Chapter 301: Deceitful Negotiation

This was the first time Ling Mo had truly experienced how other people treated zombies.

From a human point of view, there was nothing wrong with this, but Ling Mo still felt very shocked.

The man with the acne mark kept hitting the advanced zombie's head with an electric baton, while another researcher came over and slammed the needle into the zombie's arm.

After a needle full of blood was drawn, 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 drew the blood stopped the acne-marked man in time.

"Killing him is nothing good for you. All the high-level zombies caught before are dead. This is just the most suitable experimental product at present! Thinking about it, I'm a little excited."

A smile appeared on the researcher's fat face, and he carefully put the needle into the box.

Ling Mo noticed that there was a whole box of ice cubes in it. In fact, even without low-temperature storage, the virus in the blood of the zombies could keep alive for a long time.

"Drawing a tube of blood at different times every day can really study the active period of the virus?" asked the man with acne marks.

"Probably. Although I used to be a doctor...but hell, I was only engaged in pediatrics! But judging from the data obtained now, no matter what zombies are, when they have no target to attack, their bodies will fall into a deep sleep, just like It's our human short-term deep sleep. Gains energy quickly, minimizes energy consumption, like hibernation. Then when they turn back on...seconds, no buffering."

The man said while sorting the box.

"The recovery speed of these monsters is really amazing. We lack medicines now, but they don't need medicines. It would be great if we could extract these things that are beneficial to us."

The acne-marked man turned his head and gave the advanced zombie a disgusted look, and said.

"Forget it, I won't let those viruses enter my body anyway. What we want to study is how to kill zombies more quickly. The more advanced zombies are, the harder it is to hit them. How many sharpshooters do you think we have? But if It would be nice to be able to research something that can kill people, no matter what part it hits, it will kill them immediately. It's like the silver bullet that kills vampires."

The fat-faced man laughed, closed the suitcase, then turned his head and walked towards the car door.

"Do you know the thing found from the back of the zombie's head? It looks like a stone? I heard that it is a combination of most of the viruses in their body. It should be controlling the nervous system of the zombie, right? By the way, do you know? Do you know that there is a power user who gave these zombies a more detailed level division?"

The acne-marked man followed behind and said.

The fat-faced man sneered: "It's not like he's playing games, but he's still level..."

"But it's really useful. At least you know the characteristics of each level of zombies, so you can fight in a targeted manner. But even zombies of the same level have individual differences. If you underestimate the enemy because of this, you must die a miserable death."

Ling Moti immediately reached out and touched his backpack.

Sure enough, the information Su Qianrou gave him was not comprehensive at all. It's completely avoiding the important ones.

The progress of the camp's research on zombies is obviously much more advanced than what is stated in the information.

Although the information these two said was discovered by Ling Mo a long time ago.

But this also represents the evolution law and action mode of zombies,

Even the thinking mode is gradually being exposed to these human beings.

This is not a good thing for Ye Lian and the others...

For a moment Ling Mo was also a little dazed. Should he think for humans from the perspective of humans, or from the perspective of zombies?

"Forget it. They can do whatever they want to study, 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 skipped a beat. Suddenly manipulating this advanced zombie opened its mouth: "Oh..."

"Shut up!"

The acne-marked man was startled, and turned around to give the zombie a hard look.

Ling Mo was also a little anxious, but it was not easy to manipulate the puppet to speak.

He groaned several times before finally shouting indistinctly: "Stand... stand... stop!"

The two researchers were dumbfounded.

After they glanced at each other. Immediately, he rushed to Ling Mo's corpse like crazy.

The acne-printed man even threw away the police stick in a hurry, and then took out a recording pen from his pocket.

"Crap! I'm crap! This monster is finally willing to speak! This time it did. This is indeed a high-level zombie with high intelligence!"

He threw himself in front of the corpse puppet, the hand holding the recording pen was shaking.

The fat-faced man swallowed his saliva, looked at the corpse doll excitedly, and asked, "You want to talk? What do you want to say? Don't worry, even if you say you want to eat it, we'll be fine, we won't kill you."

The man with acne marks bumped him with an elbow: "Zombies are not afraid of death."

"You stopped talking? Do you want to eat something?"

The fat-faced man looked so excited that he took out a bag of virus gel from another sealed refrigerator.

These virus gels have not been cleaned up, and some debris still remains on them.

And just looking at the quality, it doesn't seem to be very good...

But after glancing at the refrigerator, Ling Mo felt that his guess might be wrong.

Their aftermath work has probably been going on for three days or more...

"You...you..."

Ling Mo struggled to control the puppet and continued, "What do you know about us? You...weak...small humans..."

After finishing speaking, Ling Mo couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows.

I can't think of the day when he will say such a thing...

The acne-marked man froze for a moment, then sneered, and hit the corpse puppet with a jǐng stick: "This monster is not stupid! What do you know? You know a lot! You still look like us now, In fact, no matter what kind of experiment it is, it proves that you are monsters who take killing as the first principle of action! Human flesh? Eat! The same kind? Eat! Mutant beasts? Eat! What the hell do you not eat?"

"But you...you don't know...how strong we are...how to kill...better...kill us..."

After the puppet controlling the corpse finished speaking, Ling Mo couldn't help letting out a long sigh.

This kind of vocal cords is like a stuck tape, which is really not a good feeling.

Ling Mo touched Ye Lian's head, then leaned over and kissed her: "It's really hard work for our girl."

But when he was distracted, the corpse puppet immediately stretched its neck, almost touching the face of the pimple-marked man.

This sudden scene frightened the pimple-printed man to scream like a wild cat: "Oh my god! He just wanted to bite me!"

"Tell me...and I'll...answer your questions...humans...but I can...can tell if you're...lying..."

The corpse puppet's gaze turned to the acne-marked man's chest, and fixed on his heart.

This is an advanced zombie. Although his eyes are a little dazed after being manipulated, it is difficult to see any flaws compared to mutant zombies or ordinary zombies.

It was probably the first time they had seen the corpse puppet who was negotiating the conditions. After the two looked at each other for a while, the fat-faced man immediately said, "Yes!"

"We don't know enough about you yet, but we already know that mutant zombies have appeared, and they are stronger than ordinary zombies all day long, and their individual strength is about the same...between mutant and advanced zombies... Listen You don’t understand this, right? Anyway, it’s a little worse than you. Then, we know that there are stronger zombies among you. They are few in number, not easy to catch, and very cunning. There are also some clues…”

After the fat-faced man finished speaking, the pimple-marked man hesitated for a moment, and then said, "There is no better way to kill you..."

"We're done talking, now I can answer your question? How did you evolve, what else do you have besides devouring each other?"

Ten minutes later, with a roar coming from the bus, two researchers came out depressingly.

"Fuck! A monster is a monster. I told him everything, but he pretended to be stupid with us! He only screamed! He even bit my voice recorder!"

"It's useless for him to know that. Could it be that he plans to tell other zombies? These monsters..."

"Submit the situation just now, the higher-ups won't think we're lying, will they? Forget it... let's just hand him over to them..."

It is estimated that these people would never have thought that anyone would be interested in zombies, so after they left, the bus was parked here, and no one was guarding it at all.