"Let's rest for a while and then go back."

Just when everyone was silent and had not yet recovered from the strength of escaping from death, Zuiyue said flatly, as if the escape just now had nothing to do with him.

"Do you want to go in and send a wave? I spent a lot of money on this equipment, so I won't go! The tone of Chasing the Wind rose sharply, and the emphasis was full of the words "unhappy".

Qu Xiaoyun also muttered, obviously not wanting to have close contact with zombies anymore. Now my body is full of slimy red and white things, and some of them are even very uncomfortable sticking to the skin, and when I go back, I even want to take a good bath by going to the Frog Pedal Lake.

Cauchy didn't express his opinion directly, but asked, "Zuiyue, do you have any reason why you have to go back?" ”

Cauchy knew that Zuiyue wouldn't talk nonsense, but as a pig-headed military advisor, he would definitely have to focus on the overall situation, so he had to listen to Zuiyue's reasons before deciding whether to take the risk.

These zombies don't look like they have a lot of attack power, but they are numerous.

If it weren't for chasing the wind and fighting hard to fight a bloody way just now, and Zuiyue finally used a smoke clay pot to cover the back of the hall, I'm afraid that the five people would really be difficult to kill.

Drunken Moon pondered for a moment and said, "I have a conjecture in my mind right now. The reason why zombies mutiniate may be related to the way they are infected. If you think about it, these zombies are loyal to the dragon after being infected by what kind of blood. ”

Qu Xiaoyun thought for a while and said, "I was loyal after being splattered by the blood of infected zombies. After finishing speaking, Qu Xiaoyun opened his mouth first and was stunned for a moment, as if he had caught something.

The others all got up from the sand, waiting for the Drunken Moon to say.

"You should have guessed it too, right? The reason why the zombies rebelled, I think it is very likely that it is caused by the impurity of the power of the bloodline through the second infection of the zombies. So I want to go in and have a look, and I only need to see if the few zombies who were directly stained with Xiaolong's blood at the beginning obeyed the order, and I can confirm the conjecture. ”

Qu Xiaoyun and Chasing Feng were both convinced, and it seemed to make sense.

Cauchy asked: "But the original zombie heads have been blown up, so how can we confirm the conjecture without perception." ”

Drunken Moon pulled out a sewing box from her bag, which contained soft bio-sinew soaked in a clear solution, as well as a giant crochet needle.

"This is not a problem, just sew up the zombie's head directly, I have experience in this."

Drunken Moon said it easily, but Long Sheng was so frightened that he touched his stomach. Stitching on the spot is still fresh in my memory.

Soon everyone returned to the place where the previous battle was fought, and the zombie tide had completely receded, leaving only a few headless corpses on the ground crawling aimlessly, crashing into the wall and other headless zombies for a while.

When Long Sheng saw this scene, his nose was sour for some reason.

Leaving two on guard, the others began to search the ground for broken heads.

In the end, it took a lot of effort to find two heads, not two complete heads, but four halves.

Drunken Moon looked at the four halves of the skull and some small skull fragments. The adhesive, needle and thread were ready, and soon the drunken moon held the zombie's head and began to stitch it up.

Drunken Moon didn't know if she could succeed, after all, there was not much brain pulp left in the zombie's brain, and in the end, she searched around and mixed some together. This would definitely not have been possible in reality, but after all, this is a game, and Drunken Moon still wants to try it.

Soon a head was stitched up, and the face was densely covered with needles and threads, which looked extremely ugly, and the most important thing was that the mandible bone could not be closed, and the tongue was simply drooping, looking extremely ugly and disgusting.

"Is it really useful to put a head like this on?" The corners of Qu Xiaoyun's mouth were trembling, in line with the professional code of war correspondents, she endured her stomach and watched the entire stitching process, and also took a screenshot. If it really worked, this operation would definitely make a splash in the forum.

Zuiyue raised her head and looked back and forth, and said frankly: "I don't know either, I hope it will be useful." ”

After saying that, he put his head on the zombie's body and began to stitch the neck part.

The neck part of the drunken moon is stitched extremely carefully, and the spine part is reglued with adhesive.

When everything was finished, he clapped his hands and got up, and let Long Sheng carry out the next operation.

There is actually no difficulty in stitching for Drunken Moon, first of all, the zombie's mental system has been completely destroyed by the virus, and the focus of the head change is the connection between the spine and the major artery, but as for whether the brain that has become a paste is useless, no one has the bottom.

After a while, the tongue of the stitched zombie began to squirm, and there was no expression on the face because of the sutures, and the two eyes were like fifteen-year-old boys, full of confusion about the future.

"It's really alive!"

Everyone's tone was trembling, especially Qu Xiaoyun's two pig's hooves covering his mouth. She saw the stitching process throughout the whole process, especially the red and white paste inside the skull, and even some dirt that could not be cleaned up, which was also stuffed into the skull, and it was really unexpected that such a zombie could be resurrected.

Long Sheng squatted in front of the zombie and tried to give an order, but the zombie stared at Long Sheng, his eyes still confused.

Zuiyue was wiping her hands, and when she saw Long Sheng's actions, she suggested: "Its brain is a mess, it is estimated that it can't understand any orders now, you try to instill consciousness and rules in it first." ”

Long Sheng began to instill consciousness in the zombies, which simply means repeating a few words constantly, such as being loyal to me, obeying my orders in everything, and so on.

The zombie's brain was blank, and Long Sheng kept repeating it to form a psychological suggestion, and soon the zombie's mushy brain gradually had a circuit, and took Long Sheng's words as the first memory, and it was also an instinctive reaction.

The dragon sang commanded the zombie operation, and this time there was no delay in the control, and the zombie carried out the dragon life's arrangement without hesitation.

Drunken Moon's conjecture has come true, at least for now, zombies who directly contact the blood of dragons are more loyal, and there is no delay in control. Judging from the reconstructed consciousness rules just now, such zombies should be directly counted as dead soldiers and will never rebel.

Long Sheng felt that the diligent stitching zombie in front of him would become his most loyal servant on the road to the game.

Since the plan is feasible, Drunken Moon is familiar with it this time, and quickly sews up a zombie, and then Longsheng instills consciousness.

Ten minutes later, there were two more zombie brothers behind Long Sheng.

And he himself has swelled to the point of calling himself the "godfather of zombies".

"Chasing the wind, when you encounter zombies later, you should hammer their heads first, I think it's easier to control a mushy zombie."

The five of them went deep into the slum again, and with two more guards, the search efficiency of everyone gradually improved.

"Do you think there are any other types of zombies?" Long Sheng's tone was cheerful and hopeful. Zombies are good, but they are still too slow, and it would be nice if there were other kinds of zombies.

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