At this moment, the cow turned around and rushed into the male lion, causing the calf to struggle to get up from the ground and catch up with the herd.

But the head cow was surrounded by lions, although the head cow was strong, but it was no match for the five lions, the lion's claws scratched blood marks on its body, and the male lion jumped on the back of the head cow and bit its back.

The cow's front hooves were weak, and he half-knelt down, seeing that it was about to be torn to pieces by the lions, suddenly a roar sounded by the lake, and the male zombie suddenly moved, holding the axe that had rusted because of the wind and rain, and suddenly rushed over, and rushed towards the lions that were attacking the first cow.

The lions were caught off guard, and the male lion who was lying on the back of a cow and biting was slashed on the shoulder by a male zombie with an axe, with a huge wound, roared, jumped off the back of the cow, turned around and fled.

The cow took the opportunity to stand up and rushed towards the lionesses, knocking one lioness out of the air, and the male zombie also roared and rushed up to several other lionesses with an axe, the cow and the male zombie cooperated with each other, and after injuring a lioness with the horns and axes, the lion finally lost their courage and stopped the failed attack and turned away.

In this grassland, in the fierce battle, the half-man-tall weeds were trampled to the ground, and blood was sprinkled everywhere, including the corpse of a cow, a lion, and even a male zombie - the lions added several wounds to his body.

The male zombie didn't know the pain, and after a few yells at the lions that were far away, he returned to the head cow, which was lying on the grass, and it was badly wounded - it had a bloody wound on its back. It was bitten by a male lion, crisscrossed by hind legs, all scratched by the female lioness with her paws, the flesh rolled up, and the blood flowed.

Seeing the male zombie approaching him, the cow barked and shook the horns that were still stained with blood.

The male zombie walked over slowly, stretched out his hand, and touched the back of the lying cow, who wanted to stand up. but he had no strength. Howling in vain, the male zombie stared at the wound on the cow's back, and the blood exuded a peculiar fishy smell, attracting countless flies. He bent down suddenly. A large handful of dirt was dug up from the ground with the grass. Then cover the wound of the cow. The cow screamed in pain, but the dirt did stop the blood. At the very least, the blood doesn't flow so fast.

The male zombie picked up the steel pot that had fallen during the fight with the lions, scooped water from the lake, and handed it to the mouth of the cow, who lost a lot of blood and was thirsty, and soon drank all the pot of water. The male zombie went to fetch water again, and after a few times, the cow was no longer afraid of the male zombie. Let him stand by his side.

After the lions had gone, the jackals surrounded them, and these timid and cunning fellows, apparently thinking that there was a bargain to pick up, were just male zombies standing beside the cow, which made them afraid and did not dare to rush up immediately.

However, greed finally overshadowed caution, and a jackal pounced on it, and the male zombie met it, and kicked it out with a scream, but more jackals rushed up, and the male zombie brandished an axe, and the bull also stood up desperately, lowered his head, aimed his sharp horns at the jackals, and from time to time kicked the jackals from behind with his hind hooves.

When the male zombie slashed two jackals, the timid nature of these scavengers prevailed and left the cow screaming.

This night, the male zombie guarded the cow and did not let the beasts in the darkness approach, until the female zombie came with a torch high, and the carnivores hidden in the darkness did not leave.

The camp is not far from the lake, and all the zombies are watching the fight of cows, lions and male zombies, but the zombies in the camp just stared at this scene and did not rush out, because the male zombies did not order them to come to help with a roar.

But the female zombie is different, she has more autonomy, she knows that she should give the male zombie a little help, so she brings fire, not only fire, but also a pot of cooked rice.

The fire lit a fire, dispersed the animals in the darkness far away, and warmed the cow, and the pot of rice was also eaten by the cow, and its spirit was cheered up.

In the next few days, the male zombie has been accompanied by a cow, pulling weeds, feeding water, and accompanying each other at night, although the cow is a North American bison, but it is actually an artificially bred animal in the zoo, although it has been on the island for a period of time in the wild, it has a wild nature, but it naturally has a sense of closeness to people, under the care of the male zombie, the injury is gradually recovering, and the male zombie will be licked a few times with a warm tongue.

The herd returned to the cow, and since the attack of the lions that day and fled, the herd was frightened and did not dare to return to the lake, because they thought that the cow would die, because when the herd was attacked before, the abandoned cow was eaten by the attackers without exception. But unexpectedly, when the cattle returned to the lake, they saw that the cow was alive and well, and was being led by a male zombie, standing by the lake and washing the healing wounds on his body with water - the vitality of wild animals is so strong.

When the cow saw the cow, it habitually approached her, but when it saw the male zombie, it was a little cringe, the cow raised its neck and barked a few times, and under its call, the cow cautiously leaned close to the male zombie and tried to drink water.

When the red sun sank, the male zombie pulled the horns of a cow and brought it to the camp, followed by the herd, when the zombies and zombie dogs gathered at the gate of the camp, the cattle were a little uneasy, and the zombies were also greedily staring at these big pieces of meat, but soon, the male zombies roared loudly, suppressing the zombies' impatience, and the female zombies took the rice held by the child zombies, which also made the cattle very satisfied.

The cattle were lured by the grain and led to a shed in the northwest corner of the camp, which was originally the place where the ark was used to raise large animals, and the people of the ark planned to use animal power to cultivate and produce, breed and eat meat when there was no modern energy source.

The zombies in the camp drank milk, and there were several wounded and aging cows in the herd, and the male zombies brought them to the fire, killed and boiled meat, and the zombies had a stable source of meat.

But for the male zombie, this kind of life does not seem to satisfy him, make him feel happy, his instinct calls for more food, and only with enough food will he and the zombies awaken.

Zombies are too slow to move, but compared to most wild animals, their strength and speed are still much worse, so zombies need to be faster and stronger.

On this day, the male zombie led the zombie herd and attacked a group of wild horses by the lake, and the wild horses easily got rid of the zombies, especially the head horse, and led the horses along the lake to spare a circle, and the zombies stumbled and followed, not even fishing for a horse's tail.

The horse galloped, its long mane blowing in the wind, and it let out a loud clatter, as if mocking the male zombie in hot pursuit, and then spread its hooves and led the herd into the jungle.

For days on end, the male zombies tried to get close to the horses, and even replayed their old tricks, throwing fishing nets in the grass where the horses passed, or standing motionless by the lake where they used to drink, but the horses were much smarter than the cows, especially the head horse, an innocent Arabian stallion that was worth tens of millions in the old world.

It's elegant, smart, and like the wind.

The dark horse even deliberately teased the male zombie, running unhurriedly in front of him, and then suddenly accelerating again when he reached out to reach him.

The male zombie was not discouraged, in fact, he didn't know what discouragement was, he just chased the black horse so desperately, unhurriedly, even if the black horse was gone, he also tracked its scent, and followed step by step.

The black horse finally got a little impatient in the continuous tracking of the male zombies, it broke away from the horses, without the drag of the horses, it ran more flexibly and faster, like a gust of wind, blowing through the jungle, grassland, beach......

The male zombie followed behind without hesitation, and he even gave the dark horse plenty of time to eat grass and drink water to rest, just following closely.

The black horse is in front, the male zombie is behind, almost half of the volcanic islands have been run, except for the volcano, the black horse has stepped on almost every inch of land, but the black horse still does not allow the male zombie to get close to him, it has its own unique pride, which is the pursuit of freedom.

As a thoroughbred, the dark horse is born with the best - clean stable, full-time veterinarian, top jockey, however, it has no freedom, it has been running on the racetrack all its life, receiving cheers and flashing lights from people, but it has no freedom. It's that the running is not free, the fixed path, the constant rhythm, the whipped of the jockey.

It is only on this volcanic island that the black horse is truly free, enjoying the clear water, the dew-stained grass, and the passionate mare, and it does not want to be a slave again, even if it is a male zombie.

On this day, the black horse was running on the beach, the male zombie followed, in front, there was a broken wall, which was left after the volcanic eruption, which became a natural danger to block the island, the black horse had been here before, according to the custom, it would turn around and run towards a hill, get rid of the male zombie, but for some reason, this time the black horse changed its mind, it turned around and jumped into the sea, swimming to the open sea, as if trying to get rid of the male zombie.

The male zombie also jumped into the sea, his swimming level was still very smelly, and after a while, he was left behind by the dark horse and clumsily rowed into the sea.

The black horse and the male zombie swam along the coast, a sea current was pushing them, the black horse was a little tired, after all, he had been chased by the male zombie during this time, even if it did not affect eating, drinking and resting, but this spiritual dark horse felt a lot of pressure. A wave struck, and the black horse was knocked under the surface, but it quickly struggled to surface and swam towards the beach. (To be continued......)