My Girlfriend is a Zombie

This yellow-haired corpse is really weak and outrageous. In fact, even Lingmo did not expect it to be so smooth. ※r/>

The moment he jumped on the machine, he was going to resist it. When he saw the situation, he ran, using the height difference and the yellow hair and zombies to slowly circulate.

But I didn't expect him to be hit so easily... When he was sick and wanted his life, Ling Mo immediately changed his strategy and went to the dead hand.

The first time I took the part, I can still owe it to his "unexpected" sneak attack, but the second time I knocked it with a steel rod, it was purely yellow hair and the beast's strength was insufficient.

However, judging from the strength of his struggle, this yellow-haired zombie has at least reached the level of the leader-level zombies in strength, and the skin and bone defenses are also good.

The only combat experience is eight streets worse than the old grandmother, and I don’t know how the ferocious grandmother came up with the conclusion that they are almost the same...

"Although it is absolutely unreliable to know that the zombies say 'almost', it is too far... Hey, the Mediterranean, are you a beast?"

Ling Mo died to the iron bar and asked.

His mental power consumption is accelerating, but when he thinks about the half bottle of spider queen pharmacy left in the bag, Ling Mo has no fear.

"Low level... mean... odious... mean..." Huang Mao’s zombie is still screaming and humming.

"Your vocabulary is too sad..."

After Ling Mo smashed the abdomen of Huang Mao for a dozen times, the yellow hair zombies finally stopped.

"Even if it becomes a zombie, the essence of the mouth is not lost... I am a little bit convinced that you must be a brick home." Ling Mo said, "I think we can talk now?"

"I didn't find out that he was such a terrible human..." half-monthly staring at the scene in front of him, whispered.

Huang Mao’s eyes looked at Lingmo’s eyes and finally showed a slight change. As a zombie, he was not afraid of death, but as a senior zombie, he also had his own personality.

Look down on humans. I can’t look down on the lower class... I can’t accept myself being abused by food...

Imagine the feeling that someone is being stung by a domestic cat...

After being stared at Ling Mo for a while, Huang Mao finally spoke up: "When I was a low-ranking human being, it was indeed... but it was just a reputation. I didn't really teach, I was on the show... maybe you guys I used to see me on TV."

"puff!"

Lingmo suddenly had a bad feeling: "In case, I will take the liberty to ask, you are not the kind of fake doctor who graduated from a foreign university, then come back to the program, and write a book to lie." Kind of people?"

"Ah? ...... not ...... I was dead serious," Rattus zombie amused to be hit was swollen eye. Some proudly said, "Do you know the kind of biological program? Take pictures of the various creatures in the wild, and then let me do some professional explanations..."

"You are so complicated, it is not a children's show!"

Ling Mo interrupted his words, and some depressed asked: "What do you study after you wake up?"

The eyes of the yellow-haired zombies are smaller, and the **** face suddenly shows a serious look: "When I was awakened, I couldn’t accept that I used to be a personal class, so I did some verification. You can’t imagine this. Feelings, obviously high-level creatures, but one day suddenly found that they have that kind of black history..."

"I went to some places in my memory, especially the impression. The TV station. The home, the home of the lover, the home of the **** host... Then I found out that I used to be a personal class! The reason why I became a senior creature is Because of a virus! I feel that as long as I thoroughly master the virus, I can completely abandon the weak body... so I started to study."

Huang Mao’s zombie said with some excitement. He could see that his human life was not as glamorous as he said, otherwise he would not use children’s programs to make money.

Like him, it sounds like it’s not checked. The old man who might think that he is not talented is often very dark inside.

After awakening the memory. As the zombie's yellow hair, he would be so disgusted with his own human identity. I can imagine that those memories are not pleasant.

Ling Mo thought about it and asked, "What level did you have at that time?"

"Level? You are asking which layer of creatures do I belong to?" Huang Mao’s zombies crossed the silence and looked at Ye Lian and others who were more than ten meters away from them. Finally, they pointed their fingers to Ye Lian, "and her. almost."

Advanced late... It seems that yellow hair belongs to the type of memory recovery.

Without waiting for the silence, Huang Mao consciously said his research process.

He first swayed all the way, and carried out various studies on a large number of zombies...

The process is more bloody, and the conclusions of the final study are consistent with the findings of Ling Mo: Direct swallowing of viral gels is more efficient than eating meat.

However, Huang Mao is still not satisfied. He found a shortcut to writing and read the road of chaos.

"I originally had thighs."

Huang Mao touched his cross-section of the thigh with a long, strange arm. He said: "By the hardened knee, I can run very fast, but my evolution speed is obviously slowed down, so I will go sooner or later. I was eaten out. So I ate my excess legs and used the friction of the front squats - the ground to keep myself excited. I was continually kept excited. But this is only an aid, the most important thing is Direct stimulation of viral combinations."

He said, he turned his head in amazement, revealing his own back, and opened his poor hair with his hand.

A black broken needle clearly appeared in front of Ling Mo. It is conceivable that the other end of the needle must be inserted in his virus mother's nest.

"But these are actually the detours I took. I am much worse than the same kind of the same layer, and even the broken limbs have changed. I came here to create this for myself..."

Huang Mao looked down and said: "I used to be a resident of this ravine. When I was 16 years old, I took the father's class as a railroad worker. This factory was built on the foundation of my old house. So I am right. The impression here is very deep. And there is no strong kind of here, I can hide here and slowly improve. The old zombie made me realize that the outside world is very dangerous."

"Know, the virus is actually the most primitive life, and it is growing very fast."

Having said that, Huang Mao’s eyes suddenly became strange: “The zombies are now much better than human beings. Ordinary zombies can only be considered as growth corpses. They have a certain amount of viruses in their bodies. These viruses will grow up. Gradually spread to the whole body, and began to transform their bodies, so that their power became powerful step by step, the skin's defense power increased. Finally, the consciousness was initially generated."

"In the second phase, it should be regarded as a transitional period, and it is also the period with the highest elimination rate. This period is basically based on instinct, can not evolve, look at individual differences, and look at luck. After breaking through this period, It will generate more consciousness, mainly to restore some fuzzy memories of human aspects. The zombies at this time can be counted as a semi-finished product, just like her..."

He pointed to Ye Lian, and then moved his hand to Shana: "At this time, it is really a zombie. From this moment, it is just a virus that invades the human body and becomes a living body that coexists with the body. Is the real beginning."

“The easiest way is to use a higher level of virus combination to stimulate. When a deadly threat is felt, the virus in the body will naturally accelerate the evolution, and faster than any situation. Because it is a threat, the general zombies will not take the initiative to touch the virus combination in the high-level zombies... In fact, who can think of evolution is such a simple thing... eh?"

Huang Mao’s zombie tried to open his eyes and smiled. “Ha ha ha ha... human beings will be destroyed sooner or later, there are no hidden rules, no pressure, no white eyes...”

Ling Mo's pupils shrank, the spiritual tentacles directly penetrated into the yellow hair's mouth, and then smashed his rather fragile internal organs: "Although this attack is disgusting, but to stop your middle two..."

He took out the stick and watched the yellow hair call the beast to fall to the ground: "The weak **** also dares to call the theory of human extinction."