Chapter 467: If it's difficult, don't get it
Zheng Jiaxi was stunned, she slowly turned around, and saw a smart corpse standing a few meters away in front of her.
It's an intelligent corpse, and although it wears a structured trench coat and leather shoes that can be brushed to make a human figure shine, it is indeed an intelligent corpse.
This is the first talking corpse that Zheng Jiaxi has encountered.
Although Zheng Jiaxi believes that she can speak, then there must be other intelligent corpses who should also be able to speak, but before, she has never met it.
Zheng Jiaxi has a childish heart, she blurted out: "It's amazing, you can actually speak." ”
The male corpse in the trench coat still said with a straight look: "Messenger, you, why did you do this? ”
Zheng Jiaxi said curiously: "Messenger? Are you calling me? ”
The trench-robed man's corpse was stunned for a long time before he said, "Messenger, you, me, we, messenger." ”
It seems that this intelligent corpse's language ability is really not very good, it seems that it has not long recovered its language ability, Zheng Jiaxi tried to sense it with brain waves, but the male intelligent corpse in a trench coat blocked her touch - this male intelligent corpse in a trench coat has a high degree of IQ awakening, even if it is like Zheng Jiaxi, it cannot completely go against its will and forcibly order it.
But Zheng Jiaxi still felt very happy, since becoming a smart corpse, except for Lu Kai, no one or corpse has spoken to her, how can this lively little girl stand it, finally someone, no, there is a corpse to accompany her to talk, naturally she is extremely excited.
She saw a Western restaurant next to her, so she invited: "There are too many people here, let's go sit there." ”
The man in the trench coat nodded and agreed with Zheng Jiaxi's opinion, and also stretched out his hand to signal Zheng Jiaxi to invite first, after Zheng Jiaxi entered the door, he put the pear head on a sofa, let the two zombie dogs take care of it, and rummaged for a while, and found half a bottle of coffee, creamer and other things, because there was electricity, and quickly boiled the kettle water with mineral water. I brewed two cups of coffee and brought them to myself and the man in the trench coat.
Zheng Jiaxi added several sugar cubes to the coffee, took a sip lightly, and closed his eyes: "It's delicious." ”
The trench coat male corpse looked at Zheng Jiaxi. I also took a sip of her example, and said Mumudi: "No...... Feel. ”
"Ojisan, this is the mood, the mood is okay." Zheng Jiaxi glanced at the corpse of the man in the trench coat - in fact, she didn't feel it herself. It's just posturing. But then again, I used to follow my sister to the coffee shop to drink a latte, and Zheng Jiaxi obviously didn't feel it, so she had to say, "It's really delicious." ”
The trench-coated man obviously didn't learn Japanese before his death, and didn't know that Ojisan was referring to his middle-aged weird uncle. In fact, he was wronged, the male corpse in the trench coat was less than 20 or 30 years old, a good young man, if it weren't for the zombie face with a wooden plank now, he would have been able to charm a lot of little girls like Zheng Jiaxi before.
The trench-robed man put down the coffee cup and asked again, "Messenger, you—why did you do this?" ”
Zheng Jiaxi said curiously: "Messenger? You mention the word again. And I said, Why do thou call me a messenger? ”
The corpse of the man in the trench coat was stuck for a long time. He stammered, "There is a messenger, he, he told us, we, we are all messengers." Divine. Emissary. ”
Zheng Jiaxi pouted: "What, I said, who is the messenger who told you that he is a messenger, who is it, is it a man or a woman, a wise corpse...... Or human? ”
The corpse of the man in the trench coat crashed again, and it took a long time before he stuttered: "The messenger is the messenger, we, the family." Companion. Friendly, taught us. ”
If Feng Zhenzhen was there, she would definitely recognize it at a glance - this was clearly a smart corpse that had been brainwashed by Wang Lu. It's just that it seems that this smart corpse hasn't fully awakened, and he can't even tell whether Wang Lu is a man or a woman.
Zheng Jiaxi sighed in disappointment, but she was really tired. It's harder than talking to a kindergarten child, if this trench coat male corpse opens up the brain waves, it is very convenient for him to understand the cause and effect, but Zheng Jiaxi has the soft-heartedness that girls often have, and he is unwilling to force it. …,
Zheng Jiaxi raised his glass to the male corpse in a trench coat: "Then, drink some, I think you haven't tasted human food for a long time." ”
The trench-robed man poured the hot coffee in one gulp, stared at Zheng Jiaxi and said seriously: "Messenger, don't block my work." ”
Zheng Jiaxi was regretting that the coffee he had carefully blended was wasted, and when he heard the words of the man in the trench coat, he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Work? What works? ”
The trench coat male corpse said with a stiff face: "Looking for the first kiss, Holy Communion." This guy remembered Wang Lu's words tightly, and even parroted these proper nouns.
Zheng Jiaxi sighed, sure enough, it was really a very unsuccessful idea to invite the Zhi corpse to coffee, what a mess of first kisses and sacraments.
But immediately, the trench-robed male corpse gave her the answer: "Cannibalism, communion, awakening." We, God's children. We, the earth is ours. ”
Zheng Jiaxi, high school student, girl.
A high school student, she already knows a lot of things, and she quickly organized the language before and after the corpse of the man in the trench coat.
Zheng Jiaxi put down the coffee in his hand and frowned: "You mean, there is a person, no, it should be a smart corpse, telling you, and other smart corpses, saying that as long as you eat people, you can awaken - well, it is to restore IQ, and then rule the world or something, right?" ”
The man in the trench coat nodded: "Cannibalism, eating many, many people." ”
It paused: "Here, there are people, you don't want it, block it." ”
Plop, half a cup of hot coffee spilled on the face of the trench coat man. Drops of cloudy coffee trickled down its face onto the trench coat.
It was Zheng Jiaxi who poured the coffee.
Her eyes widened angrily: "Get out of here, get out of this town." ”
The windbreaker man's intelligent corpse sensed Zheng Jiaxi's furious brain waves, but it was unmoved, and insisted again: "Cannibalism, there are many people here, we, the messenger, awaken." ”
Zheng Jiaxi's slender body trembled, if it was in the past, she was a high school student, and she would never dare to pour coffee on a middle-aged strange uncle, and the other party could slap her to the ground. But in the world of intelligent corpses, IQ and awakening are the yardsticks to measure the level of strength.
Zheng Jiaxi did not hide her anger, she slammed the table: "This is my home!" I don't allow you, you eat anyone! ”
In the face of Zheng Jiaxi's anger, the male corpse in a windbreaker said three words: "People, food." ”
Zheng Jiaxi's body stiffened, and he suddenly raised the coffee cup in his hand, as if he wanted to throw it at the corpse of the man in the trench coat, however. She ended up just putting down the cup weakly.
She couldn't deceive herself, the trench coat man was right, people, just food. In their eyes, the food of zombies and intelligent corpses is no different from people, pigs, cattle and sheep.
In this world, maybe only yourself is the one who doesn't eat people.
But even if you don't eat people, you're still just a smart corpse.
Zheng Jiaxi sat weakly at the table. Propping up his little head: "You better go, get out of here, get out of this town." I will not allow you to eat people here. ”
The trench-coated male corpse felt Zheng Jiaxi's firm will, although it couldn't understand it, but it was certain that Zheng Jiaxi would find ways to stop himself and his partners.
The trench coat male intelligent corpse used its awakened and shortly after the head to think about Zheng Jiaxi if he intervened. Although there are more intelligent corpses on her side, she can't offset her influence on the zombies. What's more, the living people in this town. It's really powerful, in the attack for nearly a week, the partners have suffered a lot of casualties, but they haven't even caught a single living person.
The trench-coated male corpse nodded: "Let's go." ”
Zheng Jiaxi was overjoyed: "Really, that, that's great." Thank you. By the way, I can give you a lot of food - no, no, no, don't get me wrong. I'm not talking about people, it's some convenience food, canned food, instant noodles, etc., these things can also be eaten. ”…,
The man in the trench coat actually nodded: "Some partners, also eat." ”
Zheng Jiaxi smiled: "Really, the partner you brought also eats convenience food?" That's all I said. We can live without eating human flesh. ”
The trench-robed man said inwardly: "Living people, it's too difficult to get." In fact, it wants to say "too difficult to grasp", but what can be said is the local language that people in Yonggang are accustomed to saying, "too difficult to get".
These words are just round, and it seems that the fierce resistance of the survivors has impressed it.
Zheng Jiaxi patted the hand of the man in the trench coat: "Don't get it if it's difficult, uncle, come with me, I know that there are several supermarkets in the town, I can find the key to open it for you, you and your partners take food and leave this town." ”
So, after peace negotiations, Zheng Jiaxi waved goodbye to the trench coat man and his party after paying the price of all the items in the two supermarkets.
Of course, the follow-up corpse tide is still rolling in, but Zheng Jiaxi firmly believes that as long as there is love and peace, he will definitely be able to help Wang Lu guard Yinjiang Town.
Wang Lu slept soundly, until he was woken up by the sound of Wang Bi'an calling the radio, he subconsciously touched his side before he opened his eyes, but he touched a handful of emptiness, Xie Ling got up early.
It's a big loss, I was too tired last night, I didn't do anything, I just touched my little hands.
Wang Lu yawned and decided to lie in bed.
He pouted his buttocks, hugged the pillow with Xie Ling's fragrance, and listened to Wang Bi'an in a daze as he carried out his routine daily report.
Listening to this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Wang Bi'an's guy is quite fatherly, and he learned Wang Lu's trick of being an official media person ten out of ten, that is, reporting good news and not bad news, and pretending to be wrong. The overall idea is that under the leadership of the wise and martial Wang Lu and Feng Haiqi, Zhou Chunyu, Qiu Weiqin and others, Yashan has beaten the corpse tide up and down, not only killing a large number of zombies and corpses, but also not a single one on his own side.
He didn't mention the fact that Yinjiang Town was broken through and everyone in Yashan retreated to the Dragon King Temple.
Sure enough, it is a fine style that has won the mouthpiece of Wang Lu.
What the kid said was the truth, but he didn't tell the other truth.
Damn, if you say "are you happy" again, then we will be able to do it.
Listening to Wang Bi'an blowing his father Wang Lu on the radio like Li Yuanba, the first hero in "The Legend of Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", he didn't lose a single hair in and out of the corpse tide, and Wang Lu's old face was hot - in this defense of Yinjiang Town, Feng Haiqi was the biggest hero. I'm just the last time I run the trick.
Wang Bi'an's broadcast finally ended, and Wang Lu saw that he turned off the radio, and then said: "You kid, what are you talking about on the radio?" You think that writing essays is all nonsense. ”
Wang Bi'an was a little aggrieved: "These words were taught to me by Uncle Feng, and he said it, which can give hope to survivors elsewhere." There was nothing we could do to help others, and when we heard that we had defeated the zombies, those who were besieged by the zombie tide continued to fight. The hope of continuing to live. ”
Wang Lu opened his mouth and stammered-Speaking of which, Feng Haiqi used to be the director of the police station, and he was also familiar with this set of Tai Chi boxing to stabilize the hearts of the river crab gods. It's true that everyone eats mixed rice in the system.
However, between the words of Wang Bi'an's "good people and good deeds" style broadcast. Wang Lu found something important, and he asked, "How is Cai Chunlei?" Well, he's- it's okay, right? ”
Wang Bi'an packed up the radio and said casually: "Uncle Cai Chunlei? He was fine, he was alive and well, and he ate two big steamed buns in the morning. ”
Although Wang Lu had expected it, he still sat up from the quilt excitedly: "Really? Good! Good! Good! That's big news! ”…,
It has been more than 12 hours since Cai Chunlei was bitten by a zombie. He hasn't mutated so far, and it looks like Survival with a broken arm really works!
Wang Bi'an muttered: "But Uncle Feng said that he had to continue to be confined and observed, because Uncle Cai Chunlei had a fever." ”
Wang Lu said confidently: "It's okay, it's normal to have some complications if you break half of your arm." It's just that your mom is tired and can't go home right away. ”
At this time, Xie Ling walked in: "Up?" Get dressed, it's getting colder and colder, and the pipes are freezing. To cook breakfast, you have to go to the back mountain to fetch water. ”
After Wang Lu got up, he hurriedly picked up two mouthfuls of millet porridge and steamed buns in the kitchen, and then shook his hands and walked towards the grotto.
The grotto was empty, except for a young man from the armed forces standing in front of the cave that served as a guardian room. When he saw Wang Lu coming, he greeted him loudly from afar.
Wang Lu smiled: "What about everyone? ”
The guard said: "Minister Feng took everyone to cut down trees, and said that the grotto should be renovated, the entrance of the cave should be fenced, the accommodation area should be paved with wooden frames, and a toilet and a big stove should be built--"
Wang Lu was stunned: "What are you doing with such trouble?" The group stayed in the grotto for a few days, and when the tide of corpses receded, they immediately descended the mountain. ”
The guard laughed and said, "Yes, some people say that." However, Minister Feng said that in the future, if there is a tide of corpses, it is indispensable to avoid this grotto, and it is convenient for everyone to live as soon as possible to make it more comfortable. Everyone listened to the reason, so after listening to breakfast, they all went to work. ”
Wang Lu touched his nose, this is really rare, Feng Haiqi actually took the initiative to say something to avoid the tide of corpses. He has always risen to the challenge, and right-leaning escapism is not his style, it is his own patent.
The guard was a nagger, and he said with a smile on his face: "Captain Wang came to see Cai Chunlei, slurp, this guy is really a good life, fortunately, Captain Wang, you started quickly, although you broke your arm, but this little life was saved." It's amazing, it's amazing, why didn't anyone think of this before? Captain Wang, if this is according to the rural saying, you are a living bodhisattva, and this single idea can live countless people. ”
Wang Lu waved his hand again and again: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it, I heard that Cai Chunlei still has a fever?" This period of danger is not over yet. ”
At this time, a figure flashed at the entrance of the cave, and Chen Wei walked over with two dark circles under her eyes.
Wang Lu hurriedly rushed up and held her hands: "Wife, you have worked hard." ”
The broken-mouthed guard said: "Minister Chen is really a good person, a few of our guards can change the guard and sleep, Minister Chen just didn't sleep all night." ”
Wang Lu didn't know that he pushed his wife out to serve the people, wasn't it just to win the hearts of the people? But he said politely: "What is this, staying up all night without sleeping is not a big deal, I used to play games at home, day and night." ”
The guard smiled: "Captain Wang and Minister Chen also play games? ”
Wang Lu laughed and said, "Who doesn't have a young and frivolous time." As he spoke, he had already taken Chen Wei's hand and entered the stone cave.
Cai Chunlei opened his eyes and tied to the bed, he had already heard Wang Lu's voice, and then he reluctantly raised his head and said, "Captain Wang, thank you for saving your life." ”
Wang Lu hurriedly let go of Chen Wei's cold hand, walked quickly to the bed and said: "Don't say this kind of nonsense, you are injured to defend our Yashan, I should thank you for being true." Alas, it's a pity not to save your arm. ”
Cai Chunlei said: "It is already my great blessing to be able to save my life and not become a zombie." It's just a pity that I, a disabled person, can't kill zombies for you in the future, Captain Wang. I'm just a waste of rice. ”
Wang Lu reached out and patted his chest: "What is this?" We Yashan people save a mouthful of food, we can feed you, you are only half an arm, and you are not paralyzed, when you have a good body, although you can't kill zombies, it is not a problem to follow the ladies of the Ministry of Civil Affairs to do some easy work. ”
Cai Chunlei smiled reluctantly: "Captain Wang, I can't stand it in the pile of girls who are chattering all day long, so let me go to Uncle Chen's Ministry of Agriculture." ”
Wang Lu nodded, it seems that Cai Chunlei's will to survive is still very strong, yes, it is really mixed out of the last days, no one is a bad seed, I think that after Cai Chunlei recovers, Yashan has another man who is loyal to him, but it is a pity, he is a disabled person.
Wang Lu said a few more words, and seeing that Cai Chunlei was a little tired, he ended the leader's condolences and took Chen Wei's hand and withdrew.
Chen Wei's hands were cold.
She is most afraid of the cold in winter, no matter how thick her clothes are, her hands and feet are cold, when she was in Sunshine City, Chen Wei liked to hold Wang Lu's human body heater the most in winter nights, and put her cold feet into his arms. (To be continued)