This was Ling Mo's first time experiencing how other people treated zombies.
From a human's point of view, there was nothing wrong, but Ling Mo still felt very shocked.
The pimple-faced guy used the electric baton to continuously hit the advanced zombie's head. Another researcher came over and fiercely inserted the needle into the zombie's arm.
After a full syringe of blood was extracted, the advanced zombie was also tortured until it became dizzy.
Several times Ling Mo was ready to cut off the spiritual connection, but the person who extracted the blood stopped the pimple-faced guy in time.
"If you kill him, you won't get anything good out of it. The advanced zombies that we caught before are all dead, this is the most suitable test subject! Thinking about it makes me a little excited. "
The researcher's fat face squeezed out a smile, and then carefully put the syringe into the box.
Ling Mo noticed that there was a whole box of ice cubes inside. In fact, even if it wasn't kept at a low temperature, the virus in the zombie's blood would still be active for a long time.
"Can we really study the active period of the virus by drawing a tube of blood at different times every day?" The pimple-faced guy asked.
"Should be. Although I used to be a doctor … But hell, I'm just a pediatrician! But from the current data, no matter what kind of zombies, when they don't have a target to attack, their body will fall into a deep sleep, just like our short period of deep sleep. It can quickly recover physical strength, and minimize energy consumption, just like hibernation. Then when they turn on again … it will instantly start, no buffer needed. "
The man said as he tidied up the box.
"The recovery speed of these monsters is really amazing. Right now we lack medicine, but they don't need medicine. It would be great if we could extract the things that are beneficial to us. "
The pimple-faced guy turned around and stared at the advanced zombie in disgust.
"Forget it, I won't let the virus enter my body even if I die. What we need to study is how to kill zombies faster. The higher the level of the zombie, the harder it is to hit. How many sharpshooters do you think we have? But if we can research something that can kill them, no matter where they are hit, it would be great. Like the silver bullet that kills vampires. "
The fat faced guy laughed, closed the box, and then turned to the door.
"Do you know that thing that was found in the back of a zombie's head? Like a stone? I heard that it's the combination of most of the viruses in their bodies. It should be controlling the central nervous system of the zombies. By the way, do you know that there is a Super who gave these zombies a more detailed classification? "
The pimple-faced guy followed behind and said.
The chubby man sneered, "It's not like we're f * cking playing a game. Level …"
"But it's really useful. At least we know the characteristics of each level of zombies, so we can target them and fight. But even zombies of the same level have individual differences, if you underestimate the enemy, you will definitely die miserably. "
Ling Mo immediately reached for his backpack.
Sure enough, the information that Su Qianrou had given him was not comprehensive at all. It was completely evasive.
The camp's research on zombies was clearly much more advanced than what was stated in the information.
Although Ling Mo had already discovered the information that the two of them were talking about, he still couldn't believe it.
But this also meant that the evolution of zombies, their movement patterns, and even their thinking patterns, were gradually being exposed in front of these humans.
This was not a good thing for Ye Lian and the others ….
For a moment, Ling Mo was at a loss. Should he stand on the human's point of view and consider it, or should he stand on the zombie's point of view?
"Forget it, whatever they want to research, let them do it. But no matter who wants to hurt Ye Lian and the others, I will not allow it! Now this is also an opportunity for me …. "
Seeing that they were about to leave the bus, Ling Mo's heart moved. He suddenly controlled the advanced zombie to open its mouth, "Ow …."
"Shut up!"
The pimple-faced guy was shocked, and turned around to glare at the zombie.
Ling Mo was also a little anxious, but it was not easy to control the zombie to speak.
He "Ow Ow" a few times, and finally vaguely shouted, "Stand …. Stand ….!"
The two researchers were suddenly dumbfounded.
After they looked at each other, they immediately crazily rushed to the front of Ling Mo's zombie.
The pimple-faced guy even hurriedly threw away his baton, and then took out a recording pen from his pocket.
"Fuck! Fuck! This monster is finally willing to speak! This time we are rich, this is really a high level zombie with high intelligence! "
He rushed to the front of the zombie, and the hand holding the recording pen was shaking.
The fat faced guy swallowed his saliva, excitedly looked at the zombie, and asked: "You want to speak? What do you want to say? Don't worry, even if you say you want to eat us, it's not a problem, we won't kill you. "
The pimple-faced guy elbowed him: "Zombies are not afraid of death."
"You don't want to speak? Do you want to eat something? "
The fat faced guy looked very excited, he actually took out a bag of virus gel from another sealed refrigerator.
These virus gels were not clean, there were still some fragments on it.
And just looking at the quality, it didn't seem to be that good ….
But after glancing at the refrigerator, Ling Mo felt that his guess may be wrong.
They may have been dealing with the aftermath for three days or even longer ….
"You …. You …."
Ling Mo struggled to control the zombie and continued: "What do you know about us? You … .weak … .humans …. "
After saying that, Ling Mo's body couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.
Never thought that there would be a day where he would say such words ….
The pimple-faced guy froze for a moment, and then sneered, he hit the zombie's head with the baton: "This monster is not stupid! What do you know? You know a lot! You are now just like us on the outside, in fact, no matter what kind of experiment, it proves that you are monsters that kill as the first rule of action! Human flesh? Eat! Same kind? Eat! Mutant beasts? Eat! What the fuck is there that you don't eat? "
"But you … .you don't know … .how strong … .how to kill … .better … .kill us …."
After controlling the zombie, Ling Mo's body couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
This kind of voice was like a stuck tape, really not a good feeling.
Ling Mo touched Ye Lian's head, and then leaned over and kissed her: "Usually it's really hard for my girl."
But because he was distracted, the zombie immediately stretched out its neck, almost touching the pimple-faced guy's face.
This sudden scene scared the pimple-faced guy and immediately screamed like a wild cat: "Oh my god! He just wanted to bite me! "
"Tell me … .and I … .will answer your questions … .humans … .but I can … .can tell if you are … .lying …."
The zombie's eyes turned to the pimple-faced guy's chest, staring at his heart.
This was an advanced zombie, although it was a little confused after being controlled, but compared to mutated zombies or ordinary zombies, it was hard to see any flaws.
It was probably the first time they saw a zombie discussing conditions, after the two looked at each other for a while, the fat faced guy immediately said: "Okay!"
"We currently don't know much about you, but we already know that mutated zombies have appeared, and they are stronger than ordinary zombies, their individual strength is almost … .between mutated and advanced zombies … .you don't understand this right? Anyway, they are a little bit weaker than you. Then, we know that there are stronger zombies among you, their number is very small, not easy to catch, and they are very cunning. There are also some clues …. "
After the fat faced guy finished, the pimple-faced guy hesitated, then said: "The way to kill you … .currently we haven't found a better way …."
"We are done, can you answer the question now? What do you rely on to evolve, besides eating each other, what else? "
Ten minutes later, along with a roar from inside the bus, two researchers walked out gloomily.
"Fuck! Monster is a monster, we told him everything, he actually pretended to be stupid! He only knows how to yell! He even bit my recording pen! "
"It's useless for him to know, is he going to tell other zombies? These monsters …. "
"If we report the situation just now, the higher-ups won't think we are lying, right? Forget it … .let's just directly hand him over to them …. "
Probably these people didn't think that there would be people interested in zombies, so after they left, the bus was parked here, no one was guarding it.
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