The brilliance of thousands of galaxies is a passing streamer, staggered and twisted in the narrow wormhole of time and space, like a pearl that falls into a jade plate in an instant, bursting with dazzling clear light. After the flash, there was a familiar feeling of weightlessness and lightheadedness, and darkness engulfed everything indiscriminately.

When a dazzling burst of sunlight fell overhead, the mecha that had passed through the three wormholes had been completely scrapped on the edge of the Great Plains of the Western Wilderness. With a squeaky sound of sour teeth, Yun Mo, who was already dizzy with hunger, crawled out of the cockpit in embarrassment and lay on the yellow sand for a long time without moving.

The physical body of this fifth-order zombie is really rubbish, and it has only crossed a wormhole and collapsed to this point without eating or drinking for only four days, which really refreshed her three views. Was it that all fifth-order bodies were so rubbish, or was it the only one she had taken over as an exception?

It's nerve-wracking......

Yun Mo calmed his instinctive thirst for flesh and blood, staggered up from the spot, and didn't know what kind of complicated mood he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar realm in front of him—the Great Plains of the Western Wilderness.

This is the place where she was buried in her previous life, and she died so that she didn't even lose a single hair, dragging the mutant and the entire continent to the bottom of purgatory at the end of the explosion of the entire mental power and body.

The once undying, the former supreme consciousness, until the reincarnation of time returned to the starting point, her heart has not changed her original intention.

The Great Plains of the Western Desolation in front of him had lost its boundless desolation and dead silence, and after that epic battle, the realm from District 1 to District 17 was completely plunged into a huge void. The earth's crust is sunken, the sand fossilizes into hot magma, and many rocky beasts live in this devil's realm, firmly occupying this territory.

The heat was wanton, and the heat wave was surging from outside. Yun Mo's brown hair was blown all over the sky, she rubbed her skin, which had become a little wrinkled by the heat, and took a few steps to the scrapped mech, and began to disassemble the parts and items that were useful to her.

It was only about an hour before and after, and there was only a pile of scrap metal left in this mecha, which was about twenty meters high. The half-crippled mastermind and a series of energy sources were stacked together by Yun Mo, and she rigorously subdivided the masterbrain into details, making full use of the resources available around her.

In the era of the Great Interstellar, without a personal terminal connected to the Star Network, it will never be able to truly enter the human society. In her previous life, she was accustomed to the wisdom of Enard, and although she was involved in the repair and assembly of personal terminals, she was still unfamiliar in the end.

The mastermind transformation lasted for eight hours, until she was so hungry that she couldn't even bite her own arm, then she put down what she was about to finish, picked out a few laser guns, and prepared to go to the edge of the magma to hunt for some blood food.

From the very beginning, Yun Mo maintained a high degree of sanity, and in her heart, she always attributed everything she was experiencing to an illusion. She remembered her goal of atavism, and felt that everything in front of her was an illusion, grand and empty, real and fake.

So she starved herself and squeezed herself...... She used various ways to "wake up" herself, and it was not until the shadow of starvation and death covered her five senses that she realized that she seemed to have taken off. Anything can be fake, but a person's intuition about death cannot be faked.

Death, how to fake? How can I cheat?

Really going to die, these ...... None of them are fake......

This thought welled up in his mind for some reason, Yun Mo forcibly held back the turbulent waves in his heart, and the surface was still calm. It's just that when her intuition told her about the reality of the "hallucination", her brain really crashed for a moment.

Jumping from the Great Interstellar Age to 2,000 years ago, and then leaking back from the cracks of the ancient era...... What did she do when she came back? How is she going to go back? As a person who should have disappeared in the long river of history, Yun Mo felt helpless about his "resurrection".

But now is not the time to dwell on these things, no matter in the past and present life, even if it is reborn as a zombie, her goal has not changed. It's a rare opportunity to experience the thrill of being a Mission Impossible, why doesn't she use her identity as a zombie to turn everything upside down?

The zombies' strict hierarchy and strong combat power are enough to rival the aliens and zergs. If she can step up to the level of the Corpse Emperor, waiting for an order, it will not be a problem for all the zombies to attack the alien race. When the alien race is exterminated, the ending of the zombies must also be destroyed, but this has nothing to do with her.

Her only purpose is to keep humanity alive, and when all alien races become history, she, as the last zombie, will choose to perish as soon as possible.

Slowly suppressing her thoughts, Yun Mo gulped down a dead magma beast, and the warm flesh and blood softened her sour stomach. Using the Great Plains of the Western Wilderness as a hunting point, Yun Mo temporarily lived a peaceful life of devouring evolution, but the "peace" did not last long after all.

A few days later, Yun Mo was playing with a brand new personal terminal, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Thanks to her spending energy day and night for a long time, the terminal did not live up to her expectations, and she made a name for herself in the end.

Although the style and core are forged from the old model in memory, it can still be used. Moreover, this terminal does not reject her zombie genes, in an old saying on the earth: in the end, it is the seed that crawls out of her belly, and it is always raised.

Buckling the terminal on his wrist, Yun Mo pulled out a power stone from the wreckage of the mecha and put it into the groove, and began to activate the terminal with the gesture of activating the main brain. Almost in a few seconds, this gray terminal emitted a dazzling brilliance, and a slender mature woman of about twenty centimeters suddenly appeared in front of her, and her slowly opened eyes with full machinery and ignorance.

After a few moments, it was back to normal.

The terminal is connected to the star network, and the opening of each terminal means the entry of a satellite network data. Yun Mo skillfully uses spiritual power to connect with the terminal, the host communicates with the terminal, and the host's will is the terminal's will.

[Host, did you create your login role in Starnet?] 】

[No]......

Yun Mo had no interest in opening a small account again to experience life, but directly locked the account he used in his previous life, and decided to use his original identity even if he went to the Star Network. The reason is simple, compared to the status of a tabula rasa with nothing, the title of marshal of the former wartime alliance can bring more privileges and conveniences.

Why wouldn't she?

She was even sure that the moment the name belonging to "Yun Mo" lit up again on the Star Net, it would definitely attract the attention of various forces and the pursuit of everyone. Whether it's a supernatural event or not, she really isn't dead, there is always no shortage of people who want to search for her.

But this is not "reckless", she always has to pay the relevant price if she wants to get more and greater convenience. When one day she blends into the camp of zombies, the value of the information sent by her identity as "Yun Mo" is far higher than anything else for anyone.

Spiritual power penetrated into the terminal, and Yun Mo appeared on the star network for the first time. And when her spiritual power and the characters of the star network after many years were fused, the gray-white name "Yun Mo", which was engraved in the first place in history, and the word "Yun Mo", which was enshrined as the existence of faith by all soldiers, actually exuded a thrilling dazzling brilliance for the first time!

At the same moment, all the members of the New Human Alliance who held personal terminals received a message from the top intelligence brain of the Star Network: [Warmly celebrate the return of Marshal Yun Mo to the Star Network! ] Return to the League! 】

"Poof-" At this moment, I don't know how many people have sprayed tea, dropped cups, become stupid, and fall into Madaha...... Countless people wiped their eyes at the speed of their hands at 3,000 times per hour, and everyone felt that they were going to be blind.

What the hell is this?

[Warmly celebrate the return of Yunmo to the Star Network! ] Return to the League! 】

They're right? Is it "Yunmo"? Isn't it really a duplicate name? Really not a prank? Are you sure you don't need antivirus? Or is it ...... Is it also chaotic?

There are many people who can be called "Yunmo" in history, including men and women, old and young. However, there is only one who can add a "handsome" after the word "Yunmo"! The last star network can be widely informed by the star network and the whole world celebrates the only one!

Only that one is the glory of mankind! It is the salvation of war! is the real hero!

It is a glory and faith that no one can emulate, no one can replace, and no one can create again!

However, now, this name appeared on the star network again, spreading rapidly at an unimaginable speed, after a moment of human sluggishness, accompanied by a large number of people landing on the star network to search for Yun Mo's location, a large number of virtual characters rushed to the hero monument of the star network, looking at the handsome name that was still blooming on the top, and only felt tears in his eyes for a moment!

"The marshal is not dead?" A soldier slammed down in front of the stele and cried, tears welling up, "Great! That's great! ”

A person's personal terminal can only be used by one person, and neither the death nor the survival of the host can erase the traces of the individual's existence. Even if it is ten years and a hundred years, the model of one terminal and one owner will still exist, even if the owner's name will never light up again, but without the same genes and matching, the terminal of the original owner will never be logged in by a second person.

This means...... Their handsomeness really exists!

It's not a dream!

For a while, the Human Alliance was boiling, and even the Alliance of Strangers, the Mecha Warrior Guild, the Iron-Blooded Sanction Army, and other forces were surging in a frenzy, sending armies to various star fields one after another to find Yun Mo's traces.

The authority and level of the big marshal in the star network are too high, and there is no one in the world who deliberately checks it except for the star network. Therefore, it is understandable that everyone in the alliance is looking for them like headless flies.

Yun Mo did not retreat quietly after landing, giving people the illusion of a star network convulsion. She hung her name high above it, and then used her authority to publish a message on the star network: [Strategy Guide to Conquering the Alien Lair on Earth Planet 4 in the β Star Zone].

She discovered the movement of the Sector Xenomorph before she traveled through the wormhole, an area not far from the Alliance, but due to its barrenness, it was basically a chicken-ribbed existence. However, it doesn't make sense that because it's chicken ribs, it has to be thrown to the alien to eat.

Yun Mo didn't say a word, returned to his old business and prepared to guide the country, but he didn't know that because of her news, all the warships of the military department were launched together, and a large number of elites immediately rushed to the No. 4 planet in the star area, which was bound to kill the aliens!

And before they set off, the commander who led them told them solemnly: "Dashuai must be alive, but he is in the predicament of being surrounded by aliens, we must save Dashuai as soon as possible!" ”

Yun Mo, who didn't know what to ask for: "......"

After briefly editing the information, Yun Mo retired from the Star Network. It's not that she doesn't want to linger longer, but the energy in her body has reached a peak, and now, she needs to evolve.

……

Zell finished disposing of the last of his corpses, and stepped over the bloody trail that filled the hallway. The police station, which numbered more than 50 people, had been turned into purgatory under his butcher's knife, with tens of thousands of pieces of minced meat piled up in the corridors and dozens of fresh skeletons hanging on the walls.

By the way, Zell's hand flipped slightly, scattering a pile of hidden files and materials in the police station all over the floor.

The names, information, and photos of all the bribe-takers, all the cases that have been suppressed, all the information of the innocent people who have been seized, and the information of the people who died inexplicably in the bureau in the early years...... All of them are sprinkled here.

Hehe, I believe that tomorrow's local morning newspaper will be very lively.

Zell sneered, wiping the blood from his fingers with a white towel. He jumped from the window on the third floor with ease, and his steps were light and not like a mortal.

It's also funny to say, he is a dignified zombie, and soon after becoming a human, he awakened his abilities. And this ability is still the light attribute of the healing system, does he look like he has a good face?

Because of this damn attribute, the "devouring" carried by his body was suppressed by death. It is estimated that he will not become a zombie for a day, and as his ability grows, his energy will be weakened again.

It is precisely because of the bad mood that these happy people have become the target of his venting. Looking at the overwhelming negative news all over the world, Zell's heart is much more relaxed.

So far, two hundred lives have been killed at his hands, and the high-IQ criminals have aroused the fear of the whole society. Not only did the national-level serious crime team attack, but even ******** began to intervene, but these "scum" simply can't play with the means of wisdom.

They found out that it was going well, but the killing of Kazel was still going well. Every day, one or even a dozen corpses hanging in different directions are shocking not only the people of Pingming, but also more high-ranking people.

Economic turmoil is inevitable in the small city, and this small southern city has become increasingly desolate. As more and more soldiers poured in, Zell pulled the cap on his head, carried a whole bag of credit cards and cash, and smiled as he walked with a group of energetic college students and migrated to the provinces.

Human beings, after all, are stupid enough to ...... (To be continued.) )