About the origin of ghouls...... There are many opinions.

Some people have seen ghouls emerge from the ground, while others say that friends they once saw had become ghouls.

Some even say that these monsters appeared out of thin air, experimenting with aliens on the wasteland.

In Eden, the disgusting creatures were literate in elementary biology classes: the ghouls were caused by a virus that had mutated in a new structure of radiation.

Although the general information about the virus has been published in textbooks, the deeper details, the official language is vague, and it seems to be hiding something.

No matter what the humans in the wasteland think of ghouls, there are a few words that are inseparable: weak, disgusting.

If there's good news, then that good news is...... The virus is not contagious to living people, at least humans who are healthy and appear to be alive for some time.

They spread in a variety of ways, and in the laboratory, there were warnings that when the virus began to infect living people, humanity would have its own sunset.

But in multiple experiments, the virus has found a reference for its appetite for the human body......

It's like the average human has the same senses as a ghoul.

Probably no normal person would think of eating ghouls.

I mean probably.

The virus only loves rotting corpses – primates of all of them.

The parasitic dead are not at peace after death, and the failing organs seem to function again under the control of the virus, but according to the collected specimens, none of these things can be called living things, without exception.

It's a mobile, large cluster of viruses that's attached to its medium at best, like a salted fish that downloads Steam and only buys a discounted game.

In the case of transmissibility research, the original owner participated in a brief experiment, in which in addition to the detection of this strange and almost bizarre virus does not have the ability to parasitize plants, it also discovered an anomalous phenomenon that is common to all experiments - their genetic structure is unusually strong, compared to other viruses in the wasteland that have been mutating.

Referring to the genetic stability of humans, the mutation rate of this virus is higher than that of humans published in 2002 AD, but lower than that of the surrounding population after the Fukushima nuclear leak.

Moreover, within seven years of observation, the genetic mutation rate of the virus isolated from the isolated virus was reduced by 0.3 percentage points again under artificial cultivation.

This is undoubtedly good news for the development of a vaccine for the virus, but even after so many years, Eden has not yet come up with an effective disinfectant, which is a bit thought-provoking.

Li Zhi did not consider the problem according to the original owner's thinking, maybe the two people's majors themselves are not compatible, or in other words, the way of thinking is also the kind that is separated by a few streets.

But in terms of the way the problem is solved, the former and current owners of this body retain a striking historical similarity.

If the original owner's solution was the standard approach of a chaotic and kind barbarian, Li Zhi's solution was undoubtedly the biological instinct of a Muay Thai master who had been driven crazy by Ke Zong.

After the King of Fighters was killed again and again and the druid talent that this body brings, Li Zhi's whole body was stained with the color of nature.

If you don't ignore that disgusting white liquid, the god of dice can even copy a work of art that can now be called a "book".

In the bloody storm, Li Zhi waved his fists again and again, creatively hitting different degrees and different styles, which can be edited into a textbook separately into a "fracture creation method".

Even in this tide of suicide attacks and deadly ghouls, she didn't take a step back, and hit her back until her arms were almost sore, and she finally climbed onto the top of the terminal, a pile of abandoned cars.

Li Zhi, who will be at the top of the mountain, at a glance, standing on the high ground, occupying the geographical advantage, finally re-realized what the height advantage is.

After satisfying the psychological needs of the deformity caused by the height of less than 1.5 meters, she then took a look at the new road behind the pile of scrap metal.

It was an endless desert, with several wind-blown sand dunes standing on the endless yellow sand, and a few ghouls not far away, who seemed to be lost in the wind and sand, probably because they didn't arrive in time to die.

Li Zhi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then the fishy smell transmitted from the nasal cavity in his throat made this saliva stain with an undeserved taste.

She threw up again.

The ghouls she left behind perfectly demonstrated the physical fitness of a humanoid self-propelled ash as they climbed the ruins.

Li Zhineng could see that when they climbed up, maybe their hands were in the air, they didn't catch anything, and then the soles of their feet slipped, and then they fell into several pieces under the malice of gravity.

In the past, the original owner still had a question: where are the old and dead buried in this city?

The big drama now and before probably gave her an answer.

Seeing that there was a lucky ghoul who seemed to be about to climb up, as an old opponent who had been chased by them as dogs before, he naturally stepped on the back of his hand immediately.

There wasn't even a crisp sound, and the palm of the hand beneath her feet became a puddle of flesh, mixed with blood, and some grayish-white calcium.

Then it's time for the gravity of all evils to do their job.

Descending the hill of abandoned cars, there were a number of draugr who had fallen to their deaths, and according to the smell in the air, they had just died.

You should be able to guess that these idiots are dying in the same way as the idiots who just chased themselves and climbed up the mountain and fell to their deaths.

At least it's safe to do so here.

Li Zhi finally had time to dislike the stench that permeated his body - although he had been disgusting it before, he was also distracted and disgusted when he was fighting monsters, and he only felt that he had a period of time to criticize these white, white, green and green liquids...... It's even more disgusting.

She was so disgusting that she wanted to rip off her clothes and go to the wasteland for a period of unappreciated self-indulgence, back to nature, and follow her druid nature.

However, considering the night that might happen next in the wasteland, and the travelers he might encounter along the way, the tempting idea had to be stuffed into the recycling bin in his mind.

The next part of the road is this sea of sand.

It seems that this sea of sand was the reason why the caravans and expeditions of Eden finally had to abandon the road they had traveled for many years.

Originally, this sea of sand was not this place, but in the hundreds of years of strong winds, it covered this place, and according to this law, one day, Eden will have to face a duel with this sea of sand.

As the inheritor of the memory of a scholar, Li Zhi had to admire the greatness of knowledge at this time.

"Not far from the initial discovery of desertification, the pioneers had the foresight to pull up a 160.43-kilometer safety rope on the DC Highway, allowing later explorers to salvage most of the precious pre-war resources before the D-C area was completely desertified."

"The safety rope, known as the 'French baguette,' still stays in that sea of sand today, and every few years, there are always explorers who follow in the footsteps of their forefathers and retrace that sea of sand from the DC South Toll Gate."

In the second semester of literacy, the seventh week after the beginning of the school year, the city history class on Tuesday, twenty-three minutes and seven seconds after class, the bald man looked at the clock hanging on the wall while explaining.

The original owner still remembers the indescribable gaze of the guy on his chest.

As for the DC South Toll Booth, the pre-war navigation map of the microcomputer and its precise coordinates.

But Li Zhi glanced over along the direction...... I only saw two dilapidated toll booths inserted in the sea of sand.