Chapter 453: The Beauty Who Farmed in the Zoo
The young man's eyes condensed: "It's so bold, it's not common for a living person to dare to drive a car into the corpse tide." β
He neatly raised the Bayi bar in his hand, loaded it with a bang, his shoulders were flat, and he aimed at the approaching Dongfeng Duolika.
Dorica's engine roared, and large puffs of black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe, driving closer and slower.
The young corpse stood in the middle of the road with a gun, the muzzle of the gun did not tremble a little, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, the fingers of the young corpse had already pulled the trigger, gently pressed, as long as the finger hooked, the metal jet will shoot out.
Dongfeng Duolika suddenly turned, and for some reason, when he was only about 20 meters away from the corpse of the young man, he slammed the steering wheel, and the truck hit the railing of the lane, making a piercing scraping sound, the sound of tire grinding, and the sound of the engine popping - stopped.
The young corpse was a little puzzled, why did the driver in the car suddenly change direction? His curiosity was aroused, and he immediately ordered the large group of zombies who took advantage of the car accident to leave the vehicle.
Although the delicacy was in front, the order of the smart corpse could not be disobeyed, and the zombies obediently retreated. In fact, this scene is not uncommon in the zombie group, often a large number of zombies and survivors fight corpses all over the place, the corpses are rolling, and after finally winning the victory, the wise corpses hiding in the rear Shi Shiran came out, drove away the zombies, and enjoyed the hot blood and flesh of the survivors, and after the zombies were full, the zombies rushed up to grab the leftovers.
It's just a zombie version of "the brethren gave me."
This is normal. This is really normal, because it is by relying on the intelligent corpses to hide in the safe rear and command, that the idiot zombies have a chance to clean up the survivors who are getting more and more difficult to deal with, otherwise, they will not even be able to gnaw a bone.
Those who work hard will govern people, but it is not right -- those who work hard will cure corpses, and those who work hard will treat corpses, and this will always be the case for 5,000 years.
The young corpse orders one of his gunslinger zombies to open the car door.
The gunslinger zombie fiddled clumsily for a long time, but the door was still locked. The young man ordered it to smash the car window, and the gunman smashed the semi-automatic rifle in his hand as a burning stick, and really smashed the window glass.
After tossing for so long, the driver in the truck was stunned and didn't move at all.
The young corpse ordered the gunman zombie to poke in through the broken car window and open the door lock with his backhand - this action was too complicated and precise for the gunman zombie to open it.
The young man cursed and cautiously leaned over the door - there was a person in the driver's seat, and his entire upper body was lying on the steering wheel, seemingly. It's unconscious.
The young man opened the car door and watched the driver step on the accelerator and the clutch with one foot, and it seemed that when he was delirious, he didn't know whether to accelerate or slow down, and stepped on the clutch and refueled in a daze, causing a large amount of inadequately burning black smoke from the Dongfeng Duolika exhaust pipe. The speed became slower and slower, and when he finally fell unconscious on the steering wheel, he went in the wrong direction and hit the guardrail headlong.
The young man grabbed the gun and dragged the driver out of his seat onto the road. The gunman zombies around him surrounded them greedily, and the strong smell of blood emanating from the driver's body gave them great temptation.
The young intelligent corpse pushed away a gunslinger zombie who almost dripped saliva on the driver: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, you foodies." β
The young wise corpse looked down at the driver lying on the ground, and there was a wound in his abdomen. It was very long, it had suffered a lot of blood loss, and there were wounds on the fingers, but they were bandaged - the young man's corpse unwrapped the bandaged gauze, and one finger was broken, which was cut with a sharp object. In short, none of the injuries on the driver's body were caused by zombies.
"Cannibalism." The young corpse nodded, "I like this the most." We don't need to do anything, the human race can destroy itself. β
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The young wise corpse stood up and commanded the salivating gunman zombies around him to eat the driver as a snack, and when the gunman zombies swarmed up and began to tear the driver's clothes, the driver lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and roared: "Wang Lu, Lao Tzu your eighteenth generation ancestor!" He tilted his head and passed out again.
The young man was stunned, and suddenly made a move, pushing and hitting the gunman zombies away, and once again looked at the driver on the ground carefully: "Wang Lu, this guy is calling Wang Lu, but I don't know him." Interesting, could it be that another person named Wang Lu has a deep enmity with him? Well, it should be. β
"Fun and interesting. My name is Wang Lu, I am the wise corpse they say in their mouths, and his enemy is also called Wang Lu, although they are the same kind, they hate higher than the sky. If I, the Wise Corpse Wang Lu, saved him, and after he recovered, what would I want to kill the most was me, the Wise Corpse Wang Lu, or the other living Wang Lu? β
"Fun, fun. I can't miss such a fun thing. β
Wang Lu, a young intelligent corpse, muttered to himself and groped for the wound on the driver's body: "Well, the wound on the finger is negligible, although the wound on the abdomen looks scary, the wound is not deep, as long as the bleeding is stopped, there is no big problem, it seems that this guy only cares about running for his life, and he can't even bandage it shallowly." The Wang Lu in his mouth looked very scared. β
Wang Lu raised his head, looked at the full rear compartment, turned over into the car, churned, and sighed: "Sure enough, there is medicine." β
Wang Lu got out of the car, sprinkled medicine on the wound on the driver's abdomen, wrapped it in gauze, and then patted him on the face: "Boy, it depends on your luck whether you can survive or not." Hehe, I'm looking forward to the future story of you and that living person Wang Lu. β
Wang Lu commanded the gunmen and zombies to carry the driver into the rear compartment, and sat in the front of the car and fiddled with it for a while, Dongfeng Dolly has thick skin, and the impact just now, except for the front bumper is a little crooked, there is no major problem, and the smart corpse Wang Lu quickly restarted the truck and drove forward. It's just that there are too many zombies walking along the road, and it is useless for the wise corpse Wang Lu to honk wildly, so he has to move forward slowly.
Fortunately, the place where the wise corpse Wang Lu is going is not far away. Dongfeng Dolica drove slowly for 3 or 4 kilometers, and with a clatter, stopped in front of a huge building.
Wisdom Corpse Wang Lu raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the few big words at the gate reflecting the sunlight - "Youngor Zoo", and scratched his head: "Alas, today is really a good weather to chat with neighbors." β
The corpse Wang Lu got out of the car first and walked to the zoo, and the gunman zombie behind followed closely behind with the driver who was still unconscious.
In the zoo, the male corpse in the Youngor suit is supervising the zombies.
That's right. Work.
Farming, to be exact.
Take a broom handle, a mop, and a hoe. Paddle through the dirt of the zoo.
The zoo is large enough, with more than 1,900 acres of land comparable to a small town, and even has its own hills and lakes.
There are large open spaces for the zombies to farm.
The Youngor suit man doesn't actually understand what farming is.
However, since Feng Zhenzhen ordered farming, it was necessary to plant.
As for how, what, and what to use, it's not the key.
And it turned out. The zombies scribbled and pulled around the entire field of withered weeds with broom mops.
Nothing but dust.
There is a lake in the center of the zoo, which is a waterfowl area, which was originally free-range, so after the biochemical apocalypse, it is not like those animals that are caged in captivity. Died because they had not been fed for a long time, or even more simply became the food in the belly of the zookeeper zombies, swans, teals, geese, red-crowned cranes and gray cranes were alive and well, and the surrounding fields were full of food, except for water zombies. There are almost no enemies, even water zombies, who can only swim to the deep water area and can only walk on the bottom of the lake can't catch them.
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A few geese swam close to the shore, attracting the attention of the zombies who were farming - Feng Zhenzhen finally remembered that farming had to be close to the water's edge. There are two zombies that can't resist the attraction of live food. He threw down the mop in his hand and rushed over, and when they splashed into the lake, the geese fluttered their wings and quacked and flew away.
The corpse of the man in the suit rushed over - but instead of catching geese, he caught two zombies that were still fluttering around the lake.
Feng Zhenzhen repeatedly ordered that no live food should be eaten, but these two zombies still violated the rules.
The Youngor suit-clad male corpse let out a series of roars at the two zombies, feeling the strong brain waves emitted by the zombies. The two zombies honestly returned to the "field", picked up the mop, and started farming again.
The Youngor suit male intelligent corpse turned his head to look at the Wanghulou restaurant, Feng Zhenzhen lived there, but Feng Zhenzhen was very bad, very bad, because every once in a while, she would completely lose her memory, whenever this happened, her brain waves would be very messy, and violent, and the intelligent corpses and zombies who felt her crazy news would run around the zoo until Feng Zhenzhen gradually calmed down.
Feng Zhenzhen's intermittent memory loss also has a sequelae, that is, the orders she gives to her intelligent corpses and zombies are often chaotic and backwards. As far as farming is concerned, Feng Zhenzhen still hasn't taught the smart corpses and zombies the right way - well, to be exact, even Feng Zhenzhen himself doesn't remember what farming is all about. Even when she and Feng Haiqi lived together, the two of them never talked about farming - if they wanted to eat, they would go to the supermarket next door to get instant noodles.
In the past few days, Feng Zhenzhen has fallen into a deep sleep again, and the male corpse in the Youngor suit is waiting for the master's awakening again.
"It's a nice day." A voice shouted hello to the Youngor suit-clad corpse.
As soon as the Youngor suit male intelligent corpse turned around, it immediately sensed a powerful aura of intelligent corpse, this power is not under Feng Zhenzhen, no, it should be stronger than the master Feng Zhenzhen!
The male corpse in the Youngor suit respectfully bowed to the owner of the voice, Wang Lu.
Wang Lu playfully looked at the movements of the male corpse in the Youngor suit: "Not bad, not bad, the movements are quite standard, it seems that the level of IQ awakening is quite high." Hey, where is your master? β
The Youngor suit male corpse pointed to the small restaurant building by the lake.
Wang Lu didn't pull his legs and left, he looked up and down at the corpse of the man in the Youngor suit: "Well, although I haven't recovered my language ability yet, I can already understand most of the vocabulary." Alas, what a curiosity, with such subordinates, how smart should that master be? β
Wang Lu walked towards the restaurant with two long legs in shorts, and the male corpse in the Youngor suit obviously hesitated. Then it waved its hand. Immediately, several strong and powerful armed zombies came out of the group of zombies that farmed, and together with it, they hurriedly caught up with Wang Lu.
Wang Lu's curiosity about his neighbors is higher, and there has never been a "hostile" between the smart corpse and the zombie, but the Youngor suit male smart corpse is obviously guarding himself, which shows its loyalty to its master, and secondly, it also shows that the Youngor suit male smart corpse has learned what "vigilance" is, strange, has it ever met its master attacked by other smart corpses. That's so rare!
Wang Lu didn't know that the Youngor suit male corpse had only witnessed other corpses "betraying" Feng Zhenzhen before, so it had lost its natural trust in zombies and corpses.
Wang Lu walked in the front, the Youngor suit male corpse followed behind with the farmer's corpse zombie, and the gunman zombie followed at the end with the log No. 1 on his back, this strange team came to the front of the restaurant, which has two floors. The second floor is the office area, as well as the staff dormitory. Wang Lu was just about to go upstairs when he suddenly felt a chaotic and violent aura rushing down from the upstairs, he frowned, and suddenly sped up his pace. And behind him, including the corpse of the man in the suit of Youngor. The zombies were all spinning around, and Feng Zhenzhen's brainwaves hit them as violently as a tsunami.
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Feng Zhenzhen opened her eyes, she felt that she was sweaty, sticky and uncomfortable, and the sun was shining outside the window. She couldn't help but squint her eyes, and a few birds chirped and flew by outside the window, but all this did not arouse Feng Zhenzhen's interest, she sat at the head of the bed blankly, looked around at the facilities in the room, and muttered, "Where is this?" How am I here? Who am I? β
That's a hard question to answer. Because I was about to ask who you are. A lazy voice sounded in the doorway.
The door was gently pushed open. A young man with a lazy smile on his face stood at the door, not Wang Lu.
Feng Zhenzhen's reaction was quick and simple, she quickly took out a pistol from under the pillow, stood up straight, raised the gun, and aimed ......
Wang Lu raised his hands: "Hey, hey." Beauty, the toy in your hand is very dangerous, don't hold it and point at people. β
Feng Zhenzhen put down the gun in her hand, not because she listened to the words of the man in front of her, but because she felt the same breath as herself.
He is of his kind.
"Who are you?" Feng Zhenzhen asked, paused and said, "Do you know me?" Know who I am? β
Wang Lu touched his nose: "This topic is not as long as a child's mother, but before I answer your question, can I trouble you to put on your clothes." β
"Clothes?" Feng Zhenzhen lowered her head, her body was not an inch, and her beautiful chest stood proudly in the cold wind.
Wang Lu walked into the room talking to herself, opened a closet door, and came out with a set of dresses: "Then, this is the clothes, put them on." β
Feng Zhenzhen took the clothes, and originally wanted to ask this kind of person how to wear them, but as soon as her hand touched the clothes, the memory naturally came flooding back, but she hesitated for a moment, there should be something, something very important, and she needs to put it on herself.
Feng Zhenzhen rummaged around the room naked for a while, and finally found what he wanted, a pack of sanitary napkins. A woman is a real woman only when she wears sanitary napkins.
Wang Lu widened his eyes beside him and muttered, "You are a smart corpse, what kind of sanitary napkins do you need?" God, have you regained the physiology of menstruation? No, no, no, you're naked, I can see clearly, you didn't come to the aunt at all. Forget it, every smart corpse has some strange hobbies, which are brought from their memories before their deaths, if you love to wear sanitary napkins, just wear more underwear. β
Feng Zhenzhen ignored Wang Lu's nagging, entered the bathroom next to him, and changed his clothes.
Wang Lu stared at the frosted glass door of the bathroom, and suddenly sighed: "It's so beautiful, it's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Ahh β
What Wang Lu casually brought to Feng Zhenzhen was a cheongsam, a uniform that waiters in restaurants were used to wearing, the style was not complicated, Feng Zhenzhen quickly put it on, just because there was no underwear, the thin silk could not hide the two protrusions on Feng Zhenzhen's chest.
Feng Zhenzhen walked out of the bathroom and sat opposite Wang Lu generously, and on a cold day, two peopleβno, two smart corpses, one wearing shorts and a T-shirt, and the other wearing a silk cheongsam, had a historic meeting.
"Who am I?" As soon as Feng Zhenzhen opened his mouth, it was still this question.
Wang Lu held Erlang's legs, swaying and shaking, deliberately looking around the abrupt point on Feng Zhenzhen's chest, but Feng Zhenzhen was not moved at all, just stared at him seriously, like a good student waiting for the teacher to tell him the standard answer.
Wang Lu sighed, most of the fun of teasing a beautiful woman lies in watching her shyness and anger, Feng Zhenzhen doesn't care about her voyeurism at all, it's not fun.
He put down his dangling long legs and said seriously: "Generally speaking, a smart corpse like you who has not fully recovered his memory and will have stage amnesia from time to time will have something prepared around him to remind him of his previous memories, and you can look for them." β
Feng Zhenzhen immediately searched the room, and she quickly found a pair of jeans thrown under the bed, with a carefully folded note in the back pocket.
Feng Zhenzhen opened it lightly and read silently: "I am Feng Zhenzhen......"
The words on the slip of paper were a little messy, some of them were obviously altered, and some of them were hastily added with different colored pens. But Feng Zhenzhen still understood who he was, where he came from, and how he got to this zoo.
But do you really know who you are?
Judging from the note, Feng Zhenzhen's memory is very short, so short that it doesn't even take a year. Who was he before that?