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Zhang Xiaoqiang was very surprised by this zombie. It did not eagerly open its mouth to bite like its other companions. The zombies Zhang Xiaoqiang encountered had an extraordinary enthusiasm for food, regardless of whether it could move or not. Bite, even the zombie's head chopped off by Zhang Xiaoqiang was still trying to bite it just before death, like a snake, which fully explained the zombie's desire for food and its attitude towards food.
But this one is not doing its job properly, it didn't open its mouth, it just moved towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, following Zhang Xiaoqiang's footsteps approaching, it was always a zombie with a greedy expression, this time it didn't show its greed for food, its face was twitching, Zhang Xiaoqiang's sharp gaze On the zombie's face, there was actually a trace of frustration.
Zhang Xiaoqiang never imagined that this kind of expression would appear on the face of a zombie, which made him feel absurd, as if it was not a zombie, but an unlucky guy who looked like a zombie
When Zhang Xiaoqiang walked up to the zombie and observed carefully, he understood that he was not wrong, the zombie didn't respond to the food standing beside him at all, but as Zhang Xiaoqiang approached, the dark and thin muscles all over the zombie's body beat involuntarily. He keenly felt the fear of the zombies in front of him. The zombies were afraid. The zombies who had never known fear were actually afraid. They suppressed their desire for food, and their whole body convulsed from fear.
Looking at this zombie that has learned to be afraid, Zhang Xiaoqiang can't laugh or cry. There are at least hundreds of thousands of zombies who died directly or indirectly in his hands. Only zombies expressed fear to him, but the doctor who squatted in the laboratory every day messing around could actually make a zombie afraid. What level of perversion has the doctor reached? One thing to consider is that what the doctor has done to the zombies has exceeded the tolerance limit of the zombies.
Zombies are not afraid of Zhang Xiaoqiang, but the sound of footsteps wearing leather shoes. This kind of footsteps impresses him deeply. He thinks that the doctor who also wears leather shoes is walking around the test bench all day long, doing brutal experiments on him. The fear of footsteps had overwhelmed its natural sense of smell.
At this moment, the zombie trembled suddenly, trying to break free from the steel ring. It wasn't that it had figured out how to be a qualified zombie, but that two damn footsteps sounded at the same time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's footsteps were noticed by the doctor, and no one would dare to show up in his private area, which aroused his curiosity, and he came out with a lunch box, and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang who was circling around the operating table to observe the emotions of the zombies, and saw the big boss appear , even the most inexperienced doctor had to come out to accept the examination of the superiors, maybe it was a habit, he didn't put down the lunch box, and stood beside Zhang Xiaoqiang with the lunch box, admiring the zombies with him.
"Is it afraid? Is it afraid? Have they evolved feelings?"
Looking at the struggling zombie, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked the doctor in bewilderment. The doctor didn't care about the struggling zombie. Since this zombie entered here, it has been struggling. Sometimes the doctor will stop to test the fatigue of the zombie. Teasing it to struggle.
"It's not evolution, it's conditioned reflex. It's like killing a frog. Even if you cut off its head, peel off its skin, pull out its intestines, and put it in a pot, if you touch the nerve of the frog, it will still behave the same way. Move it and pee."
Speaking of this, the doctor felt the weight of the lunch box in his hand, remembering that he was still eating, took a bite of the lunch box, and said vaguely while smelling the smell of the zombie's intestines:
"I've done a lot of extreme tests on it, tested it all over the body, got a lot of data, and let its body remember some special signals, such as footsteps, as well as surgical instruments and metal plates The crashing sound that occurred... ”
When the doctor said this, Zhang Xiaoqiang became interested, and casually took a handful of hemostats that seemed clean, and zombies would never use them, and threw them on the plate.
"jingle..."
There was a crisp sound, and the zombie suddenly twitched with an unprecedented magnitude. The two fixed claws scratched vigorously on the metal frame, as if they were about to break the steel pipe.
"That means it cannot be copied...or do you need more zombies?"
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang said this, the expression on the doctor's face changed, and he learned to be a philistine without a teacher. He put the lunch box next to the basin containing the zombie's intestines, rubbed his palms and said:
"Brother Cockroach really said that I have lost my heart. So far, the team has only brought me back one evolution zombie, and I will bring back three, two types and one D type. I don't know why Huang Quan went crazy. One type, one D type, all were sent to that crazy woman Xu Jing, and when I went to ask for it, she had already melted the zombies with strong acid, what a waste, my heart hurts badly at that time."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was taken aback when he heard this, he really didn't know about it, Xu Jing's research was on materials, no matter what, it was related to equipment, Huang Quan went to please Xu Jing, Zhang Xiaoqiang also understood, isn't it just a zombie? not there
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded and said:
"Don't be in a hurry, I'll send you a word, I'll drag you back the zombies one by one, as many as you want, what's the evolution zombie? If there's a chance, I'll catch a small zombie for you..."
When Zhang Xiaoqiang said this, he suddenly found the doctor's eyes flashing, and suddenly remembered, the doctor doesn't care about anything, as long as it is a zombie, he wants it, even if Zhang Xiaoqiang catches it back, but what is used to shut it down? Once you break free, not one or two people will die.
"Don't even think about it, just rely on this... don't even think about it."
Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed to the steel ring on which the evolved zombies were fixed and said categorically to death. When the doctor heard this, his expression immediately changed. He was no longer flattering like a philistine as before, but picked up the lunch box and put the rice in his mouth. It seemed that Zhang Xiaoqiang standing beside him and the zombie lying on the operating table were air.
"By the way, I'm looking for you because a small zombie appeared in the gathering place..."
"Boom..."
Before Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, the doctor's lunch box fell to the ground, and the white porridge was scattered all over the floor. One big foot stepped heavily on the scattered porridge. The doctor stepped on the porridge and kicked the lunch box away, walking to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side , looking at him with red eyes, reached out and picked up a scalpel and waved it excitedly, shouting loudly:
"Where is it, where is it? Take me there quickly, we'll catch it back, what evolutionary zombies, miniature zombies are there, I don't need them at all, all I need is..."
After all, as if to show his determination, the doctor casually inserted a scalpel into the cervical vertebrae of the evolved zombie. He didn't know where he cut it. Zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang unexpectedly discovered that the zombies seemed to greet death happily with a sense of relief.
"Put down the knife, what's the point, with your small body, what's the point of blah blah blah? Last night, three thousand armed men surrounded and killed two evolutionaries, or was it killed more than ten people and ran away?" Oh, do you think you are a gourd baby?"