However, the zombie group led by the male zombie on the isolated island really doesn't eat people! If this group of zombies is allowed to land in the New World, will more zombies learn not to eat people, but to survive with their own labor?

If that's the case, can zombies still be called zombies? Except for their ugly appearance, what is the difference between them and humans?

Ariana's eyes flickered, and her two hands subconsciously kneaded the dough, and the dough was all on her hands - a little too much water.

Ariana was about to add more flour, when the male zombie, who had been watching silently beside him, suddenly grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on the dough.

Ariana was stunned, this is the male zombie's active reaction - the dough is thin, add some dry flour, such an action seems simple on the surface, but in fact it requires a series of judgments and reactions, at least, kindergarten children don't know how to deal with it, could it be that the intelligent corpse of this male zombie has surpassed that of human 4 or 5-year-old children?

Ariana was in a trance, the male zombie suddenly reached out and grabbed the dough in her hand, he seemed to be very interested in this dough, and naturally kneaded it, Ariana laughed a little - the male zombie wrapped her hands in the dough and kneaded it, of course, Yanhuang people are natural gourmets, Ariana has seen her Yanhuang classmates make dumplings and buns, etc., and the delicacy is still unforgettable.

Ariana wanted to pull her hand out of the dough, but she didn't expect that because the dough was too wet, she wouldn't be able to pull it out for a while, but the two hands of the male zombie kneaded and kneaded and touched Ariana's hand.

Ariana was stunned for nowhere, because she didn't know when. The posture between her and the male zombie became very strange - the male zombie stood behind her, his hands looped around her waist, his chest against her back, and his hands kneaded together with her hands - such a posture, like a couple flirting.

Ariana laughed a little and wanted to struggle out of the arms of the male zombie, but the male zombie hugged her very tightly and her arms were very hard, she struggled for a while, and could only writhe in the arms of the male zombie. Suddenly. Ariana paused—she felt the male zombie clinging to the organ of her body. The erect organs.

Ariana didn't wear any clothes, because when the zombies were in the camp, they didn't wear clothes, which was the head of the male zombies. Only when you go out to work. before getting dressed. Luckily, most zombies have learned to put on and undress easily, and they no longer need Ariana to help them get dressed.

Ariana sees herself as one of the zombies. Although she worked hard to educate the zombies about human civilization and change their lives bit by bit, she also always paid attention to the fact that she was now a member of the zombies and not in human society, so when the male zombies took the lead and did not dress in the camp, Ariana was also naked, which was nothing, anyway, she was surrounded by zombies.

But today, Ariana suddenly felt shy about her nakedness, because for a moment, she took the male zombie for a man, and she was a woman. Because the organs of the male zombie are behind her body. Despite the skin, Ariana felt the hardness of the organ.

Ariana knew that the organs of male zombies did retain their vitality, and she had seen countless male zombies copulating with his "wife" blonde female zombie at night by the fire, just as any man in human society copulates with his lover. After the initial shock, Ariana has turned a blind eye, anyway, this male zombie has shocked her enough, and she doesn't care about this one thing, anyway, zombies won't get pregnant, right?

Ariana had been on the island for months, and the crops were ripe, and if the zombies were fertile, the male zombies would have already enlarged the bellied female zombies' bellies. No matter how the zombies' brains evolve, their physical bodies still have various flaws.

But at this moment, the male zombie hugged Ariana tightly, stroking her hands, the naked bodies of the two people were pressed together, she clearly felt his hardness, Ariana's whole body was a little weak - he was a man, she was a woman.

Ariana is a mature and healthy woman, and like most girls in the New World, she tasted the forbidden fruit in middle school, after all, it's a beautiful thing, isn't it? Even on the Cape, she would sometimes quietly catch up with a few young men who adored her, which was a normal physiological need.

But now, in the arms of a zombie, Ariana actually has a trace of the urge to desire.

I'm crazy! However, Ariana felt the hardness of the male zombie clearly, and her body's reaction was just as honest - Ariana had not had this life for a long time, and she couldn't help but clamp her legs and lean closer to the male zombie's arms--

The male zombie suddenly let go of Ariana and strode out of the flour mill, his comings and goings irregular, not measured by the way ordinary people think. Alternate was left alone, standing beside the roaring machine, holding a dough that had been crumpled by the hands of a male zombie.

That night, the zombies ate bread, fermented, and baked in a special oven, which was much better than the hard dough that the male zombie had inadvertently baked in the stone cave before, and the male zombie ate a lot, and he didn't notice that Ariana returned to his container early after dinner, instead of watching the "dance performance" that must be held every night.

The solar power generation device in the camp has been out of action for a while, and that is because the male zombie indiscriminately set the grassland on fire during a burning, and burned the solar power generation device with it.

Ariana was repairing the solar power plant, the panels were not damaged, but the fire burned out the exposed wires and transformers, Ariana replaced the wires, removed the parts that were still in good condition from several damaged transformer cabinets, and put together two working transformer cabinets, so that the power supply to the camp was further increased.

Zombies don't need electricity, but as Ariana starts up more and more appliances, she needs more electricity – for example, a machine tool, a stable voltage.

Ariana nodded and returned to camp with satisfaction to see the light on the transformer cabinet connected to the solar panels flashing.

She took her brother Bill to the machine tool, carefully measured his rotten foot, used a piece of wood, turned a wooden foot on the lathe, and then knocked it to make a hole in Bill's foot bone, twisted the screws, and installed the wooden foot.

Bill took a few steps, and the wooden feet made a clattering sound, and he was much more stable than he was walking with one foot less.

The male zombie stood beside Ariana as usual, watching her tinker with the new toy of the machine tool, Ariana smiled and said to him: "I see that there are a lot of zombies in the camp who are missing arms and legs, I have never studied medicine, and I will not perform such a difficult operation as amputation and replantation." However, I'm a good carpenter, and when I was on the cape, I used to tinker with it, and I didn't have to worry about making you some wood prosthetics -- yes, that's not what the Chinese say, yes, yes. I know you zombies don't care about that, but it's always easier to move around with prosthetics. By the way, I will also help you fill those big and small holes in your body. ”

Ariana was very busy for the next few days, using the machine tool to cart the disabled zombies with a lot of prosthetic limbs and legs, and she had a childlike mood, and she attached the wooden prosthetic hands with iron hooks and the artificial legs with iron tips - dressing the zombies as pirates.

On this day, Ariana found the male zombie and brought him to the workshop: "I said, I will repair your body, lie down, you have so many wounds on your body, you have to be busy for a lot of time." With that, Ariana took the hand-held sewing machine and brought over a few more animal skins that had already been nitrated.

Click, the hand-held sewing machine rang, sewing the male zombie's wound like a piece of cloth.

Ariana was right, she was not a good doctor, but she was a good carpenter, and she was also a good sewing worker, and she did a lot of sewing canvas on the Cape, and in the flying needle thread, the wounds on the male zombie were sewn up, and for some large wounds, such as the big hole under the ribs, and the missing half of the mouth, Ariana used animal fur to mend them.

When the clicking of the sewing machine finally stopped, Ariana stood up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and looked at her "work" with satisfaction - the male zombie stood on the ground, his body was covered with thick stitches, and a few patches of animal fur made him look like a ghost from hell, but this strange body gave a terrifying impression at the same time, it also had a rough and obscurantist beauty, a wild power.

Ariana took a mirror and held it in front of the male zombie: "How is it, are you satisfied?" ”

The male zombie looked at the mirror blankly, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked himself in the mirror, and for a moment, Ariana seemed to see a trace of sadness in the male zombie's eyes.

Ariana suddenly had an impulse, she hugged the male zombie, and said eagerly, "Who are you?" Where are you from? Why are you so peculiar? Tell me, tell me, who are you?! ”

The male zombie remained motionless for a long time, and suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and roared, letting out one hoarse roar after another, Ariana changed color in a strange way, and she heard the male zombie roaring three words in the chaotic roar, "Who am I?" "Who am I?"

Ancient sages and heroes, I don't know how many people, once asked the sky, "Who am I", and today, a zombie also raised such a question. (To be continued......)