Although it is disdainful of the primitive race of the earth, but in any case, human beings are also one of the inheritance groups that the god race thinks are feasible, and in order to prevent the extinction of the human race, the god race uses the energy of the cosmic ship Herne to change the climate of the earth.

However, when Daddy Oak used the intercontinental missiles buried by the old United Nations forces around the world to attack Herne in low earth orbit, the god race hastily switched Herne to a state of parallel travel and jumped out of the current dimension, avoiding the fate of being destroyed by a large number of ICBMs.

But with Herne leaving the Earth of the current dimension, the temperature of the Earth's blockade returned to normal, and the Earth's rotation and revolution returned to its original state.

Along with it, there is a period of crazy evolution of zombies.

Now, there are already a large number of zombies that have entered the maturity described by Daddy Oak. These mature zombies are no different from humans in terms of form, but they are more perfect than humans.

Each super zombie is more than two meters five meters tall, and individual super zombies with more comprehensive evolution have reached a height of three meters! This is undoubtedly a whole size compared to humans!

But these are not the most perfect, the perfect point is in the body proportions of zombies, the ratio of the upper limbs and lower limbs of the mature super zombies is completely golden ratio, and each zombie is shining with crystals representing energy all over his body, like his whole body is covered with shining ornaments.

The body of every mature super zombie is so vigorous, the muscular limbs are full of explosive power, and the muscles on the chest and abdomen are also vertical and horizontal, as if they were born.

Objectively speaking, zombies have evolved to this point, has completely surpassed the potential of human beings, an ordinary person, how to exercise the muscles and fat on the body can always see unreasonable, people who do not put in the effort to exercise their bodies, always look so bloated, those pot-bellied shy people will be out of breath even if they run a few steps, all kinds of diseases that accompany the history of human development endlessly torture this race, and in contrast, zombies will never suffer from the torture of disease, I believe that in the body of zombies, It is already difficult to find a disease more virulent than the X virus.

At this time, the zombies are building a city of their own! The first city in history owned by zombies!

Who says zombies only wreak havoc? As long as it is a species, it can evolve, as long as it is an intelligent species, it took 30,000 years for humans to go from the tree to the ground and then to the moon, and it took only 30 years for zombies to start civilization from the appearance to the present, which is the superiority of the species.

Humanity seems to have really reached the point of extinction.

Now, it is the age of zombies, and the history of the future will be written by zombies instead of humans.

By the way, the zombies can no longer be called zombies, they call themselves new humans.

The new represents an era, and humanity can only represent remembrance.

The remembrance of one era to another is self-evident.

……

The working super zombies work extremely fast, and each zombie has the ability to work as a mecha robot. To build a huge house, zombies don't need scaffolding, cranes, or engineering equipment, and they are enough to be completed by individual ability. And zombies don't need to rest, they are tireless, they don't need to be paid, and they will never petition because they can't get paid for the New Year...... The complex social makeup of human beings is a joke in front of zombies, it does not exist.

This is a manifestation of the superiority of a species, and in the wisdom consciousness of zombies, there is only what to say and not to say, and to do and not to do.

In this respect, humanity is far apart.

Every project started by human beings is accompanied by a struggle for fame and fortune, as the saying goes, no profit is not early, and it is not an exaggeration to describe people.

For example, to build a building, if zombies and humans compete on the same stage, humans need to bid for bids, and all forces will fight openly and secretly, and finally the power departments will compromise with each other, select the bidding team, and then entrust the important task. The forces that have won the bidding will be subcontracted at all levels, corrupt and withheld at all levels, and transfer the project to the work collective at the next level...... During the long period of turmoil, seventy or eighty percent of the wealth fell into the pockets of private groups, and the rest of the investment was just to cope, as for the engineering project, who would care whether the project would be completed according to the quality and quantity.

But zombies don't, in the consciousness of zombies, there is only to do and not to do, since it is done, it will inevitably be done, done, and excellent.

This is the zombie.

The inferiority and chronic disease in the bones of human beings are not in front of the zombies, a newly-born intelligent species!

That's superiority.

Seeing the zombies rise from tall buildings, watching the zombies rejuvenate the city, a city with a strong hideous style is slowly taking shape in front of you.

In a small wooden house in the center of the city construction, several zombies in black robes are holding pens and calculating on the drawings.

The pen is a goose feather pen, taken from the transcontinental black swan that went north, the paper is newly made, using bark and numb fibers made by the zombies themselves, although a paper stroke is simple and rough, but it is made by the zombies themselves.

Although this manufacturing technology is not worth mentioning compared to the most advanced technology of the old era of mankind, it is an amazing fact in the face of history.

Who said that zombies only know how to destroy?

"Twenty-one, you will be responsible for the construction of this bell tower, the total height of the building is sixty-eight meters, the specific data are on the drawings, I have calculated three times, and the error is already very small." A black-robed zombie handed over the sketch paper in his hand to another black-robed zombie, and then cautiously admonished.

"No problem, number ten, I'm going to give it my all." The twenty-one black-robed zombie replied solemnly.

Just as the black-robed people continued their discussion, a black-robed man walked into the cabin.

"Good news, everyone!" The black robe laughed.

All the black-robed zombies put down the work in their hands, looked at the black-robed ones who walked into the room, and asked puzzledly, "Thirty-seventh, what is worthy of your happiness?" Could it be that my father woke up from a coma? ”

Number 37 covered his big mouth and said, "Father has not yet recovered from the pool of blood, this is really sad news, I should express solemnity and calmness, not loud noise, but I still bring other good news." ”

"Oh? What's the good news? "I heard that it wasn't my father who woke up, and all the black robes were not interested.

The black-robed zombie No. 37 replied, "Ladies and gentlemen, the black-robed team led by No. 39 found what we were looking for in Copenhagen. ”

The black-robed men looked at Thirty-Seven and asked, "There are a lot of things we are looking for, can you tell us what is worth looking forward to?" Thirty-seventh, the way you speak is inefficient, and it will seriously hinder the development of our society......"

Thirty-seven covered his mouth, swallowed a lot of nonsense, and then spoke: "Thirty-nine found the complete Kronn laboratory in Copenhagen, and all the equipment and equipment in it have been completely preserved. ”

"Huh?"

"Really?"

"Message confirmed?"

"God bless my people."

The reaction of the black robes became fierce.

Zombie No. 37 said again: "Ladies and gentlemen, what I said is true, we have found a way to inherit the race!" ”

The zombie that takes the lead here is Zombie No. 10, as the first completely brain-tank super zombie to be developed, No. 10 is different from the other black-robed zombies in front of him.

In Daddy Oak's eyes, Zombie Ten is the wisest member of the black robe, and although his ranking is not high enough, it is not the whole ranking.

"If the information is true, another inference given by my father will be confirmed, and thankfully, our race has finally found a way to continue, so that we don't have to repeat the mistakes of my father's race." Zombie No. 10 actually folded his hands and prayed secretly.

This action made the other black-robed zombies slightly surprised.

"Oh, Tenth, is it because you believe in Buddhism?" A black-robed zombie asked.

Zombie No. 10 nodded: "I have to say that there are many wise things in Buddhism created by human beings that are worth learning, and I feel that I have found faith in the process of learning." ”

The black-robed zombies couldn't help but applaud: "Congratulations, No. 10 zombie, you can actually find faith, you are really a lucky one!" ”

Zombie No. 10 was a little embarrassed: "I believe that you will gradually find the true meaning of your existence, on the road of self-exploration, I am only a small step ahead, and I am not worthy of your envy." ”

A black-robed zombie Wen Crepe with a thick ancient book in his hand said: "The road is long, I will go up and down and seek, the tenth is right, knowledge is endless and my life is endless, to explore without bounds, will seek to reach the other side of the ocean of knowledge...... There will be my teacher in the threesome, number ten, please allow me to ask you about Buddhism. ”

"Sixteenth, your ancient literary attainments are profound again, please allow me to ask you about literature." Zombie Ten said.

"Ask each other for advice."

"Together."

"Inspired by Buddhism, I decided to start going vegetarian tomorrow."

"Learning from you, I have also decided to start going vegetarian."

"Which vegetarian are you going to eat?"

"Do you think human brain tofu is okay?"

……

In this city named "Primitive", zombies are thriving.

Taking full reference to the advantages and disadvantages of human architectural history, the zombies decided to build a square in the center of the original city. Although no zombies have begun to be interested in square dancing, who knows if the creatures with endless lives will do anything out of the ordinary in the long and painful time?

However, the square is now occupied by a huge pool of blood.

The so-called blood pool is a pool full of blood.

A few super zombies carrying refining knives escorted dozens of humans and slowly walked towards the pool of blood. At the forefront of the escort team was a super zombie with flames all over its body. This is the new human of the Firefiend, and the leader of the escort team.

The blood pool was heavily guarded, and there were two black-robed people standing in front of the blood pool left and right, and when they saw the flame zombies walking in front of them, the black-robed ones asked, "Yan puppet, are these people you captured?" ”

The flame zombie called the Flame Golem replied, "Honorable Lord Black, you are right, these humans are all fish that our people have found in the desert oases of East Africa. ”

The black robe frowned and said, "Why are there only these?" ”

The implication is that the black robe is dissatisfied with the number of humans captured.

Yan Puppet said in a panic: "Respected Lord Black Robe, it's not that our clan is lazy, it's that it's difficult to find traces of humans in the nearby oases and deserts, and we have searched all over the land for hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, and we only found these people. ”

The black robe said with some annoyance: "Leave the human beings behind, and then go down." ”

After the flame puppet and the zombies of the flame demon clan behind him saluted the black robe, they left behind dozens of bound humans, and then quickly left the blood pool.

The black robe looked at the humans in front of him. Humans mostly show black skin, their faces have dilated pupils due to extreme fear, humans kneel in front of the pool of blood, obviously at a loss, and no one dares to speak, afraid of rude and terrifying zombies.

"Come on, pour their blood into the pool of blood, I already feel my father's hunger." The black robe ordered.

Standing behind the black robe, several super zombies with golden light shook their arms, and two golden zombie blades appeared on their arms.

The golden-armored zombies strode towards the humans.

The poor people seemed to know that the calamity was coming, and they screamed, but to no avail.

"Wait!" The black robe called.

The golden-armored zombies stopped one after another and looked at the black robe with some confusion.

"Lord Black Robe, what else do you command?"

The black robe said slowly, "Father needs clean blood, not defiled by your dirty hands!" Go get clean weapons! ”

The golden-armored zombies suddenly realized, and they gathered the zombie blades one after another to conjure up their arms and five fingers, and then walked to the armory near the blood pool to get their weapons.

Seeing the golden armor zombie leaving, the black robe sighed and said to the other black robe beside him: "These guys of the [Steel Armor] clan are far less useful than the [Flame Demon] clan, if it weren't for the fact that their bodies are really superior, and they are full of war weapons, plus they are loyal and obedient, otherwise I would like to take all the people of this clan back to the furnace!" ”

The black robe beside him persuaded him: "No. 1, your temper has become more and more irritable recently, and it doesn't seem to be good." ”

It turned out that the number one zombie guarding the blood pool was actually the No. 1 zombie.

In the battle that day, Wang Qiang hit the head of Zombie No. 1 with a punch, and directly smashed Zombie No. 1 on the bulkhead of the aircraft, causing Zombie No. 1 to fall into the cabin.

Hearing his companion's question, Zombie No. 1 lifted the mask that covered his skull, revealing his shriveled head. On the head, one eye has disappeared, half of the skull is completely sunken into the head, and the deep fist marks are exposed in the depression, which makes people feel surprised at first sight, what kind of person, what kind of power, will deform the head of a black-robed zombie, and the fist mark is still engraved on the head?

After lifting the hood, the No. 1 zombie looked at the sky with one eye, and said angrily: "I didn't expect my father to be so seriously injured, I also underestimated Wang Qiang's strength, so I was hit hard, my mood has been difficult to calm down these days, if it weren't for my father being unconscious, I can't feel at ease, otherwise I will definitely go to Wang Qiang desperately!" ”

Zombie No. 1 roared, and its hideous face became more and more terrifying.

After losing his temper irritably, the No. 1 zombie looked at the blood pool again, the blood in the pool was already slowly coagulating, and countless newborn maggots were rolling in the blood water, looking disgusting.

With such a large pool of blood, I don't know how much blood it will take to fill it, and I don't know how long it will be idle before it will give birth to so many white-flowered maggots, a monstrous stench is suffocating, fortunately, zombies don't have to breathe, otherwise it is estimated that they would have already stinked to death.

I didn't expect that Wang Qiang would let his father suffer such a heavy injury, which was simply unexpected!

Zombie No. 1 couldn't figure out why Wang Qiang was so powerful no matter what!

It's simply not possible!

But the impossible happened, and it became a fact.

Now Daddy Oak is lying in a pool of blood, relying on the meager life energy in human blood to repair the wounds of his body.

At this time, the golden-armored zombies finally got clean knives, and then came to the blood pool, ready to end the lives of humans.

As if sensing that life was coming to an end, the human being, who had been pressed to the ground and fell to his knees, began to struggle frantically, crying and begging for mercy. But all of this is to no avail, in the face of the powerful strength of the zombies, poor ordinary humans will not even have a chance to struggle.

A golden-armored zombie grabbed the steel knife in his hand, lifted the human neck, and cut the human throat like a chicken, this poor black human was still crying one second, and the next moment he lost the right to make a sound because the trachea was cut.

The throat was slit, and the human only whining sound, like a bellows that broke the wind, was spinning, this was the last swan song of life.

Blood gushed out from the broken throat, and the golden-armored zombie threw away the knife in his hand, grabbed the human's head with one hand, and held the human's struggling body with the other, tilting the entire body, keeping the gushing blood thick enough to inject into the blood pool without a drop.

The human body immobilized by the claws of the zombie could not struggle, and the body trembled like chaff, and the blood quickly flowed into the pool of blood with the breach in the throat, and the life and vitality were also leaving the body quickly.

Time is very short, but life passes quickly, about half a minute later, the range of human struggle movement is smaller, and gradually tends to calm down, at this time, the body is no longer blood into the blood pool, the zombie grabs the useless body, and throws it to the ground not far away. The poor black man lay on the ground with his neck crooked, his godless eyes looking at the sky, as if to ask the heavens why they were so cruel.

The body lay on the ground, convulsive, which was an instinctive tremor of the body's muscles, and soon these tremors also calmed down, and death came completely.

For zombies, killing dozens of humans is about the same as killing dozens of chickens and ducks, and soon, the slaughter is over, the blood of the corpses has been safely injected into the pool of blood, and the broken bodies are piled on the ground.

"Take these bodies down and give them to the people who built the city." Zombie One gave the order.