Zombie [Comprehensive British and American]

In the following days, McCoff took Lin Jue to live in a small manor near a remote town in Slovakia.It's not far from where Mycroft's accident happened.Mycroft has not contacted the British government for the time being, because he said he needs to think about the future road planning.

And these days, Lin Jue is also teaching Mycroft and Severus how to be a zombie. In fact, in the last world with Severus, Lin Jue is more teaching Severus how to be a zombie. 'people', not how to be a zombie.It was also during the battle with Severus that Lin Jue realized how poor Severus' fighting awareness was.

As for McCoff himself, before he became a zombie, although he was not good at physical skills, he was proficient in firearms, and his equipment was all up-to-date, including the umbrella he held in his hand every day no matter whether it was raining or not. The excellent equipment provided by the side can be bulletproof, shootable, and rain-proof, and most importantly...it fits his British gentleman's style very well.Of course, this set of equipment is of no use to McCoff, who has become a zombie.

In addition to the ability level of popular science zombies, Lin Jue began to lay the foundation for Severus' physical skills.Although Lin Jue himself often uses simple and brutal speed and absolute strength to deal with opponents, he has a kung fu foundation.Although Severus has no foundation at all, the zombie's physique is at least at the stage of strength training, but fighting depends on muscles and body memory, and some basic skills are still indispensable.

Severus was trained to practice basic skills every day, and what's worse, zombies don't need sleep, and he doesn't even have time to rest at night.So the body is fine, the main reason is... the heart is tired.

As for Mycroft, he refused to practice gymnastics from the beginning.Even when he was a human, he was very aware of his strengths and weaknesses, and physical skills were one of his weaknesses.Of course, it doesn't mean that it is completely hopeless, but for Mycroft, spending the same amount of time training his physical skills and fighting ability, compared to the effectiveness he spent on other equipment strategies and manpower, the latter is ten times better than the former. More than double.So at the current stage, Mycroft would rather choose to spend his time on other aspects instead of training his combat ability. At least for him now, the speed and strength of zombies are enough.

These days, Mycroft not only learned more about zombies, but also heard a lot of descriptions about other worlds, especially after listening to Severus' story about the Dark Lord Voldemort, Mycroft expressed regret on his face. The devil's methods are too primitive and rough.

McCoff and the others did not stay in Slovakia for a long time before they stepped into the territory of the UK together. McCoff even caught up with the funeral held by the country for him. McCoff was not surprised that the specifications of the funeral were that non-royal members could enjoy it. to the highest level.Mycroft didn't finish watching the normal funeral. After all, he could imagine what those people would say with his toes.

After McCoff left church, he went straight home.Unsurprisingly, his mother was holding his photo and crying, his father also looked sad, and Sherlock was sitting in the living room with a gloomy and irritable expression, neither lying down nor walking back and forth.He wasn't surprised that his family didn't attend his 'gorgeous funeral', which was actually protecting his family, not to mention that the funeral was simply an empty coffin.

"Good day, mother, father, and, Sherlock." Mycroft walked into the living room and greeted his family.

In an instant, the living room seemed to have been cast with a time stop technique. Sherlock, who was walking back and forth, stood still, and his mother stopped crying and looked at him in surprise, and his father looked at him in surprise.

It was Sherlock who broke the still picture, snapped his fingers, and said excitedly: "I knew it! I knew it! You must not be dead! I knew it!"

In fact, Sherlock is not very sure, and as time goes by, the result of his deduction is infinitely close to the possibility of McCoff's death.So now he is trying to show that everything is in his calculations, but his eyes are full of surprises, "Ha! They can't find your body, fine, but no matter how powerful the explosion is, there will be a little trace at last, but they can't even Can't find a single fragment. Something must have happened in the last few seconds, what is it? I haven't deduced this yet! Forget it, don't tell me! Give me time to think! Oh, look at you now, intact, this It's not logical, they said you were mortally wounded before the explosion, even if you were rescued on the spot, you might not survive, let alone run out of the range of the explosion. Oh~~ This is interesting. Look at you now, act Free, steady steps, not even losing half a catty of fat. What a disaster for thousands of years..."

Despite the speed of his speech, Mycroft accepted Sherlock's bullet-like speech and all the information without any hindrance.Mycroft raised his hand to stop Sherlock from continuing, "Sherlock, if you give you more time, your brain may not be able to deduce the truth. So don't bother, and you are so sad for the son of man. When I was young, I didn’t even comfort my mother, it’s really unqualified.”

As he said that, Mykoff hugged his dear mother. Mykoff and his parents briefly explained that they survived by chance, but because of their special status and circumstances, they are not planning to return to Mykoff for the time being. Sherlock Holmes's identity, so she still has to be superficial to the outside world, and what should be sad is not to be too complacent.

In fact, although the parents have always known the genius IQ of Mycroft and Sherlock, they have never asked the two brothers to achieve what kind of achievements and what kind of status they should achieve.It's all about letting them be happy and choosing their own path.Now as long as they know that their son is still alive, the two of them can feel at ease, and they don't mind much about their identities.

Immediately afterwards, Mycroft led Sherlock into the courtyard for a brotherly conversation.Sherlock followed behind Mycroft, and he couldn't wait to speak as soon as he entered the yard.

"Special identity? So you survived due to non-natural scientific factors. You are not going to continue to use your human identity, obviously you are no longer human, you paused slightly when you mentioned death, and made a micro expression typical of memories , it means that you have experienced death. Let me think about it, dead and resurrected? Zombie, it’s not obvious that you are neither interested in eating my brain nor have the ability to think. Ha, but think about you becoming a zombie chasing people to eat other people’s brains The look is also very funny. Vampire? You are not afraid of the sun, and you seem to have visited your own funeral, come from the church..." Sherlock spoke faster and faster, and began to feel a little bit as he kept excluding answers. Agitated, he began to pace back and forth thinking, and finally closed his eyes and entered his thinking hall to find all possible answers.

"[Zombie]." Mycroft looked at Sherlock like a machine running at a high speed and almost dying due to overheating, and then said the answer.

The author has something to say: Sherlock: My brother lives [happy but I won’t say it], my brother lives and dies [I don’t say I’m not happy]

Mycroft: Pull it down, you can tell if you are happy at a glance, okay?

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Mycroft: The script doesn't say I'm going to die.At first glance, the author forced me to die for the sake of readers.Author let's talk

Author: shivering.gif