Cesar sold the milk.

Or rather, Cesar tied the key around his neck in front of the milk. As a servant, Milk can only swallow her anger and honestly accept the oppression of Cesar.

Now that the two went their separate ways, the milk with the key became the main target, and Cesar was able to escape.

This forest, a two-hour drive from Whitehall City, is neither near nor far, and it is a deep forest, but it is not inaccessible. Through the exploration of the demon flies, Cesar found three modern jungle tribes, no, they should be called country towns!

They are a modern orc village with a population of about 600 and every household has two or three stories of small western-style buildings, a wood elf township with a population of nearly 1,000 living in a large tree house community, and a goblin tent camp with a population of more than 2,000 but the most difficult living conditions.

A few years ago, Whitehall suddenly sprung up as a kind of excursion called 'farmhouse', and the forest tribes on the outskirts of Whitehall responded in response. Among them, the patriarch of the Orc Golden Tooth tribe, the very courageous Balkan Golden Tooth village chief, had the foresight to borrow 5 million from the bank and built the 'Big Golden Tooth' entertainment and leisure resort with one-stop service of eating, drinking, piao, gambling and smoking in the depths of the forest.

Seeing that the Balkan patriarch made a fortune, the clever wood elves began to follow suit, took out a loan of two million, took local materials, used trees and vines as raw materials, built a large number of beautiful pure natural elf tree houses, and played the slogan of "rejecting the nouveau riche, enjoying the aristocratic life", and relying on the fruits of longevity and longevity, the famous vegetarian fast, the longevity and weight loss poop tea, and the pure natural aphrodisiac wild ginseng. and the orc resort, which is full of pornography, gambling and drugs, played a tie.

It was an era of gunpowder, and these two neighbors were going back and forth, and they were having a lot of fun. Today I will put laxatives on your well water, and tomorrow you will put poison into my pigsty, in order to compete for customer resources. In the end, the high-tech Wood Elf clan introduced a group of people from the underworld who were hot and hot, tender and able to pinch out water, bold and bold. Legend has it that she is a Zall girl who can control ten men at night. And opened a primitive ecological mandarin duck bath project, and finally crushed the orc village with the gimmick of 'ten yuan to punch, vomit blood and don't need money', and entered the golden age.

A few years later. The city hall city has noticed that there are too many illegal small spots in the surrounding forest. The main reason is that the local tribal leaders are blind. The adults were unhappy when they were not active, so they began to crack down on it. The re-bidding, the establishment of a large-scale scenic spot in the west of Whitehall, the import of a number of high-quality, safe and hygienic Dongzhou fox demon girls, the benefit of the general public, and at the same time forced the orcs and elf tribes to death.

Later, a small coal mine was found in the nearby forest, and a certain coal owner fooled his fellow villagers into mining here. Slowly, this place was forgotten, and the young and middle-aged orcs and elves all went to the city to work, leaving only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people waiting to die, and the oppressed and increasingly numb foreign coal mining army.

After sorting out this information, Cesar set his sights on the orc countryside. Compared to the elves and goblins with a large population, the orcs are a step higher. The better the foundation, the greater the chance of mutation after being infected by the virus!

When Cesar teamed up with Milk to provoke the mecha and create a chance for Dorothy to escape, another group of demon flies carrying a large number of demonized B viruses also flew towards the orc village under his control.

No one was puzzled by the sudden appearance of the little flying insects. This is a forest, no matter how many kinds of flying insects appear, it's normal! Not to mention that this thing is the most ordinary 'bee', but the color is a little weird, what's the fuss?

In this way, the magic flies, which were ignored by the orcs, flew into the kitchens of every house, spreading the virus and burrowing into their food. Only the big swaggering orcs don't care about these little things, what? There is an extra bee in the bowl, and you want to pick it out? Little beast! You dare! Is it easy for your father to work hard to raise money to support you? Our Golden Tooth Village has declined, and we haven't seen meat for a long time, and you dare to spit it out to me when you finally come across a piece of meat? See that the old lady doesn't break your dog's legs!

As a result, every family was plunged into a sea of joy. I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today? Could it be that the nearby coyote god has met a happy event? Actually bees descended from the sky to add food to everyone, each of them the size of a fingernail, which is really memorable.

After lunch, Cesar also came to the outskirts of Golden Tooth Village, taking blood nectar to repair his injuries while waiting quietly. The orc village is definitely the right choice, if it is changed to an elven town, who will eat flies? Who dares to eat flies? As for the low-level goblin camp that even dares to eat poop, what is the use of asking for this group of goods? Even if it becomes a zombie, it is just a group of waste wood from the scum.

It didn't take long, about half an hour, and there was a heart-wrenching howl from inside the Golden Tooth Village, followed by all kinds of cries, screams, roars, and roars...... It's all passed on.

Those viruses are already working!

Drawing a triangle with a ring on his chest, Cesar muttered, "May the Church of Damnation bless you!" and sped forward, rushing towards the village.

Unlike any previous demonic transformation, this time, he completely gave up on controlling the virus. The virus that has lost its shackles will promote the evolution and mutation of the host at a terrifying rate, this process is uncontrollable and full of accidents, and any kind of anti-natural freak can be created.

Entering the interior of the village, many orcs have gathered together to unite to resist the attack of the zombie orcs. Seeing Cesar, the surviving orcs shouted to him to come in and take refuge. Then, their eyes widened suddenly, and they looked at Cesar in horror.

Although they lost control of the virus, these newborn zombies could still feel the breath of the virus essence in Cesar's body. He grinned at the boy and snarled a few times, then stepped back to make way. If these zombies are the lowest-level self-detonating insects, then Cesar is the mother of a zombie.

Look! I can give birth to monkeys without the Mother Monkey Ring!

Feeling the connection between these zombies, Cesar sighed. The price of super infection and super evolution is that it is completely out of control. If he does his best. You can go crazy and do a mini-Resident Evil, but those zombies won't follow his orders. If these zombies go into a state of starvation, who will still recognize him as a mother?

"Roar! roar ......!"

Yelling at the zombies around him, Xisatong guò fluctuated mentally, barely expressing that this group of guys was not tasty, and there was a delicious message over there. The zombie orcs who were in the midst of super-speed evolution hesitated for a moment, drooling and running in the direction of the elven town. Along the way, they scratched and bit quite a few animals. The more the zombie virus is infected, the more it is. The number of zombies increased at a touching rate, and Cesar shed tears of relief. The fourth talent, not garbage!

"Who are you? Did you do this? Why did you do this?" the surviving orcs glared at Cesar. Asked.

"I'm sorry. I'm in a hurry~!" Cesar raised his hand. A shot hit the leader in the knee with the farming implement, causing him to kneel.

"Brothers, come on!"

"Viruses. Erupt!" The scales of his whole body grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, Cesar changed into a half-demon with a snake-tailed body, the sterling silver scales were covered with black patterns, and there was no trace of the devil except for the pair of unusually conspicuous horns on the top of his head.

"Kill him, there must be an antidote to him!For the sake of his father, old folks, kill!" shouted the orc who had been shot in the knee, and the other orc farmers turned red and went into a state of madness.

Eliminate those old uncles and aunts, as well as underage orcs, and the rest are all the prime of life who have returned from the city! The preliminaries of Whitehall are about to begin, and the construction teams in the city have stopped working, and these brick-moving workers have nowhere to go, so they can only go home for a vacation, and by the way, they hunt to subsidize their families, and they catch up with the Great Demon King of Cesara to release the undead natural disaster, and they are fortunate to become a dead runner in the magical Resident Evil.

"Very good, very good, the survivors are really the best! All of them are very energetic! Now let me see if the infection that specifies the direction of evolution can bring a greater surprise?!" exclaimed Cesar excitedly, and then his five fingers popped out of his sharp nails, and drops of virus flowed from his fingertips.

As the fourth talent, Cesar can arbitrarily adjust the structure of the demonic virus and specify the evolution direction of the zombies. Even add ingredients to make the infected body ascend from the most ordinary zombie to the sky in one step, and become a demonized zombie with special powers. If the raw materials are strong enough, they can also make high-end goods like the three brothers who escaped from prison.

Western Sahara, who is completely liberal, has no scruples, and since he wants to make a big fuss, he has to play a big one. While killing the orcs, he used the forbidden transformation plan hidden in the deepest part of his heart on them in turn.

After an hour and a half of labor, Cesar was so exhausted that he lay on the ground with his tongue sticking out like a dog, wheezing frantically. Behind him was a group of monsters that couldn't distinguish their original faces, and their bodies were bubbling with a black aura. The monsters were crouching beside Cesar, honestly gnawing at the corpses on the ground.

The corpse is a ghost kindly provided by the gnome mage of Pop City. After that encounter, Cesar killed the gnomes and stored the broken undead in the raw material vault. Just now, Cesar assembled the broken undead and brought them out of the real room, then disassembled, put the semi-finished heart engine and various strengthening materials into the zombies, and re-injected the purest B virus, set evolutionary specialties, and created a batch of the strongest zombies of the first generation (children's version)!

The demonic virus of Western Sahara contains some of the characteristics of the blood blood virus. If he is compared to the ancestor, then these zombies are the first generation of zombie princes that he personally embraced. Unlike the blood clan, the virus in Xisara is abundant and cheap, and you can embrace it as much as you want, the gold content of the prince is very low, and the www.biquge.info of the Biqu Pavilion is zero, and it is up to you to evolve. ...... In addition, the low level of this group of garbage is not comparable to that of high-level species, and it lacks the replenishment of food and supernatural strength, so it can only be regarded as garbage among the zombie princes. But give them enough time to evolve and don't kill them in advance, this bunch of garbage can still go against the sky.

"Now, go in this direction and fight and prey to your heart's content!" said Cesar, pointing in the direction of the legion, to the generation of zombies behind him.

“......”

There was silence...... The zombies who broke away from Xiza's control did not bird him at all, but seriously dealt with those undead corpses with strong death energy.

"Cut, don't leave you alone, I'll go play over there. Cesar said in a stumbling voice, and walked towards the interior of the village.

Walking in the sea of zombies, I saw all kinds of second-generation zombies and third-generation zombies retreating to make way for themselves. Cesar had a sense of accomplishment in Moses' division of the sea!

Good boys, they are all my good boys! Unfortunately, they don't listen to me.

At this time, the zombies have no worries about food. Cesar can use his identity as a 'mother' to run rampant, and even make a provocative move such as bouncing Little Tintin. But when they evolve again, or go into a state of starvation, their mother will be ruthlessly torn apart.

"It has been infected for almost three generations, and the most has reached five generations......" Standing on the roof of a small two-story building, Cesar carefully observed the zombie army below, the zombie orcs, the zombie elves of the next town, the zombie earth dogs, the zombie goblin miners, the zombie goats, the zombie cats and mice, and a large number of zombie sparrows standing on the clothesline...... In short, the forest is good, all kinds of animals are endless, and the zombie army is getting fuller and fuller.

The virus he made cannot be infected indefinitely. As the number of infections increases. The effect of the zombie mutation will get worse and worse. If the first generation of zombie princes has a bright future, then three to five generations have a chance to evolve to the suffering level, five to eight generations. You can be a licker. Eight to ten generations. You can surpass ordinary humans and become a super zombie, and then go back until the fifteenth generation. It's all slow-moving zombies...... After more than 12 generations, the effect of the virus is greatly weakened, except for the patients with the worst immunity, it is as easy to deal with as a viral flu, and it can be carried by taking some antibiotics.

"One infects four, and then infects four......" Cesar pulled out a piece of paper and began to calculate the maximum number of infections in the zombie army. He was thrilled by the huge numbers, this is the rhythm of the car turning over the universe, right?!

"Are you dreaming? These idiots have started to kill each other, how can they turn over more and more. You're ideal! It's a miracle to be able to reach 10,000!" Camilla struck.

"If there aren't enough of them, they won't cause a stir, and I won't be able to get out. Cesar shook his head. The current momentum is very good, there are zombies everywhere in the village, but this is the golden age of zombie infection, and after a while, high-level zombies will not look down on ordinary prey, and low-level zombies have no ability to infect. Rely on yourself to continue to create viruses, but you can't exhaust yourself and die?

"I have an idea. Camilla jumped into Cesar's arms and said, "Let's build a batch of zombie birds and drive them into Whitehall City." Birds are highly mobile, difficult to catch and kill, and the city is full of ordinary people, and if you let go of the virus and let them spread wildly, it will soon flood. At that time, the mecha army is too busy to deal with it, and it won't take care of us. ”

"That's what you mean! Camilla, you're so sweet, come, kiss one!" Cesar picked up Camilla and kissed her fiercely.

"Let it go, you slut who won't even let go of a cat!" Camilla scolded, scolding shyly.

"Hehe, there are so many choices, why do you think I chose you as a resonant?

"Humph!" Camilla proudly burrowed into Cesar's ear studs and never came out.

"You, come here, go out with the bottle of the original solution, continue to infect new animals, and choose as many powerful beasts as possible!" Infusing blood into a bottle of green culture liquid, Cesar commanded to the zombies beside him.

This zombie is the only zombie that has not been relieved of permission and is controlled by Cesar. Because the virus in the body is controlled, the evolution speed of this zombie orc uncle is extremely slow, except for the doubling of the body, there is no other welfare, and even the weakest zombie earth dog king can't beat it. But fortunately, everyone has the same breath, and no one discriminates against him.

In just a few hours, Cesar created an army of zombies that could not be controlled. If he is given another day, he can make this forest flooded with zombies, and the highest-end zombies can also have the power to fight against ordinary abilities.

But it was too late, and the milk in the distance kept coming with urgent messages. In desperation, Cesar once again spawned a batch of virus-carrying magic fly larvae, infecting and parasitizing a large number of birds, and driving them to fly towards Whitehall.

With the frantic use of these two talents, Cesar continued to innovate various small techniques, such as this new method of combining 'virus infection' and 'maggot parasitism'.

Jumping off the eaves, Cesar rode onto a group of zombie horses, and then moved his hands in unison. Ten fingers pierced into its skull, not only releasing a large number of viruses to stimulate its potential, but also planting several maggots, and seizing control of its body through guò soul parasitism.

Taking a tired breath, Cesar took out several bottles of blood nectar and poured them down, then took control of his body, emitting a unique smell, and then took the lead and rushed in the direction of the legion. When the zombie army in the rear smelled this smell, they instantly boiled and went crazy, chasing Cesar.

The earth began to shake, and all kinds of zombie creatures rushed through the forest, killing and devouring frantically everywhere they went. The wounded creatures didn't last long before they turned into new zombies and joined the army. Every minute and every second, the zombie army is increasing at an incredible rate. Fortunately, the infection effect of the virus has a decreasing trend, and if the T virus with the umbrella can generally evolve itself, then Cesar will have a chance to win the title of King Meow. (To be continued......)

PS: It's the last day, for the sake of 4.8k, the recommended ticket and the monthly pass are handed over.