Chapter 2432 One Tombstone Missing

"You...is that you? Why...are you here?"

The moment he turned his head, John restrained the heart that was about to burst out of his chest. And then the figure behind the eyes...how should I put it? Although he was indeed taken aback just now, the appearance of the other party here did not seem to be an accident to him.

That's right, from the moment he didn't see each other in the kitchen, John has actually been mentally prepared to meet each other at any time.

Of course, seeing an inhuman figure with many arms and legs in such a dark and gloomy scene is not really a good experience.

Maybe it was because the fright had not completely subsided, and John didn't even notice, it seemed that this was the first time the other party spoke to him-compared with the absolutely horrifying appearance, "her" voice was surprisingly nice?

"The master asked me to bury these human remains here, and engrave their names on their tombstones by the way."

In front of John, the living corpse lady with such an unfriendly name as "Splicer" nodded slightly, and handed out the chisel and hammer held in two of her hands, signaling to him a bit.

"Uh... oh, is that so?"

John didn't know what to say for a while, but judging from the attitude shown by the other party, it seems that the other party...has no intention of pursuing his appearance here?

He thought for a while, and simply squeezed a smile at the other party, and said tentatively:

"That...it's hard work. I just wandered around here when I was full. I accidentally wandered here. If there's nothing else... I'll go back?"

While playing sloppy eyes, John tried to walk two steps towards the other side. Seeing that the other side really didn't seem to respond, he wanted to just walk past the other side.

However, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as he had imagined.

"Mr. Stewart, don't you stay a little longer?"

John, who had already walked behind the other side, suddenly heard that pleasant voice sounding again, which made him, who was already nervous, stop suddenly from trying to escape.

Then, the "lady" behind him said something that made his scalp tingle again——

"...After all, it is said that the people buried here are basically the friends and family members of the husband, aren't they?"

Yes, the other party clearly knew the identities of the owners of these tombstones, and seemed to have some understanding of his relationship with these people.

This also means that the living corpse side sent Bai Ye to bring him——John Stewart—from the ruins of the city to the east. Does it really have some purpose that he himself does not know yet?

John, who had been perplexed by the attitude of the zombies towards him, couldn't help but start thinking about it at this moment... Even he understands that now is not the time to think wildly!

Trying to stop himself from thinking so much, John regained his composure, then slowly turned around, looked at the figure that had turned sideways to face him and said:

"People... are going to die, even me. While I feel sorry and sad for their passing,

But since you have buried them well here, for them... I think at least it should be a good ending! Also...well, I thank you on their behalf for everything you've done for them. "

In fact, John didn't even know what complicated emotions he was using when he said these words. It's just his natural tactful instinct that allowed him to "speak nothing wrong" under the pressure of this "absolutely not safe" environment.

"I'm sorry, I don't really understand your human emotions in the face of death. This is just following the orders of the master." The silhouette of the living corpse lady on the opposite side did not make any further movements, but just stood there, very plainly "So, maybe you should thank the master, but you definitely don't have to thank me... Besides, if you have to say it, you can actually 'hate' me, because their deaths are actually related to me."

She had no tone of voice, and she spoke in a flat manner, as if she had written a long paragraph of boring explanatory text on a piece of blank paper. But her words made John's expression stagnate, and his heart skipped a beat.

"What did you say?" John was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand?" The other party said slowly, "The one who killed them can also be regarded as my clansman—the 'low-level living corpse' in your mouth."

Yes, it is true, every word she said is true! But John still waited until the other party finished the last word before reacting.

Isn't it the walking dead wandering around who killed these teammates? But why? Why hasn't he even connected those walking corpses with these high-level living corpses in front of him for so many days?

By the way, it is "wisdom"!

Perhaps it is precisely because these high-level living corpses look horrifying and frightening, but inside and outside the city of icicles, almost every object he has encountered has a personality that is close to, equal to, or even surpassed by human beings. High intelligence, which made him have a subconscious that is almost an illusion. So much so that whenever I met Ru Bai Ye, such as the "big sister of the living corpse", I would subconsciously distinguish "them" from the low-level living corpses outside as two completely different and unrelated creatures.

And it is probably because of the existence of this "illusion" that he has always held a strange feeling these days, and even lost the direction and motivation to act several times.

However, this is obviously wrong, isn't it? These seemingly friendly humanoid creatures in front of them are all "foreign races" who are not human beings. Not long ago, they were the life and death enemies of all human beings!

Just when John suddenly came to his senses and all kinds of thoughts were lingering in his mind, he heard the living corpse lady in front of him suddenly say again:

"However, Mr. Stewart, I have one more... which may be good news for you, do you want to come and listen to it?"

"What?" John asked subconsciously.

"In the team that Mr. was in at the beginning, there is still one person who may still be alive."

Is this good news? of course!

When John heard this, he immediately thought of nothing, put aside everything and suddenly raised his head, looking over the other person's silhouette to the entire row of tombstones just now. Although the night is dark, the outlines can still be seen more or less clearly here. He quickly counted from left to right.

Because the tombstones hadn't been carved yet, he hadn't noticed just now that the number of tombstones compared to the number of team members... there was really one less!

"Who? Who is it?" John thought eagerly.

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