Chapter 2099: The Memory of the Zombie Clone

These zombies all look real. After all, the system prompts after killing them will not lie.

It depends on the situation. The city has been destroyed for a while. I don’t know if it’s just this city or the whole earth.

By the way, where is Nuwa? She and Yu Wanniang, Pseudo-olan, and Big Shrimp must have fallen into the current world, after all, they entered the time storm together.

I don’t know what’s going on now!

Nuwa is okay. She is not a real life form. Even if the damage is serious, she can repair herself.

Yu Wanniang is a ghost, so there shouldn’t be any problem.

Pseudo-olan and Big Shrimp are one demon and one aquatic. They may have their bodies destroyed in the time storm, and they don’t have the ability to resurrect like me.

Of course, as long as Nuwa is found, Jia Zhengjin doesn’t care about the two of them.

The most urgent thing is to find Nuwa and then figure out what the difference is between this earth and the earth where he was born.

By the way, this earth is a level 5 civilization.

Level 5 civilization can travel between the multiverse and develop the energy of other universes.

In other words, there may be gods and monsters on this planet, and Yingcao Hell is probably there too.

Didn't I come back from the magic world just to find a target that can kill me?

Although... although I seem to be a little hesitant now.

It's just that there seems to be a mark (destroyed) in the system prompt.

Does the destruction of civilization also mean that the gods and monsters in the current world have left, or have all been destroyed by something?

In any case, find Nuwa first.

Opening the virtual backpack, there are only the highest-level mining picks, shovels, axes and other tools, nothing else.

No, there are many inner sea pearls, but they don't seem to be used as currency in this world!

Even if they can be used as currency, there are no living people here.

All the props are in the box of Nuwa!

I didn't expect this to happen when I participated in the Dragon City Club.

But he was not worried, anyway, the soul projection could be used, and his original form seemed to have retained the new skills, but all the soul projections were reset to level 1.

The soul projection of King Huxiao was upgraded by 10 levels in the battle just now, and his body also automatically counterattacked and killed countless zombies and upgraded to level 7. To be honest, there is no pressure facing these zombies.

Looking back at the zombie corpses, I thought for a while and gave up the idea of ​​looting because it was unnecessary.

These zombies are all ordinary, without BOSS and elites. They will probably only produce some messy and insignificant loot, and the chance of producing good things is small.

Instead of wasting time, it is better to find the Nuwa as soon as possible before making plans.

Jia Zhengjin, who transformed into the Tiger Roaring King, turned into a black wind and soared into the sky. He quickly flew to a high altitude to check around. As a result, he found that there was a lot of smoke in the south of the city, which looked a bit like a crash.

The distance was too far to see the specific situation, but it might be the Nuwa.

He quickly flew to the south of the city and prepared to investigate closely.

While flying, looking down at the whole city, I felt familiar and strange at the same time.

Familiar because I can name some places at a glance, strange because more than a thousand years have passed, and this may be different from the earth when I traveled through it, so most areas feel fresh.

Especially this is the first time I fly in the sky, overlooking the whole city in this way.

The only regret is that there are only dense zombie armies wandering around on the city streets, instead of the bustling and prosperous scene in my memory.

My eyes suddenly touched the familiar building, and my body shook slightly.

I swooped down involuntarily and landed on the top of the house.

My hometown is a relatively disharmonious area in the city. This area is full of low brick houses, which is in sharp contrast with the tall buildings in the city.

And my home is one of the buildings in this disharmonious area.

The zombies did not find Jia Zhengjin who fell from the sky, and they still wandered around the nearby streets.

Jia Zhengjin came down along the tiles and jumped directly to the corridor on the second floor.

"Roar--!" As soon as he stood firm, a zombie in the house roared and pounced.

How could Jia Zhengjin, who turned into the Tiger Roaring King, be afraid? He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the zombie's neck and lifted it up directly.

But the next second, the whole person was stunned.

Because the zombie who was struggling in his hand turned out to be his own appearance.

I'm going to laugh!

Seeing the horrible appearance of himself turned into a zombie, Jia Zhengjin felt creepy, mainly because it was too disgusting!

In other words, this zombie is his clone in the current world. Or is he the clone of this zombie in another world?

In short, it is unclear who is the clone of whom, but the two sides must be related.

"Roar~" Zombie Jia Zhengjin kept roaring and struggling, but he could not escape from the hands of himself who had turned into the Tiger King. He wanted to bite, but because his neck was tightly grasped and his chin was pressed, he couldn't bite.

He scratched Jia Zhengjin's hand while struggling, but he ignored it because he was immune to toxins.

If it were an ordinary zombie, Jia Zhengjin would probably kill it directly.

The problem is that this is himself!

He never considered what would happen if he killed himself in another world.

But this clone of himself has already become a zombie, what's the point of keeping it?

Just thinking about it, my head suddenly became dazed, and I don't know why.

Then, the zombie clone in his hand seemed to become blurred.

Hallucination?

Jia Zhengjin blinked, but he clearly saw that his zombie clone's body gradually became transparent.

At the same time, it seemed as if something was drilling into his brain.

When the zombie clone disappeared inexplicably in his hand, he was in a trance again, and suddenly there was an inexplicable fragment in his mind.

In a school building, a young woman who looked strange but familiar shouted at him in panic.

He didn't know who this young woman was, but he felt flustered and anxious when he saw this scene.

Before the zombie clone disappeared, the only memory fragment left to him was about this young woman.

Must find her!

This thought emerged in his mind, and it was extremely strong!

Who is she? Why does his zombie clone attach so much importance to it?

Jia Zhengjin only felt that he was affected by the memory of the zombie clone, and his mentality, which had been calm for thousands of years, suddenly fluctuated. He quickly turned into a black wind and flew into the air, heading towards the school in the memory fragment.

"Roar~" The streets were full of zombies wandering back and forth, walking aimlessly.

Jia Zhengjin ignored them and quickly flew to the school building in the memory fragment, looking around.

The fragment of the woman appeared again, and Jia Zhengjin recognized her location in the fragment in an instant. He hurriedly flew to the fifth floor of the teaching building, wielding the gilded hammer to smash all the zombies blocking the way to death.

When he arrived at the door of the room where the woman was, he hesitated for a moment, used the soul projection to change into his original appearance, raised his foot and kicked hard for more than ten times, finally breaking the door, reaching in and pushing the furniture behind the door, and entering the room.

However, strangely, no one could be seen in the room.

Observing around, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the only wardrobe left in the corner, and he quickly went over to pull it open.

The wardrobe was indeed the woman in the memory fragment, but she was skin and bones, motionless, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

There were torn snack packaging bags around her, without even a little food residue.