I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Zhuolin almost stumbled, was pulled by Jing Xing and walked into the jungle, Jing Yi turned into a sword shadow to protect the two, Tao Tao walked the slowest and was the rear of the two.

"It turns out that zombies still have such things as kings..." Ye Zhuolin was quite astonished, "And it doesn't look like a zombie at all."

"He is indeed not an ordinary zombie, not only his appearance, but also his own consciousness."

"What?"

"I checked, he is a conscious zombie." Jing Xing frowned, "Or you can interpret him as a lunatic."

Ye Zhuolin suddenly thought that when the corpse king attacked him, he didn't just bite like ordinary zombies and animals, but stretched out his hand and strangled his neck.

This is human behavior.

"In other words, he is a monster, possessing the physique of a zombie and the consciousness of a human?" After receiving Jing Xing's affirmative reply, Ye Zhuolin's heart gradually became heavy, "You know that in your world, the first infected zombie Where is it? What is the origin?"

"It broke out suddenly. No one knows the source, and the system can't find it."

Just as they were talking, a low roar belonging to the zombies came from the thick fog at the end of the jungle, and the two stopped immediately. Jing Ye felt the danger, and the lingering Huanghe sword energy became stronger.

Accompanied by a low growl, a human figure gradually appeared in the dense fog, and this time even Jing Xing was dumbfounded: "His speed... probably had supernatural powers in him before he was infected."

"Then this is terrifying." Ye Zhuolin clenched the hilt of his sword, and calmly began to activate his abilities.

At this moment, the Corpse King suddenly grinned. His appearance is really not mediocre, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he suddenly has the feeling of a gentleman like jade, but his tone is particularly gloomy: "You...are people from the base?"

"The grass can still talk?" Ye Zhuolin said.

Jing Xing had never faced such a situation before, so to be on the safe side, he didn't do anything directly: "Yes."

The corpse king yawned, his tone drawn out, and the corners of his eyes slightly turned up: "Many of my friends died under your hands."

"They don't have self-awareness, and the behavior they do is harmful. From the public's point of view, they can only be killed." Jing Xing also had a gentle look of Yan Yan, but his eyes were full of coldness, with a trace of imperceptible cruelty. Angry, "But the corpse king must not be able to understand."

No matter how old and rough a person is, he can still hear Jing Xing's implication: I killed people, so what?Do you want revenge?

The corpse king was secretly provoked, but he didn't get angry. His nails scratched on the tree trunk, making a long series of harsh and unpleasant sounds. The sawdust floated everywhere, accompanied by a gentle but scalp-numbing sound : "Oh? That really... benefits the common people."

As soon as the words fell, the corpse king suddenly burst out laughing, and even the sand around him trembled. Ye Zhuolin's brows ached from the noise, and he wished he could bury him in the gutter and drown him.

What Jing Xing said was right, this corpse king was completely lunatic and perverted.

"You're panicking, afraid that we'll wipe you out? Are you? Why are you trying to get me wrong at a time like this?" The corpse king's eyes turned scarlet, and his voice gradually became hoarse, "If it weren't for you so-called superiors , In order to pursue what wealth and status, there will be such a situation? The vanity of the rich is thousands of times more noble than the life of the poor."

Hearing these words, everyone present was dumbfounded, Jing Xing was no exception, when he walked in, it was already the end of the world, not to mention Ye Zhuolin who came to make soy sauce.

He also asked Jiang Chulou about these things, and asked why this kind of zombies broke out. Jiang Chulou only faltered once and gave a general idea, which meant that someone used living people to experiment with medicinal materials and then played off, but this statement has always been Pretty fake.

The reason is very simple. How could it be possible to explode so quickly after doing experiments in one place?How could medicinal materials become poisonous?The tide of zombies swept across almost overnight, and Xanadu would be enough to become the doomsday overnight.

The corpse king probably saw that the four people in front of him were not simple, and did not act rashly. When the atmosphere was at a stalemate, a firework exploded in the distance in the distance. Ye Zhuolin saw Jing Xing frowned suddenly, and moved Qihuang combined his sword and stabbed at the corpse king.

The corpse king caught the tip of the sword with his palm, and the air around the two of them suddenly froze, and Ye Zhuolin's expression turned ugly as the fallen leaves were flying.

Jing Xing activated the technique again.

After all, the corpse king is a corpse king, and he actually forcibly resisted the sword that activated the spell, but he was still beaten back a few steps, and looked at Jing Xing with a little more caution: "You are not a supernatural power!" Bar."

"Oh, so what? Can't it hurt you the same?"

Jing Xing suddenly activated his ability, and the Huanghe in his hand appeared on the corpse king's back in an instant, piercing into the heart like a bamboo shoot.

"I know it won't kill you like this, but it's enough to make you understand that as long as I think about it, none of your friends will be left."

"That's a lot of talking." The corpse king sneered slightly, and struck out the sword, bleeding black blood, but it didn't affect the grin on his lips in the slightest, "I just woke up, and I really didn't have time to organize my friends. , This time it’s just an appetizer, show it to the waste in your base, and let them understand that things like the time of death may appear in the next moment.”

"Are you done? Go back when you're done, Brother Ye, let's go."

Ye Zhuolin was not used to throwing a few words of nonsense before leaving to disturb the other party's good mood like before, he could sense Jing Xing's serious attitude, and even feel Jing Xing's powerlessness.

Indeed, after so many worlds, Jing Xing felt powerless for the first time.

After returning to the base, Jing Xing resisted the discomfort of being backlashed by the urging technique, and the first thing he did was to call Jiang Chulou out.

"Chu Lou, I'm asking you something, don't be perfunctory."

Jiang Chulou had just finished bathing and changed into clean clothes. He combed his hair casually: "I know what you want to ask, did you see the help signal? We really can't stop it. For some reason, those zombies are playing strategy , directly caught us off guard, but then they left by themselves, I suspect someone guided them."

"You're right, but I didn't ask this." Jing Xing coughed lightly, and said seriously, "How did the zombies break out? Don't fool me with what you said before."

Jiang Chulou was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Jing Xing to bring up this question again, he was silent for a while, seeing that it was impossible to tell the truth, Jing Xing sighed helplessly in his heart, and said again: "I met the corpse king."

Jiang Chulou's words were suddenly dumbfounded in his throat, and he said dumbfounded: "Corpse... king?"

"If nothing else happens, we won't have a good time these days. That corpse king has self-awareness and can control the tide of zombies, and he can't kill them." Jing Xing frowned, "This is equivalent to the loose sand team with amazing fighting power. Suddenly there is a command, and the command itself is still a monster."

Jiang Chulou tidied up his clothes, half leaned against the wall, and tapped his chin rhythmically with his fingers: "Then now...the zombie group has a command, and the combat effectiveness is simply not what it used to be. We just realized it, so now the only one way..."

"I can't move away." Jing Xing interrupted Jiang Chulou's groaning, "The goal of moving together is too big, and it is easy to be discovered. Besides, there is no better place. Is it safe to change the location? Just stay here, I'll deal with it, cough..."

"Are you injured? Not infected, are you?" Jiang Chulou hurriedly supported Jing Xing, let him lean on the chair slowly, and sighed, "Don't be too reluctant, anyway, there are not many living people left in this world. After so long, many people are actually quite tired.”

"You also said, it's 'many people', not all of them." Jing Xing glanced at the shadowy figure outside the door, his expression gradually calmed down, "A person once told me that in troubled times, 'alive' is the most important thing Yes, even if many people don't want to live, but because of them, we can't leave the rest of the people who want to live well."

"You're right." Jiang Chulou smiled wryly, "But most people will be very tired."

"Let them hold on." Jing Xing supported the chair and got up, "There is always a way, just give me some time."

"Yes." Jiang Chulou just wanted to go up to help, but the wooden door was gently pushed open, and Ye Zhuolin walked in quickly with a dark face, as if he wanted to carry Jing Xing away directly.

Jiang Chulou immediately withdrew his hands: "I didn't touch him!"

Ye Zhuolin was a little bit dumbfounded, he was not someone who would be jealous of such a trivial matter, he came over suddenly, just remembered one thing.

But he still hugged Jing Xing away domineeringly, the kind that hugged him sideways.Jiang Chulou dropped his jaw twice within a stick of incense. Watching Ye Zhuolin gently push the door open with his feet, the figures of the two gradually receded, their upper and lower jaws opened and closed, as if they would never be able to keep their mouths closed for the rest of their lives.

When Ye Zhuolin hugged her, she felt comfortable and refreshing, but when she actually lifted her into the air and walked on the road, she felt a little awkward.

Especially Jing Xing had a face that had nothing to do with him, as if he was being hugged by someone else: "First time?"

"……Um?"

"The posture is wrong." Jing Xing's eyes suddenly complained, "You pinched my flesh."

"..."

"So, next time I'll hug you, and this time I'll play with you."

"Stop, let me tell you something serious." Ye Zhuolin continued to kick open the door, and gently placed Jing Xing on the bed, "Is there any pig iron and gun|powder here?"

Jing Xing was slightly astonished, and immediately realized what Ye Zhuolin wanted to do: "You want to build artillery?"

"Just thinking about it." Ye Zhuolin sat on the bedside, "After all, there is no imperial court here to allocate supplies for us. The small amount, it is estimated that it will be gone after a few rounds. I don't know if the pig iron is enough to make the barrel... ...Oh no!"

Jing Xing smiled suddenly: "Yeah, pig iron is not enough, your good husband can copy it, as much as you want."

"..."

Yeah, forget about it.

It is not what it used to be, and now he has such a big backer in his hand, not to mention replicating pig iron, it is estimated that replicating [-] finished artillery can be done at his fingertips!

"However, there is a problem." Jing Xing said.

"what?"

"The premise of copying is to have a reference object, but here, there is no pig iron."