"woo..."
The zombie slowly shook its head, staring suspiciously at the corpse puppet controlled by Ling Mo. In his opinion, this same kind is clearly very low-level, and it is impossible for him to see through his methods of enticing the enemy according to common sense. You must know that he has tried his best to provoke as much as possible. Even if the other party feels his powerful aura, he will not be able to control it and rush over... But what is the situation now
"Frightened? It's okay, you can calm down first." Ling Mo turned his eyes around, and soon found what he was looking for on an iron chain.
The zombie stared at Ling Mo with round eyes and walked over, then stretched out two deformed fingers and pinched the sign.
"Hey, I thought you were an overlord..." Ling Mo glanced at it, and suddenly looked up at the zombie in surprise.
The sign recorded all aspects of the zombie in detail, one of which was obviously updated in real time, which caught Ling Mo's attention. The virus concentration in the blood was 47%, which exceeded what Ling Mo had seen in that report.
"So you're a king?" Ling Mo's words were obviously in vain. The more he said it, the more fluent he became, but the zombie was more and more shocked. At this moment, he was completely dumbfounded.
This expression on the face of a high-level zombie is quite fresh, and this is not what a wild zombie should do. Either he has been locked up here for a long time, or he was artificially cultivated by the experimental team. Ling Mo thinks that the former is more likely. High-level zombies are not so easy to raise. Even the experimental group knew to feed the zombies with gel or brood, but they didn't have the conditions to collect them in large numbers.
Catch zombies alive. Drawing blood... There's nothing wrong with posting this kind of task. But if you add a "dig brain" to it, try it? Like disemboweled. For zombies, this is as normal as peeling a banana, but for those humans who are not from the medical field, this is definitely an exciting challenge, let alone digging for brains. Perverts are a minority after all...
Ling Mo turned the sign over and glanced at it again, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, so you are a mutant zombie."
He grinned and looked at the zombie with interest. In the eyes of this mutant zombie, this same species still has stiff facial muscles. His expression was extremely strange, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a little bit of a nuisance.
"Bangdang..."
The iron chain swayed again as the zombie twisted. He stared at Ling Mo and walked to the left side of the door. He opened the cabinet and took out an aluminum sterilization box, and then slowly walked towards him.
"woooo..."
"Okay, didn't they stop you to keep your mouth shut? It's useless no matter how you scream." Ling Mo put the aluminum box on the ground, raised his head and said sincerely.
"Woooo!"
"Number 101, right? I'm quite curious. Why did I give you such a late number... Maybe it's to highlight your specialness?" Ling Mo's tone sounded like a small talk, but in fact he did. It is close to this zombie set. It's weird when you think about it. In the middle of the night, he controlled a corpse to sneak into this secret laboratory and chatted with a bound zombie...
101 didn't call anymore, because Ling Mo had already opened the aluminum box.
"I expected a lancet and an extra-large syringe to appear, but this short saw is really against the law..." Ling Mo took out the saw, took a look at it, and asked, " Am I right?"
101's eyes turned sharply, and he understood it now. Not only can this same species not be treated as prey, he also wants to hunt himself in turn! Under normal conditions, this kind of low-level kind can be stabbed to death with any finger, but now he is tied like a twisted vine, and he can't use anything but a mouth!
Seeing Ling Mo stand up with the saw, 101 finally couldn't help but blurt out: "What is the violation?"
"You speak really fluently." Ling Mo looked up and down at 101 playfully. Although his mouth was restrained by the iron chain, he still had no problem opening his mouth, at most it caused some restrictions on him. If you can think about biting, you will naturally be able to speak.
"You... What the hell are you?" 101 sniffed vigilantly. Although the same kind in front of him exudes the same kind of breath, there are too many things wrong with him.
"I should ask you this." Ling Mo said while playing with the saw.
He doesn't think he can really threaten 101, but his zombie identity is an excellent smoke bomb.
"Why should I tell you?" 101 blinked and said.
But as a zombie, he really doesn't know how to cover up... The high-frequency blinking and expectant eyes have vividly displayed the words I want to negotiate conditions on his face.
"You answer the question, I'll let you out." Ling Mo said.
101's eyes widened again, and then he struggled violently, the iron chains rattling: "Great! So you escaped too?"
"It's you who answered the question, not me." Ling Mo rolled his eyes. I have to say that the brain of this 101 is still very good, and it is much stronger than the ordinary mutant zombies.
and many more…
Ling Mo's mind suddenly flashed, and when he looked at 101 again, his eyes suddenly changed.
Higher intelligence than ordinary mutant zombies... Could this be the mother body
The more Ling Mo thinks about it, the more likely it is that the one in front of him is probably the mother zombie that created No. 1!
Seeing Ling Mo looking at him with strange eyes, 101 twisted his upper body, which had lost his arms, and asked regularly, "Low... my kind, what do you want to ask me?"
"Are you a mother?" Ling Mo asked when he opened his mouth.
"Mother..." 101 thought for a while, then shook his head, "Can't you see that I'm a male?"
"...My fault, let me put it another way. Did they keep you here to extract the blood from your body?" Ling Mo asked again.
101's eyelids drooped down, and after a few seconds, he raised his head with a grim expression, and the iron chain rattled again: "It's not just blood! They extracted all kinds of liquids from me, all kinds! There are Blood, there's bone marrow, there's…”
"Okay! I understand!" Ling Mo hurriedly stopped, and if he continued like this, he felt that his ears would be seriously hurt.
Looking at the saw in his hand again, Ling Mo suddenly showed a look of disgust, and his eyes also turned to the base of 101's thigh.
101 was stunned for a moment, and immediately put his legs together nervously: "No, they are actually from the abdomen..."
"It's fine..." Ling Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Look at my arm, it was also amputated by them!" 101 was very resentful.
"Huh? Isn't this to prevent you from escaping?" Ling Mo was a little stunned.
101 shook his head: "No! Because they put them in ice cubes very carefully, maybe they think it tastes better after being frozen... Damn human."
"Uh... No, no one is interested in your meat, really." Ling Mo said coldly.
"What do you mean? Don't look at me now, my meat was very popular in the past." 101 got angry instead.
Ling Mo also probably understood that 101's body had suffered a lot from being used as a virus production machine for a long time. His ability to survive depends on his super recovery ability, but some permanent damage is inevitable, such as this wrinkled appearance.
However, it was the first time that Ling Mo had met such a narcissistic zombie, and his narcissistic angle... really had the characteristics of a zombie.
Although 101 didn't know where his flesh and blood were used, Ling Mo was already certain that this was the mother zombie.
"One more question..." Ling Mo pinched his chin and stared at 101, "Your mutation... what is it?"
From 101's appearance alone, I really can't see his mutation...
Unexpectedly, Ling Mo's question made 101 look sad again.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked forward, and said, "Low... the same kind..."
"If you want to call the lower class, just call it, don't hold back..."
"Then take this thing farther away... Okay, don't interrupt me." 101 continued, "Similar, is there a term for human beings in your memory?"
"What is it..." Looking at the sad expression 101 deliberately imitated, Ling Mo had already guessed the ending...
"Gibbons..." 101 sighed, "My hands can flexibly wrap around the body twice, but they still have two fingers!"
"Why are you emphasizing two fingers with a smug face..." The thinking of wild zombies is really hard to understand...
"What do you know? In the human world, Erzhi is highly regarded. Have you heard of Erzhi Zen? Forget it, I don't expect you to know too much about the human world... What are you doing?"101 He closed his mouth suddenly.
Ling Mo picked up the lancet in one hand and pulled out a bottle at the same time: "I sympathize with your experience, but now you have to cooperate with me."
"What..." 101 asked with wide eyes.
"Lend me a little blood, and it may hurt a bit, but it should be quite used to you, right? Relax, don't go crazy."
Ling Mo grinned, and then decisively circled behind 101. Of course it wasn't safe in front of him, but when he got behind him, he could only stare.
"Why... you... woohoo!"
In the struggle of 101, Ling Mo in the dormitory building showed a satisfied smile.
Finally found the mother, and the virus also got it...
However, Ling Mo still cares about the whereabouts of 101's arm.
He can figure out the purpose of extracting the virus, but what can he do with his arm cut off