Chapter 102: Biochemical Monster

"Hey! Don't you know where to look when you're walking? You almost stepped on me! You idiot!"

The Rubik's Cube avoided a young zombie in sportswear, stretched out a mechanical finger to gesture at the young zombie a few times, then turned around and continued walking towards the stairs. There are also things like study gardens on both sides of the main corridor, which are covered with many students' paintings and calligraphy displays. There is also some kind of top scorer list. There are many four-inch color photos posted from high to low, one after another of youth. The overflowing face is incompatible with this world full of zombies...

Swish, swish, swish!

The small propeller cut off several desks and chairs blocking the stairs. Maybe there was resistance organized here, but it failed. Now there is no human atmosphere in the whole building, and red figures are everywhere.

At the same time, in the dark toilet on the third floor.

Tick...tick...tick...

The sound of water dripping echoed in the empty corridor. A pair of red eyes blinked in one of the toilets, and then a black shadow jumped out of the toilet and disappeared into the corridor!

The Rubik's Cube opened a narrow passage and went through it and continued to climb the stairs. Here, there were many bloody pieces of clothing and pale bones on the ground and walls. Eighty percent of the surviving teachers and students resisted the zombies here and finally failed miserably and were swarmed up. The zombies gnawed them to pieces mercilessly. In addition to bones and rags, there were many books, paper and pens in the corridor. He couldn't roller skate, so he could only continue to climb the stairs step by step with his mechanical legs.

After raising the mechanical leg countless times, I was finally about to climb up to the third floor. Suddenly!

Woo~woo~woo...

A desk was spinning and flying towards the Rubik's Cube. After precise calculations during the crisis, the Rubik's Cube moved. The desk almost hit the stairs against the Rubik's Cube. But what was going on? Do zombies know how to smash inedible metal? What Rubik's Cube didn't expect was that after he had just dodged the desk, another desk flew right after him...

"The turtle grandson understands strategy..."

Bang! Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click…

The Rubik's Cube was caught off guard by the desk and rolled down the stairs with the desk. Sparks flew all the way until it stopped at the corner. The screen was hit and flickered several times. Before the Rubik's Cube could finish the lesson, When he turned over under the table and stood up, he saw a zombie rushing toward him on the third floor!

Kaka! The left robotic arm turned into a small machine gun and aimed at the weird zombie.

Da da da……!

The firelight flickered briefly and continuously illuminated the stairs. In the firelight, a pale boy zombie showed a surprised expression under the gunfire, as if he couldn't figure out what the little robot in front of him was.

"Ouch..." The strange zombie wailed and was pushed backwards by the bullets. It was hit by bullets with bloody wounds all over its body. Although it also received several bullets on its head, unfortunately the small bullets were not powerful enough to shatter its skull and allow it to escape. Jie, hurriedly crawled towards the third floor with his hands and feet, and his exposed back and buttocks were immediately punched with bloody holes. After spreading black blood all over the floor, he turned around the corner and ran away along the corridor. He probably might do it for the rest of his life. A psychological shadow on toy robots.

Bang! Rubik's Cube opened the desk and stood up.

"What's wrong with this guy who has become a spirit? He actually knows how to sneak attack and escape. Are all the zombies in the school smarter?" Rubik's Cube said to himself as he jumped up and climbed the stairs quickly. This guy is definitely a rare thing. If you don't catch him, Detailed research is not worthy of the word science.

"Don't run away! I promise I won't hit you with a gun!"

Computer programs do not keep their promises when dealing with enemies. Moreover, they do not use guns, nor do they use machetes. Guns and knives are completely different and have a very strict distinction. Computers are strict...

"You...you are...what..." A vague but clearly audible voice came from the end of the corridor.

Bang! The Rubik's Cube accidentally fell to the ground. What the hell is this? Zombies will talk and ask me what I am! Is this a human or a zombie? Being a zombie is a very serious thing, okay? Suddenly, Rubik's Cube felt that this was an extremely rare mutation. It was very likely that the zombie's brain was not completely infected by the virus and retained part of its thinking. This is the most reasonable explanation at present. Strictly speaking, it is completely a zombie, because all its characteristics and DNA are that of a zombie. Even if it retains its sanity, it still cannot change its nature as a zombie.

Rubik's Cube stood up, holding up the small machine gun in his left arm and approaching the strange zombie step by step.

"Don't come here..." After saying this, the weird zombie got into a classroom and locked the door from the inside. He knew how to lock the door, which further proved that his brain could still work.

Wheels and feet stepped on the books, rags and other debris in the corridor and walked towards the classroom. Through the scanned image, I saw the weird zombie hiding behind the desk in the back of the classroom, and secretly looking at the classroom door through the gap. It was completely strange. Knowing that it had been observed in detail, its expression and movements showed that it was now very scared. Zombies would also have this expression. It was really a ghost.

The teacher's door was just a wooden door. The Rubik's Cube used a small propeller to easily break open a big hole and got in. The computer core was calculating which way to capture the zombie while preserving its brain. First, the electric shock was eliminated, and no one could Use a rope to ensure that if a zombie's brain cells are killed after being electrocuted, it will turn into a real zombie? How could my small arms and legs be able to restrain such a large human zombie? How on earth should I capture it... It also has the human mind Rubik's Cube, so I can't go too far.

The robot turned its head and saw a pile of bones and bloody rags piled in the corner of the classroom. It could also see the long black hair of many girls. This was...

There is only one weird zombie on this floor. Other zombies throw people everywhere after eating them. It is impossible to clean them up so cleanly. The bones look like survivors who are definitely not infected. Rubik's Cube can still distinguish zombie bones from human bones. So, it is this weird zombie that trapped several survivors in this classroom and ate them all as food. Even if they eat people, they are no different from zombies, let alone a genuine zombie!

"Since you eat people, don't blame me for treating you as a zombie." Rubik's Cube retracted the small propeller with a few clicks and pulled out the machete from its back.

The weird zombie who was hiding behind the desk stood up suddenly after hearing what Rubik's Cube said!

"They forced me! They all said I was a monster! I'm not a monster!" The weird zombie's pale face was full of anger and he roared wildly.

Rubik's Cube had nothing to say. This zombie was also right from its own perspective. It was also right for him to consider it as a zombie from the computer's perspective. There is no absolute right or wrong in the world. It depends on who is right or wrong.

"I'm hungry! So hungry! That day I finally couldn't help but eat a female classmate. Her meat was very tender and fragrant! It was the most fragrant food I have ever eaten in my life. It's not my fault! She kept looking at me with disgust! I remember she was struggling and begging me to let her go. Haha~ How could I let go of the food I got~"

"Who told them to always say I'm a monster! I'll eat whoever says I'm a monster! In fact, girls are still delicious and tender." At this point, the weird zombie licked his lips.

After the computer analyzed these languages, the weird zombie's brain was no longer very smart, and his emotions fluctuated, just like the intermittent mental illness of the gold medal of exoneration.

Woo woo~

The magic cube put away the machine gun and waved the machete with both hands to find the feeling. He was just interested in this guy's brain. He could keep his thoughts and insights to himself, or writing zombie notes had nothing to do with him.