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The iron tyrant beeped the dog in his heart, but although he had a thousand words, he couldn't say a word, and thousands of grievances were blocked in his chest, if he was still a human, maybe he would cry out with a wow.

I sat here and had a good dinner, and then I was beaten up by a strange person who suddenly rushed out, and the man said strange things that he didn't understand. This kind of thing is something he dare not think of...... Really, so blue and skinny.

Of course, if it could fight back, the Iron Tyrant would have fought back a long time ago, but it found that it had no room to fight back in front of this guy at all, it was obviously just a lost human appearance, but as long as he could press his own king to the ground and trample on it with one foot, the once invincible king can now only lie on the ground and be slaughtered.

The heartache is overwhelming, and I feel like I'm dying...... Really, dying.

"Stop fighting, kill again."

Nephilian said angrily through the gas mask urn: "Don't you still have something to do with him, it's really going to be the end of the fight if you continue to fight, he can't bear you so weak." ”

So weak...... So weak......

This is the Iron Tyrant, probably the strongest person who has appeared since the establishment of the Wall of Sighs, and his physical strength can range from ten to fifteen, and his strength is infinitely powerful and extremely fast. With just one of them, you can wipe out most of the world's formed armies, and you can even fight with high-end players in the high-martial world.

In other words, the appearance of the Iron Tyrant is a sign that the earth has entered the world of high martial arts, and if there is no miscalculation, then the corresponding human beings will also appear with psionic beings of the same level.

And who will be this class? Master Monkey has several lists of candidates in his heart, such as tassels, little monkeys or silver dragons, and they are not impossible.

But...... Probably this is one of the many guesses that the monkey master has made wrong, because the person who has fully awakened the human race and reached the level of the high martial world is-

Zhang Qun.

Zhang Qun, who is enjoying the dividends of human corpse resource sharing and win-win cooperation in North America, is parting the vast sea and letting the survivors go to the bottom of the sea to collect food and some strange things.

That's right...... It is to separate the seawater. It looked like Moses had parted the Red Sea, and he had the water stretch out a full fifteen kilometers from the disconnection, more than twenty meters deep, more than ten kilometers long. Needless to say, the ability to drain such a volume of seawater is needless to say, and under the force of the tides, it is definitely more laborious than simply draining the seawater.

Zhang Qun regarded this as training, and from the beginning he could only line up less than one meter and lasted less than 20 seconds to now line up for 15 kilometers for two hours, and his progress can be said to be rapid.

But this is probably equivalent to an awakening, after all, his strength was far stronger than this before the Wall of Sighs was established, but now it seems that he is quite powerful at this level, at least among the awakened humans in the world, aside from the unfettered little monkey of this era, he is considered the strongest.

The people who rushed to the sea came back one after another, and Zhang Qun slowly closed the sea again. A large amount of seafood is piled up on the shore, giving off the fishy smell unique to the sea.

"Well done, my friend."

The Iron Tyrant walked up to him with heavy steps and thanked him in a voice that echoed with resonance, but Zhang Qun just looked back and smiled: "What? Didn't you go out to find an opponent today? ”

"Today is a day off."

The wisdom of this iron tyrant is simply not a dimensional existence with his kind, this guy is simply the Einstein of the zombie world, and his speed of progress is almost the same as Zhang Qun's.

And as a tyrant of steel, his body was almost flush with the eaves of the six-meter-tall roof, and with the muscles on his body that were almost bursting and the layer of naturally occurring metallic skin covering the surface of the muscles, the effect looked like it was simply explosive.

After the high evolution of intelligence, the Iron Tyrant even wrapped himself in a dress with a sail to make him look like an ancient Greek nobleman, plus he liked to sit on the roof and meditate when he had nothing to do, so he had a rather elegant nickname, called Gentleman.

The Iron Tyrant seems to be happy with the nickname, so over time he got used to it, and now everyone here calls him a gentleman.

Of course, compared to other zombies, he is really a gentleman. If it weren't for his size, he would probably be an ugly person. And this kind of ugliness, after watching it for a long time, it's actually okay, after all, that body of muscles has already exploded, and it looks like a boyfriend is bursting, and it doesn't matter if it's ugly.

"Grilled octopus for you today?" Zhang Qun walked to the seafood pile and took out a fat octopus, this octopus was still alive, its tentacles wrapped around his arm, and it looked a little terrifying: "Why don't you dip it in soy sauce raw." ”

"No, I don't need to supplement with protein during this time." The gentleman rolled his neck and made a loud click: "Recently I have discovered that I have an unusual fit with plant proteins, and the substances in biological proteins will contaminate me. ”

"To put it bluntly, I just want to eat tofu." Zhang Qun threw the octopus on a plate, and then began to silently start cooking the octopus with a sharp knife: "I can brag to others in the future." ”

"What?"

"I can tell people that I have seen the noblest zombies in the world and the most despicable humans in the world." Zhang Qun laughed and put the octopus tentacles into the white plate, and then continued to cut the remaining octopus body: "I am one of the most despicable humans, and you must be the noblest zombie." ”

"No, my friend. You are not inferior, you are much nobler than most ants, because you have the prosperity of this place, and the survival of more than a thousand people. ”

"That's just because I want to protect myself." Zhang Qun was not at ease at all, he smiled and picked up the chopped octopus with chopsticks, dipped it in soy sauce and put it in his mouth: "Otherwise, I wouldn't care if they live or die." ”

"But in the end you did it anyway and made it a safe zone. It can be said that these ants exist because of you. ”

Although Zhang Qun and the Iron Tyrant seem to be friends, if you listen carefully to their conversations, it is quite interesting, for example, Zhang Qun always refers to zombies as zombies rather than infected, and Tyrants also refer to humans as ants. In other words, both of them look down on each other's races in their hearts, but there is no barrier between them, perhaps because they are both strong.

"You know, every day I go to feed your zombie brother, and I feel like I'm raising a herd of pigs."

"And I, like a babysitter taking care of your swarm of ants."

"Okay." Zhang Qun gave a thumbs up and sat under the sun umbrella: "You stupid big man is getting smarter and smarter, a week ago you would only ask why, but now you will be-for-tat." ”

"That's because ants still have merit."

Zhang Qun laughed, the tyrant said well, this zombie is probably the most studious tyrant in the world, his own wisdom is very high, he has been crazy about absorbing the knowledge of the human world during this time, but everything is a double-sided blade, he has learned that human beings are not classified, the good and bad have been learned, and sometimes the words that come out are still very immature, but they are already very choking.

"Hunk, have you thought about the future?"

"Future?" The tyrant looked down at Zhang Qun: "What is the future?" ”

"It's after this moment." Zhang Qun leaned back on a recliner and said to a survivor who was eating not far away, "Help me get a bottle of wine." ”

A pot of sake was quickly taken out, and Zhang Qun drank sake while eating fresh octopus sashimi, living like an emperor in this apocalypse.

Of course, no one disagrees with what he did, because all the survivors here regard him as a savior, and not only that, but he is also the keeper of order and the guardian of stability. Only those who have experienced chaos understand how precious order is, although he looks like a tyrant, and in fact he is a tyrant, but who cares at this moment, if it weren't for him, everyone here would have turned into green zombie dung, carried into the sea by the waves.

Someone had previously felt uncomfortable with Zhang Qun's privileges, and that person was discovered while organizing a revolt and was kicked out of the safe zone. And after losing the protection of Zhang Qun and the tyrant, more than 300 people witnessed that the egalitarian, or the virgin, was eaten alive by the zombies.

Since then, these people have learned that without that safety line, these helpless people only deserve to be food. Between being ruled and being food, as long as you are not stupid, you know how to choose.

"Even in the future, after a while, the resources here will definitely not be enough to satisfy you and your clan, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know."

The Iron Tyrant shook his head blankly, he really didn't seem to have taken this level into account, after all, no matter how smart he was, his brain had been reconstructed by the virus, and it would take a long time to learn to return to the previous level.

"Looks like I'm going to plan for you." Zhang Qun wiped his fishy hands with wet wipes: "Otherwise, my big man will eat the corpse." ”

"I'd rather die."

Magical zombie, Zhang Qun really likes this big guy. He wasn't perfect, but he was absolutely smart, and what he didn't know could be understood almost completely just by explaining it to him.

Zhang Qun explained to him the principle of supply and demand, relying on these thousands and hundreds of survivors alone, it is impossible to supply food to hundreds of thousands of zombies, and now the number of zombies is decreasing, and when the remaining food in human society is completely exhausted, either expect those zombies to learn to farm, or they can only watch them die in batches, maybe not starvation, but killing each other and cannibalism.

Although Maslow's demand theory is not fully adapted to zombies, the survival needs of the bottom are universal, Zhang Qun was one of the empress's think tanks before, and he was also the chief analyst of Deng Gongzi, and he is still quite capable of predicting the situation.

"What do you want?"

"It's not what I want, it's what you can do." Zhang Qun took out a pack of three or five cigarettes from his pocket: "We don't have the conditions to create a chance to survive alone, but we have the possibility of avoiding risks, but if you follow my thoughts, you may need to give up a large number of younger brothers." Only a few of the stronger and more energetic individuals can survive, and if it is confirmed that they can reproduce, I will find a way to create a separate living space for you. ”

Zhang Qun paused for a moment after speaking: "My initial plan is to go to Alaska, where you can have enough time to establish your own kingdom, but this road is not stable at all, aside from safety issues, the distance alone is enough to make your group of brainless zombies drink a pot." “