Reborn Zombie Supreme

In front of Renjia Village, in the small forest on the steep slope, three figures were sneaking and hiding behind the bushes.

"It's coming, it's coming!" The person on the left squatting on the ground whispered.

"One! Two! Three! Close the net!"

A scream of "Ah" suddenly came from the distance.

"I hit it! Hehe!"

The three of them ran out, and when they came back they carried a corpse wearing a shroud on their shoulders.

"This guy is so light"

The three of them were mentally prepared to carry the body, only to realize that this guy weighed a hundred or more kilograms at most, and one person could carry it and run.

"I guess the zombie I met during the day can't do it. You forgot, he can only hide in the grass and dare not move."

The leader rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand and explained matter-of-factly: "This one is different. It can go on the road during the day. Have any of you ever heard that zombies can go on the road during the day?"

"No no"

The other two were carrying the body, their heads shaking like rattles.

"That's it, but hey, we have to ask foreigners to increase the price! This zombie can't be sold for fifty yuan."

"Then sixty?"

The three people who fell into the money's eye laughed slyly.

…

Not far from Renjiacun, there is a village called Taihezhuang.

In the early years, the population was larger than that of Renjiacun. Later, a group of foreigners came to occupy this place as a place to stay, and then fewer and fewer people lived there.

There are only a few brick and large tile-roofed houses in the village. Many poor families cannot afford such a house even after half a lifetime of farming.

Now, a foreigner has come and is doing research here.

The three of them carried the two zombies into the large house with the kerosene lamp still on. As soon as they entered, they were greeted by a variety of sour and spicy smells that burned their noses.

Glass bottles and jars contained strange red and green water, and some bubbled like boiling water.

The six-foot-tall bearded foreigner in a white coat heard the commotion and laughed when the three people came back. He said in broken Chinese: "The phantom will come, will it be?"

The three of them placed the corpses and stood on the ground, wiping sweat from their clothes and nodding, "Good harvest, two zombies."

The leader tugged at the black bag next to him as if to show off, and a man a few inches taller than the foreigner, wearing a tattered red robe, with short black hair on his face appeared, with two corpses as thick as wolf teeth. His teeth were cold and wet. If he was bitten, he would suck all the blood. Half of his neck would be bitten off!

"Oh, God!"

Foreigners looked around the zombies like they were appreciating works of art.

He handed a money bag to the three of them, but kept looking at the zombies with his eyes. "This is the reward for the mud people."

"Fifty?"

The leader's tone was unkind.

"Fifty is the price of a zombie, right?"

"Beautiful mistake"

"Then do you want to take a look at this one?"

The other two people held Nintendo's body like they were offering treasures and said, "This one is different. Ordinary zombies can only move at night, but this one can do it during the day too!"

"But, he loves school so much, how can he be more powerful than this?"

The short Nintendo looked like it was stunted in front of He Cheng.

The leader rolled his eyes and explained: "Did you know that in our Chinese Kung Fu, the most powerful masters are all short? If you are tall and have a high chassis, you can knock him down with just one kick!"

Taking Kung Fu as an example, the foreigner immediately understood and shouted:

“Muds are such angels!”

"This zombie almost killed us, ahem, at least..."

The foreigner interrupted them with a wave of his hand and handed out a bag: "There are seventy yuan in it. Wo Shen Shangmei has too much money."

"It's okay, it's okay! That's enough! Hehe!"

They made ten yuan more than expected, and the three of them couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

"Help Wo carry this gay zombie to the test bench."

Watching the foreigners blending the bottles and cans, connecting them with rubber tubes and stuffing them into the zombies' mouths, the three of them just scratched their heads in confusion.

Is it useful to give medicine to a dead person?

"I am going to study zombies in China, breast milk in Egypt, and vampires in North America. If I succeed, the next Nobel Peace Prize will belong to me."

The three of them pretended to understand and nodded, then put Nintendo's body on the table with great effort, then turned around and started betting with the money they had just earned.

He Cheng, the "low-level zombie" who had been standing unnoticed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Although hormones are a good thing, if they mutate the zombies into weird deformed species and lose the opportunity for promotion, it will be more than worth the gain. Letting Nintendo inhale the hormones first is in line with He Cheng's thoughts.

Nintendo with the yellow talisman on it is not even a living thing in He Cheng's eyes, just a corpse.

As the hormones from the bottles slowly flowed in from the mouth, an ordinary corpse changed very quickly.

"Level 1-Nintendo (Mutant Zombie)"

"Level 2-Nintendo (mutant zombie)"

"Level 3-Nintendo (mutant zombie)"

…

"Level 9-Nintendo (Mutant Zombie)"

"Level 10-Nintendo (Mutant Zombie)"

"..."

At the speed of the second hand, its level is constantly improving.

He surpassed He Cheng in the blink of an eye and reached level 20, but his level is still rising!

"What kind of weird hormone is this?"

He Cheng's eyes lit up.

He is like a poor player in the game. He spends the whole night fighting monsters and cannot level up as much as RMB players. He is a drug addict who constantly levels up.

By the time it stops, Nintendo will be at level 26!

Although his aura is not strong, he is probably still a parallel import whose strength does not match his realm.

There are always some disadvantages to trying to encourage growth, but strength can be compensated for later, and it is not easy to improve one's realm.

The foreign devil stuck a needle in Nintendo's neck. Nintendo, which had a level far higher than He Cheng, actually had a needle pierce its skin!

The corpse of Nintendo, who had just died, twitched. The three body thieves were so frightened that they moved backwards and bumped into He Cheng.

"coward"

The foreign scientist laughed at the three of them and casually dropped the paper talisman on Nintendo's head.

Under the talisman was a pair of livid eyes and a pale face.

His eyes opened suddenly!

"ah!!"

In the scream, the foreign scientist died at the mouth of Nintendo.

"He's dead!"

The three body-stealers turned around in fright, and their chests, like a high wall, blocked their path.

"Gudong"

Someone swallowed and looked at He Cheng dryly.

He Cheng grinned, bit one to death, and raised his hand to grab the other two.

Nintendo's eyes lit up when he saw He Cheng, and he "woo-woo" started talking about zombies.

Most zombies can only use their noses, but Nintendo is so ordinary, with an IQ comparable to humans, and can speak and listen.

"for you"

He Cheng threw away his hand, and the two living people fell into Nintendo's hands.

The screams penetrated the roof, and were suppressed by the black clouds.

Nintendo, who was full of human blood, jumped to He Cheng and saw him packing two bottles. He asked strangely: "What are you going to do?"

"Take you to suck human blood"

Zombies sucking blood is the fastest way to improve their strength. If Nintendo can still upgrade, it means there is no problem with hormones. Otherwise, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing to encourage the growth.