Qin Liangshen left Lin Hao's territory with one shallow foot, walked towards his own territory, and then began to recall Lin Hao's question as he walked. Those questions were like magic sounds lingering in his ears, and they kept echoing in Qin Liang's mind.

When Qin Liang returned to his territory, his subordinates, several fifth-level zombies and fourth-level zombies began to move closer.

"Boss, where's the new member?" A zombie asked.

These zombies didn't seem to be able to observe words, they couldn't see Qin Liang's dejected expression at this moment, so they asked Qin Liang directly. However, when Qin Liang saw these zombies, he thought of Lin Hao's question again.

Qin Liang didn't sell Guanzi, but asked a few people directly: "Do you still have memories of half a year ago?" Can you remember what you did half a year ago? Even if it's a memorable one! ”

Qin Liang didn't seem to want to ask questions, more like he was desperate, wanting to get some hope from other people's mouths, however, sometimes some things are so desperate, several zombies all shook their heads and said: "I don't know, I can't remember, who can remember what happened half a year ago." ”

Obviously, these zombies simply can't get the real point of this problem.

Qin Liang ignored these subordinates of his own, and began to find a place to sit down at random, immersed in his own memories. His memories are full of particularly scattered fragments, including babbling babies, beautiful women, and old people with loving faces.

Qin Liang began to be afraid, he was a zombie, he was a cannibal, how could there be humans in his memories, no, this is not scientific.

So Qin Liang continued to recall, he wanted to recall what happened half a year ago, or a year ago, or even a few years ago, and those memory fragments were no matter how Qin Liang pieced them together, and he couldn't make up a complete story.

When a wild man finally begins to become self-aware, and finally begins to learn to think, he may be thinking about what convenient way to open the walnut in his hand without damaging the flesh inside, and then he begins to think about what else is better than a walnut. When one day, he stands on a boulder, looking at the magnificent scenery below the boulder, looking at the lush mountains and forests, looking at the sun and the moon overhead, will he have such a question, where did all these things come from? Where does the sun come from? Where did the forest come from? Where did the moon come from?

When these questions start to escalate, they come to themselves, like, where did I come from, who am I?

The wild man began to be afraid, and for the first time since he learned to think, he felt afraid, and the reason for the fear was that he did not know where he came from.

The frightened wildlings began to ask the other wildlings, but the other wildlings could only use: "hat are you doing?" He looked at him to show that he didn't know.

Obviously, they can communicate with each other, even if they don't use language to communicate, they should be able to understand their own words, they should understand their own questions, but why aren't they afraid? Isn't this something to be afraid of? We don't even know why it exists, isn't this kind of thing worth fearing?

The wildling asked all the other wildlings, but all they got was boring and disdainful glances, so the wildling shut up and began to think for himself, he was thinking about why he existed, and who he was.

"So, who am I?" Qin Liang looked up at the sky, a cloud drifted by, and rain was about to fall.

Zombies don't care if there is rain or not, so what does it matter if there is rain or not for them? Ordinary zombies think about how to fill their stomachs, and mutant zombies think about the crystal nuclei of their enemies, or the crystal nuclei of their own people.

Qin Liang looked at his subordinates, everyone looked at each other as cold as ice, and then scolded each other, and then looked at each other with sharp eyes, if it wasn't for him, the boss, I'm afraid his subordinates would have fought a long time ago, if it wasn't for Boss Wang, would I have fought with that guy too?

Qin Liang laughed self-deprecatingly.

When his subordinates began to disperse, I don't know when, the man in the suit appeared in front of Qin Liang again.

"You're here?" Qin Liang glanced at the man in the suit, and then turned his head weakly to continue thinking about his own question.

"I'm here, how is it, has that zombie been recruited? That zombie is very powerful, if you can't recruit it, even if you kill it, you can't let those zombies recruit it. The man in the suit said viciously.

"I've tried, I've never fought, that guy is really powerful, and now I'm not his opponent for the time being." Qin Liang said a little boringly.

Although the man in the suit felt that Qin Liang's state was a little wrong, he didn't think about it deeply, after all, Qin Liang was a zombie, he was a human being, how did he know what the zombie thought?

However, after hearing Qin Liang's words, the man in the suit couldn't help but grow his mouth and said in surprise: "You said you are not his opponent?" ”

"yes, weird, isn't it? My skills themselves are related to my hands, but now I only have my left hand. Qin Liangxian was very disappointed.

"So what are you going to do? That level 5 zombie must be dealt with, otherwise he will threaten the survivor base, you know that the survivor base is very important now, and it can't be just finished. The man in the suit was a little anxious, obviously he knew Lin Hao's true identity.

"Okay, I know, when the time comes, I'll send my four men down, let the four of them go together, they are the same level as that guy, and they can definitely get that guy." Qin Liang said perfunctorily.

The man in the suit came here to ask him about Lin Hao, and now that the matter was settled, the man in the suit was about to leave, but before the man in the suit could leave, Qin Liang suddenly stopped him.

"What were you doing yesterday?" Qin Liang asked suddenly.

The man in the suit was clueless when asked, and replied casually: "Didn't I help you deal with that fifth-level zombie yesterday?" Can it be done? ”

"And what were you doing a week ago?" Qin Liang asked again.

Although the man in the suit didn't know what Qin Liang wanted to do, he still said bluntly: "I was at the base, and I was at the base that day." ”

"And what about three months ago?"

"The base has been breached by a wave of corpses, and I'm building a base."

"What about six months ago?"

"At that time, the base had just been built, and I was managing the daily affairs." The man in the suit touched his mustache and said.

"That'...... What about a year ago? Needless to say, it's too detailed, even if it's one thing that impresses you, whatever. Qin Liang asked earnestly with hope.

The man in the suit obviously began to reminisce: "A year ago, I was still the secretary of S City at that time, how high-spirited I was at that time, but unfortunately, the end of the world came eight months ago, the whole world is over, and the zombie virus has turned people into man-eating monsters..... So what are you asking all this for? ”

Qin Liang said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just curiosity, there's nothing you can go." ”

The man in the suit left, leaving only Qin Liang as a zombie, a shocked zombie.