"The human side finally couldn't help but send them to deal with us."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a towering building, someone was sitting gracefully on a chair looking down at the city outside the window, holding a toothpick in his hand and putting a plate of neatly chopped brain flowers on the table next to him.

"They should be our kind, but unfortunately..."

On the sofa not far away, someone shook the red wine glass in his hand and pretended to sigh.

"It won't take long before they will find us." Someone leaned against the wall and said in a deep voice. "When will we do it?"

"It is not difficult to kill them with our strength, but if they want to escape, we are powerless to stop them." The person in front of the window shook his head. "There are guys among them who control space movement. Can you teleport faster than you can? If they use a trick to make an ambush, be careful not to steal chickens and lose rice."

"It's not difficult to deal with them. What I'm worried about is that once they are killed, the human side will probably use the nuclear bomb as a killer to solve us after realizing our seriousness." The humanitarian on the sofa said. "Although humans are very cautious about using nuclear bombs, it's hard to guarantee that they will do such crazy things."

"We have so few people." The person by the window said calmly as if he was telling a fact.

"Bai Yunyi from Qiyang is dead." The sofa said. "The person who killed him is the one among them who controls the movement of space."

"Bai Yunyi is too arrogant. If he dies, he is purely asking for his own fault." The human being by the wall said. "I had communicated with him half a year ago, and they almost fought each other."

"As I said, we shouldn't have a head-on contact with humans at this stage, and the time is not right." The humanitarian on the sofa said.

"I understand your idea. You want to win over all the same people in China who stand at our level to reach an alliance, and eventually form a binary world that confronts humans." The human being by the window said. "But we have too few people. Although we can coexist with humans for a short time by relying on the power of our individuals, we will eventually develop and recover, and we will inevitably clean up the aliens, and we really do not have the advantage of overwhelming humans as a whole."

"But it is never a solution for you to occupy land as kings. Sooner or later, human beings will defeat you each one." The human being on the sofa said.

"Let's talk about what happened then," said the human by the window. "Our appearance is actually no different from that of humans. It is easy to hide it in humans to pretend to be a normal human life. As long as you can resist the instinct of writing into our genes."

"I tried, but failed." The person beside the wall looked at the human on the sofa. "Just like you, you must drink human blood every day to replenish your body's energy. If you don't drink blood for three days, you will be so weak that any ordinary gun-holder can kill you."

"So, only breeding humans is our only way to live." The person by the window ate the last piece of his brain on the table. "But this choice is already opposite to humans... Ren Zhou, give up your naive thoughts. Remember, you are a zombie in the eyes of humans and no longer a real human member. If you continue to hold on to the original human thinking, your final outcome will be even more miserable than us."

"Zhong Jie, Lynch, since that's the case, I won't say much, I can only wish you a good future."

The man on the sofa stood up, and he bowed to the two in the room, and then his figure slowly dimmed until it disappeared.

In fact, whether it is a zombie or a human, as long as you have wisdom, you will have different ideas and concepts.

Ren Zhou still did not change his original thinking habits as a human. He seemed to insist that humans and zombies could actually coexist. Although they faced huge problems, as long as they wanted to do it, there would inevitably be a solution. So he chose to run around and try to unite all S-class zombie alliances to have the right to sit on the negotiation table equally with humans.

He knew what humans were afraid of, and he also knew what humans were concerned about.

But he did not give up. It is a good thing for people to pursue, and people who do not pursue live in the world like a confused walking corpse.

Although he is no longer a human, he is a zombie.

Every word from Zhong Jie mocked him for drowning with his pursuit, because he didn't believe that humans and zombies could coexist. There were too many conflicts between them, so many that they were not something you could do if you wanted to do. Imagination was beautiful, but reality was cruel. He had heard this sentence countless times, and even experienced it countless times when he was a human.

When he graduated from college, he was eager to make a name for himself. He wanted to make a lot of money. He wanted to have many vulgar ideas such as women circling around him. He worked hard and struggled, but he faced failures that were thrust into his head again and again.

He examined himself, did I do something wrong? Did I work in the wrong direction? Or did I really have limited abilities and ambitious? Maybe they all have them. After he clearly realized all this, he knew that there are many things in the world, and you can't get rewards by working hard. If you want a sofa, you will get a desk lamp in the end. Is this kind of harvest what you want? If not, is that desk lamp really a reward for you?

In the apocalyptic era, many humans lost themselves, and S-class mutant zombies with human intelligence are no exception.

Even though Zhong Jie now has the power that countless people desire, he has lost more.

The instinct written in genes fills him with desire to devour people, and destines him to have no possibility of peaceful coexistence with humans.

He stood high and looked down at the world and the ants, empty and lonely.

He used to want a lot of money, but now he could regard money as dirt, and he used to want a lot of women. Now, he no longer even has the heroic spirit of men, because zombies no longer have this function, and even fertility cannot be achieved. He once wanted the power of stars to support the moon, and countless people looked up to him. Now, the zombies in the entire city are bowing their heads at his feet.

Once, now.

Once, now.

He really doesn't know what he can want.

Lynch is the same as him, and he doesn't know what he wants, so he finally got together.

Sometimes when they stay in the same room, they can't even say three words.

Because there is nothing to say anymore.

Emotions have become cold and numb to the freezing point.

Only when they are bloodthirsty, the instincts engraved in genes will arouse their passion.

"Lynch, do you agree with Ren Zhou?"

Shortly after Ren Zhou left, Zhong Jie, by the window, asked with his hands crossed in front of his chest.

"Identify." Lynch looked at the tiny gap in the ceiling above his head with a dull look. He hoped that a few ants or cockroaches could be seen in the gap in the ceiling. "But I won't go with him."

"Why?" Zhong Jie asked.

"Too tired," Lynch said. "And, his path is not the way I want to go."

"When I was still a human in the past, there were often words for the next life. Do you think zombies will have their next life?" Zhong Jie asked.

"I am an atheist." Lynch said. "I used to live in a daze, and after somehow becoming a zombie, I still live in a daze."

"I just don't want to live alone anymore." Zhong Jie said.

"I still want to live, keep going, even if I will always be in a daze." Lynch said. "Because, maybe, maybe I will understand the meaning of my life one day."

"Life has been flashing for thousands of years, and in the end it will eventually become nothingness." Zhong Jie said. "I don't know when I have become pessimistic and world-weary. When I was a human being, even if I was tired of living, at least I still had a little pursuit of living. Now, I have no pursuit."

"Bai Yunyi is dead." Lynch said.

"I know."

"Do you know why he died?"

"Too proud?"

"No, because he thinks too much like you."

"Will I do?"

"Yes."

Lynch withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhong Jie by the window.

"When he began to fall into the confusion of living, in the battle of life and death, he had lost his last fight to survive, because this fight was gone, so he died."
Chapter completed!