"He Yue, damn it, stop shouting!" A familiar female voice was angry and angry.

Mu Baiyi got up and stood by the window to look outside.

There are still a few people who are quite familiar, He Yue, Du Xiaoshan, Zhang Wenbao and Lu Qi, followed by dark green rattans with thick arms and strong arms.

Mu Bai's eyes flashed slightly, the six-petal giant neon flower could extend out in a large area so quickly?

"Ahh He Yue was already frail, and he was already exhausted in the process of running away for a long time.

One slipped on his foot and fell to the ground.

"Xiaoshan, save me!" Frightened tears flowed, and Du Xiaoshan ran in front for help.

The rattan behind her was already coming straight towards her, Du Xiaoshan turned her head to look at it, and cursed. turned around and dragged He Yue up with one hand, and conjured up a green blade with the other, cutting the rattan in one fell swoop.

Mu Baiyi tilted his head suspiciously, his brain tried to recall the memories before awakening, according to the knowledge of human physiology and the understanding of body structure, Du Xiaoshan's behavior was obviously an abnormal change in the human body.

She suddenly became interested, and opened the window with a slurp.

A few people heard the voice and looked this way.

"Mu Baiyou!" Their faces were astonished.

"Come up!" Mu Baiyi pointed in the direction of the gate, and then looked at the source of the rattan.

That...... It should be a zombie! At least in its physical features, it bears a strong resemblance to a zombie.

The corrupted body, the naked/exposed rotten flesh, apart from calling it a zombie, Mu Bai couldn't think of any other name.

"Evolved zombies?" She remembered that Shen Hanfei had mentioned it inadvertently.

But the dark green rattan sticking out from under its flesh made her a little unsure.

Once the others were inside, she ordered the white bear to go down and fight the rattan zombie.

Why don't you call the bunny?

The little rabbit has not yet stepped into the level of a puppet, and all its actions still need to be operated by her own hands, and it is very troublesome to send it out.

Ignoring the little rabbit's complaining expression, he carried it downstairs.

"Why are you here?" Before Mu Baiyi could speak, Du Xiaoshan looked at the empty room and asked strangely.

"This is my home, I'm not here, where should I be?" She asked rhetorically.

"You're the only one?"

Mu Bai nodded.

Zhang Wenbao and Lu Qi were staring vigilantly outside the door when they found a white bear doll popping out of nowhere and resisting the rattan zombie's chase for them.

"What's that?" Lu Qi pointed outside in surprise.

"My toys!" Mu Baiyi walked slowly in front of them with the little rabbit in his arms, ignoring their stunned expressions.

"She's hurt?" She looked at the scar on He Yue's calf thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, she won't get infected!" Du Xiaoshan hurriedly spoke.

She and He Yue are sisters in a small group, and their relationship is better than others, and she has been taking care of the cowardly He Yue along the way.

"Why?"

Mu Baiyi is naturally not worried that she will be infected and become a zombie, but Shen Hanfei said that those who are scratched by zombies will be infected and become zombies, why wouldn't they?

They have more or less traces of being scratched, and obviously the time is not short, but not only do they not have traces of zombieization, but they may also have some tendency to mutate.

She was a little curious.

"Because we activated the ability!" Zhang Wenbao answered with some excitement and showed her his new abilities with great interest.

Raising his arm, the flesh-colored arm began to green, not only becoming thick, but also growing sharp thorns that burst through the sleeves.

Mu Bai blinked in a daze, watching his arm instantly transform into a green mallet covered with sharp thorns.

This one...... It feels a little familiar! It's still ...... Ugly.

Her expression greatly pleased Zhang Wenbao, and he proudly raised his head to accept the baptism of her 'adoring' eyes.

Every teenager has a heroic dream.