"Little Yan'er, have you found it? Someone is taking care of the zombies here. Mo Yan bent his eyes with interest and looked around.

Although at first glance, it seems that these zombies are no different from others, but if you look closely, you can see that the routes they walk around never cross, and each has its own route, as if they are patrolling the territory.

"Find out." Xia Yan's face was expressionless, a hit passed in front of her, she casually grabbed the other party's neck, and after that, the surrounding zombies changed direction and pounced on her fiercely.

Letting go of the zombie's neck, Xia Yan clapped his hands, as if patting off the ashes on his hands, and said, "It's a bit like a program." ”

"Eh, when you say that, it's really like." Mo Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Low-level zombies don't have sanity, but now it seems that they still obey orders.

Both of them are interested in the person who commands the zombies behind them, no, the only one who can command the zombies is the zombies, this zombie, they are very interested.

After a long turn, the two finally set their sights on the family building of a factory.

They haven't checked it here, and if they haven't, it's hell.

It didn't take much effort to find the zombie behind him, he probably didn't hide at all, he just lived in his own house all the time.

Seeing Xia Yan and Mo Yan slamming the door and coming in, the zombies put on a fierce posture, looking like they were going to pounce and bite off their necks.

Xia Yan, Mo Yan: "......"

"Child, it's not good that you're so fierce, didn't your parents teach you to be well-behaved?" Mo Yan glanced at the five-year-old cute baby with infinite complexity, and then glanced at the zombie parents who were sitting on the sofa watching TV under his control.

It must be mentioned that the TV is not on.

The blue-black child: "......" silently hid behind the cabinet, and three seconds later, he poked his head out and bared his teeth at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan turned his head to look at Xia Yan.

Xia Yan: "......" is not good at coaxing children.

After a while, Xia Yan still walked over, she couldn't let Mo Yan, a living person, go over, he said in the past that this kid couldn't listen to it, and he was greedy.

Unless Mo Yanken cuts a piece of meat and feeds him.

She walked over, and the little zombie didn't react much, just looked up at her twice, his gray eyes moved, and then shrank back into the back of the cabinet.

Xia Yan squatted next to the little zombie, stared at him, and asked slowly for a long time, "What abilities do you have?" Psychiatric? ”

She remembered that Mo Yan had said that in addition to the Zombie King, only the zombies of the spirit department could control some zombies.

That kind of control is better called domination, and you can only control zombies with lower levels and lower intelligence than yourself.

Just looking at the kind of zombies who are now at his disposal, they don't even have the lowest level of crystal nuclei, and they also know that his own level is not much higher.

The little zombie didn't reply to Xia Yan, but only twisted his head and looked at her blankly.

Xia Yan was a little worried, looking at the reaction of the little zombie, he knew that his mind actually didn't have much left, and he dominated the rest of the zombies mostly because of his instinct for self-preservation, as for the two on the sofa, it was estimated that it was his only remaining feelings.

"Do you want Mom and Dad to play with you?" Xia Yan asked very seriously.

The little zombie looked at her and nodded slowly.

"Then come with me, listen to me, and do things for me." Xia Yan reached out and patted the little zombie's head.

The little zombie was stunned for a long time, then raised his hand and touched his head, and stared at Xia Yan for a long time before standing up, taking two steps, and hugging Xia Yan's legs.

This thigh-hugging posture, why is it so annoying?!

Mo Yan on the side glared at the little zombie, that was his daughter-in-law, if he hadn't seen that he was still young, he would have been killed a long time ago.

When he came out of the family building again, it was one person and four zombies.

Mo Yan deeply felt that he was ostracized.

No one has to eat, no need to drink, no need to sleep, as long as he has to stop, look for food for him, kindly!

I knew that I would eat my daughter-in-law's, why did I insist that I could support myself, wouldn't it be good for my daughter-in-law to raise it?!

"Help, help! Help me! ”

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"There's a fart for shouting help, and there's no one."

"Don't make noise, concentrate on fighting zombies."

"Meng Wei, that zombie is too powerful, we can't beat it, if we get bitten, we will die."

"So what do you say?" Meng Wei roared impatiently: "The zombie is nearby, just waiting for one of us to get distracted, he will attack." ”

"Otherwise, you can put bait."

"What do you mean? Who are you going to use as bait? Xu Minghui leaned over from Meng Wei and glared at the person who spoke, "How about throwing you out as bait?" ”

"You, how can you talk like that?" The person who came up with the bait suggestion was a little panicked.

"Humph!" Xu Minghui snorted coldly and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, cheer up, pay attention, the zombie may be ...... It's a second-level zombie, if the zombie is really as graded as in it. Meng Wei's expression was serious.

If it was really as he thought, it was a second-level zombie that was eyeing them, then none of the seven of them would be able to escape.

Of the seven, only four were standing, facing each other in four directions, nervously guarded.

There were three people in the middle, a middle-aged woman, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, and an uncle who looked to be about sixty years old.

The old man, who seemed to have an injured leg, was sitting on the ground, and the boy and woman were crouching beside him.

The three of them huddled together, and their eyes also glanced around, hoping to find the zombie, and hoping that he had left.

On a three-story building two hundred meters away from the seven people, Xia Yan and Mo Yan were looking at them.

"It's not easy to meet some people, as soon as the end of the world comes, at least eighty percent of human beings have become zombies." Mo Yan sighed, although he never felt that he needed the same kind, but now he was quite happy to see a few living people.

And just looking at their personnel composition, you know that the quality of these people is not bad, after all, when their own life safety cannot be guaranteed, no one wants to have a few more burdens.

"Go and get them." Summer flue.

"You're not coming with me?" Mo Yan held Xia Yan's hand and didn't let it go, although it was very cold and the feel was not very soft, then he didn't let it go.

"You go and bring them here." Xia Yan sat down cross-legged, too lazy to make this trip.

"Alright then, wait for me." Mo Yan helplessly glanced at the three zombies who were not leaving Xia Yan, knowing that Xia Yan might be afraid of accidental injury.

The IQ of the little zombie is not high, and now he only knows that he follows Xia Yan, and the other two are controlled by the little zombie, and he doesn't even have his own thoughts.

Nasty light bulb!

Mo Yan made a depressed face and went downstairs, as long as he thought that there would be more light bulbs in the future, Mo Yan's mood would not be beautiful.

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