the world, a white coat, and sports pants underneath.

Very tidy.That clean body can prove his strength.

The moment he saw me, his pupils constricted, his right hand trembled unconsciously, and his mouth was slightly opened, but he quickly returned to normal.

Actually, I don't really want to see him.

Xu Ziwen used to be friends with this person.

He took a deep breath, I could even see the corners of his mouth trembling, he wanted to speak.My cerebral cortex displays such a message.

But he couldn't tell.

I don't know the feeling of seeing my former friend turned into a zombie standing in front of me, I have never experienced it.My cooled veins and stopped heart no longer supported my surprised expression.

What will he say?

beg for mercy?Intimidation?Take the opportunity to kill?

He said, "I'll go with you and let them go."

I find this sentence very...fascinating.

He actually believed in the quality of a zombie.

Does he believe that I will let the others go after capturing him? After all, the biggest threat has already crawled, and the first ninth level in human history was locked in my castle by me.

I said to him: "Okay, you can abolish yourself."

Without saying a word, he reached into his chest and dug out a bright sky blue crystal.

Very beautiful color, just like the sky.

The scent from the ninth-level crystal nucleus made the well-behaved loss group a little commotion. I glanced away and calmed down with coercion.

Human crystals are different from ours.Most of ours are in the Palace of Yuanshen, while theirs are hidden in various parts of the body.

If he doesn't take the initiative to tell you, it will be difficult for you to find him.

Unless you eat it whole.

He is very knowledgeable and I am very satisfied.

In principle, I should like the flesh and blood of human beings, just like humans like the flesh and blood of domestic animals.But as a zombie at the top of the evolutionary pyramid, I can't chase the pleasure of flesh and blood like other low-level ones. I should be an elegant zombie.

The above is pure bullshit.

I don't eat because, I would throw up.

I ate it once when I was a normal zombie, and I threw up.

It is unacceptable in the infancy period when the sense of touch has almost completely disappeared and only relying on intuition, let alone a nearly complete body that can simulate various human reactions can accept it?

I took him to my castle.

A small bungalow in Western European style.

The helpless princess was taken to his lair by the dragon, what will happen then?

I fuck him.

Don't say that zombies can't boqi, we are still a species anyway, and the prerequisite for the emergence of a species is reproduction.

We can □□ ourselves, or to put it more politely, □□.Advanced zombies can simulate human body surface characteristics, including activating some cells, and then producing some kind of white fluid or raising the temperature of the uterus, and delivering nutrients.

There is no reproductive isolation between humans and zombies. Although the zombie virus will kill human cells, it will also simulate zombie cells along the cell memory.

In this respect we are not a new species, but just a branch of human development.But the tributaries are getting bigger and bigger, and one day they won't recognize their original sect.

Just like all life on this planet.

He is sexy.

This is different from his somewhat boring personality.When he is high, he always likes to grunt, raise his head, reveal his Adam's apple, his chest is pushed forward, and it is very tight.

He is reserved, but very obedient and docile.Many of my requests were fulfilled meticulously even though he was blushing.

This shows his rigor and seriousness from another aspect.

Serious men are always nice, so I didn't replace him even when there were a lot of offers.

But he ran away.

It was a dark night, and he let go of the food reserves we had grabbed, and then drove a Land Rover full of gas, with food in the trunk.

This proves that he has been planning all this for a long time.

In fact, I can still understand.After all, he is far away from the masses, living with a bunch of aliens who want to eat him when he sees him every day, and from time to time, he worries that he will be pulled out to feed zombies by the biggest reliance--I have frightened him, and his intestinal peristalsis is particularly violent when he is afraid. Also exceptionally comfortable.

You can't say run away, you can only say goodbye without saying goodbye.And no matter what, his crystal nucleus is still in my hand, and I wore a rope to hang it around my neck. I tried to use it to stuff it in last time, but it's too troublesome to clean it.

After all, I still took advantage of it.

I saw him in a small town.

That was a month later, when I went hunting.

At that time, he was kicking an automatic retail box that had been scrapped for a long time, and the ding-ding-dong-dong sound of the cans inside was strangely fused with the sound of zombie pigeons in the sky.

His companion was talking loudly in the car, and a voice was still asking why there were more food and less zombies in this area.

Of course, this is my territory.

He saw me unprepared, with a pale face like a ghost.

I walked over and said hello very friendly.

"Brother Muqing, long time no see."

He tore his lips apart with difficulty, "Long time no see."

I ask myself, as a dragon, it is still good for the princess.There is the most nutritious and balanced human food every day, as well as a piece of fruit after meals.Moreover, she is quite caring.

So no matter what, seeing such a kind-hearted former customer as me, our brother Mu Qing doesn't have to be so afraid.

I got close to him and said, "Brother Mu Qing left without saying goodbye last time, but now you are getting along with your friends. Brother Mu Qing, I want to eat."

Sure enough, it started to tremble.

He lowered his head, his scraggly hair was flying in the air, and there was a circle of light blue beard under his nose.He's not doing well, that's right, he's an ability user who has lost his ability, so he has to come out with other teams to pick up the leak.The loss of his own strength coupled with the cynicism and even scheming of jealous people in the team.The huge identity gap leads to poor living conditions.

If you want to get a person, you have to set him free first.

Then he will obediently fall into your arms.

I thought he wouldn't say no.

He said he was going to follow them.

I don't quite understand human beings.In my 20 years as a human being, I haven't fully understood any human beings, and I can't understand them even more when I have become another identity.

But whether it's Stockholm or something else, I don't really want to let this guy go.

I told him I was going to go with their convoy or I'd kill everybody.

I hugged his neck and told everyone that I was his boyfriend. He stiffened under my arms and remained silent.

Silence means default.

A young man with dyed yellow hair silently clenched his fist and wanted to eat me with a gloomy expression.

The team welcomed me, especially when I blew myself up as a fifth-level supernatural being.

There is a thin layer of muscle on his thin body, which will swell up sexy when he is in love. I bit his shoulder lightly, but it didn't break.I'll be in trouble if he turns into a zombie.

He has two small waist dimples, and his thin waist is stiffer than a junior zombie.

I licked his chest hard, and his cock got stuck in his throat, which sounded more like a kitten purring.Occasionally, when I make a big move, I will let out a half-sound out of tune, and then it will get stuck in my throat urgently.

I asked him if he had sex with others after he left, such as that yellow hair.

At that time, he was already infatuated, and his eyes were half-closed.After hearing this sentence, half of the thin red on his face disappeared, and he turned a little pale. He bit his lip and said no.

I'm like a jealous husband.

Although we only have the relationship between the murderer and the victim.

The author has something to say: I wanted to write a short story, and then I got winded. . .It's twelve o'clock.