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Although Ji Qiming is now locked in the morgue, the most indispensable thing in the morgue is the corpse, and the most indispensable thing in the pile of corpses is the brain. Ji Qiming did some mental training for himself, swallowed his saliva, and casually I chose a cabinet to store the corpse and pulled it open.

"Oh?" The resident in the cabinet slowly turned his rotten head to face Ji Qiming, probably because he realized that the other party was not food (ordinary people) but the boss, his cloudy eyes blinked, and he stared blankly. Looking at Ji Qiming, he seemed to be asking: "Boss, what do you need from me?"

Ding, system Tianyin: "Player Qi Ming tries to communicate with the zombie brother, and his communication skill proficiency increases by 1%."

── Nima, so the skills of this game are practiced like this! !

I don’t know if it’s because the zombie’s natural dumb expression is too dog-legged or too sincere, or the half-rotted head that exposed the red, white and yellow brain made Ji Qiming lose the desire to eat, and he gave up directly getting his brain from this zombie. Instead, he coughed and said, "Well, I'm hungry, give me some brains."

Ding, system Tianyin: "Player Qiming successfully communicated with the zombie brother, and the proficiency of communication skills increased by 5%. After learning the skill: command, the proficiency increased by 1%."

The little zombie boy crawled out of the morgue slowly with an "Aww", dropping a pile of sticky carrion along the way, and walked into the small office next to the mortuary. Only then did Ji Qiming realize that it was there There was another room, so he went in.

That small room is probably the forensic doctor's lounge. On the chair inside sat a corpse in a white doctor's robe that had been gnawed halfway and couldn't even turn into a zombie. Said it was digging out the brain—then dug out a white mass of bloodshot stuff that looked a bit like tofu brain with strawberry jam from the skull of the corpse.

──It would be great if it really tasted like strawberry.

The zombie boy respectfully held the so-called complete brain and handed it to Ji Qiming, but Ji Qiming swallowed his saliva—he was definitely nervous, not hungry! ──It took a long time to muster up the courage to take the brain from the zombie.

──Do you really want to eat it?Is this really edible? !

Ji Qiming looked at the brain in his hand, then at the half-rotted black and purple paws of the zombie boy, and suddenly felt that his decision to let the zombie boy find food for him was probably the biggest mistake in the world── Nima The brain dug out of the corpse is scary enough, but who dares to bite it after being grabbed by the rotten claws of the zombies!

So Ji Qiming began to seriously think whether he should live up to the filial piety of his zombie brother who looked at him with sincere eyes, and throw this brain on its rotten face, or endure a bite of it.

At this moment, there were gunshots, footsteps, and voices in the corridor outside: "The morgue is ahead! Damn it, why did you come around this place!"

"Someone!!" Ji Qiming was overjoyed, and without thinking, he threw that brain into the face of the zombie boy, shouting: "Help!" He picked up a small flower pot on the table and threw it into the zombie boy's face. Knock on the head.

"OAQ!" The zombie boy fell down with a sad face, and the people outside also kicked open the door and rushed in with guns, Ji Qiming raised his hand and shouted: "Don't hit! It's a living person!! "

The one who rushed in was a young man wearing a mercenary uniform. I don't know if it was because his appearance was in line with Ji Qiming's aesthetics. Ji Qiming always felt that he looked familiar. Then he took a look at the tall and slender figure of the other party, wearing a mercenary's army green vest. The naked wheat-colored chest and muscular arms were exposed, and Ji Qiming's saliva came down.

──Bastard, this handsome guy looks delicious! ……etc!There seems to be something wrong! !

The other party looked him up and down with a gun in his hand, probably because he realized that he was wearing a hospital gown and standing next to the corpse of the zombie, so Ji Qiming quickly said, "I didn't catch the zombie virus! I didn't get bitten either!"

The other party looked him over carefully, a smile flashed in his eyes, he looked at the corpse on the ground, lowered the muzzle of his gun, and said into the microphone next to his mouth: "I found a living person."

While the other party was communicating with his teammates, Ji Qiming saw some brains and blood stains on his hands out of the corner of his eyes, and quickly and secretly wiped it on the clothes around his waist.

"There are no zombies here, so it's safe." The mercenary finished his report, and looked at Ji Qiming with a smile on his lips: "Why are you dressed like this...Come with me, I'll find you some clothes. By the way, what's your name? "

"Ji...Qiming..." In the face of beauty/food, Ji Qiming's brain suddenly short-circuited, and he accidentally gave his real name.

"Ji Qiming...then I'll call you Doraemon." The other party said, "My name is No. 5."

Ding, system Tianyin: "Player Qiming's nickname has been updated: Doraemon."

"..." System, why did you admit such a wonderful nickname so easily? !And I'm not Doraemon!

Ji Qiming really had the urge to drag the system out and beat him up, let him become a zombie king, let him eat brains to upgrade!Now I have given him a wonderful nickname. If he had committed suicide before, he would have gone back to find Beria's theory!

but…

Ji Qiming looked at the strong and straight back of No. [-], and swallowed again. He didn't know whether the person in front of him was an NPC or a player. It would be a pity if he just quit the game and couldn't see the handsome guy.

──Forget it, anyway, this time is to be the zombie king and not cut JJ, and when the game is really unbearable, there is still time to commit suicide and go back.

The most urgent thing is to hook up with the handsome guy first!

Ji Qiming followed No. [-] for a while, and the outside gradually became lively.I don't know if it's because the zombie wave just broke out. There are still living people in this hospital, and many zombies are wandering in the corridors or chasing the living people.But No. [-] often just glanced at the living people besieged by zombies and shook his head: "I was scratched, there must be no way to save it." Then he made a detour and left.

Ji Qiming felt that No. [-] had probably been in this hospital for a while, he was familiar with the way, he only picked the corridors with few or no zombies, wandered around in the hospital, and shot all the zombies to death because he couldn't avoid it. , led Ji Qiming from the mortuary to the security room in a jerk, and knocked on the door rhythmically.