Nonhuman Evolution Guide

The tree trunk was quickly dug up by the zombies, and the number gradually increased from seven or eight zombies to more than a dozen. Zhang Lin knew that he had to take some action.

He decided to take a bold gamble.

The little blue bottle was held by Zhang Lin's neck and pressed against the tree trunk, and then the tail of the bone slowly hung down.Perhaps there was some human breath on the tail, and the tree-planing zombies all raised their heads for a while.

Zhang Lin: "..." Although these were dead people, he still felt chilly under his crotch.

The tail of the bone flicked, and a row of dead, rotten pale human hands flew out, stinking blood splashed all over the ground, and the zombies continued to scratch upwards with their severed limbs without feeling at all.

Zhang Lin paused for a moment. No matter from the perspective of humans or aliens, these zombies are quite disgusting. It is really a difficult obstacle to poke their head with their own tail.

The little blue bottle under his hand kicked his legs dissatisfied, and even hummed twice.

Zhang Lin: "..."

Well, from its point of view it's totally fine.

Zhang Lin raised his bone tail violently as if venting, and suddenly attacked the nearest zombie like a poisonous snake.Blood and brains splashed out, staining Zhang Lin's dusty white coat little by little.

Up to now, the sensory discomfort has been left behind, and the matter of whether he will be infected with the zombie virus has also been deliberately ignored by Zhang Lin.

Maybe, maybe not.But all he can do is to keep the bone tail from being hurt-his weapon is only the tail, and if he doesn't use it to kill zombies, the only way to die is to be bitten on the face.

Zhang Lin shot the heads of the zombies one by one like poking a watermelon, and then sniffed the smell in the air.

There were still rotten corpses coming towards him, perhaps because of the death howl of the little blue bottle just now.It's pointless to stay here to entangle with zombies, the most important thing is that he's hungry.

It was obvious that the little blue bottle was also hungry, otherwise he wouldn't have exploded his appetite towards the zombies.Even if it is an alien, it is not picky, okay?

The problem is that there is still a longing for human beings in Little Blue Bottle's mind, which is a conscious need, not a physiological need, just like Zhang Lin, who has become an alien, still thinks that rice and bread are food by conditioned reflex Same.

This point is reversed in the impression of the little blue bottle.From its point of view, the zombies running over the ground might just be a pile of stinky tofu with long legs.

However, given that they are all human bodies now, Zhang Lin is very skeptical that if the little blue bottle really eats zombies, will it be infected? Even if it is not infected, diarrhea is safe, okay? Milkman is trying to survive in the last days.

Speaking of this... Zhang Lin couldn't help but brought the little blue bottle to his eyes, and carefully studied the fine white teeth.

It's not like the small deciduous teeth of human two-year-old children. I don't know if these sharp small teeth are the characteristics of engineers or servants of gods. No wonder they easily gnawed Zhang Lin's wrist.

The little blue bottle was pinched by Zhang Lin's chin to observe the teeth, twisting and turning uncomfortably, but when Zhang Lin ran his fingers across its teeth, it finally opened its dark blue eyes wide and did not obey. Instinctively bite down.

"You've passed the test, you alien." Zhang Lin poked the little blue bottle's belly viciously, and the little thing let out a muffled snort.

In view of the little blue bottle's acquaintance just now, Zhang Lin was a little less cruel and child-abusing, instead of holding the little blue bottle upside down or by the back of the neck, he hugged it.The little blue bottle seemed not quite used to the sudden gentleness, twisted in his arms, and then went up to sniff his neck.

Zhang Lin: "..." If it dares to bite it, it will die.

Fortunately, the little thing held back, and Zhang Lin took the time to search around, but there was nothing that seemed to allow him to pass through.Just to make sure, he searched nearly every inch of the surrounding ground, covered in dust and dirt, but still found nothing.

Looks like you still need a tool?

But this place is obviously very empty, and without tools, it can be found that there will be nothing special here.Zhang Lin kicked on the tree angrily, guessing that the thing might be underground.

Then he went out to find a shovel, and dug three feet to find that thing.

The shadows of several other zombies were already looming in the shadow of the tree, and the little blue bottle also arched Zhang Lin with its nose restlessly, and scratched his shoulders with its fingers.

Zhang Lin pulled Xiao Fat Claw away expressionlessly, and pinched it hard on its bare buttocks.

Little Lan Ping raised his head and howled without any surprise, the staggering pace of the zombies in the distance quickened, and their claws with purple-black nails also lifted up, staggering towards Zhang Lin's direction.

Zhang Lin cursed, pinched the little blue bottle again, covered its mouth, and quickly chose a gap with fewer zombies.The rancid corpse blood splashed Zhang Lin's head and face, and the little blue bottle stretched its neck in front of the drop of blood, looking at it intently.

Zhang Lin wiped the blood off his face, and bared his teeth fiercely at the little blue bottle.

The little thing that never changes.

At the same time, a wriggling moan came from Zhang Lin's abdomen.This is bad luck... If he doesn't find something to eat, even his physical strength will be a problem, and it will be even worse if the little blue bottle turns back into a servant of God.

He couldn't help but glanced at the little blue bottle.

The little thing looked at him, and suddenly boldly stuck out his tongue and licked his face.

Zhang Lin turned pale with shock, just now he was thinking whether to kill this little thing earlier, but it licked it up.Although he had wiped off the corpse blood on his face, the virus couldn't be wiped off with just one hand.

What if the little blue bottle turns into a zombie alien.

Zhang Lin hid under a rock, listening to the movement nearby, as if he had shaken off the tails of those dead bodies.

However, this larval engineer-like thing in his hand suddenly became a heavy burden. He carefully examined the face of the little blue bottle hiding back timidly, and finally sighed.

"If you start to have a fever, I'll break your neck, understand?"

Little Blue Bottle blinked its big eyeballs, and actually nodded.

Zhang Lin was startled, what kind of advanced species is this?He never felt that the little blue bottle could understand his words. After all, this thing was born not long ago. Although it may have grown up a little because of eating the corpse of the engineer that broke its chest, it was about two years old when it became a human. Appearance, but after all, it is still a blank sheet of paper.

Human beings seem to be a kind of intelligent life born by chance.In the early days of human development, higher intelligence required humans to have larger brains, but human women could not give birth to babies with larger heads.At this time, a mutation suddenly appeared, and he only had a low-level developed brain before birth.This brain is not big, but it has huge potential for development. It can eventually have a larger capacity than ordinary people.But at the same time, it takes longer to develop outside the mother's body.

This kind of individual finally occupied the whole earth because of its superiority, which is the present human being.

It is precisely because of this that the development period of humans is the longest among all mammals.

But now, Zhang Lin suddenly discovered that this rule can be broken.There is a kind of intelligent life in front of him, which is similar in shape and gene to human beings.It has not been 24 hours since it was born, and it already has the body of a two-year-old child, and even has similar intelligence.

Damn, these evidences made Zhang Lin more and more believe in Sheldon's deduction, maybe the aliens are really a superior race.

Little Blue Ping was very interested in Zhang Lin who was frowning and thinking, raised his hand to stroke his eyebrows, puffed out his cheeks and laughed a few times.

Zhang Lin suddenly felt a faint bitterness.

A little thing that counterattacked humans was born in his hands—but the problem is that he is also a big alien, when can he experience the superiority of a higher race?Is it IQ, where is it, where is Nima!

The little blue bottle smashed its mouth, climbed up and licked Zhang Lin's face again, then tilted its head with a puzzled expression, staring at Zhang Lin in puzzlement, as if it didn't understand why this familiar blood suddenly changed It must have made him very uncomfortable.

Zhang Lin didn't want to say any more, picked up the small blue bottle by the waist, and walked out of the woods in one direction, hoping not to get lost.

His movements are very light, although maybe not as light as the aliens, but he can completely avoid the attention of zombies.Occasionally, some ramming zombies would see him, and before they had time to attack, they would be headshot by the bone tail. In such a weak attack, Zhang Lin was about to laugh like a curator of gold again.

Once he accepts this kind of setting, it's still very interesting... In fact, he wants to say that it seems that there are no mutant zombies in this world, and it is safe, clean and pollution-free.

Zhang Lin suspected that he had gone around many circles in the woods, but he would end up in places he hadn't seen before. This was a good sign—as long as he didn't starve to death, he would go out.

The problem was that he felt like he was starving to death.

Zhang Lin sat in the middle of a pile of bushes, listlessly pinching the belly of the little blue bottle. It looked quite fat, but he didn't know how it tasted.

Then he stopped suddenly and listened warily.

He seemed to hear a little footsteps - a little flustered and impatient, the steps were small, but it was obviously not a zombie.

Zhang Lin's spirit was shocked, but then he became depressed again.

What can he do?Tuck the tail of a bone into your clothes?Just kidding, the tail is full of the rancid blood of the zombies, and if the sharp edges cut his skin, infection will become inevitable.

But he didn't really want to give up this opportunity...At least let him contact humans once to figure out where this is.

Zhang Lin put the little blue bottle next to him, opened the suitcase that he had been carrying all this time, took out the syringe that had been containing the light gray liquid, and brought it to his neck. While watching, he slowly pushed the liquid in.

Immediately after he grabbed the little blue bottle, the little thing babbled and crawled out with all its strength.And Zhang Lin's hands bound its thin and short arms like iron hoops, making it impossible for it to break free.

However, in the next second, severe burning pain swept through his body, Zhang Lin curled up in pain, and unconsciously let go of his fingers.

The little blue bottle moved closer curiously, but was forced back by the scorching breath.The little thing blinked his big eyes, and there seemed to be something shining in the deep eye sockets.

When Zhang Lin woke up, his whole body was sore and weak, his throat was thirsty and hoarse.His first thought was to feel behind him, and then the stone in his heart finally fell down.

The tail fell off.

Then he realizes that something doesn't seem right... the little blue bottle is missing?