Tired is not tired, but it is too exciting.

When Fu Hongyang turned over and got up, his heart was still pounding, and he grabbed the mutant zombie's trouser tube and dragged the zombie directly into the haze-free area.

The zombie tied to the tree was still lying on the ground, letting out a dull roar.

Fu Hongyang didn't care about it at all, just looked at the mutated zombie like a big spider: "This zombie mutation is really ugly, I thought the frog jumping zombie was ugly enough, but I didn't expect there to be an even uglier spider zombie." ”

In terms of size, this is a zombie resurrected from the death of a small child, about more than a meter tall.

Wearing a down jacket, it has been hung in tatters, and the exposed skin has become gray and rough. There was no hair on his head, not even hair on his body, and the whole thing was bare. There is an abnormal sunken cheek, and even the bones of the body seem to have changed.

In particular, the elbow joint can turn 360 degrees, and he remembers that when the spider zombie jumped on him, he grabbed his waist with the back joint of his arm and pressed himself to the ground.

"It's very thin, it's basically a layer of skin wrapped around the bones, is it the cause of malnutrition, or is it mutation that consumes too much fat?"

It's just his speculation, and he doesn't even know what the smog is now.

Is there a virus in the smog, or is there radioactive material in the smog, or is it ...... Reiki revival? Sometimes he thinks so, but the revival of the aura will not make zombies such creatures, after all, zombies are very easy to associate with the virus, and the virus is the closest to the resurrection of people.

"So, I breathe smog all day long, am I also infected with this unknown virus?"

The problem was so complicated that he couldn't verify anything, just stared at the zombie's corpse and pulled out the fruit knife stuck in his skull. Dirty blood and brain pulp were mixed together, gurgling out, and the fishy smell suddenly filled the entire air, and the thickened mask couldn't stop it at all.

However, Fu Hongyang already had a good resistance, he frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he decisively picked up the firewood knife, stood up, and suddenly swung the firewood knife and slashed at the skull of the spider zombie. Bang, like a broken watermelon, the zombie's skull exploded in half, and the brain slurry splashed on the ground. He endured the strong fishy smell and scratched his brain with the tip of his knife.

After paddling for a long time, I found nothing.

"There is no crystal nucleus in the brain, and it seems that the way of evolution is different from that described in the novel...... But should I dissect the zombie's stomach and heart again? "In his own body, in the three places of the brain, the stomach and the heart, there are three small saplings.

Without much hesitation, he had chosen to do so.

The firewood knife slashed fiercely, disemboweling the spider zombie and disemboweling it. First dig out the heart, use a fruit knife to cut through the tough muscles, and carefully scratch it, but there is still nothing special, similar to the crystal nucleus. This was followed by the stomach, pulling out a bunch of intestines, liver, spleen, stomach, etc.

Black-purple blood, mixed with green mucus, filled the entire abdominal cavity.

Fu Hongyang can be sure that the fluid in the abdominal cavity of a normal person, even a dead person, will not be this color, it must be caused by some kind of virus.

And with a smoky stench.

Holding back the feeling of nausea and vomiting, he seriously cut open each organ, carefully searching for possible crystal nuclei. Then disappointed, there was no crystal nucleus in each organ. He repeatedly scratched the abdominal cavity full of green mucus, but still couldn't find any possible crystal nuclei, only all kinds of spoiled rotten meat and fat.

After making sure that there is no crystal nucleus, he grabbed all the organs and stuffed them into the stomach of the spider zombie. dragged the spider zombie and threw it directly into the haze.

Do it all.

He returned to the haze-free area, suddenly ripped off the thickened mask on his face, and vomited with a whoosh. I vomited one after another, and I almost vomited out of my bile. The tears didn't know what was going on, they were already blurry, and he didn't care about wiping them, just wiped his mouth and spit on the residue.

Quickly ran back to his yard, grabbed water from the bucket and rinsed his mouth indiscriminately, and then sat on the ground, not wanting to move.

The playing Doudou rushed over with his tail wagging and circled around Fu Hongyang, with the remnants of the little ghost umbrella on the side of his mouth, obviously he had not robbed the big black ants.

Seeing that Doudou still wanted to stick out his tongue and lick his face, Fu Hongyang hugged Doudou's neck, pulled Doudou down, and held him in his arms: "I have become a monster and a perverted ......"

Normal people don't dissect zombies, just to find out if there is a crystal nucleus in the novel.

Normal people will not complete the dissection operation without expression, hands without trembling, and heartbeat without speed. You must know that zombies are living humans before they die, humans like themselves, and even acquaintances in the neighborhood.

Fu Hongyang did it.

What does this mean?

Long.

Doudou struggled impatiently, trying to break free from Fu Hongyang's embrace.

He let go of his hand, turned over and stood up from the ground, the tears on his face had dried, and the frustration and depression gradually dissipated. INSTEAD, THERE IS A MORBID SENSE OF ACHIEVEMENT, AND UNRESTRAINED FREEDOM, OR A KIND OF EXCITEMENT TO BREAK THE SHACKLES OF SECULAR MORALITY AND BECOME A VILLAIN BOSS.

"It's growth!"

"There is no need for weakness and weakness in the last days, and I have overcome the weakness of human nature." Taking off his clothes, he directly picked up the bucket and poured a basin of cold water from head to foot to wash away the smell of zombies and rancid smell on his body. The cold well water made him shiver.

Then there was a heat from the inside out, and sobriety: "Look forward!" ”

Changing into a clean suit and drying his hair, he walked over to the black tree. Three days have not yet arrived, but the black tree has shrunk to its normal size, more than three meters tall, and has just sprouted. In a few hours, you don't need to wait until it gets dark, and you will probably be able to grow into a seed.

The ground has shrunk due to the shrinkage of the roots of the tree, leaving several deep holes, which are so large that some of the roots of the tree are exposed, and there is a faint sheen attached to them.

Hands caress over the bark.

The eyebrows suddenly raised, and the feeling of blood connection was too strong, and even gave birth to an attraction, as if his hand was about to merge with the black tree. What was even more surprising was that his heart trembled for the first time during the day.

One hand against the bark and the other against the chest.

I can't see or touch it, but I can clearly sense that the little sapling is growing in my heart, especially the black tree seeds hanging on the first branch.

The induction is exceptionally clear.

The trembling comes from this ripe black tree, which seems to be breathing, trembling and trembling, in perfect harmony with the trembling frequency of the black tree that is growing in reverse.

And looming in his heart, the emotion of "can't wait" rises.

After feeling it for a while, Fu Hongyang left his palm from the trunk of the black tree and muttered to himself: "Don't worry, wait until the evening, when the reverse growth is over, I will come to collect the seeds of the black tree." ”

He had a hunch.

When the black tree becomes a seed, there will be unpredictable surprises waiting for you.