The gas spewed out by the zombie as it snorted and blew on Corion's face, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Corleone felt a trace of warmth.

"Delusion!" Corleone immediately put this idea to his mind, knowing that zombies do not breathe, have no body heat, and only generate air currents when they chirp, but do not blow hot air.

"And here!"

Terry picked up a stick out of nowhere, put it under the zombie's neck, twisted it, and withdrew the stick, and the section of the stick that came into contact with the zombie was stained with brown liquid.

Colion looked at it, the zombie from the neck to the chest, as well as the forearm, were covered with blister-like bumps, the color was dim, very inconspicuous, just now the wooden stick pierced a pimple, oozing brown secretions.

"What is this?" Corion sniffed at the liquid that had ooped from the pimple's puncture, and it was a fishy smell.

"Never seen before. Terry shook his head: "Listen to them, this zombie is hiding in a trap to avoid the light, hearing the three of them approaching, they jumped out of the hiding place against the sun, they were startled, Bo Jin was pounced, and the zombie bit him on the neck, tearing off a piece of flesh." ”

Bojin is the name of the wounded, who was only selected for the Hand of Light last month and is not very experienced.

"And this zombie is extremely powerful and agile, if it weren't for its lack of reason, it wouldn't have been able to pounce on Bo Jin, and he wouldn't have escaped yet, and the other two would not have been able to subdue it. Terry told Corleone everything he knew.

"Haven't you seen anything like this before?" asked Corleone.

"From the darkness to the present, we have never seen it, and we have never seen thousands of zombies caught by the Hand of Light. ”

"Is it a mutation?" Corleone muttered to himself.

The two talked for a while.

"The Sage must be told!" said Terry.

"The Holy One has been meditating for three days, and the Children of Dawn are standing there, and we cannot offend. Corleone shook his head, and between his words, he was respectful.

After Ke Mingde arranged the framework of the refuge, he stopped dealing with these people, and lived in seclusion, either sacrificing talismans or meditating.

His desireless appearance made the survivors admire him even more, not greedy for enjoyment, not pursuing fame, not what a saint is!

"This matter must be told to the Sage, if it is a mutation, it is better to say, if as I guessed, the zombies are evolving and becoming stronger, it will be the real end of mankind!"

Crying was heard in the distance, including women and dolls, and it was the wife of the injured who heard the news.

"He's a warrior, he can't die in vain!" said Corleone, "I'll go and tell the Dawn Son, come with me!"

The two came to the small building where Ke Mingde retreated and practiced, and Thor was playing on the first floor.

"Dawn Child! there's something like this happening out there......"

Corleone said.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the principles of nature are all created by God the Father, and cannot be forced, and besides, the Holy One is in retreat, so he cannot go out at this time. Thor is biting on a newly planted bamboo shoot, which has been very leisurely lately, but unfortunately all the electronic devices are damaged, and he can't read the multimedia information downloaded in advance, let alone play all kinds of games.

"We suspect that zombies may have mutated or evolved to become more powerful, and humanity has reached a moment of existential crisis......"

"Whew, you really need to pay attention to such words!" Thor said, putting down the bamboo shoots and stepping off the sofa, "But the boss is in retreat, you wait for him to come out." ”

Thor thought for a moment, and in his opinion, nothing was more important than Komingde.

"But......" Terry tried to say more, but was stopped by Corleone.

"Please also remember to tell the Sage, Child of Dawn!"

Corleone was pulling Terry to leave when he suddenly heard someone talking.

"Thor, let them come up!"

The voice seemed to come from the clouds, and it seemed to be in the ears.

True Qi has been integrated into all aspects of Ke Mingde's life, and if you say a word at will, you can use True Qi skills without deliberately.

"Boss, did you break through?" Thor was very excited, and bounced up the stairs with a few steps, like a meat ball.

It was conditioned on Earth in various ways, and changed its name to "Boss".

The two of Corion glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

"No, maybe this world is only suitable for sacrificial talismans!"

Ke Mingde sighed, flicked his robe, and stood up from the spirit carpet.

He now likes this kind of wide-robed and large-sleeved clothing more and more, at first he practiced martial arts, he always felt that this kind of clothes was cumbersome and hindering, but now he has learned something, every inch of cloth can be used as a weapon, can attack and defend, and it is very convenient.

What's more, this white robe is woven from Jiuxuan silk, which has a tough texture and is not stained.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the knowledge to refine the sacrificial robe, so he can only use his true qi to slightly warm the silk robe, and he can't refine it into a talisman.

"Sage-sama!"

The two of Corion hurriedly saluted, only to see that Ke Mingde had not eaten for a few days and had stayed at home, but he still looked personable, like a god descending from heaven, but there was a touch of gloom between his eyebrows, so that the two did not dare to look directly and lowered their heads solemnly.

"You say there's a zombie that's mutated, tell me more!"

A few days ago, Ke Mingde suddenly felt that there were signs of a breakthrough, but unfortunately he was distraught after a few days of retreat, in vain, and when he heard that the two of Corion had something to report, he immediately became interested.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, you take me to see!"

Ke Mingde commanded.

Walking to the chapel, the crowd had dispersed, survival in the last days was difficult enough, the heavy farm work was related to everyone's survival, and there was time to rest to practice the "Prayer of Light", and there was no leisure to watch these chores.

What's more, there are no more people who have died in the mouths of zombies, and survivors have long been commonplace.

"Let's go see the injured first!" Ke Mingde said, if he is in retreat, it will be fine, since he has met, it is a merit to treat him casually.

"The Holy One is merciful!" the crowd praised.

Ke Mingde came to the injured man's side, and with a hint technique, even the crying child stopped his voice, and everyone was amazed.

Uncovered the bandaged wound, the flesh and blood were blurred, and it had been sewn with threads, but unfortunately a piece of flesh was missing, so I could only apply medicinal powder to stop the bleeding, and there were not enough tools and professionals at the moment, so I couldn't operate.

Ke Mingde gave him a point to relieve the pain, and passed in a stream of Xuantian True Qi to restore his vitality, if the wound was not infected, this life would be saved.

"Remember to give him holy water every day. ”

After dealing with the wounded, Ke Mingde personally studied the captured anomalous zombies, and the results surprised him.

The limbs of the zombies he had seen before were like dried meat, and they were looser and inactive, but this mutant zombie was not, it contained a lot of water in its body, as evidenced by the lumps on the surface of the body that could squeeze out pus.

These tumors are large and small, mainly distributed in the chest, abdomen and back, as well as lower legs and lower arms, the big ones are the size of a dollar coin, mainly on the back, but the lower arms are only the size of mung beans. The tumors are about the same size and thickness, similar to the thickness of a coin.

The tumor on the forearm was even more porcelain, and the pus could no longer be squeezed out, and Ke Mingde took off a piece, and a thin layer of black skin was wrapped in a gray hard sheet, and the liquid was very small.

"It's like a fingernail...... Rare are the scales that are born?"

Ke Mingde was shocked. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?