"Wow."

I rolled over and grabbed a tattered cushion and put it over my ear.

"Zizi."

Probably due to the zombies' hearing is too good.

The seat cushion didn't do anything.

"Ah, that's annoying, what's that?"

Angry, I threw off my cushion and climbed up from the couch in the hole in the bridge.

Start looking for the source of the noise.

But there are things that are like that, and when you really want to look for them, you can't find them.

The sleeping on the ground next to him seemed to hear something, and his ears that had been hanging down were pricked up.

"Huh, help me."

Well?

No wonder I searched through the house and couldn't find anything that made a sound.

Good fellow, this sound is coming out of my head.

Not the voice of the manual, though.

It sounds like it should be the long-lost 'I'm your uncle' skill in the zombie world.

The Zombie Commander who used this skill last time took his brothers from Jane Town to the center of Xiahe City.

As a result, in the first wave of human counterattack, the city center was directly razed by missiles.

It's a little scary to think about.

If I hadn't been hit by an arrow in the knee, I might have gone with it and died.

"Somebody can come, help me."

Tsk, this is a command skill that only the Zombie Commander has, but now it is being used to call for help.

If it weren't for the fact that this is a one-way communication, I would have scolded it a long time ago.

You let the zombies come to save you, so why don't you report the name of the place?

Are all zombies comic book characters?

You came straight to it as soon as you called?

"The manual has detected a tendency to mutate, has it learned skills, and the corpse sounds into the brain?"

"Wait, your manual is very bad, tell me how much it is."

Given that I have been fooled twice, how can I learn directly?

Hey, witty as I am.

"Tsk, it will cost 500 gene points for the corpse sound to enter the brain, do you want to learn?"

I don't know if it's a delusion, but I actually heard a trace of impatience?

"Do you think I'm going to learn?"

I looked at the Zombie Bichon Frise, and it tilted its head to look at me.

"Well, forget it, you don't have to pay attention to me."

Anyway, there are still 1062 gene points, maybe I can become a zombie leader after learning.

Think about going out to find food in the future, followed by a large group of younger brothers, Dora Feng.

No, I have a little brother, why should I go to find food by myself?

"Let's learn, let's learn." In the last days, it's always good to have one more skill.

"Learning successful, remaining gene points: 562 points."

For a moment, I felt like I was getting stronger.

It was as if a voice was heard.

You're strengthened, go and send it.

Could it be that those zombie commanders were all called by this voice to take a large number of brothers to occupy large cities?

This is unknown.

"Hey, test, test, can you hear?"

I closed my eyes tightly, and the veins on my head burst out.

Damn, this manual is really unreliable.

You said that your skill is so expensive, and you don't provide instructions.

After using all the I had, I finally succeeded in using the 'Dead Sound into the Brain'.

(It's easy to get hot just by eating meat, it's easy to get on fire, hehehe)

"What, it's a dead ghost who just asked for help, so you should report a position."

I said into the air without thinking.

"Help me."

"You dead ghost can't understand the corpse language or what, can you still communicate happily, location! Do you know the location? ”

Seeing that the other party would only ask for help, I became angry.

This is clearly trying to me off and then inherit my "Zombie Survival Manual".

"I'm here, Central Hospital, underground."

"That's pretty much it, wait."

I unilaterally interrupted the conversation.

I'd love to say that, but it's obviously because the other party didn't bird me anymore.

"Let's go."

I greeted the upper and left my well-ventilated home.

The Central Hospital, as the name suggests, is located in the central area of Jane Duc Town.

Once upon a time, it was a zombie canteen.

I miss the days of eating buffets with the big guys.

Oily large intestine.

Smooth brain flower.

Fat and lean pork belly.

Just thinking about it, the saliva flowed down without arguing.

Sure enough, being a zombie should still eat people.

However, times have changed, and the former brothers and sisters are estimated to have been wiped out under the missile.

"Squeak."

I gently pushed open the closed doors of the central hospital.

It's still the familiar fishy-sweet smell.

"Buzz."

Wave your hand and get rid of those pesky flies.

"Buzz Buzz"

Wave your hand again and continue to chase away those pesky flies.

I was silent.

I didn't find flies so annoying before.

"YOHO, DEAD GHOST, I'M AT THE CENTRAL HOSPITAL, WHERE ARE YOU?"

While walking into the dark corridor of the hospital, he used the corpse sound into his brain again, trying to contact the zombie who had called for help earlier.

But three bullets awaited me.

"it!"

A bullet slashed through my face.

A wide, long scar was drawn on the guy I was eating.

I mean the corners of my mouth.

The other pierced my arm directly.

The last one missed.

Fortunately, there is the blessing of the wind corpse legs.

I quickly flashed into a department next to the hallway.

Due to its small stature, humans hiding in the shadows don't seem to notice it.

It flashed in after me.

I quickly closed the door to the room and pushed the desk on the side.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

"Wow!"

It sounds like there are at least two humans with automatic weapons on the opposite side.

I was careless.

Since it is the distress signal of the zombie leader, how can it be smooth sailing.

I hurriedly looked around for a way out.

However, the first thing I saw was a female human juvenile.

She curled up under the hospital bed.

Covering his mouth in panic.

After consciously meeting my eyes, he sobbed softly and closed his eyes.

Looks like waiting to die.

"Humans?"

I'm confused right now.

Aren't there adult humans with guns out there?

Why is this juvenile hiding here?

It doesn't look like it's ambushing me, either.

I should have been hiding here early.

"Could it be that you are not in the same group as the outside?"

I regretted it when I said that.

She couldn't understand the language of corpses.

Besides, I can't talk to anyone.

The stupid dog had already bared his teeth and walked over by this time.

After all, it has no IQ, and when it sees meat to eat, it forgets about the crisis outside the door in a blink of an eye.

I quickly kicked it up.

"Sit down, it's not time to eat."

But in the eyes of the female juvenile, it may be more like I'm protecting the food.

I saw that she was about to cry.

Naturally, I didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Because the footsteps of leather boots hitting the tiles were already heard outside the door.

The two gun-wielding humans were already close at hand.

The windows outside the department have long been nailed to death by a mess of wooden planks.

Don't try to tear it down anytime soon.

"I'll go, it's a dead end."

I'm embarrassed now, obviously I came to save the dead ghost, but I was wrapped in dumplings.