"Grandpa" Luo Yesheng took a deep breath and looked at the familiar fourth-level zombie, and then saw the third-level zombie behind the fourth-level zombie.
He finally understood why Bianbian would define him as a badass.
Why would the side's father do something to them that day.
It's all explained.
So
He looked down at the metal piece on his waist and abdomen - this is not a side ability, it is made by a fourth-level zombie.
But why are those two zombies standing at the door, and they didn't rush over like other zombies smelling fresh flesh
From the point of view of their actions, apart from the appearance that they are no different from zombies, they do not conform to the characteristics of zombies at all.
No zombies can resist the temptation brought by flesh and blood, they are just living dead, they have no nature at all.
There was once a cruel example in a certain base, which led to the fall of the entire base——
A family member of a person with supernatural powers was inexplicably infected without contacting the source of infection. The superpower not only concealed it and did not report it, but instead kept the infected family at home.
At that time, the end of the world had just begun, and there were not many strong players in the early stage, and the strength of the base was not strong. This power user firmly believed that even if his family was infected and turned into zombies, he would not hurt himself, but the final result resulted in the destruction of the entire base.
This lesson gave survivors a warning not to believe that the infected family members are still conscious. The infected zombies have no self-awareness and only have the most basic instinct of predation.
They have no heartbeat or breathing, their bodies are rotting and cold, and their nails and teeth contain deadly viruses. Once they are bitten or caught, they will turn into zombies in the fastest one minute and the slowest in twenty-four hours.
No one was spared.
After the major bases stabilized the situation, they tried to find the source of the virus, and then developed a vaccine.
Useless.
The scientific research team is still working hard, but still cannot develop an effective vaccine.
"This is my grandfather." With the reincarnation ring, Bianbian didn't worry about his grandfather being discovered by the bad guys, and pointed to the third-level zombie, "That's Uncle Zhu Yuan."
With a small face on the side, "that day you and another big bad guy beat Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan, I saw them all."
Luo Yesheng opened his mouth, knowing that he was wrong and unable to make a sound.
After a while, he said in a dry voice, "they don't bite you"
The impact of the two high-level zombies on Luo Yesheng was even greater than that of the magician. The magician was only strong enough to crush him directly, while the two high-level zombies were cognitively shocked.
Do advanced zombies really have self-awareness
The strongest zombie he had ever encountered was the fourth-level zombie in front of him, and Luo Yesheng could not find any other reference.
Bianbian was inexplicably proud, raised his small chest, raised his small face, and his big eyes seemed to be sparkling, "Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan won't bite me."
If Luo Yesheng heard others say that zombies would not bite people, he would definitely sneer and disbelieve him. But now that the facts are in front of him, he can't bear to believe it.
There are too many things in my mind today, Luo Yesheng, who has not recovered from his injuries, has a splitting headache, and finally decides not to think about anything, just leave himself empty and be a piece of wood.
After a few minutes, the roasted pheasant was finally ready.
While dividing the roasted pheasant into several portions, Grandpa and Uncle Zhu Yuan each had one, and one for himself. The one with the chicken butt was naturally given to Luo Yesheng.
Luo Yesheng "..."
Two of the drumsticks were given to Grandpa and the other to the magician.
"dad."
The magician is not in the classroom at the moment.
The side that didn't get a response put down the drumstick in disappointment - she thought that her father had left.
Luo Yesheng stared coldly at the two zombies eating a fragrant roasted pheasant. The zombies didn't eat humans, but they ate human food as they did before. This picture really subverted his cognition.
Then he noticed Bianbian's movements and asked quietly, "Bianbian, won't your father always be by your side?"
He sensed that the magician was not in the classroom.
——The coldness and oppression that seemed to be absent are gone.
Side nod.
Luo Yesheng wanted to ask again, but the old zombie suddenly roared at him, inexplicably, he understood the hidden meaning of the roar - pets must have the self-consciousness of pets, and don't ask questions to their owners.
With a sigh, he stopped talking.
While eating meat, her mouth was full of oil, and finally she burped happily and touched her bulging belly. The little girl's eyes were crescents, and she hummed a nursery rhyme that only she could understand.
It feels so good to eat meat
With Luo Yesheng, a walking cook, Bianbian's quality of life has been significantly improved.
Luo Yesheng lived in Jinxin Community. After being threatened by two zombies, he lived on the fourth floor, that is to say, he and two zombies lived on the same floor.
I was terrified when I went to sleep at night, but I really confirmed that these two zombies didn't eat people.
Occasionally, when the third-level zombie expressed "greed" to him with drooling saliva, it would be yelled back by the fourth-level zombie.
Luo Yesheng often thought blankly that this was probably the sense of security from zombies.
After a long time, he gradually recovered the little girl's experience from Bianbian's mouth, and also learned that Bianbian's father would not appear often for unknown reasons. And, not his own father--of course, this was his own conjecture.
And grandpa became infected and became a zombie. She is too young and needs normal people to take care of her.
So he was chosen.
For the safety of the side, to prevent him from having bad thoughts, forcibly turn him into a "pet".
It's a pity that no one has discussed it. The only person who can talk here is Bianbian, but Luo Yesheng can't always say to the little girl, "Bianbian, I suspect that your father is not human."
That's right, the more he got along with Bianbian, the more Luo Yesheng felt that the elusive Bianbian father was not a human being. I can't see people, I can't speak, I can only communicate through writing, and I seem to have a weird and terrible bg when I appear on the stage.
Luo Yesheng also guessed that Bianbian's father is a super boss in a certain base. Because of his special ability to hide, he found Bianbian's existence when he was bored, and raised him to pass the boring time. This can roughly explain why he only appears occasionally to send some supplies and the like.
But if it is really a big boss of a certain base, if you want to raise it, you can directly connect people into the base.
After thinking about it, a certain kind of supernatural creature is the most suitable for the characteristics.
"Uncle Zhu Yuan, the spoon is for soup, not for eating." Standing on the chair, he stretched out his hand to pull the arm of the third-level zombie.
Luo Yesheng supported her little body to prevent her from falling off the chair. At the same time, he pulled back her hand and replaced the little girl's little arm. He quickly saved the spoon in the hands of the third-level zombie and prevented it from being swallowed by the third-level zombie again. .
When Zhu Yuan eats, if he is not careful, he will stuff other things into his stomach together, and he has swallowed six or seven spoons.
Luo Yesheng never thought that in his lifetime, he would sit peacefully at the dining table with two zombies to eat.
Oh, and grab the spoon from the zombie's mouth.
The third-level zombie who was robbed of the spoon roared unhappily, and the fourth-level zombie slapped his backhand, and suddenly he was honest.
Luo Yesheng "..."
This scene was unbelievable from the beginning, and now it is normal.
He had never seen such a down-to-earth zombie.
"By the way, there's not much food stored at home. I'm going to go a little farther this afternoon to find supplies." Luo Yesheng said, glanced at the bracelet-with this thing, even if he wanted to escape, he could be more than five years away from the side. After the distance of kilometers, he will automatically go back.
It's like a pet accidentally separated from its owner, but will run home by itself following its breath.
However, during this period of time, he received a lot of goods, and he probably went through life and death assessments in a row. In addition, he generously shared the remaining spar in the iron box to Luo Yesheng, including the third-level fire spar.
Luo Yesheng broke through logically and became the peak of the B-level. Half of his feet entered the A-level, and his strength rose sharply.
However, when he broke through to the peak of B-level, Grandpa was promoted to a fifth-level zombie.
He still can't beat Grandpa.
While they couldn't feel this, Luo Yesheng and the third-level zombies could feel the pressure emanating from their grandfather.
Grandpa, who has broken through to the fifth level, doesn't see any special reaction except that his stiff limbs are a little more flexible than before.
However, Luo Yesheng found that this newly promoted fifth-level zombie was trying to learn to speak again.
It just had little effect and it was hard to hear what he was trying to say.
"Let's go together." After drinking the last sip of soup, he licked his mouth aftertaste - Luo Yesheng's cooking skills are quite good, and simple things can make him taste different.
The quality of life has improved, and the emaciated body is fully nourished. Every day, I will soon return to the healthy appearance that my grandfather raised before.
It looks like a jade snow dumpling, which is delicious.
Luo Yesheng looked at Yuxue dumplings and shook his head subconsciously, "No, it's too dangerous."
As a pet, he is actually a nanny with supernatural abilities. After taking care of Bianbian for a period of time, he seems to have Stockholm Syndrome. He takes care of Bianbian's "fatherhood" and always unconsciously puts himself into the old father's mentality.
This is a disease that needs to be cured.
He said with reason and reason, "I'll go with my grandfather, Uncle Zhu Yuan. The number of people is great, so we can find more food."
Luo Yesheng compromised. He couldn't disobey orders.
A B-level peak power user, a fifth-level zombie, a third-level zombie, and three guardians, if they can't guarantee the safety of the side, they can take off their strength level and report to the underworld.
With Luo Yesheng, in addition to improving the quality of life, Bianbian has also improved his travel tools.
——He drove the big off-road car parked in the underground parking lot to Jinxin Community, looked for materials nearby, and remodeled the car.
Because of the need to maintain a distance, the two zombies sat in the back seat as usual, while sitting in the co-pilot - Luo Yesheng changed the co-pilot seat into a children's chair, which was convenient for sitting at the same time.
Luo Yesheng was already sitting obediently in the passenger seat. Luo Yesheng raised his legs to sit in the driver's seat. Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and his forehead slammed against the doors and windows.
"Hey" Luo Yesheng rubbed his head and sat down. It was very strange these two days. From time to time, he would bump into something or fall, and he would not be seriously injured, but the pain was unavoidable.
He always felt something was wrong.
"Uncle Luo, are you alright?" The side of the children's chair leaned over and looked at Luo Yesheng's big eyes full of real worry.
——Exquisite cooking skills and various careful care have avoided many bumps and bumps along the way, so here at the edge, Luo Yesheng successfully cleaned up, and was promoted from "big bad guy" to "Uncle Luo".
Luo Yesheng shook his head to say that he was fine, but he didn't know if he shook his head a little harder, and his head banged on the door.
"... "
He suspects he has a neurological disorder.