The woman was raised by the big guys (MTL)

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    The two zombies seemed to roar tired, and finally the one upstairs stopped first, and the one downstairs also became quiet.

    Yes, the one above won't come out, so he doesn't need to worry at all.

    He thought vaguely.

    I'm just so hungry.

    The kind of hunger deep into his bones and soul made him desperately want to put something in his mouth to fill this terrifying hunger.

    This zombie was wandering this street with an iron bucket. He didn't understand why he kept wandering here. Is it because of his kind that is one level higher than him?

    If you eat this same kind, will you not be hungry?

    However, the opponent is one level higher than him, even if he can't figure it out, he can't eat it.

    Should wait for the moment.

    He can vaguely feel that the same kind is one level higher than himself and the coercion is also strong, but very weak.

    When he gets weaker, he can rush to eat him so that he won't be hungry.

    Before that, he must eat other foods.

    The dazed zombie stepped on a newspaper, and the creaking noise made him stop, and looked down. After a long while, he put down the iron bucket he was carrying, and stooped to pick up the newspaper with difficulty.

    Even high-level zombies, when they are not fighting, are the same as ordinary zombies, their bodies are severely rigid and their actions are slow.

    This is to preserve the stamina of the zombies.

    God knows why zombies also have "stamina".

    Probably instinct.

    He spread out the newspaper he picked up and looked at it. Naturally, he didn't understand it. The word "recognition" was long gone in the memory module, and he didn't see any interest in it, so he put the newspaper in his mouth. Stuffed, chewed twice and swallowed.

    Unpalatable.

    Still hungry.

    Lifting the iron bucket again, he didn't know why he was carrying this thing, just as he didn't know why he had to frequently look up to see the location of the third floor of the building, as if there was something worthy of his attention.

    Although it is higher, he knows that his kind is one level higher than him in it.

    Suddenly, a small head appeared from the third-floor window, and that small head fixedly looked at him.

    "Uncle Zhu Yuan." The soft voice floated out, slapped in the wind, and when it fell into his ears, he could no longer hear what it was.

    But he heard the sound of blood flowing and smelled the delicious smell of flesh and blood. These sounds and smells squeezed all his instincts, telling him that the "object" emerging from upstairs could fill the burning hunger in his body. .

    I saw the monster rushing towards him, rushing under the wall, and constantly hitting the wall.

    There is Lu Yu in the front and Zhu Yuan in the back. The edge that has been experienced once is stronger than imagined. She was not afraid, just paddling her toes, lying under the window, lowering her head as much as possible to look at Uncle Zhu Yuan who has turned into a monster.

    Behind him, Nong Jiusi stretched out a finger to hook Xiaobudian's collar to prevent her from accidentally falling.

    Not long ago, Nong Jiusi was still thinking about how to get Xiao Budian to sweep Zhu Yuan away with a broom - because the system made it clear that the broom only works in the hands of the side, and only she can use it.