Lu Yan pulled Mu Tang to walk in front with a black face, and Qi Yang followed behind with a smile all the way.

After taking two steps, Lu Yan suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Qi Yang:

"A third-order zombie crystal."

Qi Yang was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and then pretended not to understand, and asked with a confused face:

"What do you mean?"

Lu Yan knew at a glance that he was pretending to be stupid, took a deep breath, and simply made his words clear:

"A third-order zombie crystal, you are not allowed to tell Qin Zhen about today's incident."

"Oh......"

Qi Yang pretended to respond with a sudden realization, and then his face changed in a second, and he shook his head solemnly:

"Nope."

Lu Yan's forehead jumped, and for the first time, he found that this person was difficult, and then added a fixed price:

"Two."

"Hmmm......"

Qi Yang groaned hesitantly, and didn't say whether he agreed or disagreed, and waited until Lu Yan's face changed, and then he chuckled and shook his head:

"The image of Chief Lu is not as cheap as you think, you should be more confident in yourself. After all, if it was Qin Zhen, he might be willing to pay more to know about it. ”

Lu Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing in his heart that there was no exaggeration in his words, Qin Zhen could really do such a thing.

Lu Yan couldn't help but curse in his heart:

"Qin Zhen, I really thank you."

In fact, it doesn't matter if Qin Zhen knows it or not, when he first joined the army, he did a lot more embarrassing things in front of Qin Zhen than now.

It's strange that Qin Zhen is like a horn on his mouth, today he just knows, tomorrow the entire base will know!

Qi Yang has also been with Qin Zhen for a long time, so he naturally knows that Qin Zhen has a big problem, and now he is looking at Lu Yan all the time.

Mu Tang poked his head out from behind Lu Yan and looked at Qi Yang with a surprised face:

Qi Yang didn't go to the tough guy today, but the black wind?

It was that honest and cold face with what he just said, which really became hateful in Lu Yan's eyes.

Qi Yang actually didn't want to get a fortune from Lu Yan, it was just rare to see Lu Yan being controlled by others, and he couldn't help but want to take a second look.

Lu Yan took a deep breath and added another price:

"Three."

Qi Yang didn't answer, with an unmoved smile on his face, he stood in place.

While the two were staring at each other in a stalemate, Mu Tang suddenly pulled Lu Yan's sleeve, pointed in a direction not far away, and asked curiously:

"Lu Yan, look, what are they doing?"

Lu Yan looked in the direction she was pointing and narrowed her eyes.

Not far away, in a slightly empty place, a group of people fell to their knees reverently, and the leader straightened his waist and held a tray high.

What was held on the tray was a bright yellow transparent lens, perhaps it should be called another name - second-order zombie crystal.

If you look closely, the other people who fell to the ground are holding the same thing tightly in their hands, which is the transparent crystal of a first-order zombie.

They all closed their eyes and prayed silently.

The man at the head suddenly shouted loudly:

"Visit—"

The people behind him hurriedly arched their backs in unison and bowed deeply.

Qi Yang took two steps forward and walked to Lu Yan's side, his voice a little tired and helpless:

"It's going to start again."

Lu Yan tilted his head and motioned for him to continue.

Qi Yang didn't have a good airway:

"I don't know when it began, there were rumors among these survivors that the world made a choice between humans, and those who became zombies and had special abilities were those who were chosen, and those who stayed were abandoned."

"So they began to bow down to the crystals of the zombies, trying to get the curtain and free themselves from this weak body."

Mu Tang was a little surprised:

"But isn't it because of the virus that I became a zombie?"

Qi Yang smiled bitterly and spread his hands:

"That being said, but what about the Adept? So far, no one has been able to explain these things rationally using scientific principles or pathological principles, right? ”

This time Mu Tang also made a difficulty, it is true, no one can explain how the ability is generated, no wonder some people began to believe in ghosts.

Lu Yan carefully observed the people who worshipped.

Most of them are middle-aged and elderly, and some are young and easy to be restrained, but there are very few young people.

There are also occasional other survivors passing by.

There are doubts, ridicule, indifference, and numbness on the faces of these people, and it can be seen that there are still people who do not believe it.

But in just a few minutes of what they saw, Lu Yan had already noticed that two people had also fallen to their knees after hesitating.

"What's the difference between this and the pre-apocalyptic fraud syndicates that used superstition?" Lu Yan asked directly.

Aren't they all the same choice of middle-aged and elderly people as an audience, and then convey some non-existent things to achieve their own selfish interests?

Qi Yang smiled bitterly:

"It's no difference, but for those who are psychologically fragile, they need such sustenance, so the base has been in a state of turning a blind eye."

Lu Yan's brows furrowed more and more:

"You're thinking a little simple, if you continue like this, something will go wrong sooner or later."

He found that the base was becoming more and more problematic, like a termite nest that had been built into an empty river embankment, and the moment the waves actually rolled in, the entire embankment would collapse.

Qi Yang shook his head:

"Of course we know, so as soon as we find a few people with extreme ideas, we will arrest them......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the leader of the group of worshippers not far away suddenly shouted:

"The world has finally made a choice, we are all outcasts, and we can only be liberated by praying to the chosen ones for assimilation!"

The people behind looked up and looked at the shouting man with trust on their faces, and none of them showed suspicion in their eyes.

Qi Yang's eyebrows jumped, and he said irritably:

"Another one."

Then beckoned two warriors and pointed to the man on the stage:

"Go ahead, grab that guy and isolate him, and sober him up!"

The warrior nodded and walked over, but it was too late, and the man held the crystal of the second-order zombie and shouted:

"The human shell is fragile, it has long been abandoned by the world, we should boldly pursue eternal life!" It is to assimilate the zombies themselves, and this body of grass and trees will become indestructible, and we will have nothing to fear when the time comes!! ”

As soon as the words fell, the kneeling worshippers straightened up one by one, and followed the person to raise their arms and revel!

It's just that before the man jumped twice, he was thrown to the ground by a fierce over-the-shoulder strapping by the warrior who had quietly walked behind him, and then skillfully locked him with handcuffs, and then dragged him away.

As he walked, the man turned back and shouted unwillingly:

"Assimilate! Humanity can only go on the path of assimilation!! ”

……

Qi Yang waved his hand with a headache:

"These people are like weeds, they can't catch them cleanly, and after a few days, the other comes out."

Of course, Lu Yan knows the reason:

In the face of mistakes and failures, many people will subconsciously find reasons and shift the responsibility to anyone or anything who can shirk.

For example, now, I resent my weakness, but I never admit that I am weak, but use this resentment to complain about others.

Constantly making excuses for themselves, such as:

"It's not that I'm too weak, it's that God didn't choose me" and so on.

Over time, those who want to be chosen by the "heavens" appear.

Lu Yan looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then retracted his gaze and said indifferently:

"Let's go."