On a desolate street, a zombie is wandering unconsciously.

He grinned slightly, a trace of saliva hanging on his lips, and a pair of reddened eyes revealed a terrifying cold light.

Not far in front of him was a small abandoned supermarket. The glass door was splattered with brown blood, and through the open glass door, you could faintly see the crooked shelves inside, as well as some food scattered around.

Behind the supermarket door, there is also a middle-aged male zombie slowly moving. Judging by the clothes, it should be the supermarket staff.

The zombie slowly approached the supermarket, and after passing by the middle-aged male zombie, he suddenly took out a bone cleaver from his arms, turned around and slashed the other party's neck with force.

Blood splattered, and the headless corpse immediately fell to the ground.

The strange zombie immediately grabbed a shopping bag from behind the counter and began to quickly collect food in the supermarket......

"Whew...... I'm tired ......"

In a dimly lit residential room, Ling Mo, who was sweating profusely, was looking at the bag full of food and various daily necessities in his hand with satisfaction.

In front of him, there was the zombie that appeared in the small supermarket. But this zombie looked at Ling Mo's eyes, but there was no malice, and it was even a little empty.

"It's a lot better than the other day, and now I'm finally able to be more flexible."

Ling Mo turned his gaze to the zombie, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Half a month ago, the emergence of a new type of virus turned this shijie into a tragic slaughterhouse in an instant.

Countless humans have become zombies...... To be exact, it should be crazy monsters who lose their sense of self after being infected by the virus and can only kill......

The survivors who survived had to hide in the corners of the city like rats to survive.

But Ling Mo, who was originally just an ordinary person, found that he could control zombies after the end of the world.

He could feel a faint connection between himself and the zombies, and the zombies with an empty head were like a thoughtless puppet, and he could inject his own thoughts into them to manipulate the zombies' actions.

But the initial attempt was very difficult, and the zombies often suddenly broke out of his control in the middle of the process, and even put his life in danger several times.

As the number of attempts increased, Ling Mo finally mastered some tricks, which not only allowed him to maintain control of the zombies all the time, but also manipulated the zombies to move around and help him collect food and other necessities.

However, the distance between them could never be too far, which made Ling Mo a little depressed.

He felt like he was a zombie manipulator now, the thread in his hand was not long enough, and he was not skilled in manipulating it.

But being able to use zombies to survive more safely had already made Ling Mo very satisfied with this ability. He called the zombie he controlled as a corpse puppet.

In the process of manipulating the corpse puppet, Ling Mo also vaguely felt that while he was controlling the other party, a sense of rage was also affecting him.

Whether this effect is good or bad, he can't say yet......

These days, Ling Mo also has some understanding of the habits of zombies, and unlike zombies in the general sense, these zombies are not the living dead, but living people infected by the virus.

However, although the body is still alive, the spirit is already a complete monster. They attack the uninfected survivors, tearing at their flesh and blood, and the liliang is surprisingly large, much stronger than the average person.

That virus completely destroyed their sanity, dominated their minds, and turned them into executioners driven by the killing instinct.

In Ling Mo's opinion, this kind of zombie is more terrifying than the zombies he saw in games and movies, because they retain their five senses. Whether it's the sound or the taste, it will catch their attention.

"The sun is about to go down, so I'll go back today."

This residential house was not safe, it was just a temporary place for Ling Mo to stay when he controlled the corpse.

After stuffing all the materials collected today into his backpack, Ling Mo shook his head with a bit of a headache and manipulated the corpse puppet to stand up.

Seeing this corpse puppet standing face to face in front of him up close, Ling Mo still felt a little strange in his heart.

Although it doesn't smell like the rotten stench in the movie, there is still a strong smell of blood on the zombies. The infection of the virus made his face pale and bloodless, his eyes glowed red, and through his slightly open mouth, he could see the red flesh stained on his teeth.

Don't think about it, this must be the remnants left over from the previous cannibalism......

This zombie looks pretty good, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, but now it looks like a demon.

"Let's go, let's go......"

Ling Mo forcibly suppressed the feeling of nausea and controlled the corpse puppet and walked downstairs.

Although there are corpses to open the way, it does not mean that they are safe. Ling Mo held a sharp boning knife in his hand and carefully followed behind the corpse puppet.

To get from here to his temporary residence, one had to cross a street. When he came over in the morning, Ling Mo found some firecrackers and first made some movement in the opposite direction, attracting most of the zombies on the street. Even so, there are still some zombies roaming the streets.

After walking to the intersection without danger, Ling Mo found that trouble was coming.

Two zombies blocked the intersection, and they didn't know where they came from, their bodies splashed with fresh blood, and one of them was holding half an arm in his hand, and he was bowing his head and gnawing wildly.

In this provincial capital of 10 million people, it is not uncommon for survivors to die every day in search of food.

However, seeing the wreckage of that arm, Ling Mo still felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox. It is precisely because of his ability that he has the capital to live a better life, and he must not be reduced to the meal of these monsters because of carelessness.

Ling Mo carefully manipulated the corpse puppet towards them, raising the bone slasher as he approached one of them.

While the other zombie was attracted by the sound, Ling Mo rushed behind him with a knife in his hand, stabbing him in the back of the head.

The two zombies died almost at the same time, and after pulling out the knife with force, Ling Mo kicked over the corpse in front of him.

In the case that he has the opportunity to do it, Ling Mo will not miss it, although it is very useful to control the corpse puppet, he must also have the ability to protect himself.

Moreover, Ling Mo faintly felt that when he killed the zombies, the violent feeling in his body was faintly haunting, and the moment he pulled out the knife, he even vaguely felt a trace of pleasure.

"Viruses don't always spread through psychic connections...... If this would be contagious, then I would have mutated...... It's not the virus, so what is it......"

Ling Mo was very concerned about this subtle change, but he didn't have a clue for the time being.

However, being able to kill zombies cleanly, and his techniques are becoming more and more proficient, is also a good thing for Ling Mo.

Before the end of the world, he was just an ordinary person, and when he killed zombies for the first time, he not only had a thrilling process, but also felt a little scared after that, and even his brain was a little dazed.

But in order to survive, combat effectiveness must be improved.

And in Ling Mo's heart, he always had someone in mind. Increasing her proficiency in mastering zombies so quickly, and gathering as many supplies as possible, is all about traversing the area to find her......

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