Chapter 54: Transformer Remote Control Helicopter

"Of course, I was planning to save as many as possible. You wait at home and we'll set off early tomorrow morning." Zhang Xiaowen's maternal instinct immediately erupted when she heard that there was a baby on the 15th floor. The magic cube always felt that Zhang Xiaowen's head was emitting a halo.

"You are such a good person." Feng Zhiwen continued to rub his chicken coop hair, while Feng Xiaoer tilted his head and showed a sly smile.

Zhang Xiaowen smiled and went out with the magic cube to the stairs.

He didn't rush to find the mother and son. After confirming that they were safe, he began to search for baby milk powder from house to house. There must be people who gave birth to babies and fed them with milk powder in so many houses. Even if there was no baby milk powder, some nutritional powder could be used first. In any case, it was not a good thing to let the baby starve.

While cleaning up the zombies and searching, the value of the magic cube was reflected at this time. The anti-theft door that others thought could not be opened would open in just three seconds, but the situation was not optimistic. I don't know if modern people don't like to have children or not. Anyway, if there is no bag of milk powder or nutritional powder, you can't give the child white flour paste, right?

Half an hour later, a little good news was finally found.

"This household should have milk powder, because there are three zombies here, two big and one small. The small zombie... may be a baby. Wenzi, be prepared." Mofang looked back at Zhang Xiaowen and said.

"It's okay, open the door."

The bayonet twisted in the keyhole, and the security door was opened with a click.

Thud--

Zhang Xiaowen held the gun and shot at a zombie that rushed over without hesitation. The zombie that was shot had black blood on his head and leaned back. This was an old zombie with gray hair and a hunched figure. Zhang Xiaowen stepped over the old zombie with the gun and entered the room. After scanning around, she set her sights on the door of a bedroom. The lens showed that behind the door were the red dangerous figures of two zombies, one big and one small.

Thud--

Two bullets hit the head of the big zombie, and the life value of the red big zombie dimmed. When the muzzle was aimed at the red little zombie, it could not be shot. It might be because it was too small and the scanning image was limited and no obvious head was found. In this case, it could only open the door and shoot.

Holding the gun in the right hand and the door handle in the left hand, he pressed down and pulled it open.

"This...!" Zhang Xiaowen was shocked to see the little zombie in front of her and forgot to shoot. This was a baby zombie that was still in the breastfeeding stage. The chubby little body had now become gray and with dark circles under its eyes. It crawled over with its mouth open, scratching the floor, like a horror doll, with black and red pus and blood flowing from its mouth, and a gold padlock hanging on its neck.

"Wow!" The baby zombie screamed, and crawled towards Zhang Xiaowen creaking under the stimulation of Zhang Xiaowen's flesh and blood.

Mofang shook his head, broke off a piece of wood from the cabinet, rushed into the bedroom, and swung it up to hit the baby zombie's head with a board!

Bang... clatter...

After the baby zombie's head was flattened, it flew up and smashed the glass and disappeared outside the window. Falling from more than ten floors, its fragile body would at least be smashed into a pancake. After a simple analysis, we can conclude what happened to the two elderly zombies in this family. The baby zombie was not eaten, which means that it was definitely not the two elderly people who mutated into zombies first, otherwise this tender meat would not have been eaten up in a few bites. It must be that the baby mutated into a zombie first, and the rest is simple. How could the two elderly people have the heart to slap the baby who was more important to them than their ancestors with a shovel? Besides, no one knows about zombies, and they will only think that they have some kind of disease. Seeing the baby ancestors baring their teeth and claws, they will definitely hug them and kiss them to comfort them. The result is now.

"Magic Cube..."

"Don't think too much, there will be many such cases in the future. You should know that I cut down an elementary school for you. Hurry up and find milk powder. I guess the baby zombie won't be interested in this thing."

The magic cube raised its mechanical hand and tried to pat Zhang Xiaowen's shoulder. After gesturing for a long time, it could only pat its thigh. By the way... it's really elastic.

Soon she found a box of unopened baby formula, picked up a box of pure water and ran towards the mother and son's room. Zhang Xiaowen's mood gradually calmed down. Just as the Rubik's Cube said, why would she care about such a small zombie when a primary school was wiped out? While running, the Rubik's Cube stopped in front of an open door and walked in.

"Rubik, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xiaowen followed behind with milk powder and pure water and also went into the house.

"Is this guy a model airplane enthusiast? So many airplanes."

The room was full of airplanes, on the walls, ceilings, display cabinets, old propeller airplane models or jet airplane models, and many remote control airplane models. The most conspicuous one was the half-meter long remote control electric helicopter next to the TV cabinet, with a single rotor and a single tail rotor layout, and a fiery red spray paint. And the Rubik's Cube... was scanning that remote control helicopter?

The Rubik's Cube's eyes shot out fan-shaped scanning beams to scan the entire remote control helicopter in detail.

Watching the Rubik's Cube scanning the remote-controlled helicopter, Zhang Xiaowen felt a faint excitement in her heart. She clenched her fists in front of her chest and her eyes were full of stars...

Ka-ka-ka... The Rubik's Cube's machinery began to fold, stretch, twist, rotate and reorganize. The first transformation required a little adaptation time. First, it imitated the target structure to distribute its own machinery, then simulated the target shape, and finally combined and linked the various components. The whole process took more than 20 seconds. In Zhang Xiaowen's eyes, the Rubik's Cube gradually transformed into a remote-controlled helicopter.

Ka-ka... Ding... The fuselage was assembled with the sound of metal machinery!

Swish! The main propeller blades opened like a fan. Unlike the model airplane, there were actually six blades. The six blades reflected the metallic luster and finally transformed.

"Wow! So handsome! Cool!" Zhang Xiaowen screamed.

The remote control helicopter was half a meter long, painted mainly blue with red flame patterns, and the exposed machinery was black. The bracket-style landing gear and the unique six blades looked very mysterious. It can be imagined that with the remote control helicopter, there is an additional means of reconnaissance and attack, which is convenient and fast, and it has been upgraded by several levels. This time the transformation of the remote control helicopter was a natural outcome. In the past, it was difficult for metal or energy to transform into a flying state. Now, after the upgrade, it can naturally transform into a remote control helicopter. Although it is still a model airplane remote control helicopter, it will become a real helicopter sooner or later...

Buzz——

The engine started, and the six blades slowly rotated, the speed was getting faster and faster, and a strong wind seemed to blow in the room.

Finally, under Zhang Xiaowen's excited gaze, the Rubik's Cube slowly floated up, started to sway and finally stabilized. The sounds of the engine and propeller sounded more like a real helicopter. It floated in the room for a while, recorded various data, and then slowly landed and shut down the engine. The waste of energy is not acceptable.