After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 711, Level 3 Zombies

The smile on Song's mother's face grew bigger and bigger, with wrinkles appearing on her face. She held Song Wenwen's arm tightly.

The little blue zombie looked at Bai Xirong dully. When Mother Song was smiling, her head slowly moved and she glanced at the fingers holding her arm.

With just one glance, the little blue zombie looked at Bai Xirong again.

This time, there was no anger in her rotting eyes, and there was a touch of softness and calmness.

"I came here this time because I have something to tell my aunt. There are several people from the Human Survivor Alliance in the base. We must not let them find out that Wenwen is in the base."

Bai Xirong could feel that these two righteous people were not very friendly to zombies.

The most important thing is that they have powerful powers. If they really attack Song Wenwen, let alone the Song family, the base commander may not be able to save him.

"Okay, I understand. We are very careful and never let Wenwen go out. The soundproofing is also good."

When Song's mother heard Bai Xirong's words, her heart tightened. She had obviously taken every precaution, but even though she said this, she was still worried in her heart.

"I'll take Wenwen to the house first."

Bai Xirong took Xiaolan Zombie's hand from Mother Song's and walked into the innermost room.

"Okay, okay, I'll... keep watch."

Mother Song watched them go in, then stood at the door waiting for them to come out.

It was like this every time. When Wenwen was absorbing the crystal core inside, she would wait at the door.

Sometimes it's a day, sometimes it's an afternoon.

The heart that is lost and found will always worry about gains and losses.

inside the house.

The little blue zombie was pulled by Bai Xirong to sit on the chair obediently, then he pinched a crystal core and began to absorb it.

Bai Xilu put her fingers on Xiaolan Zombie's shoulders, and entered into that mysterious and mysterious state where brain waves are separated from the brain.

This time, Bai Xirong could still feel the brain waves raging crazily in the little blue zombie's brain.

However, in addition to the violent brain waves, she could also feel that the little blue zombie was deliberately suppressing this emotion.

restraint.

This is Xiaolan Zombie's active restraint, not Zhang Yiming's restraint under brainwave suppression.

The ideology belonging to the little blue zombie is awakening little by little.

With Bai Xirong's communication, Xiaolan Zombie began to mobilize the powers in his body.

The rotten fingertips occasionally showed bursts of frost, and occasionally a small flame rose up.

Song Wenwen had dual powers of ice and fire when he was alive, but what he awakened after becoming a zombie was the dual powers.

However, this is the first time she has used the powers in her body as a zombie.

She had been absorbing supernatural powers dully under the guidance of Bai Xirong, and learned to release them for the first time.

Time passes little by little.

The crystal core in Xiaolan Zombie's hand suddenly turned into powder. Bai Xili quickly took out another crystal core and placed it in Xiaolan Zombie's hand.

The little blue zombie instinctively absorbed the crystal core, and the power fluctuations on its body became more and more intense.

Because her consciousness was incomplete and she could not control herself perfectly, the powers she released were not obedient, and the surface of her body was alternately covered with fire and frost.

Bai Xirong covered everything in the house with a layer of ice to prevent the little blue zombie from setting the house on fire.

"Roar--"

The little blue zombie closed his eyes slightly and let out a suppressed roar from his throat, with a hint of pain in the roar.

This is a pace that is fast enough to break through to level three zombies.

The zombies themselves cannot feel pain. When breaking through the superpower, the crystal nuclei in the brain will absorb energy crazily, which will still stimulate the brain to a certain extent.

"Don't be afraid, continue to absorb the crystal core."

Bai Xirong continued to put the crystal core into the little blue zombie's hand, observing the changes of the little blue zombie.

Her rotten face seemed to have new changes. There was still rotten flesh on her face. The rotten flesh seemed to be squirming and became smoother than before bit by bit.

There is still carrion, but there is much less.

Bai Xirong looked away slightly and landed on the photos placed aside.

The little blue zombie in the photo is an aloof and beautiful lady, with skin on her face that can be broken by blows.

Even though the little blue zombie's face is full of rotten flesh, she can still vaguely see her once beautiful appearance.

"Roar--"

The little blue zombie let out another low roar, and his body shook violently. The power fluctuations on his body suddenly became larger, and then slowly calmed down.

The little blue zombie successfully evolved from a second-level zombie to a third-level zombie.

Generally speaking, level three zombies can talk.

Zombies look dull when they have no flesh and blood, but they are human beings after all. The higher their powers are, the more their instinctive behaviors that belong to humans are revealed little by little.

Sometimes, level three zombies can speak in hoarse zombie terms.

It depends on the environment where the zombies are.

If it is the only one in its environment without other zombies or humans, the probability that it can speak is smaller.

Just like children learning to speak, they also need to be influenced by their ears and eyes.

For someone like Wenwen, who has been staying with her family recently, and whose family talks to her every day, the probability of her learning to speak is higher.

As long as he learns to talk, the little blue zombie will recover his memory faster and faster, and he can quickly move towards the ranks of high-level zombies.

Most zombie kings are born. When they are infected, they become high-level zombie kings and never decay.

But it doesn't mean that there is no possibility for low-level zombies to evolve into zombie kings. Even if the probability is as low as zero, it doesn't mean it won't happen.

"Wenwen, how do you feel now?"

Bai Xirong saw the little blue zombie slowly opening its eyes, and then started to talk to her.

The little blue zombie stared straight at Bai Xirong, with an unconscious smile on his face.

This smile is obvious.

"Wenwen, give me your right hand."

Bai Xirong stretched out her hand and tentatively used words to communicate with her.

The little blue zombie blinked its rotting eyes and remained motionless.

The response to language is still slower.

"Xiao Xi, are you okay? It's time to eat."

Mother Song's voice came from outside the door.

"alright!"

Bai Xirong responded, thinking that Xiaolan Zombie might still have to study for a while, so she went to open the door and prepared to take Xiaolan Zombie to eat.

Before Bai Xilu could reach Xiaolan Zombie, Xiaolan Zombie had already stood up.

Without Bai Xirong noticing, Xiaolan Zombie took the initiative to stretch out his right arm and let Bai Xirong take it.

At this time, Song Hongfei also came back with a large piece of beef.

The beef was cut into large pieces and fried in a pan. Because everyone didn't like to eat it medium-cooked, Song Ning specially fried the beef until it was brown.

There was a plate placed in front of everyone, and a very mature steak was placed on the plate.

In front of the little blue zombie, there was a large piece of raw beef, bloody.

Started eating.

At this time in the past, as long as there was raw beef in front of Song Wenwen, she would definitely swallow it crazily, and then wait to feed it again with unsatisfied appetite.

This time, her rotting fingers rested on top of the bloody steak, not grasping it in her hand.

Her dull eyes slowly fell on the table, and she looked at the beef on the plates in front of everyone.

It seems different from mine.

The smell of flesh and blood penetrated her nostrils crazily, stimulating her taste buds.

A violent aura was raging in her mind, and the endless desire to devour was urging her to swallow the flesh and blood in front of her.

The rotten fingers of the little blue zombie were trembling slightly.

Apart from the raging desire to devour flesh and blood, there seemed to be other images in his mind that fleetingly passed by.

"Snapped!"

Rotten fingers suddenly slapped the plate in front of him away, and the plate fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The bloody steak fell to the floor, splattering with a few drops of red blood.

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