Chapter 254: Who is more advanced than whom

Sixth sense? Anyone with a junior high school education or above will scoff at this. Ya is sick.

But is there really no sixth sense in this world?

To put it bluntly, the sixth sense is not uncommon, isn't it brain waves?

Chinese and foreign scientists have long proved that brain waves do exist,Your sister,Do you believe it,Haier TV has developed the technology of using brain waves to control TV,As long as you put a "tight spell" on your head,Users can make the barrel in the TV picture explode by thinking about one thing calmly。

What brain waves, what sixth sense, it's all rotten on the street.

Zombies are the product of human mutation.

What is the most powerful mutation on it?

Not afraid of harm? Can you move for a long time without eating or drinking?

Neither.

The most powerful mutations are their brains.

The brain is the only weakness of zombies, and when the brain dies, zombies really die.

This brain can even manipulate a dead corpse in the medical clinical sense to continue to move, do you say powerful or not?

Wang Lu usually talks and laughs, and likes to scold zombies for being idiots.

But he knew in his heart that whether the brain is developed or not, and whether he is an idiot or not are two different things.

The human brain is recognized as the most developed in the biological world, but if you throw a child into the pigsty as soon as he is born, he will become an idiot just as well. This is the same as the wolf child.

Idiocy or not idiocy is the result of an acquired education.

Does the zombie mutated brain enhance brain waves?

Do these brain waves affect each other? Produces a telepathy-like effect?

This speculation is outrageous and funny.

But Wang Lu still couldn't help but think about it.

Because only telepathy can explain everything that happens to you - after activating the sensory loss ability, your brain waves also become the same frequency as the zombies, so in the zombies' telepathy, Wang Lu becomes "your own person", oh, it should be "your own corpse", so they no longer attack Wang Lu. As for what blood is not bloody, what tastes bad is not considered by zombies at all.

It's like if your friend accidentally dips his finger in ketchup, you will never eat his finger as a french fries.

The more Wang Lu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and suddenly raised the hoe in his hand, and smashed it at the head of half of the zombie, and smashed several deep wounds on its head.

Wang Lu scolded while smashing: "You have telepathy? Do you have superpowers? Fart! Fart! Are you more advanced than humans? To hell with it! You're a pile of rotten meat! Rotten meat that stinks when buried in the mud as fertilizer! ”

Half of the zombies were indifferent to Wang Lu's beating, still yelling at him with their mouths open.

Wang Lu hung down the hoe in his hand weakly, unless he smashed half of the zombie's skull and dug out its brain, otherwise, he would have no way to use it.

Wang Lu snorted, spat at the zombie's face, turned around and put the plastic bucket containing the zombie dog upside down on the ground, and put two big stones at the bottom of the bucket, and then dragged the hoe away.

Wang Lu's saliva was spitting in the eye sockets of half of the zombies, and then slowly flowed down, flowing to the corners of the zombies' mouths, and finally dripping to the ground, the zombies didn't move, and they didn't even stick out their tongues to lick the saliva flowing through the corners of their mouths.

When he was about to walk to the Dragon King Temple, Wang Lu's face suddenly dripped a little coolness, and when he touched it with water, it was raining.

The rain suddenly became heavy, and Wang Lu hurriedly ran to the Dragon King Temple, trying to find a raincoat, and at the same time brought it to Xie Ling and Feng Haiqi - although there was a canopy on the tree hill, after all, everyone still had to patrol every hour, and it was inconvenient to get wet without a raincoat.

Running to the gate of the Dragon King Temple, Wang Lu saw Chen Wei and Zhou Chunyu standing there with an umbrella and a raincoat, Zhou Chunyu saw Wang Lu running over in the rain, and hurriedly raised a bag in his hand and shook it: "Brother Wang, you are really coincidental, I was about to send you a raincoat." ”

Wang Lu wiped the rain on his face, took a raincoat handed by Zhou Chunyu, hurriedly put it on, and said, "Play the piano, don't you take care of your injuries at home, what kind of raincoat will you give." ”

Zhou Chunyu said: "Brother Wang, my sprain is really almost better, even if I can't patrol, it's always not a problem to stay on the tree post and watch." Today, Sister Chen found a zombie dog in the back mountain, which shows that the defense line in the back mountain is already very dangerous, at this time, do you say I can still rest at home? Brother Wang, don't persuade me, I have to climb to the tree hill even if I climb, if I let the zombies break through the defense line and run to the Dragon King Temple, I will regret it for the rest of my life if I hurt the pear head. ”…,

Wang Lu sighed: "Are your feet really so good?" ”

Zhou Chunyu was overjoyed and walked a few steps on the ground: "Brother Wang, look, I'm really fine." ”

Wang Lu saw that he was walking smoothly and shook his head: "Okay, you can just stay on the tree hill later." ”

Zhou Chunyu answered, squatted down to pick up the two sticks on the ground, Wang Lu thought it was Zhou Chunyu used as a crutch, and hurriedly helped him pick it up, and when he got to his hand, he found that this was not a stick, but a super long bamboo pole, almost 2 meters long, and his head was sharpened.

Wang Lu was surprised: "What is this for?" ”

Zhou Chunyu smiled: "Bamboo gun." I can only stay on the tree hill, it is inconvenient to go up and down, in case the zombies attack, I can use this bamboo gun to deal with them. The handle of the hoe or something is too short to reach the zombies. ”

Wang Lu couldn't cry or laugh, and he couldn't wait to pat Zhou Chunyu's brain to make him sober up: "You guy, you hurt your feet, isn't it okay?" This bamboo gun can't even pierce a plastic kettle, you want to pierce the skull of a zombie? ”

Zhou Chunyu shook his head and said, "Brother Wang, am I that stupid?" I naturally know this, but this bamboo gun can't be used to stab the skulls of zombies, but it can stab their tattered bodies. ”

Wang Lu's mind jumped up with a scene of Chaplin's black-and-white burlesque: a zombie wearing a long bamboo pole like a meat skewer, and at the slightest step was taken by the bamboo pole to lose its balance and hit the ground - this is still on flat ground, let alone walking around in the woods.

Wang Lu opened his mouth and stammered: "Good boy, with you, how did you come up with this strange trick?" ”

Zhou Chunyu said with a smile: "This trick was thought up by Feng, once in a village, he shot a javelin found from the village elementary school into the chest of a zombie, and the zombie stuck in the narrow village road with a long javelin in the narrow village road. Later, we often used this method to restrict the activities of zombies, but the bamboo spear head was too blunt, and things that could not be pierced often happened, and it would be nice if there was an iron tip. ”

Wang Lu said: "It's too late to get the iron tip now, let's go, I'll accompany you to the tree hill, just cut a few more bamboo guns, and everyone has a few on hand." ”

Wang Lu helped Zhou Chunyu to disappear into the rain, Chen Wei closed the door of the Dragon King Temple, locked the chains, and Wang Bi'an walked out of the bedroom: "Mom, Litou fell asleep after drinking milk." I've patted her on the back, so she shouldn't choke on her milk. ”

8-month-old children rarely choke on milk, but Chen Wei is still pleased with Wang Bi'an's carefulness. She said, "You can take a nap too." By the way, it's raining, what if you work out later? ”

Wang Bi'an said: "It doesn't matter, I can also exercise in the bedroom, Uncle Feng taught me to fight indoors, and I don't need much space." He rolled his eyes: "Mom, look, the smoke in the town below the mountain seems to have faded." ”

Chen Wei turned her head to look, and sure enough, the smoke billowing above the burning Yinjiang Town seemed to be thinning out: "God bless, I hope this rain can extinguish the fires in the town and farmland, so we can leave some supplies." ”

Wang Lu sent Zhou Chunyu all the way to Shugang, and carried him to the post with his shoulder, and then sent raincoats to Xie Ling and Feng Haiqi.

When he sent a raincoat to Feng Haiqi at the last stop, he happened to see Feng Haiqi sharpening the bamboo gun, Wang Lu smiled and said: "Old Feng, such a good trick is still hidden, Zhou Chunyu has already leaked it to me, I just sent a few bamboo guns to Xie Ling." ”

Feng Haiqi put down the bamboo pole that was sharpening his head and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhou's mouth is really fast, I just thought that this trick could be used in the back mountain defense line." In fact, the scope of this bamboo gun is too small, if it is not to occupy a high place, it is not easy to use it to be surrounded by zombies on flat ground, and in this forest, it is not convenient to play such a long bamboo pole, that is, we are on the tree hill, condescending to bully the zombies below. It's just that, alas, only stabbing them does not guarantee complete killing. ”

Wang Lu Station threw a raincoat to Feng Haiqi under the tree: "I'm back to Shugang, and I'm going to contact the walkie-talkie." ”

Feng Haiqi watched Wang Lu turn his back, Wang Lu walked a few steps in the rain, suddenly stood still, and didn't look back, as if talking to himself: "Lao Feng, you say, what if the zombies are more advanced than us?" ”…,

It was raining heavily, and Wang Lu was wearing a raincoat again, Feng Haiqi didn't hear what he was talking about, and said suspiciously: "Xiao Wang, what did you say?" ”

Wang Lu waved, "It's nothing. I said luckily the zombies were idiots. He strode away.

The rain didn't stop until dinner.

On this day, there were no zombies going up the mountain.

At night, there are no zombies.

The second day, the third day, and even a week later, there was still no sign of the zombies.

But no one let their guard down, because everyone knew that they would come sooner or later.

This morning, light rain.

Wang Bi'an went to the chicken coop that had been transferred to the courtyard of the Dragon King Temple as usual to touch the eggs, but he touched it empty, he patiently probed for a while, which made the little hens very dissatisfied with the cooing and gently pecked his hand a few times.

Wang Bi'an retracted his hand, looked at the on his fingers and made a grimace, and ran back to the kitchen: "Mom, today's chickens didn't lay eggs." ”

Chen Wei, who was making dough cakes, was stunned: "Didn't you lay eggs again?" Yesterday I didn't lay a single egg. She sighed, it's normal to not lay eggs, there is no feed at home now, and even some of the rice husks rubbed off during the last manual threshing are given to the chickens. After all, chickens also need enough nutrition to lay eggs, these days, Wang Bian can only cut some grass seeds from the mountains to feed the chickens, and when he is lucky, he can catch some grasshoppers, but after all, this is a drop in the bucket, and the chickens did not starve to death.

Wang Bi'an also frowned: "I don't have to eat the egg custard of the pear head today." ”

Chen Wei said helplessly: "Mom, stew some porridge for the pear head." By the way, Wang Bi'an, you try to milk the goat again, the sheep is the closest to you, maybe you can milk some milk. Just a little bit is enough for the pears to drink. ”

Wang Bi'an scratched his head: "Okay, I'll try again." As he spoke, he walked out of the chamber with a plastic basin.

Chen Wei looked at Wang Bi'an's back, and knew that this was a child listening to his own words, and he was a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the chickens had no feed, and the sheep were naturally the same, so they could only gnaw some grass from Wang Bi'an, and I didn't know if Lu Dao was over lactation, and since three days ago, the sheep can no longer be milked.

Chen Wei once watched Wang Bi'an squat next to the sheep's belly for a long time, but there was not even a drop of milk in the plastic basin, and the sheep's hooves were kicked one after another.

Chen Wei sat behind the stove, while managing the fire, while silently calculating, 5 people plus a small hair, almost 5 catties of rations a day, one person a day seems to be able to eat enough, but the problem is that there is an extreme lack of non-staple food, there are still some pork, vacuum-packed meat and sausages have been eaten.

Vegetables, which turned out to be the most abundant, but because they couldn't go down the mountain, they could only eat their own crops in the back mountain, but those cucumbers and tomatoes were quickly picked by themselves, and they didn't grow much, and they were not good at field management, and the fruits were small. As for the potatoes, they didn't even sprout at all, and when you look at the soil, the tubers are rotten.

Chen Wei said that supplementing vitamins without vegetables is more terrible than eating without meat. During the Great Voyage of Discovery, sailors adrift at sea died of hemorrhagic disease because they could not eat vegetables in time. Although the situation faced by everyone on Yashan is not so exaggerated, not eating vegetables will also affect everyone's combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, Wang Bian followed the method taught by Feng Haiqi and was able to pick some wild vegetables from time to time. Chen Wei didn't dare to be reckless, and was always carefully identified by Feng Haiqi before chopping it up and cooking it in the rice for everyone to eat.

Chen Wei thought that if Wang Bi'an really couldn't squeeze out goat's milk, he could only use the milk powder brought up the mountain by Zhou Chunyu to eat the pears.

The pear head is also pitiful, carried by Zhou Chunyu to wander in the zombie-filled mountains, extremely malnourished, much thinner than a normal 8-month-old child, not only lack of strength and reaction ability, but even the babbling cry is very weak. It was only on the cliff mountain that she slowly recovered, Chen Wei didn't want to immediately let the child return to the miserable situation of lack of food and clothing, you must know that the lack of nutrition when she was a little hairy head would affect her future life.