Chapter 118 Mr. Hu’s Final Chapter
Li Cang wanted to ask about the two people's sky island trajectory, but they obviously couldn't feel the difference between the two "worlds" as intuitively as Li, and they couldn't explain it at all. They were stunned by the question.
The information we can know is that they did float over from a very far place according to the orbit, and then they disappeared.
Sanjiaolin stared at Tai Xiaoyi and Li Cang in confusion,
"So, you are the one who controls the zombies? What about her?"
"She? Puff, you don't think..." Lao Wang glanced at Sanjiaolin inexplicably, "She is responsible for shouting "good brother, come on, good brother, you are awesome! So exciting!"
Sanjiaolin seemed to have been completely drained of his energy and spirit. He collapsed and was dragged away by several black skins without any reaction.
A muffled groan came from the tombstone, and Sanjiaolin's body was thrown into the pile of corpses.
"Tsk," said the mustache boy, "I said this guy must be hiding something from me. I deserved my death this time. I was so blinded by the nonsense of this idiot."
"Do you feel anything unusual?" Li Cang asked, "Something is wrong."
"I can't feel the wound at all, but I have consciousness," the mustache boy moved his palm that was firmly held by the corpse brother, and looked at Li Cang strangely, "Brother, I'm curious about your previous identity, serial killer? Doctor? Forensic doctor?"
Old Wang rubbed his arms, feeling a little cold by the two people's nonchalant way of communicating,
"I'm really curious about your identity!"
"Is this the murderer and the victim? Good guy, one is calmer than the other, and one is more self-righteous than the other, making me think that I am the abnormal one!"
"You should accept the loss, why do you have to be so embarrassed, right?"
The mustache boy's eyes began to be abnormal, and the whole eyeball quickly changed It became a kind of blue color.
"Since I robbed and killed people, I knew that this day would come sooner or later. I have rehearsed my own death countless times in my mind."
"It's a bit funny to say that a month and a half ago, I was just an ordinary bank clerk. The largest single animal I killed in my life was no larger than a ping-pong ball."
"I have no desire to live. On the first day of the disaster, I survived the next week by sacrificing my wife and children who turned into zombies. I think the concept of right and wrong, good and evil, was probably lost from that time."
"Live."
"What's the point of living? Commit suicide? My wife and children have been killed by me. I don't have the face to commit suicide."
"I am such a hypocritical person, and I don't want to die in the hands of those scum."
The voice of the little mustache became lower and lower, intermittent, and then his head drooped completely.
Li Cang reached out to test his breath.
The little mustache suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were full of turbid blue bloodshot, and the pupils could no longer be found.
"Not dead yet."
"Oh"
It was very embarrassing.
"Hey, buddy, you are not a real necromancer, right?"
"No."
"It is said that necromancers can capture people's souls. The idea of never reincarnating is quite mysterious. I'll just give you this hundred pounds, but I don't want to."
Before he finished speaking, he was completely silent.
"Thanks to the gift of nature, and Mr. Hu's dedication," Li Cang threw a bundle of chains to the big corpse brother, "Tied it up, it will probably turn into a corpse soon."
Li Lasi and Tai Xiaoyi had already run far away to hide, and only Lao Wang watched the whole process stupidly.
Lao Wang's eulogy was like this,
"Why is it Mr. Hu? Just because he has two mustaches, does that mean his surname must be Hu? You are too perfunctory!"
Li Cang said,
"Didn't I forget to ask? He will understand. I believe he can understand."
"Understand what?" Lao Wang was speechless, "I'm really curious, how did you manage to deal with that idiot with triangular scales on his face for so long?"
When Lao Wang saw Li Cang in this hedgehog costume, he felt his scalp tingling and he was claustrophobic. How could he fight with others?
"Hey," Li Cang glanced at Tai Xiaoyi awkwardly, "Just talk about ancient and modern times, China and foreign countries, etc. We are all decent people, and we should present facts and reason, right?"
"I don't believe you."
But Li Cang was also very surprised.
At that time, Lao Wang and I were all next to the winch. Why did he not get hurt even though I turned into a hedgehog in a second? My handsome face was almost ruined!
The beauty of the Yangchebi people is short-lived.
Yes, it must be so, no objection accepted.
After the mustache stopped breathing, he seemed very calm.
"This is not normal"
Li Cang was very anxious.
The test failed?
He can't transform into a zombie at all?
Li Lasi nudged Tai Xiaoyi with her elbow,
"Made, I am really enlightened, he has the nerve to say that others are not normal?!"
Tai Xiaoyi: Please, can you let go of the word "normal" and make it "normal".
Lao Wang said,
"I don't quite understand why you have to make him a zombie before offering him a sacrifice."
"I'm not so stubborn as to joke with myself to test the bottom line of the wishing coin," Li Cang replied, "Besides, have you seen any post saying that you have sacrificed a living person? Last time, you wanted to take advantage of the loophole and let this little coin kid clean up, and it blew up the temple for you. What if you offend this stingy guy again?"
"The degree of alienation of the mustache is very high. You have also seen how abnormal his physique is. When he wears bone armor, he is almost no different from a heavy armored zombie. It always feels like a waste of blood to use this good material to fill the hole in the mill. Wouldn't it be better to transform it into a servant of fate like the big corpse brother?"
"It's good, it must be good," Lao Wang has a deep understanding of the strength of the big corpse brother. "The human wave of soldiers has its limits. How can it compare to the hero-level units entering the field and mowing the grass without parallel."
As the two were talking, the body of the mustache bounced up straight with a bang. The iron chains hanging on his body weighing dozens of kilograms could not tie him up, and he was struggling to make a difficult creaking sound.
"Roar~"
The mustache's eyes were blue and green, and he let out a painful roar.
The horizontal muscle tissue broke through the shoes and tore the clothes, and dense bone spurs grew rapidly from the inside of its body, and then quickly broke and broke away.
It instantly lost its human shape and looked like a twisted and deformed sphere tied by iron chains.
Scales, bone spurs, and bone armor appeared one after another. The unlimited growth quickly collapsed and detached, accumulating a pile of debris on the surrounding ground, and the body also expanded to a height of nearly three meters.
"Cang, Teacher Cang?" Lao Wang's scalp numbed, "Aren't you going to sacrifice it yet? I feel like it's going to explode."
"Wait a little longer, it can still hold on. Believe in its self-healing ability. After being forcibly infected by the blood of the big corpse, it may mutate into something more interesting."
Then, the growth stopped and gradually stabilized, but the chain that bound it made a cracking sound.
