Besides.

Su Qiong also found a lot of good things.

For example, what zombie-exclusive compressed biscuits, zombie-exclusive fruits, zombie-exclusive cans.

These are not bad, all of them are 100,000 pieces, Su Qiong waved his hand and directly bought a lot of them, and the originally rich dark coins bottomed out in an instant.

Of course.

In addition to these, there are some things that make Su Qiong dumbfounded.

Among them, the zombie baby diaper is one, and what are the zombie underwear, zombie underwear, zombie trench coat, zombie sports suit......

In short, there is only what Su Qiong can't think of, and no system can't do it.

After smiling bitterly, Su Qiong directly exited the zombie store.

"Boss, where are we going next?"

In Su Qiong's mind, the voice of the black dragon suddenly sounded.

"Return to Winterfell!"

Su Qiong thought for a moment and said.

"Okay!"

The black dragon cheered and instantly sped up.

In a flash.

I saw a streamlined black wingspan rushing by,

It was not as comfortable to be anywhere as it was to stay in Winterfell, where it was not as pleasant to lie on another hill entirely made of gold coins!!

The speed of the black dragon was very fast, and with a slight flap of its wings, it was a distance of thousands of meters, and in less than three hours, the iconic majestic building of Winterfell City appeared in front of Su Qiong's eyes.

Now.

In the vast palace of Winterfell.

Number One, the Dark Tyrant, a special species, has been waiting for the Hammer for a long time.

After this period of continuous mutation and evolution, in addition to the high intelligence of No. 1 itself, the remaining three junior brothers have also been developed to varying degrees.

So far.

Su Qiong dared to conclude that even if it is not an intelligent zombie, after several mutations, its IQ will be developed to a certain extent, and in the end, after a long time, the zombie will have the same wisdom as a normal human.

This discovery is very important to Su Qiong, and it plays a crucial basis for it to build a zombie civilization national uniform in the future.

……

……

"Number One!"

Sit on the throne of Winterfell.

Su Ziqiong suddenly hooked her hand at No. 1 beside her.

"My esteemed master!"

No. 1 immediately bent his body slightly and cautiously walked in front of Su Qiong.

"I'm going out recently, and Winterfell must put this in jail."

Su Qiong spoke, with a hint of undoubted majesty.

"Where is the master going?"

Number One was a little puzzled.

"Nature is looking for the strongest enemy in the world!"

Su Qiong is domineering and leaking.

"I hope that when I return, you will be able to see a different kind of Winterfell!"

Su Qiong raised her head slightly, and glanced at No. 1, Iron Hammer, Dark Heavenly Monarch, special species.

"Please rest assured, the little ones will definitely be able to do it!"

One's tone was affirmative.

"Good!"

Su Qiong nodded, and the next moment, he got up directly from the golden throne under him and walked down.

As the only way for the Four Kingdoms, Winterfell's convenient location and environment gave Winterfell extremely wealth, and at the same time, it also created an existence that was second only to the Four Kingdoms in strength.

Nature.

As a symbol of power.

Even the throne of Winterfell is made of pure gold.

Leaving Winterfell was a decision made by Su Qiong after thinking about it for a long time.

Now.

No. 1, Dark Heavenly Monarch, Iron Hammer, and Special Species have all reached level six, and such strength, even if it is placed in a large base, it is a force that should not be underestimated.

Not to mention.

In the same level of battle, zombies can completely crush other races with their deadly corpse poison and painless bodies.

It's not that Su Ziqiong is too confident, it's just that there are too few existences like Ye Fanna in this world, too few.

Besides.

There is one more important reason.

That's strength.

After meeting with Emperor Ye Tiandi, Su Qiong felt more and more that her strength was weak.

He had a gut feeling that if he fought each other, he would definitely not last half a minute.

Of course, maybe if he turns on the unicorn armor, he can hold on for a while.

But the unicorn armor must only pass through foreign objects, abandoning these things, the strength of his body is still much worse than Ye Fan.

He is a zombie with a system, even if Ye Fan was once a legend of the world, but so what?

He still can't be alone in the heights.

……

……

Kutou City, a slightly joking-sounding name, is the largest city in Zhujiang Province, with a total population of more than 100 million before the end of the world, and its economic share accounted for 55.7 percent of the entire Zhujiang Province.

As for why such a name was given.

In the final analysis, it is because of the pillar industry here - garment manufacturing and processing industry.

As early as more than a dozen years ago.

Kutou City is already the largest garment production and processing base in China. Here, all the clothing brands that are named in the world are almost without exception. All of them have factories here, and every morning, enough branded clothing is shipped from here to fill hundreds of oversized trucks.

Hundreds of oversized trucks traverse the widest main road in Kutou City, which is so spectacular that Kutou City has even applied for a Guinness World Record for this.

Only now.

Even though there is still a black and oppressive large truck lined up on the street, it is still full of gloom.

Not far away.

More than a dozen hideous-looking ordinary zombies kept shuttling by, adding a little bit of terror to it.

"Be quiet!"

The rear of a truck.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of dissatisfaction.

is a woman, her voice is more crisp, like a yellow bird, even if it is deliberately lowered, but it can still be heard softly.

Follow the sound.

You can vaguely see the general outline of the woman.

With short ear-length hair and a tight-fitting black leather coat, the already concave and convex figure is even more convex and backward, especially the two giant peaks on the chest, as if they can be called out for the next moment, and they flick on people's faces.

"Boss, are we really going to hunt that ironclad pig?"

Behind the woman in black leather was a group of people.

There were women and men, and there was even a gray-haired old man in the middle.

The man headed by the stone who opened his mouth was as thin as a hemp pole, and with that wide windbreaker, if you look closely, it is even more infiltrating than the zombies around.

"Nonsense, we've been preparing for so long, isn't it just to hunt this iron-armored pig, so that we can exchange the iron armor on its body for food, you know, we haven't eaten for almost three days, even if we rely on the energy in our body to support, but I'm afraid it won't last a few days, anyway, it's all dead, it's better to die standing!"

The leather-clothed woman glared at the young man with a hemp pole fiercely, and said viciously.

The appearance of the leather-clad woman is not ugly, on the contrary, there is even some neutral beauty, coupled with her extremely hot figure, which complements each other perfectly, enough to make normal male animals happy.

(End of chapter)