"Huh?"

Hearing the discord in the crowd, Zhang Luo turned his eyes to the direction where the voice came from, and saw a guy in shabby gray clothes, standing in place and looking at him.

If you just look at the figure of that guy, it is still more human-like, but it is a pity that the festering gray skin still exposes the fact that this thing is not a human, but some kind of monster.

On the puffy face, the swollen yellow eyes were like light bulbs, and he looked at Zhang Luo without flinching. The "man" who looked like a floating corpse that had been soaking in the river for a month opened his mouth with the missing right half of his lip and made a hoarse voice:

"No matter what anyone else thinks, I won't approve of you, human."

"Every time you talk a lot of nonsense." Hasher glanced at the corpse: "The last time we had a meeting, Lord Frankenstein was already angry last time. ”

Although the other party seemed completely unable to communicate normally, Zhang Luo still stepped forward, stood in front of the gray-clothed corpse, stared at the few pinches of yellow hair left on the top of the other party's head, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Seeing this guy's abnormal appearance, although Zhang Luo was provoked by the other party, he didn't mean to teach the other party to be a man at all, and the hidden curiosity in his heart rose again.

- The man doesn't look like an ordinary zombie or zombie, he has a lot of black metal rings attached to his gray coat, which looks like something to hold his body in, or maybe some kind of restraint that can restrain his power.

If it's an ordinary zombie or a virus infected, you don't need this kind of prop, that is......

"I'm a reborn." The corpse proudly bears its name. And when he heard the name, Zhang Luo suddenly burst out laughing:

"Are you a jumping corpse hahahahaha......"

"Bastard, it's a reborn person, not a living corpse!" The corpse cursed angrily: "If you call that name again, I will screw your head off!" ”

"Hahaha, disrespectful, disrespectful, but I don't think you have the power to kill me." Zhang Luo finally suppressed his smile, continued to look at the swollen corpse in front of him, and already understood the other party's approach:

The "living corpse" is a "resurrection drug" developed by a genius professor at a certain university decades ago, and the corpse resurrected by this drug is almost completely impossible to kill, but unfortunately it also loses its mind at the same time, and becomes a terrifying monster that kills innocents indiscriminately.

According to the information that Zhang Luo learned: The living corpse should have been killed by the army a long time ago, so in this way, the "corpse" in front of him should be the survivor of the "Living Jumping Corpse Army" back then.

"So, live jump...... No, reborn, do you have any problem with me? Zhang Luo asked politely.

Realizing that the "human" in front of him had deliberately called the wrong name, the rotting face of the gray-clad walking corpse twisted into a ball, revealing an expression similar to "extreme anger", and when he spoke, he brought out an indescribable halitation, causing the other heretical creatures around him to take a few steps back:

"A human like you can't lead us at all!"

In order to avoid the rancid smell in front of him, Zhang Luo also took a step back, and at the same time looked around, observing the expressions of the "strangers" present at this time.

As he expected, a newcomer like himself, who had only been in the company for two months, was suddenly promoted to leader, and the other members of the Strange Tales Research Society were also a little disapproving.

From the expressions and demeanor of these guys, Zhang Luo could completely see that except for the members who had carried out tasks with him, as well as a few heretical creatures who were included in his command, the other heretical creatures present all more or less agreed with the remarks of the walking corpses, and even a few guys nodded directly, not intending to hide their positions at all.

Zhang Luo knew that in this situation, even if he was promoted to leader, he would not be able to convince the public at all, and it was very likely that he would not be able to command these guys at all, and there would even be a possibility of a member defection.

So now, if you want to convince these guys, you need to think of something on your own. But......

His eyes swept over the strange heretical creatures in front of him, and seeing that they all seemed to be waiting for his answer, Zhang Luo took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke:

"It doesn't matter what you think."

……

As soon as these words came out, the heretical creatures present suddenly fell into the "silence of the mystery", and the walking corpse that thought that the young man in front of him would refute was stunned for a moment before making a stunned voice: "Ah? ”

"If you think I'm not up to the task, I don't have a problem. For I have no interest in leading you, and I will not command you to do anything. Speaking of this, Zhang Luo accentuated his tone: "Except for the members who are on my side, there is no need for the rest of you to follow my orders at all. But...... If something happens to the members under my leadership, I won't help. ”

As soon as these words came out, the heretical creatures in the base immediately began to talk again. However, Zhang Luo didn't bother to pay attention to their remarks at all, just raised his head, stared at the sneering skull mark on the ceiling, and let out a long sigh:

"It's slow, Frankenstein......"

- Zhang Luo knows very well that no matter how much he talks about these heretical creatures who don't trust him, these guys will not agree with him until they see the actual results.

So now, he has also decisively decided to "draw a line" with those members who oppose him, and is too lazy to continue to waste time and feelings in this regard.

In this way, those guys have become "outsiders" who have nothing to do with themselves. There's no need to care about them or ignore their gossip. After all, for Zhang Luo, the biggest advantage of being a leader is that he has access to all the information.

Just when he was still impatiently looking at the time, the cold female voice that was all too familiar finally came out of a portal on the north wall of the arsenal, interrupting the "heated discussion" of the monsters present:

"Quiet."

The voice sounded unintimidating, but it instantly silenced all the members of the Strange Tale Research Society in the base, and the silence of the confined underground space was once again enveloped.

"Yes, monsters." A certain "teenager" who was following Frankenstein said with a smile on his face, the body of the thing that had just been blown in two yesterday had now been restored to its original state.

Of course, these two leaders were not the only ones present at such events.

At the moment when the two of them appeared, everyone, including Zhang Luo, felt the surging wave of energy in the air.

With a crackling sound of arc jumping, several blue-white electric lights burst out of the portal and landed on Frankenstein's right hand, condensing into a crystal clear blue cube that floated in the air.

There is no doubt that the inconspicuous-looking little square is another leader of the Strange Tales Research Society who has lived in seclusion for many years, and the strongest of the three!

Seeing that the subordinates present were quiet, changing into a set of light pink long skirts, and looking much more formal than usual, the mechanical girl nodded with satisfaction, looked at Zhang Luo with dark pupils, and said in a low voice:

"Let's get started." (To be continued.) )