"Having lost nearly a thousand secondary infections and obtained the information of a first-order ability, this transaction is not a loss......

The man standing on the roof of the bungalow muttered, his tone devoid of any emotion, but it was still evident from his slightly trembling body that the man was trying to calm his inner turmoil by means of self-comfort.

In addition to having a pair of purple eyes, the appearance of the beginner-level general-level zombie is no different from that of ordinary people, although there is no extraordinary strength and exaggerated speed, but the general-level has a special ability.

That is to use mental power to manipulate other zombies.

However, this control is only temporary, and in order to establish a control relationship with the target zombie permanently, it is necessary to inject the black liquid unique to the general-level zombie into its eyebrows.

This step is called "approval".

And the car-level zombie standing behind the man is obviously a mutant zombie that he has recognized.

"Now there is only one second-order car-level zombie left around, I have to find a way to replenish it quickly......"

Although the man was only an E-class experimenter in the T-Cell, and had also been reduced to a test subject for a secondary virus, the goddess of fate seemed to favor him in another way.

That is to become a general-level zombie and control another way of survival.

"It's a good thing there isn't any other around, if one or two more gray areas appear, I'll have to change places again......"

After closing his eyes and feeling it, the man whispered.

In fact, he is only a general-level zombie who has just transformed into a complete body not long ago, and it is already a lot of luck to be able to recognize a car-level zombie and a horse-level zombie.

Although he has more information than ordinary people, as an E-class member of the organization, his understanding of the changes in this world is limited to being able to call out the names of those mutated zombies, as well as the ability to understand them in general.

But fortunately, after he transformed into a complete body, with the guidance of instinct, he was able to accomplish some things that were beneficial to him in a planned way.

When people are hungry, they need to eat whole grains, so when zombies are hungry, they need to eat flesh and blood.

Just as the man was planning his next step in his heart, three black figures of different heights appeared on the road a kilometer away from him.

The three black shadows were none other than the driver who had been driving the bus far behind the large army.

Compared with the narrow perception range of the man on the roof of the bungalow, the perception range of the bus driver is significantly stronger.

"Really, the red and orange dots of light haven't moved, and there are no gray areas around, so it's a great opportunity, let's go a little faster......"

The driver seemed to be in a good mood, as if he was talking to himself to a monster behind him.

At the same time, his feet paused, and his body fell backwards violently.

This is like a flat fall operation that did not hurt the driver at all, because the moment he lost his center of gravity, the giant man behind him had already stretched out his big hand and gently hugged the driver.

The adult's body was as light as a feather in the giant man's arms, and after a while, the driver rode on the giant man's neck, hugged the other party's smooth head with both hands, and sat on it steadily.

Although such a scene looks like a child riding on the neck of an adult, in this terrifying scene of the night, I am afraid that no one dares to laugh out loud.

"Really, I'm going to use this shameful way of rushing again, but it's okay, anyway, if you see someone who has passed, just eat them all......"

The driver's purple pupils narrowed into two crescents, and a few wrinkles were added to his not young face.

After feeling that the driver had sat down, the giant man immediately accelerated and strode forward.

His running width

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The degree is very large, almost a step is a span of four or five meters, but the driver sitting on his neck does not have any discomfort, but his body keeps shaking with the other party's running.

The monster with the bone shield was no longer guarded, and squeaked a few times in its mouth, and accelerated after it with a strange posture.

Although he couldn't catch up with the figure of the giant man running wildly, he didn't have much distance.

It didn't take long for the giant man to enter the low residential area with the driver, and there was obviously no light around him, but the giant man seemed to have a navigation map and could clearly understand how to go on the road.

The driver riding on the neck of the giant man had closed his eyes at this time, and the dark alley turned into a translucent gray model in the driver's mind, delicately and accurately outlining every detail.

However, unlike usual, there is not even a single white point of light in these alleys, only in the direction they are heading, there are still two points of light, one red and one orange.

"Really, where have all those white points of light gone, is it a ......"

A trace of vigilance flashed on the driver's face, and the giant man under him immediately stopped moving forward, standing in place in a daze, like a machine waiting for instructions.

In the driver's mental perception, the white light point belongs to the ordinary zombies that can be seen everywhere, that is, the secondary infected body.

In the last days after the outbreak of the virus, this kind of secondary infection is everywhere, and although the distribution is sparsely different, it is impossible for a region to not even have a single secondary infection.

Now that this situation has appeared, it can only mean that there are beings like him in this area who can control zombies.

Or the presence that can devour zombies.

However, in the driver's perception just now, there is no gray area, which proves that there are no other mutated creatures in this area.

Then there is only one result left.

Among the orange and red dots in front of you, there is at least one being that can control zombies.

"Really, it looks like I've met the same kind, I'm so entangled, do you want to go up and say hello......"

The driver fell into deep thought.

In fact, he originally thought that the red and orange dots of light were just ordinary mutant zombies, and he couldn't control them at first, but he only thought that something was wrong, so he went to check.

But what he didn't expect was that judging from the situation in front of him, there was the same existence as him in the two pure viruses, which made the driver a little worried.

If both of them are similar to him, then the driver doesn't have to worry about anything at all, after all, a mutated zombie like him has nothing to do except manipulate other zombies to guard and attack.

Even in ferocity, it is not as virulent as the weakest secondary infected.

But if there is only one second-order pure virion that is similar to him and is of orange rank, then his situation is somewhat dangerous.

It is very likely that the opponent will control the powerful mutant zombies and attack him.

"Really, how did I forget you, you are also a serious orange point of light, if you really can't beat it, isn't it easy to run......"

The driver slapped the giant man's smooth head and made a crisp snap.

The giant man still looked like a robot standing in place, without any reaction.

The bone shield monster with two pairs of shank eyes also caught up with the two at this moment, and the tubular mouthparts were slightly retracted, as if echoing the driver's self-talk.

"Yes, and you, protect me when the time comes......"

……

The wind blew gently at night, and by this time it was past midnight, and the temperature of the air had dropped quite a bit.

It's almost June, but the wind is still blowing at midnight

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It's going to give you a little chill.

However, the man standing on the top of the square did not seem to care about this, and after a long period of contemplation, the man seemed to have made up his mind and raised his head.

When he was pondering just now, the power-type zombie behind him seemed to be a little restless, but at that time, the man's attention was focused on the problem, so he was not distracted to investigate.

"It's time to go......"

Before he could make any movements, a black shadow enveloped his body, blocking the faint moonlight.

"Really, really, really! I've been worried for a long time, so you're not an orange dot, he......"

An unfamiliar voice rang out from the corner, with a slight burst of excited laughter......

The man's purple pupils shrank suddenly, wanting to control the car-level zombie behind him to do something, but he soon found that the incomparable second-order car class seemed to be firmly restrained by the huge force.

"Oh, it's all orange dots of light, and it's all this kind of big guy, you say they wrestle their wrists, who can win? I'm looking forward to it......"

In the corner of the roof, a man in overalls slowly walked out, he looked to be about forty years old, his overalls were dirty, but the collar and cuffs were unusually neat, obviously the result of frequent tidying.

The black shadow that enveloped the man came from the bone shield monster with two pairs of handles, and it was standing quietly behind the man at this time, staring at the man in front of him with four small eyes.

"You...... I ......"

The afterglow quickly swept by, and the man sadly found that there was a sturdy power-type zombie not far from his standing, which was wrestling with the power-type zombie he controlled at this time, although it could not win, but it was obviously not easy to lose.

The man in the thin shirt opened his mouth and spat out only two staccato words, unable to utter even a complete sentence.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that his fate was like the shirt he was wearing, thin and helpless.

"Really, if you have anything to say, you can say it, everyone is the same kind, what is there to scruple about? You're right? ”

The driver paced unhurriedly and stood still in front of the man in the shirt.

The head was playfully tilted to the side, and a pair of purple eyes stared at the man in front of him with interest.

"Let me go, please......"

The shirt-clad man's body trembled violently, he didn't get the slightest sense of security from the driver's series of movements, on the contrary, the death oppression that almost condensed into substance made him almost breathless.

"Really, why are you so spineless......"

The driver's head returned to its normal position, and the expression on his face was full of disappointment.

"We're the same kind, how could I hurt you, right?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the man in the shirt, looking like everyone was their own and there was no need to be so afraid.

"How much do you know about the army in front of you, tell me."

The driver's gaze took his eyes off the shirt-clad man's face and cast him farther away, where the gunfire had gradually subsided, and the occasional flash of light could barely reflect the silhouette of the convoy.

After a moment of silence, the man in the shirt replied hesitantly.

"As far as I know, the army is equipped with complete weapons and equipment, and its combat effectiveness is not low......"

Before the shirt man could finish speaking, the driver interrupted him impatiently.

"Really, you're not sincere, fooling me with some information that can be seen on the surface? After all, I'm a stranger to you, let's get to know each other, and when we get acquainted, you won't be so restrained......"

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