When Jiang Lan came back from the clinic, she saw Wen Qingling planting blood sunflowers with blood, and Kuibao was drooling on the side, and there were many blood sunflowers in the basins and baskets beside it.
Jiang Lan: "Child, have you been stimulated again?"
The first time I went to toss the mother of the sunflower, the second time I tossed the crystal nucleus, and this time I was tossing the blood sunflower—
This is another big thing to happen!
Wen Qingling said: "Don't you think our base is a bit spacey? There are few people in the city, so it's not good."
Wen Zheng took a sip of Blood Sunflower Tentacle Tea, "You are finally willing to open it. How long has the Blood Sunflower been out of stock, there are zombies wandering around the city gate every day, just waiting for the last bus of civilization zombies."
Wen Qingling raised his chin, "This time, 300 Hematoxylum chinensis trees were planted, and all of them were sold."
Jiang Lan is a bit square, "Smash, there are not so many zombies waiting in line, we can't force buy and sell."
Wen Qingling: "As the boss of Nancheng, I feel that I need to give them a critical strike on their souls, the kind that makes them feel deaf and stunned. Isn't it quick to wake up and keep it for the New Year?"
So that night, Wen Qingling's soul crit began. Many zombies who were confused were clearly aware that their life was too sloppy, and they needed to pursue higher pursuits. They had to go to the civilization base to pursue their highest dreams. .
Wen Qingling's family was busy all night, registering, sending blood, and saving 300 stray zombies with ideals and pursuits all night.
There are 500 civilization zombies in the civilization base.
Continue the next day.
On the third day, the members of the civilization base finally broke through the 1000 mark.
Wen Qingling was very satisfied. The civilization base was finally lively. The first 200 civilization zombies made up for the rules of the civilization base for the later 800 civilization zombies, and carried out socialist education on zombies.
All the civilized zombies were educated at the base for three days to ensure that they all remembered the rules. From the fourth day, they can go out hunting, earn crystal cores and pay for consultation.
Civilized zombies have an unwritten rule that they do not hunt in Nancheng, and the other three directions are arbitrary.
The blood corpses in Dongcheng are integrating their power and want to dominate the zombies in Lingcheng. They keep making small movements. Some unconscious Nancheng zombies are bewitched by the blood corpses and go to Dongcheng. This makes Wen Qingling very unhappy. Is it okay to steal his own zombie brother
So, the 800 civilized zombies that were released all chose Dongcheng as the hunting ground. If one person had 100 zombies, he would have to lose 80,000 zombies, enough to drink a pot of blood corpses. Teach it how to be a civilized and polite good. Zombies.
Wen Qingling was sitting in the clinic, waiting leisurely for a large number of crystal cores.
At noon, some civilized zombies came back to report and found that there was a change in the zombies in Dongcheng. Those rotten zombies were transporting things to Dongcheng, and their behavior was very strange.
Wen Qingling was curious and walked with the civilized zombies in person.
With the improvement of Wen Qingling's strength, the quality of the blood sunflower is also improving, and the strength of civilization zombies has reached the level of a first-level evolutionary body.
They shuttled through the mausoleum city, all the way to the east city, and soon reunited with the waiting civilization zombies.
Wen Qingling: "What's the situation?"
Someone said: "We cut off a box secretly and didn't startle the snake."
One person brought a wooden box, lifted the lid, and inside was a box full of bullets.
Wen Qingling: "Do you know the source?"
"I'm investigating, someone has quietly followed me."
Wen Qingling looked at the unconscious zombies downstairs, carrying boxes of wooden warehouse equipment and bullets like ants moving house.
I have to say that zombies with brains are really troublesome, especially zombies with brains, strength and wrists, such as blood zombies.
This guy is too thief. I don't know where he brought so many good things. What is he thinking? Will all the zombies in Mausoleum City be thrown out? Or do you want to be confrontational with humans
It's a great show, but unfortunately I can't see it, because the civilization base is also lacking these good things!
Wen Qingling: "Since you meet, don't waste it, move it all back!"
Civilized zombies have this intention. With so many weapons, who doesn't want them
Civilized zombies jumped from the roof one by one, killed the zombies carrying the wooden boxes, dug up the crystal cores, one person one box, picked up and ran.
The group of zombies roared in anger, the blood corpse should have been found, but when it came, they had already run away.
Civilized zombies hula la and ran back to the base, and put the stolen wooden boxes in boxes. There are a lot of ammunition and bomb grenades in the wooden warehouse. The blood corpse is definitely an armory where it has been robbed!
Civilized zombies are very excited, "City Lord, do we want to continue?"
City Lord Wen waved his hand, "Let's equip ourselves first, and then go grab more and come back."
Civilized zombies began to divide the spoils... Ahhh! Divided into wooden warehouses, one per person, when loading bullets, there were many problems.
"Your model is wrong. The bullet is too big to fit."
"How big of a bullet would that be?"
"You try this one, it's not right, it's long, alas, with so many bullets, how can we be worthy of it?"
"boom!"
A wooden warehouse sounded, and everyone was startled.
Wen Qingling: "Anyone injured? Who opened the wooden warehouse?"
Someone raised his hand weakly, "No one was hurt, and I didn't know where I touched it, and it suddenly rang."
Wen Qingling: "..."
Wen Zheng, a veteran cadre, held a teacup like a cup of tea, "It's not an unconscious zombie experience. We are all ordinary citizens. Who would play Mucang? You've got so much back, and someone has to teach you how to use it, will you?"
Wen Qingling shook her head, "I prefer to use knives and vines."
Wen Zheng took a sip of tea, "It's simple, you can go to the military compound in Beicheng or the special forces training ground in Xicheng, and bring a few instructors back."
Wen Qingling: "It's a really good idea, instructors are easy to find, but weapons are hard to find, so let's pick the hard ones first."
Steal the motherfucker!
A large group of civilized zombies swept out of the base once again, staring at a place for wool.
The robbery this time was not very smooth. The blood corpses were already prepared to launch a group of zombies to besiege them. The civilized zombies have the strength and brains, and they are not afraid of being infected.
The civilized zombies grabbed the weapons and dug the crystal core, and returned to the city in a mighty manner.
They heard the angry roar of the blood corpse.
With the city lord there, they have nothing to fear.
Civilized zombies were also injured. They were all bitten and scratched, not serious. Fortunately, they returned to the base fast enough, otherwise, they would take a step back and the wounds would heal.
The blood corpse was completely provoked, standing at the junction of Nancheng and Dongcheng, roaring across a street to show his anger.
Wen Qingling appeared to greet him, standing on his own site—on the other side of the street, across the road from the bloody corpse.
The blood corpse is more powerful than before. It is no longer bloody, and the surface of the skin has solidified, but it is still in the state of fresh flesh without skin, uneven, and looks very terrifying.
The blood corpse stared at Wen Qingling, spit out human words, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "I have already abided by the agreement and will no longer set foot in Nancheng, why do you still bully the door?"
Wen Qingling: "You haven't set foot in Nancheng, but you took my zombie brother from Nancheng to your Dongcheng."
The blood corpse was a little wronged, "That's why they came here by themselves, what's it to do with me?!"
Wen Qingling: "Since you are dominating in Dongcheng, it has something to do with you."
The blood corpse roared angrily, "You and I can live in peace, don't challenge my bottom line!"
Wen Qingling: "You yell at your father, do you want to die?"
Blood Corpse: "..."
Blood Corpse: "Roar!!!"
The blood corpse showed how to kill his father on the spot. The sharp black claws almost broke Wen Qingling several times. Wen Qingling was fast, and the blood corpse was not slow. The two fought at the junction of the east and south cities.
The civilized zombies watching the battle only saw two black shadows, shhh, shhh, shuffling around the building complex, and not even a single person could be seen. The speed was too fast.
Most of the two sides were probing, and they didn't move the truth. Wen Qingling could clearly feel that the strength of the blood corpse was much stronger than before. Fortunately, he has also advanced, otherwise it is unknown whether he can beat it.
The two sides stopped, one occupied the other and looked at each other from a distance.
The blood corpse said in a rough voice, "Your blood made me, I don't want to kill you, but don't force me!"
Wen Qingling: "If you want to kill your father, it's better than a beast."
The blood corpse roared in anger again!
"You are too weak! Your blood is so strong, but you have always adhered to the human set! If you obey the rules of human beings, can you become a human? The genetic consciousness of the evolutionary body tells me to eat people, eat more people, Only in this way can you become stronger, you continue to be so naive, the next time is when I win you."
Wen Qingling: "This is my own rule, and it has nothing to do with humans."
The blood corpse laughed and roared excitedly, "The human era has passed, the zombie era has arrived, and it must be our zombies who control this world! And I will eventually become the king!"
Wen Qingling: "Wake up, what are you dreaming about before it gets dark? You become a king, so what do I become? Do you still take your father in your eyes?"
The blood corpse roared, "You don't have the heart to become a king! You will only be trapped in the little Nancheng! You are in the company of human beings, you go to rescue human beings, you will eventually die at the hands of human beings! I will wait to see the day you are killed!"
Wen Qingling: "Xiao Xue, you can see it clearly, why don't you eat a blood sunflower, let's be a good zombie together, shall we?"
The blood corpse refused with a roar.
When he was unconscious, he ate the blood left by Wen Qingling on the ground, and he died in nine deaths. Just before the body exploded, it mutated, otherwise it would not live now!
It is taboo to smell Qingling's blood, it will never touch a drop again!
Fortunately, a mutation has occurred, otherwise, it will definitely be suppressed by Wen Qingling, just like those civilized zombies.
Eat his blood and become his dog!
The blood corpse took the initiative to end the meeting and planned its grand cause.
Wen Qingling gave the base to his parents. He listened to his father's advice and planned to go to Beicheng or Xicheng to find some instructors to come back.
Before leaving, I told the civilized zombie to look after his home and wait for him to come back. If there is a danger that cannot be solved, and the wooden warehouse will not be used, then throw the grenade.
Wen Qingling is too lazy to walk where he can drive.
He found an off-road vehicle and wandered around to find the instructor. With his current strength, he had not yet made him confident enough to traverse the center of Lingcheng City, so he first went to Xicheng next door, which used to be a special forces training ground. There should be a lot of soldiers and zombies there.
I met a mutant sheep on the road, Wen Qingling fell off the shark, tied it to the roof of the car and took it away. The cumin mutton should not be too delicious.