Demon Lord 3

It is impossible to make all places pollution-free, and all zombies will become real humans. Only by making a lot of antidotes can the world become clean. Putting all the puzzling things together, it becomes a very difficult task. This kind of thing is almost impossible in our eyes, but our hearts tell us that we can definitely accomplish it. Lin Zhenfei does have a set of pharmaceuticals, but now these have never been touched. The only antidote he has touched is the one he tried his best but failed to make. Xing Zhichuan had to wave his hands and said, "This is different from others. I have tried pharmaceuticals before, and I really got nothing. There is nothing similar at all. Let's just say I can't do it." Even Xing Zhichuan, who has the best brain here, can say this, which makes us all feel cold. After all, these things cannot be done overnight. If it were my father, they would come here and maybe they could solve it in minutes, but for us now, it is a huge problem. What should we do? Watching the roars outside, I knew the zombies were about to attack. They ran faster and faster, and more and more people were being slaughtered without restraint. Large groups of people died, then crawled up like zombies, emitting a foul odor and those empty eyes. From time to time, eyeballs fell out of their sockets, and their arms slowly festered to the ends. Looking at the horrific scene, our eyes widened. I finally turned my head away, not daring to look. Thinking about those people, I felt heartbroken. They also had families before, and they were being persecuted like this. What should we do? How can we save them? I asked myself over and over again, but there was really no result. There was no real living person here to come to us. What should we do if they come? Now we know that zombies have very low IQ, so anyone who can match our secret code is a real surviving human. We are not afraid of them, we are only afraid that the zombies will attack. Before they arrived, more than 30 people had matched the secret code in the afternoon. They gathered outside the door, ready to come in. According to our investigation, these people were indeed survivors. After letting them in, they were also assigned housing to them. When they first arrived here, they were relatively friendly, but when it was about to get dark, they began to grab rooms, and even were not satisfied with our allocation. They wanted to live in a good room. Wu Luansen began to feel a little uncomfortable. At dinner, he said to me: "Sister Yue, I think we can use some violent means. They seem to be survivors, but their hearts are not very good. Arrange rooms for them, let them live well, and live normally. Isn't that enough? Why do they have to talk to us?" They think that the place we live in is much better than theirs. They don’t have any ability to begin with, and they are allocated such good housing without having to put in much effort. How greedy! " I smiled bitterly, sighed, and said, "We are still lucky. We discovered the secret of this world so quickly. Do you know why the person who developed the zombie virus at that time was so condescending? It was because he couldn't stand the faces of these people. I think the ultimate boss, Shao Feng, who developed this virus, must have been bullied by these so-called survivors and later became so violent. If he hadn't experienced all this, he wouldn't have become like this. So if violence is necessary, we can use it, but remember not to hurt its roots. Kill one to warn the hundred. I think you should understand this principle." Wu Luansen nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

But then something happened that I could not imagine. Wu Luansen picked up an iron rod from the side, pointed at the person who was shouting the loudest and said, "Although you are also survivors and I don't want to bully you, this place is found by us and you come to us for refuge. Let me say it again, you must know your place and go back to the room assigned to you in advance. I will pretend that this incident never happened, otherwise your head will be like this broken wine glass." As he said that, he hit the dining table next to him with a rod, and the wine glass shattered with a snap. Those people were also scared and dodged, but this person who was shouting so loudly did not repent at all.