Apocalyptic garbage classification system

"stop!"

Just when Li Yichen was about to summon Tianya, the director suddenly shouted loudly, which not only made the soldier stop his movements, but also made Li Yichen temporarily give up the idea of ​​​​hurting someone.

"Did you hear what he said just now?"

The director stepped forward and pushed the soldier away, staring at Li Yichen:

"This isn't an angry roar, I've never heard a licker make that sound!"

Seeing the director approaching, Li Yichen was afraid that his flaws would be discovered, so he huddled in the cage and backed away until he retreated into a corner...

"It's scared! Have you seen it? When zombies gain intelligence, they actually know how to be afraid!!"

The director's voice was very exciting, because even the intelligent zombies they created by combining their brains with other zombies have never shown the emotion of fear. The only emotion they can express is anger.

This was the first time he had seen a scared zombie. For a zombie enthusiast like him, the licker in front of him was the most precious creature in the world.

He wants to create zombies with human intelligence, but so far, although the zombies he has created have a certain degree of intelligence, they always have flaws of one kind or another, and to control those zombies, he can only use a special instrument. Can.

This kind of intelligent zombie is not what he wants at all. The zombie he wants can be directly controlled without any equipment, just like the pets humans used to raise, because that's what their plan requires. Zombies.

Now, if the zombie in front of you is scared, then he may also be happy, sad, or excited. This is the real zombie that is close to humans! !

"Everyone be quiet! Put down your weapons. We have to show kindness to it. It is like a child now, a child who has lost his parents and is extremely scared."

The director stretched out his hands and made a downward movement on both sides:

"If we can be friendly to it at this time, it may accept us and rely on us. We will have a zombie king who can control the zombie tide and take orders directly from us!"

"Quick! Get a human body, it must be hungry, we need to feed it!"

The director turned to a soldier and shouted.

"Human limbs? Whose?"

The soldier was stunned!

"I don't care whose it is? As long as it's fresh, you can take yours if you like! Go!"

The director shouted impatiently.

"yes!"

The soldier quickly saluted, then ran out to a nearby cell. Among the survivors who were being held for experiments, he randomly picked out one and brought him to the director's research room.

"etc!"

Seeing the soldier pulling out a knife to cut off the survivor's arm, the director suddenly stopped him, then looked at the survivor and said:

"Listen, we have a very special zombie here, and we are going to feed it to you. You have two choices now. One is that we just cut off your limbs from you, and then feed it piece by piece. , and the other..."

The director pointed at Li Yichen inside the cage:

"You can go over and put your hand in to give it. It is a special zombie with the intelligence of a five-year-old human child. It is very scared now. If you act kindly and let it accept you, maybe it will not It hurts you! Which one are you going to choose?"

The survivor looked desperate, but he did not beg, because he knew that begging was useless in front of these demons. Since he mentioned these two options, he had to choose one.

Looking at the licker in the cage, the survivor swallowed, and then slowly walked forward. At the same time, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face. He tried his best to look friendly, but inside he Fear made his face look ferocious.

Seeing that this man seemed to have chosen the latter, the director waved to a soldier next to him. The soldier stepped forward and pressed a corner of the cage. A fist-sized window suddenly appeared in front of the cage. .

After opening this window, the warrior quickly retreated. He did not want to be entangled in the licker's tongue.

"Uh...hi!"

As the survivor approached the cage, he waved to Li Yichen and said:

"Hello! I...my name is Shi Lei. I am 47 years old this year. Before you guys showed up...I was a student and still in school. My father is a doctor and my mother is a nurse!"

The closer he got to the cage, the harder the survivor shook. But when he talked about his parents, he seemed to calm down a lot, and there was actually a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

"On the day you showed up, my parents were rescuing a patient. They didn't know that that person was actually not a patient, but..."

The survivor came to the edge of the cage and stretched out his hands to hold the cage:

"Then, they were all bitten. My mother was slightly injured because she was protected by my father, but my father died on the spot. Later, my mother saw him get up again and attack others, so she knew I won’t live long either.”

"She called me and told me some situations and asked me to protect myself. The call didn't last long. She didn't even say goodbye to me. The last thing that came from the phone was just... …It sounds like a strange roar to me!”

"I was on an outing at the time, so I escaped because I was not in the city. Then I have been hiding here and there until now. Actually, I don't blame you, because I know that you don't actually have your own consciousness..."

"Fart! It has its own consciousness!"

After hearing what this man said, the director seemed to remember the time before the end of the world, so he listened quietly and even waved to a soldier who was about to step forward not to interrupt him.

But when he heard this sentence, the director roared and shouted loudly:

"Don't you see that it's scared now? Put your hand in it quickly, or I'll put your head directly into this cage, and you can have a good intimacy with it!"

After hearing the director's words, Shi Lei swallowed hard, then gritted his teeth and put his hand into the window of the cage, stared at Li Yichen, and repeated softly:

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, I don't blame you..."

Li Yichen looked at his trembling hand, tilted his head to the left, then to the right, and then slowly crawled forward...