In the cabin, Lin An threw a few moving human heads on the ground and shook the blood off his body.
Zhang Tie, who noticed his return, squatted down curiously and poked the zombie with his finger.
"Captain Lin, why are you back so soon?"
"This thing is pretty big."
Looking at the zombie's head that was thrown to the ground, Zhang Tie gently poked the head of the zombie, as if poking into jelly, and carefully stirred it twice.
Listening to Xiong Hanzi's question, Lin An nodded:
"It's been tested. There's no need to stay there anymore."
While talking, Lin An also squatted down and looked thoughtfully at the shaking zombie heads.
Different from normal zombies, the heads of these Chita zombies are undoubtedly much fresher.
Compared with the rotting heads of normal zombies with hair, the Chita zombie's head is like a crimson egg without any skin covering. In this regard, it is somewhat similar to the blood corpse, except that the blood corpse is larger.
Looking at Lin An observing the Chita zombies, Zhang Tie asked:
"Captain Lin, why did you bring this thing back?"
"What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
Being familiar with Lin An's expression, in his opinion, Team Lin must have discovered something wrong.
There was no reply for the time being. After Lin An hesitated for a moment, he took out a scalpel from the ring with his backhand, and then carefully slashed it towards the zombie's head.
With a slight cutting sound, half of the skull was directly removed by Lin An under precise control.
Looking at the brain tissue that looked like strawberry jelly, Lin An shook it thoughtfully.
Sure enough there is a problem
In the Chita zombie's brain, the deepest red connections are all concentrated in the lower part of the cortex, while other parts look like they have been cooked, showing a light pink color.
After smelling the smell, there was a faint rancid smell mixed with the smell of plastic engine oil.
Lin An, who had dissected zombies for many years, could see the abnormality at a glance.
The brains of ordinary zombies will shrink severely due to virus erosion, just like shriveled walnut kernels. In the most severe cases, the brains will even shrink by 70 to 80%, and they will all be squeezed together. I remember one of the most impressive times, Lin An was
In his previous life, he used a crossbow to kill a severely decomposed zombie.
Two consecutive headshots with arrows failed to kill the opponent. Finally, after using an ax to chop the brain, he was surprised to find that the zombie's brain tissue had become so small that it was only the size of a baby's hand. The entire brain was hollow.
After pondering for a moment, Lin An spoke in a deep voice:
"I have no way to replenish energy from zombies. I suspect the same is true for Chita mutants."
Um!?
Xiong Hanzi was stunned when he heard the sound, and then looked at Lin An in surprise.
He knew that Lin An had the Death Knell. In the past long and large-scale battles, Lin An was able to fight alone and fight against massive enemies. It can be said that he benefited from the Death Knell.
"What should we do, Captain Lin!? What's going on? Doesn't this thing have any energy in it?"
I asked in surprise.
Lin An shook his head and hesitated to express his guess:
"I don't know the specific situation. Maybe the generation of these monsters is probably not within the scope of the system."
After thinking about it, this is the only reasonable explanation Lin An can find.
The brain structure of Chita zombies made him wonder whether this was the effect of viral infection.
As the most mysterious zombie virus in the apocalypse, zombies can continue to move without external energy intake, which undoubtedly violates the conservation of energy. Therefore, many survivors and officials believe that the energy source of zombies comes from the zombie virus in the brain.
, or in other words, some kind of mutated spiritual power.
Therefore, Lin An quickly realized it after some quick reasoning.
If it is difficult for me to absorb spiritual energy from Chita zombies, does that mean that the other party has no zombie energy at all, or only a small amount of it?
"Isn't it caused by the system? Captain Lin! Isn't this the Chita disaster? Isn't it caused by the system?"
Monk Zhang Er was confused. For a moment, Zhang Tie couldn't help but ask questions.
After shaking his head, Lin An explained directly:
"There are many types of natural disasters and catastrophes."
"Some are generated by the system, and some may be caused by natural disasters or man-made events. However, the system will be involved in the process and will be evaluated."
"For example, super tsunami, three major special events."
"These things are not necessarily manufactured by the system. Many of them are caused by nature or man-made symptoms, and then the system strengthens them."
"Remember the meme doll? That thing was essentially made by Liang Shaoguang and his wife."
Nodding in understanding, Xiong Hanzi poked his peeled brain and asked in a deep voice:
"Then, Captain Lin, are we in trouble?"
Although his combat ability is strong in protracted battles, he is not strong in breaking through. Once Lin An lacks the means to replenish his strength, he can imagine with his mind that the three of them will be consumed alive after rushing into the zombie wave.
Even if Mo Ling could control the blood corpse, it would be a drop in the bucket.
Not to mention, there are a bunch of third-order mutants.
No matter how strong Lin An is, his power is not unlimited.
With his eyes flashing, Lin An listened to Xiong Hanzi's question and quickly thought of a solution. After a moment, he slowly spoke:
"It's probably unrealistic to rush in by force."
"I have simulated the battle process. If the energy provided by the Chita mutant after killing is the same, my spiritual energy will be exhausted within a maximum of thirteen kills, and I must use the cause and effect sequence."
Although Lin An thinks that his current attack method is enough to kill a third-level junior in an instant, it is based on the use of spiritual energy.
In the midst of nearly white-headed mutants and tens of millions of corpses, the psychic shield must also be activated. Under double consumption, being able to persist in killing more than a dozen of them is already a quite terrifying record.
After a pause, Lin An continued:
"I plan to use Milai's scalpel to disguise us."
There was a flash of white light, and Lin An looked at the scalpel in his hand, his eyes flashing.
Although he hasn't used this thing much since he got it, the prop information clearly states that this prop can be disguised as a monster.
With the help of Mo Ling, you can completely disguise yourself as a Chita zombie and have the controlled zombies wrap yourself and others up and sneak into the core silently.
It's snowing heavily.
On the edge of the endless tide of corpses, three zombies, two large and one small, quietly and slowly approached the red ocean.
Looking at the huge group of corpses that filled his entire eyeball and piled up like a colony of ants, Xiong Hanzi swallowed dryly and walked, subconsciously feeling a little sneaky.
"Captain Lin, can this be done?"
With a sad face, he touched the red muscles on his body and felt flustered.
Not far away in his field of vision, he could already see seven or eight third-order mutants running quickly on the tide of corpses.
If he sneaks in and is discovered, he will be considered as falling into the enemy's lair.
No matter how durable he is, the elephant will be killed by the ants!
"fine."
After softly comforting Zhang Tie, Lin An took Mo Ling straight to the group of corpses without hesitation.
