One person and two zombies stood in the same straight line. After adjusting their positions, Zhang Ning smiled slightly and clapped exaggeratedly in front of them.
The sound from the clapping of his palms soon centered on him and spread to all directions.
The secondary infected person wearing jeans not far away naturally heard Zhang Ning clapping his hands.
For those secondary infected bodies without vision, sound means food, fresh flesh and blood.
Zhang Ning's applause was like a beacon in the darkness, pointing the way forward for the zombie in jeans.
The scarred body shook slightly, and the secondary infected body, which was still standing in the distance, turned its head and slowly moved closer to Zhang Ning's position.
But the headless white-collar zombie was not moved by the sound.
Zhang Ning had previously tried to attract this white-collar zombie by saying hello, but it had no effect.
Now that the heads of the white-collar zombies have fallen to the ground, it is impossible for them to react to the sound, so when Zhang Ning clapped vigorously, he just walked around aimlessly and was not attracted by the sound.
The distance between the zombie wearing jeans and the headless white-collar zombie was ten steps. Because he was attracted by Zhang Ning's applause and had no visual ability to avoid it, he naturally collided with the white-collar zombie.
The white-collar zombie who originally raised his arms felt the impact instantly, and immediately felt like a trap being triggered. He closed his arms and tightly hugged the zombie wearing jeans.
"Sure enough, I guessed it right..."
Zhang Ning, who was not far away, naturally saw this change and immediately stopped clapping. At the same time, he retreated to a distance that he thought was safe.
As an avid apocalyptic movie enthusiast, although he doesn't dabble in horror movies because he is timid, those classic horror elements are still familiar to him.
In fact, Zhang Ning had a rough guess in his mind when the head of the white-collar zombie sprouted little legs and crawled around on its own.
The strangely behaving white-collar zombie in front of me is very likely to have other parasites in its body. The person who really controls this body is not the zombie itself, but the parasite inside it.
Judging from the current situation, after the head and body are separated, both can maintain independent movement.
This shows that there is more than one parasite inside the white-collar zombie, at least two or more, controlling the zombie's head and body respectively.
Since it has been deduced that the zombies contain parasites with unknown abilities, it is naturally impossible for Zhang Ning to blindly step forward and extend his tentacles to paralyze the opponent.
It would be great fun if the tentacles pierce the parasites in the corpse and arouse them, and they jump out and parasitize on themselves.
Although he knew that reality and the movie could not be so similar, the existence of the facehugger in the classic horror movie "Alien" still made Zhang Ning feel a little afraid of the weird white-collar zombie in front of him.
"Hiss, looking at the appearance of the white-collar zombies, it doesn't quite resemble the operation mode of a facehugger, but it is somewhat similar to the biological parasitism method in the movie "The Thing"..."
Commenting in a low voice on the two zombies hugging each other in front of him, Zhang Ning crossed his arms in front of his chest.
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, as if they have become a melon-eater.
Using the jeans zombie as a test, as long as he figured out what was weird in the body of the white-collar zombie, Zhang Ning could respond in a way that would not go wrong at the critical moment.
After the jeans zombie was hugged, he subconsciously wanted to attack the white-collar zombie who restrained him, but the unique smell among the zombies quickly gave up this idea, and he just kept struggling in place.
"The jeans zombies I brought did not show any tendency to attack the same kind. This is consistent with the information previously obtained. The secondary infected bodies will not attack the same kind."
"But why do white-collar zombies, who are also secondary infected bodies, stretch out their arms to hug jeans zombies?"
"Could it be caused by internal parasites?"
Zhang Ning had constant questions in his mind, but the current situation was unclear and he did not dare to step forward to check. He could only stay in the distance and continue to wait.
The mountain cannon not far away had already bypassed the two hugging zombies and ran to the owner's side. Although it didn't understand what happened, its biological instinct told it that it seemed best to stay where it was. choose.
As if he understood the doubts in Zhang Ning's mind, the white-collar zombie who had been hugging him began to change.
Its headless body trembled for a while, and then its waist and abdomen slowly bulged, as if there was an invisible pump pumping air into the body of the white-collar zombie.
From a distance, it looks like a white-collar zombie is pregnant, but this pregnancy is not like a pregnant woman with a big belly, but a swelling around the waist and abdomen.
The ever-expanding waist and abdomen soon stretched out the shirt of the white-collar zombie, exposing it to the sun.
It can be clearly seen that under the skin that has become transparent due to overstretching, there seems to be something trying to change direction within the small body, constantly squeezing everything around it.
"Hey, it's so disgusting. There really is something inside this zombie. It looks like it's about to explode..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Ning couldn't help but take two steps back, fearing that something disgusting would affect him.
But the filthy scene he imagined did not appear. When the waist and abdomen of the zombie swelled to the limit, the whole body suddenly stopped, and then it began to tremble violently as if it had been electrified.
The bulge in the waist and abdomen also squirmed, climbed up along the spine, entered the chest and kept squeezing and deforming. Finally, using the break at the neck as a breakthrough, it spurted out with a pop!
The black and white filth looked like a burst fire hydrant, spraying out more than two meters high, forming a circle about three meters in diameter on the ground.
An indescribable smell spread rapidly in the air and soon reached Zhang Ning's nose.
"Old Swan, what does this smell like? It's so sour, it smells so bad..."
He pinched his nose and took a few steps back until the smell in front of his nose was no longer so strong, then he stopped.
As a canine with a very sensitive sense of smell, Husky Mountain Cannon also smelled the strange sour smell for the first time, but the feeling was obviously much stronger than Zhang Ning's. At this time, he was squatting on the ground and vomiting.
Since Shan Pao had not eaten anything in the morning, the black liquid from yesterday’s meal had also been digested and absorbed.
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Therefore, nothing was vomited out, only some yellow acidic water. The extremely uncomfortable feeling made this husky's big eyes filled with tears.
There didn't seem to be much material in the corpse of the white-collar zombie. Although it started out loud like a high-pressure fountain, it subsided within a few seconds.
The bulge in the waist and abdomen gradually shrank back to its original size, and was even much shriveled than before.
Finally, a sound similar to the end of diarrhea was heard. The white-collar zombie finally completed its mission of spraying. Its arms were unable to let go, and it fell limply into the black and white filth.
"Ah? That's it? Are you hugging each other just to set off flavorful fireworks? It's really a different kind of fireworks..."
Zhang Ning obviously did not understand the reason why the white-collar zombies appeared in this situation. He simply guessed based on what he saw before him. But before he could finish speaking, the filth scattered on the ground took on new changes.
The white filth in it started to twist and struggle. Zhang Ning took a closer look and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The black and white filth spewed out from the corpses of white-collar zombies. The black part is the black liquid unique to zombies, which is also mixed with a lot of dissolved minced meat and internal organs, while the white part is strips of flesh as thick as a finger. Almost a bug.
These fleshy insects kept rolling and squirming in the black slurry. Although their movements were different, they were all moving in the same direction.
All aimed at the zombie in jeans in the center.
The jeans zombie standing in the center of the filth did not wander around unconsciously as usual after losing its restraints. Instead, it stood there blankly, with its face slightly raised and its mouth wide open, as if it had not yet realized what had just happened. What.
If you look carefully, you will find that there are a large number of white fleshy bugs hanging on the face and body of the jeans zombie. These fleshy bugs still have black minced meat and slurry on their bodies, and they are constantly squirming around their fat bodies.
Eyes, nostrils, mouths, ears, any position that can be drilled into are crowded with these fat, white, fleshy bugs. They seem to have no sharp teeth and cannot tear apart the zombie's not-so-strong skin. Able to try to enter the body by constantly squirming.
There were some fleshy insects that seemed to have lost the strength to squirm. After lying on the zombies and squirming a few times, some translucent slurry spurted out from the worm's tail. Then they stiffened up and rolled down from the zombies. On the ground.
"this……"
Looking at the crowded scene in front of him, even Zhang Ning, who often caught bugs for fun as a child, felt a little creepy. Although these fleshy bugs didn't seem to be aggressive, the dense number was really unacceptable to him.
After holding on for a minute, Zhang Ning finally could no longer maintain the state of watching from the sidelines. He immediately felt the wind at his feet and ran towards his home.
When he came back, he had a glass bottle filled with alcohol and a plastic lighter in his hand.
"I can't stand it anymore. It's so disgusting. Let the flames purify everything!"
With that said, he lit the lighter and lit the napkin stuffed in the mouth of the alcohol bottle.
The yellow flame was like a leaping elf, jumping out of the bottle mouth. Zhang Ning threw the simple alcohol bottle out without any hesitation with his hands...
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