"Woo …."
The zombie slowly shook its head and stared at the zombie puppet controlled by Ling Mo with confusion. In his view, this zombie was clearly of a low level, and according to common sense, it should not be able to see through his method of luring the enemy. He had already tried his best to provoke it within the scope of the conditions. Even if the other party felt his strong breath, it should not be able to control itself and rush over … But what was the situation now?
"Are you scared? It's okay, you can calm down first. " Ling Mo looked around and quickly found what he was looking for on a chain.
The zombie widened its eyes and stared at Ling Mo as it walked over, then stretched out two deformed fingers and pinched the sign.
"Hey, I thought you were an overlord level …" Ling Mo glanced at it and suddenly looked up at the zombie in surprise.
The sign recorded all aspects of the zombie's information, one of which was obviously updated in real time, which caught Ling Mo's attention. The virus concentration in the blood was 47%, this data had exceeded what Ling Mo had seen in the report before.
"So you are an overlord level?" Ling Mo's question was obviously in vain, he was getting more and more fluent, but the zombie was getting more and more shocked, at this moment it was completely dumbfounded.
This expression appearing on the face of a high level zombie was quite fresh, and this was not the expression that a wild zombie should have. It was either that it had been locked here for a long time, or it was simply artificially cultivated by the experimental group. Ling Mo felt that the former was more likely, high level zombies were not that easy to raise. Even if the experimental group knew to use gels or hives to feed the zombies, they did not have the conditions to collect these two things in large quantities.
Even if the experimental group knew to use gels or hives to feed the zombies, they did not have the conditions to collect these two things in large quantities. For zombies, cutting open their stomachs was as normal as peeling a banana, but for humans who did not come from the medical field, it was definitely an exciting challenge, not to mention digging out the brain to get something. Perverts were the minority after all …
Ling Mo looked at the sign again, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Oh, so you are a mutant zombie."
He grinned and looked at the zombie with interest. In the eyes of this mutated zombie, although the face of this same species was still stiff and had an extremely strange expression, he didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Clang …"
The chain began to shake under the zombie's twisting motion. He stared at Ling Mo as he walked to the left side of the door. He opened the cabinet and took out an aluminum disinfectant kit. Then he slowly walked towards him.
"Wu wu …"
"Alright, didn't they gag your mouth to make you keep your voice down? It's useless no matter how much you shout." Ling Mo put the aluminum box on the ground, raised his head, and said sincerely.
"Wu wu!"
"Serial number 101, right? I'm quite curious, why did they give you such a low serial number … Maybe it's to highlight your uniqueness? "Ling Mo's tone sounded like he was just chatting, but in fact, he was trying to get close to this zombie. It was quite strange when he thought about it carefully. In the middle of the night, he controlled a zombie puppet to sneak into this secret laboratory and chat with a tied up zombie …
101 stopped shouting, because Ling Mo had already opened the aluminum box.
"It's within my expectations that there would be a lancet and an oversized syringe, but this short saw is really out of place …." Ling Mo took out the saw, looked at it, and asked, "Don't you think so?"
101's eyeballs moved quickly, he finally understood. Not only could this zombie not be treated as prey, but it also wanted to hunt him! If it was under normal circumstances, this kind of low-level zombie could be killed with just one finger. But right now, it was tied up like a fried dough twist, other than its mouth, it couldn't use anything else!
Seeing Ling Mo stand up with the saw, 101 couldn't help but blurt out, "What do you mean by out of place?"
"You sure speak fluently." Ling Mo looked at 101 up and down playfully. Although his mouth was tied up by a chain, it wasn't a big problem for him to open his mouth. At most, it would restrict him a little. If he could think of biting people, then he could naturally speak.
"You … What are you?" 101 sniffed his nose vigilantly. Although the person in front of him had the smell of the same kind, there were too many things wrong with him.
"I should be the one asking you that." Ling Mo said as he played with the saw.
He didn't think that he could really threaten 101, but his zombie identity was a great smokescreen.
"Why should I tell you?" 101 blinked and said.
But as a zombie, he really didn't know how to hide … The high frequency of blinking and the anticipation in his eyes showed that he wanted to negotiate.
"Answer the question, and I will let you out." Ling Mo said.
101 opened his eyes wide again, and then he suddenly started to struggle. The chains rattled, "That's great! So you are saying that you also escaped? "
"You are the one answering the question, not me." Ling Mo rolled his eyes. Needless to say, 101's brain was quite good, much better than the normal mutant zombies.
Wait …
Ling Mo's brain suddenly flashed, and the way he looked at 101 suddenly changed.
It was more intelligent than the normal mutant zombies … Could this be the mother zombie?
The more Ling Mo thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. The zombie in front of him was the mother zombie that created number one!
Seeing that Ling Mo was looking at him with a strange look, 101 twisted his upper body that had lost an arm, and asked, "Low … same kind, what do you want to ask me?"
"Are you the mother?" Ling Mo asked.
"Mother …" 101 thought for a moment and shook his head, "Can't you tell that I am a male?"
"… My bad, let me put it another way. Did they lock you up here to extract your blood? "Ling Mo asked again.
101's eyelids suddenly drooped. A few seconds later, he raised his head with a ferocious expression, and the chains rattled again, "Not only blood! They extracted all kinds of liquids from my body, all kinds! There's blood, bone marrow, there's … "
"Okay! I understand! "Ling Mo quickly stopped him. If this continued, he felt that his ears would be seriously injured.
Looking at the saw in his hand, Ling Mo suddenly had a look of disgust. His eyes immediately turned to the root of 101's thigh.
101 was stunned, and immediately nervously closed his legs, "No, they actually cut it from the abdomen …"
"That's good …" Ling Mo immediately let out a sigh of relief.
"Look at my arm, it was also cut off by them!" 101 was very angry.
"Huh? Wasn't this to prevent you from running away? "Ling Mo was a little shocked.
101 shook his head, "No! Because they carefully put it in ice. Maybe they thought it would taste better if it was chilled … Damn humans. "
"Uhh … No, no one is interested in your flesh, really." Ling Mo said with a chill in his voice.
"What do you mean? Don't look at me like this, my flesh used to be very popular. "101 was angry.
Ling Mo also roughly understood that after being used as a virus generator for a long time, 101's body had a lot of problems. The reason he was able to survive was because of his super strong recovery ability, but some permanent damage was unavoidable, such as his wrinkled appearance.
However, it was the first time that Ling Mo met such a narcissistic zombie, and the angle of his narcissism … was very similar to a zombie's.
Although 101 didn't know what his flesh was used on, Ling Mo was sure that this was without a doubt a female zombie.
"There's one more question …" Ling Mo pinched his chin and stared at 101, "Your mutation … What is it?"
From 101's appearance, it was hard to tell what his mutation was …
He didn't expect that after Ling Mo asked, 101's expression suddenly became gloomy.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked in front of him, and said, "Lowly … kindred …"
"If you want to call me lowly kindred, just do it, don't hold it in …"
"Then take this thing further away … Okay, don't interrupt me," 101 continued. 101 continued, "Same species, do you have a term related to humans in your memory?"
"What is it …" Looking at 101's expression of pain, Ling Mo could already guess the ending …
"Gibbon …" 101 sighed, "My hands can flexibly wrap around my body twice, and it's a two-fingered one!"
"Why are you so proud of the two-fingered one …" Wild zombies were really hard to understand …
"What do you know? In the human world, two-fingered is highly respected. Have you heard of the two-fingered one? Forget it, I don't expect you to know much about the human world anyway … What are you doing? "101 suddenly shut his mouth.
Ling Mo picked up the lancet and took out a bottle, "I sympathize with what you've been through, but you have to cooperate with me."
"What are you doing …" 101 widened his eyes and asked.
"Lend me some blood. It might be a little painful, but you should be used to it, right? Relax, don't go crazy. "
Ling Mo smiled and decisively went behind 101. Of course, it wasn't safe to be in front of him, but behind him, he could only watch.
"Why … You … Sob sob!"
While 101 was struggling, Ling Mo in the dormitory building had a satisfied smile on his face.
He finally found the female zombie, and the virus was in his hands …
However, Ling Mo was quite concerned about where 101's arm went.
He could figure out how to use the virus, but what could he do with the arm?
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