In addition to direct transformation, zombies also have a similar way to human males and females mating/mating to reproduce.

When a zombie continues to evolve and become a zombie above level 6, it will gradually give birth to some spiritual intelligence.

Although they are not comparable to humans, unlike humans, they can think about some complex things independently, but they can know the most basic physiological needs and biological instincts.

In a year, high-level zombies above level 6 have a fifteen-day estrus period. Eight days in the spring and seven days in the fall.

Whenever the estrus period comes, the high-level zombies will look around for a vent/object.

This object may be a high-level zombie of the same sex, a high-level zombie of the opposite sex, a low-level zombie, or an animal, or even a human.

And only when a high-level zombie copies/mates with a high-level zombie of the opposite sex or a human of the opposite sex, it is possible to produce a pregnancy and reproduce offspring.

In the former case, the descendants of purebred zombies are naturally generated, as for the latter case

There had never been such an instance, at least not in the memory of the original owner for twenty-eight years.

As for whether such a existence existed after the death of the original owner, everything is unknown.

In the memory of the original owner, this zombie wave was the biggest crisis facing the base.

In the life of the original owner, when she followed Zhong Weiwei to discuss countermeasures with those old fellows, no one took her opinion seriously.

Even if the scientific research results of the original owner have benefited the citizens of the entire base, even if the original owner is the daughter of the chief officer, in their eyes, the original owner is just a stinky girl.

A twenty-two-year-old girl who has no awakening ability, only knows how to immerse herself in scientific research, and has no experience in dealing with crisis affairs at all.

Although the scientific research achievements of the original owner have benefited thousands of human beings, in the last days, the strong are still respected.

People with special talents may be able to receive respect and preferential treatment from others, but as for the rights of others, they will not have them.

It's been three days since contact with the Chief Officer, and in those three days, the base's two lines of defense have collapsed.

In the conference room, the ministers debated.

Some advocated sending a team of supernatural beings to deal with the zombies, and some advocated waiting for news from the chief officer, but the two factions were evenly matched in numbers, so the stalemate was delayed.

The original owner advocated attacking, and could not passively wait for the defense line to collapse one by one, but should organize the supernatural to actively respond to the battle.

But unfortunately, the head of the military department happened to be on the side of the main defender, and the original owner's suggestion failed to convince him, so naturally he could not dispatch a large number of supernatural people.

Under the urgency of the situation, the original owner made an impulsive decision.

She ordered the small group of Abilities who were protecting her to go into battle. And she herself appeared at the front.

It is conceivable that the small group of supernatural beings against the menacing zombie army is like a sheep entering the mouth of a wolf, and it will be devoured in a short time.

Before the original owner fell into a coma, the last picture in front of him was a zombie covered in blue and gray with festering skin opening its bloody mouth towards him.

The coma seemed to be long, long, but it didn't leave a single memory.

When the original owner woke up again, her father was holding her hand and guarding the bedside.

In my impression, my father, who has always been heroic and handsome, is now showing a decadent old age.