[comprehensive] superior skills

"baby I love you……"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Song Ci heard an extremely affectionate whisper, and then realized that his situation at the moment was really bad.

His whole body was icy cold, he could barely feel the flow of blood, and there was also a hysterical, terrifying desire to swallow everything from his heart.

"I want to eat……"

Song Ci just subconsciously expressed the desire in his heart, but who knows, he immediately let out a hoarse growl.

"..."

She couldn't believe it, and opened her mouth again, but this time it was even worse, besides the rough and hoarse voice like sandpaper, there was also a rotten stench from the tip of her nose.

"What a joke!"

Song Ci roared uncontrollably, and shook his body vigorously, trying to break free from the restraints on his arms to see what kind of strange appearance he had become.

"Hush, baby, be quiet!"

The man who just spoke suddenly hugged her, and comforted her softly: "Are you hungry, daddy feed you, okay?"

Then, Song Ci felt that the sack covering his head had been untied.

It's a pity that this move didn't help her much, and her vision was still foggy, and she could barely see the figure in front of her and the sweet smell that came with it.

The man held a plate of fresh meat paste, dug a large piece with a strong metal spoon, and coaxed: "Be good, take a bite."

When they got closer, Song Ci realized that the meat paste delivered to his mouth was strangely red, and there were obviously blood clots in it.

Even though her mind had become like a paste, she still noticed that the original owner was different from ordinary humans. If she looked closely, she looked more like a person who had been poisoned by a corpse.

Thinking of the ghost slaves and corpse slaves raised by evil Taoists that he had seen in his previous life, Song Ci didn't have the guts to eat food from unknown sources, so he could only grit his teeth and desperately fight against the bloodthirsty desire boiling in his body.

"Why don't you eat it? Is today's meal not to your taste?"

The man didn't force her, instead, he put the plate aside and straightened his messy brown hair while humming.

At this time, Song Ci finally realized that the other party had been communicating in English, and the person she possessed was also a little foreign loli.

"There will be no evil Taoist priests in foreign countries. Could it be a criminal gang like doctors of evil and mysterious religions?"

Although the man's actions can be described as warm and affectionate, due to the previous expedition and the current weird situation, Song Ci really couldn't think of a more appropriate hypothesis.

Soon, the man combed two braids tied with bow ties. His fingers were very nimble, and the gentle force didn't even break a single strand of hair.

After tidying up the little girl's appearance, the man took the meat paste and questioned it again. After confirming that she really had no desire to eat, he said goodbye, put on the cloth bag again and walked out of the room.

"...If you didn't have this last action, I almost thought you were a good person."

Song Ci turned his head, feeling that it was impossible to take off the mask with a head-toss dance, and turned his hand to conjure up an iron-cut dagger and cut off the iron chains tied around his arms.

Having moved his stiff joints, Song Ci, who had just arrived, took out a dressing mirror as usual and wanted to see the original owner's appearance. Unexpectedly, just getting close to the mirror was startled by a pale and rotten face.

The little girl in the mirror is about seven or eight years old, wearing a light blue printed dress, and the sandals on her feet are also beautiful cartoon patterns.

If you only look at the part below the neck, it is definitely a cute and cute loli, but if you count the green and white rotten face, it will become an existence that can stop children from crying in an instant.

Song Ci swallowed, and suddenly felt that the man who combed the original owner's hair just now must be a super nice person.

She didn't know why little Lolita became like this, so she could only look for some useful things in the house to support her guess.

In this room similar to a secret room, the most conspicuous display is two rows of large fish tanks stacked together. Not only are there many muddy potions in it, but also a dozen heads of people with different degrees of decay.

Song Ci was not very interested in these human specimens. He raised his stiff legs and wobbled to the place where the man left after just one glance, and knocked on the locked door with an iron stick.

Outside the door is not the imagined dark dungeon, on the contrary, it can be a neat study that any ordinary family would have.

Bright sunlight pours in through the drawn curtains, and there is a glass cabinet that occupies the entire wall next to the spacious log desk. Books, drinks and a Japanese knife that are not short-lived are placed from top to bottom.

Song Ci squinted her eyes, and for some reason, when she caught a glimpse of the knife just now, she suddenly felt a palpitation.

When she wanted to go over to take a closer look, a photo frame she accidentally encountered diverted her attention.

It was a family portrait, a beautiful and gentle wife, a handsome and elegant husband, and a little girl with a sweet smile.

He couldn't see their faces clearly, but Song Ci still felt a drop of cold liquid dripping down his cheek onto the photo frame.

"Mom, Mommy..."

The voice dissipated in the air was still hoarse, and his mind was still confused, but Song Ci suddenly realized what the original owner was obsessed with.

Putting away the photos, Song Ci didn't touch anything else, instead put on a cloak and walked out of the study.

The corridor was quiet, only a few guards on duty stood smoking together at the entrance of the hall, and they were all tall and strong Caucasians without exception.

Although Song Ci's legs and feet are not flexible enough, but fortunately she is young, and she can get out from between the guards as long as she bends slightly.

Walking out of the building, Song Ci, who had just completed the weird room escape plan, seemed to have entered a peaceful haven.

On both sides of the spacious road are beautiful and clean small European-style buildings. You can also see many local residents standing at the door of their homes and chatting leisurely, and some people are tending the green plants in the garden.

The most surprising thing was that they seemed to be accustomed to the armed guards across the road, and they didn't show panic or fear at all.

Randomly picked a courtyard and went in for a stroll, Song Ci found that there were traces of human life everywhere, but it seemed a little deserted.

The town is not big. It can be said that it is surrounded by an old street. It is estimated that an adult can walk through it in an hour at most.

Song Ci took the trouble to go there, and because of this, he realized that the small town was incompatible with the civilized society in his impression.

Residents who live here have no cars, no children, not even a dog.

Even the elderly did not sit at home and watch TV when the sun was at its fullest, but concentrated in the nearby open fields to deworm the green corn seedlings.

As for the other young and middle-aged men, they were fully armed like the building guards and guarded the high wall that surrounded the town, firing a shot into the distance from time to time.

Song Ci looked at the cornfield for a while, and felt that they were not playing a prank, but were really shooting at the target. He couldn't help but walk to the edge of the high wall made of metal plates and look out along the tiny cracks. .

In the vague heat wave, staggering figures that don't resemble human figures are approaching the small town with slow and persistent steps.

"What the hell happened here?"

The closer you get to the high wall, the heavier the stench in the air. Song Ci knew without thinking that the ones lingering outside and refusing to leave must be the same alien species as the original owner, and they are also enemies that human beings need to eliminate.

At this moment, two women with different skin colors came to the cornfield arguing about whether to stay or not.

"Michonne, don't think about your knife anymore, it's safe here, no force is needed!"

The blond-haired woman shouted at her dreadlocked companion, "Keep your eyes open and look here, can't you see that this is the refuge we've been looking for! I don't know why you're always suspicious , if Woodbury is really as unreliable as you say, the residents of the town would have moved away long ago!"

The woman named Michonne had a sullen face, "Listen to me, Andrea. I don't believe the governor will be as polite as he appears. My instinct tells me that there is danger here, and I must leave immediately."

"Do not believe?"

Andrea was about to be driven crazy by this baseless self-righteousness, "Did you really trust anyone else? Including me! You even killed the two zombie companions who protected us for so long without blinking an eye." Already!"

Michonne pursed her lips, and this expression made her look even more ruthless, "Yes, this is easier to do than you think."

After she finished her final decision, she turned around and walked towards the temporary residence, "I will get my knife back, and I will leave the town as soon as possible!"

"Michonne!"

Andrea yelled, hugging her head weakly and squatting on the spot, "God..."

Her tears first wet the grass, and then they were caught by a small hand that suddenly appeared.

"Oh, thank you sweetie."

Andrea raised her head and squeezed out an ugly smile, "What's your name?"

Her answer was a hoarse growl.

Andrea's blue-gray pupils shrank suddenly, and then fell into a fog.

Five minutes later, Song Ci learned from the blonde girl the reason for the change of the original owner. An unknown virus that broke out all over the world has turned everyone into a reserve zombie. Sooner or later, he will become a walking corpse who only knows how to eat flesh and blood.

"You can leave now."

After sending away the ignorant blonde, Song Ci looked back at the building where the original body was hidden.

At such a difficult time, she really couldn't think of anyone other than the governor, the supreme ruler of the town, who could hide a small zombie from being discovered by others.

"pity……"

Song Ci is not an idiot, even if she changes her head, it is not difficult to deduce from the words and deeds of the braided girl why the original owner is afraid of a knife. I am afraid that this little zombie locked in a secret room by her family will die in the end In the hands of cold-blooded swordsmen.

"What is this, the resentment of a ghoul?"

In her previous life, Song Ci, the patriarch of the Maoshan Sect, took her apprentices to eliminate those evil spirits that caused harm to the world. Now it's really a turn of events, and instead she is the one to try the pain that everyone can get and punish.

Drawing the outline of the family portrait with his fingertips, Song Ci murmured, "It's good to be a human being, but you have to live well when you're not worthy of being a human being..."

Waving the airship, which was shaped like a thin corn leaf, Song Ci stepped on it, crossed the high wall, and drove towards the distant sky.

Because the original owner became a ghoul, Song Ci is very sensitive to various smells, especially the smell of carrion and human blood.

She didn't know how long she could control this body, the only thing she could do was to stay as far away from people as possible.

As if in just a split second, Song Ci came to a land covered with vast white snow, where there were no traces of humans, and the only living things that were still moving were a group of little penguins swaying left and right, and those called The majestic iceberg is daunting.

The cold wind whizzed by, but Song Ci, who was only wearing a thin summer dress, didn't feel cold at all. She found a naturally formed ice crevasse in the pure blue mountain that expanded into a cave as a shelter.

The ice cave is not big, and there is only a futon inside.

After Song Ci sat cross-legged as in his previous life, he took out a tube of blood that had been preserved for hundreds of years from the ring and injected it into a blue-black vein.

As the rapidly surging blood flowed all over his body, Song Ci felt that his heart, which hadn't been beating for a long time, became beating like crazy drums, and his unconscious body became as cold as an icicle.

The skin was trembling, the blood was trembling, as if the entire iceberg under his feet was trembling under the influence of strange forces.

Song Ci closed his eyes, unable to see that the rotting skin on his face was peeling off, revealing the bright white bones and black eye sockets.

Her body still couldn't feel the temperature, but after repairing her internal organs, she evolved and reorganized in the best direction.

The process of transforming the physical body was slow and difficult, but Song Ci still gritted his teeth and persisted until the end.

The moment she regained consciousness, she slowly opened her clear and energetic eyes, and immediately experienced the most direct change from the ice wall in front of her that turned into nothingness.

"Perspective ability?"

After licking the two fangs that hadn't been put away, Song Ci got up and took the first step to become a demon again.

With a light tap of the toes, the little girl still wearing a dress flew out of the narrow ice crack, and behind her, the iceberg that witnessed the birth of the ancestor gradually made earth-shattering cracking sounds, and was cut in half Collapsed to the bottom of the sea.

It feels good to be able to walk in the sky without borrowing an airship, at least before Song Ci is surrounded by a group of little monsters.

These gray and fluffy penguin cubs seemed to regard the new big guy as the food fed by their parents, moving their fat short legs and screaming a few times before going forward to peck.

Fortunately, the elders who were nearby sensed the danger and waved their flippers repeatedly to warn.

"Oh, well, little one!"

Song Ci hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, "To be honest, I have no ill intentions towards you, even though I am so hungry that I could swallow a cow."

Speaking of which, she simply spread a Ruyi tablecloth and feasted on a table of delicious food, "See, this is what I'm really interested in!"

The little penguins around were only quiet for a while, and then they were stimulated by the aroma and became more restless, especially those cubs who were extremely thin and had been hungry for a long time and couldn't help stepping on the edge of the tablecloth.

"Oh, that's not okay."

Song Ci didn't dare to let these little guys eat magic food, so he could only wave a bunch of fresh shrimps and throw them in the distance, "That's what you should eat, go over there!"

Fortunately, no matter how curious he was, the little penguin still preferred familiar food, so he ran to the vicinity of the sizable shrimp meat without being chased away.

The penguins are enjoying a rare delicious meal, and Song Ci is also trying to replenish his energy.She had been hungry for a long time, including the energy consumed during the transformation, her whole body seemed to be hollowed out. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she hadn't eaten for ten years.

After clearing out several tables of delicious food, Song Ci felt a sense of fullness in his body, and he no longer had the idea of ​​wanting to take a bite when he saw lively and cute cute things.

"Although I don't know why animals don't get infected with viruses, it's good to leave a piece of pure land in this world..."

After thousands of ignorant black bean eyes changed into clothes and equipment suitable for polar life, Song Ci began to look for infected bodies that might contaminate the ice sheet.

She didn't see the cargo ship delivering the supplies, and she didn't know if she had an accident and stayed at sea, or if she escaped because she didn't meet the supply date.

It took about half an hour before Song Ci found a small town similar to Woodbury in the gray world. The difference between the two is that the former is not protected by high walls, only rows of colorful container buildings .

Even though the outdoor temperature was extremely cold, Song Ci still smelled a pungent smell of blood.

From the first zombie that appeared on the snowmobile to the ice corpse deep in the town, at least hundreds of people died in this scientific research station.

After spending some time sealing these frozen or rotten monsters together in a container, Song Ci took them back to the former human settlement.

The change in temperature caused the corpses in the cargo box to thaw quickly, and as soon as they landed, sewage overflowing with a foul smell.

The highway full of walking dead is not less than a few infected people. In order to prevent people from mistakenly thinking that there are usable equipment in the cargo box and take risks, Song Ci simply used the mahogany sword handed down by Mao Bachi to kill the visitors from Antarctica. All headshots.

Ordinary zombies infected with the virus may not be able to understand the coercion of advanced zombies. They just took a strange look at the same kind of people who behaved abnormally, and then dragged their pace mechanically and continued to move forward with the large group.

Song Ci followed the opposite direction of the walking corpse army and entered the completely fallen dead city. With the help of Zombie Eyes, he collected a lot of valuable materials without much effort.

During this period, she also tried to find traces of living people, but unfortunately she found nothing.

"No news is the best news."

In an originally warm and comfortable baby room, the little girl who broke in through the window directly from the sky threw away the cloth strip with the words for help, and picked up the pink pacifier that fell on the ground because the owner left in a hurry, "It's time to go home Yes, Penny..."

It took only a moment to walk with the sword, and Woodbury, which was shining with a faint light, appeared in the dark night.

It seems that there is a sense of being close to the hometown, and Song Ci, who is in a rather complicated mood, did not fall from the sky in an overly ostentatious posture. Instead, he took off the sword in the woods not far from the town, and used his footsteps to measure the difficult situation bit by bit. An amazing journey as described.

At this time, Song Ci had changed back to the light blue dress, and the pair of cartoon sandals were still under his feet.

Her movements are very light, and she is more dexterous than a grasshopper stepping on fallen leaves; her movements are also very fast, and within a few teleportation, she came to the exit of the dense forest, where there is a path leading directly to the high wall.

Now, a strong bearded man occupies the hidden position of the exit. He is equipped with a bayonet and a pistol. While carefully checking the amount of ammunition, he is also calculating the best breakthrough and escape route under the cover of the woods.

Of course, all this is just Song Ci's speculation, but she believes that anyone who has seen the bearded expression with their own eyes will not doubt the authenticity of this matter.

The little girl who came like a ghost stopped by the side of the bearded man, and put a white, tender and cold hand on his shoulder, "Do you need help?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Does anyone still remember Kuang Fusheng, a 68-year-old elementary school student? The second-generation zombie blood that has been treasured for hundreds of years has finally come in handy~~

In addition, each level of zombies has different superpowers, and the heroine is perspective and teleportation.

Finally, because it is a parallel world formed by rice dramas, other countries will not appear in the story, and even the Antarctic scientific research station has only one flag~~_(:зゝ∠)_

Feifeifei, huh~~