Under such a coincidence, there are only two possibilities.
First, the general-level zombie in front of him had greeted the little girl's mother in advance, and they both sent out false information at the same time to confuse 659 and buy more time.
Of course, the possibility of such an outrage is basically infinitely close to zero.
So there is only the second possibility.
That is to say, the information given by the little girl Zhang Jiayi is true.
Lu Yu in the 4982 timeline committed suicide.
Thinking of this, 659 couldn't help but frown, and the killing intent disappeared from his eyes as he looked across.
As long as it was information related to Lu Yu, even if the timeline was about to collapse, it was worth collecting for him.
After all, mistakes made can lay a solid foundation for success.
However, just when 659 was about to continue listening, Zhang Ning, who was behind him, couldn't hold himself back any longer. He stepped forward and spoke with some dissatisfaction.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Lu Yu was obviously killed by a third-order horse-level piercing his chest, but I still carried his body!"
After saying that, Zhang Ning winked at 659.
The meaning is obviously that 'the general-level zombies on the opposite side are talking nonsense, you must not believe it'.
Faced with Zhang Ning's kind reminder, 659 did not speak, but faintly turned his gaze back to the general in the distance.
"Did you carry Lu Yu's body? Then let me ask you, have you ever seen the scene when Lu Yu was killed?"
The general-level zombie had an unknown smile on his face and returned the question to Zhang Ning.
"This...this is true. When I arrived, Lu Yu was already dead..."
A look of disappointment flashed across Zhang Ning's face, exactly the same as when he told the story of little Ada's death.
"So you didn't see how he died at all. You humans all thought that he was attacked by a third-order horse and pierced through the chest and died, right?"
As if he had predicted Zhang Ning's expression, the smile on the general zombie's face became even brighter.
"I'm telling you right now, Lu Yu's death was indeed caused by a third-order horse, but the whole process was completely voluntary on his part!"
After saying this, the general-level zombie leaned over and picked up the giant sword on the ground.
This action made 659 and Zhang Ning, who were not far away, tense up and subconsciously tightened their nerves.
But the general-level zombie did not attack with a sword, but carefully stood the giant sword on the ground, and then took out a tattered piece of velvet from his robe.
As he spoke, he wiped the blood on the giant sword.
"Without Lu Yu's deliberate arrangement, do you really think that a third-order horse can kill him?"
"Everything was directed by him. Not only you humans were kept in the dark, but we undead were also kept in the dark."
Having said this, the general-level zombie shook his head with emotion.
"You mean, the reason why Lu Yu was pierced through the chest by a horse-level zombie was because he deliberately used a flaw?"
Although 659 was not able to see the scene at that time, based on the descriptions of the girl Xiao Yi and the general in front of him, he could roughly restore the facts.
"That's right, it was because Lu Yu deliberately exposed his flaws that the horse-level zombies succeeded!"
The general nodded, turned the sword, and wiped it in the other direction with a flannel.
"But why did Lu Yu do that? Why did he commit suicide?!"
Zhang Ning's questions rang through the cold night. Ever since he heard that Lu Yu had committed suicide, his mood had become less calm.
"You ask me, how do I know? I'm not Lu Yu..."
The general shook his head and spread his hands towards the excited Zhang Ning. "Then how did you know that Lu Yu committed suicide?"
659 glanced at Zhang Ning and then asked.
"It's very simple, because the horse-level zombie that killed Lu Yu was not a unit without generals. It was recognized."
The giant sword was polished until it looked brand new, and the general-level zombie did not throw away the flannel, but stuffed it into his arms again.
As soon as these words came out, 659 frowned slightly, while Zhang Ning's pupils trembled!
"You mean... you were the general who controlled the horse-level zombies back then!"
Zhang Ning took a step forward, his face full of disbelief.
"Where are you? If I had that ability, why would I bother arguing with you here? Didn't you see that the followers I recognized were all second-level ones? The one who killed Lu Yu was third-level, third-level!"
The general who had finished cleaning the giant sword shouted dissatisfiedly, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"The person who controlled the third-order horse level to kill Lu Yu was Chen Youguo."
"Chen Youguo?"
When Zhang Ning and 659 heard this name, their faces were stunned.
They had never heard of this name at all.
However, compared to Zhang Ning's confused look, 659 reacted quickly, tapped his chest twice with his fingertips, and then spoke in a low voice.
"Search for general-level zombie Chen Youguo, search and determine the conditions, level three and above."
"The search conditions have been included, and the data in the database are being searched..."
A light green data stream flashed across the mirror, and after a while, the search results appeared in front of 659's eyes.
"No content matching the criteria was retrieved. It is recommended to expand the search scope."
"Sure enough, nothing was found..."
659 murmured, ignored the prompts from the mirror, and continued to look up at the opposite side.
Although the name Chen Youguo was completely unfamiliar to him, there might be key information hidden behind it.
It never hurts to know a little more.
Probably seeing the expressions on the faces of 659 and Zhang Ning, the general opposite immediately explained.
"Chen Youguo is one of the top ten corpse generals in the Eastern Region. He is a seventh-level general. He has over a hundred fortune tellers under his command, nearly a thousand chariots and horses, and countless more soldiers!"
"Compared to him, I am just an insignificant person..."
"Are you here? You are also very good. You can kill king-like mutant beasts alone..."
659 spoke in a calm tone, with no emotion audible.
"Haha, young hero, you are joking. If I had half the strength of Chen Youguo, ah no, a quarter of the strength, I wouldn't be talking to you in the cold wind on this cold night..."
The general-level zombie has a simple and honest smile on his face, and his whole body exudes the aura of an honest person.
It seemed that at this moment, he was just an extremely weak little zombie, and the corpse of the Snake King not far away had nothing to do with him.
"Nine of the top ten corpse generals in the East District have shown their faces... Could it be that Chen Youguo is the general who is so stubborn that he has never shown his face even once?"
Zhang Ning seemed to have thought of something and spoke in a strange tone.
"It is said that there are ten top corpse generals in the East District. In fact, there are only nine. The remaining coward is just a make-up. The coward who dares to make up the number is called Chen Youguo..."
Some strange words made the atmosphere slightly awkward.
The general opposite tried his best to control his emotions and forced a smile from his face.
"Well, the idea of making up the numbers is still a bit untrue, but Chen Youguo's timidity is also recognized among the undead, there is no doubt about it."
"It is precisely because he was timid and did not come out to make a statement, so the undead people always thought that the third-order horse-level unit that killed Lu Yu was a unit without generals."
Having said this, the general-level zombie tightened his robe, as if he could not bear the coldness around him.
"Young hero, let's talk somewhere else. It's really cold outside..."
The general zombie begged pitifully, as if if he stayed in this cold night for one more second, he would die on the spot.
"Ah sneeze!!"
Zhang Ning also sneezed, announcing his presence in time.
659 turned to look at Zhang Ning and found that his lips were already blue.
Although this level of cold would not harm the body of a second-level ability user, the temperature continued to drop.
If this continues, it might really leave sequelae for Zhang Ning.
"Okay, the temperature is indeed a bit low..."
After thinking for a moment, 659 agreed to the general zombie's request.
"Then let's go down and warm up, shall we?"
Seeing that 659 finally relented, the general-level zombie let out a long sigh of relief, then put a flattering smile on his face and asked.
"Going down? Where?"
This time it was 659's turn to be confused. There were dilapidated buildings all around, and there was no place to take shelter from the wind.
"Of course we go to the underground cave. The warmest place in the entire village and town is the only underground cave where the mutated snakes are!"
Zhang Ning spoke tremblingly, answering 659's doubts in time.
"But aren't there mutant snakes in the underground cave? Isn't it too safe for us to go down like this?"
With the technological equipment on 659, it is easy to deal with the snake king, let alone those mutated snakes that are in a semi-dormant state.
The reason why I say this is mainly because I am worried about the unfamiliar terrain.
Diwozi Diwozi sounds like a cave dug out by a mutated snake.
In the narrow and changeable environment, if some accident occurs, the equipment on 659 may not be able to play its full role.
"It's okay, why don't we go to the den where the Snake King is entrenched? There should be no mutant snakes there."
Zhang Ning's words interrupted 659's thoughts.
"Go to the underground lair where the Snake King is..."
Being reminded like this, 659 raised his eyes and looked at the corpse of the giant snake not far away.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded in response.
"Okay, then I'll do as you say."
After saying that, he once again turned his gaze to the general-level zombies on the opposite side and spoke with a cold attitude.
"It's okay to go down there to talk, but before you go, you have to hand over something."
"What is it? Could it be my head?" The general in the distance subconsciously took half a step back when he heard this.
659 ignored the exaggerated expression on the other person's face and spoke calmly.
"Hand over your giant sword."
"Great sword?"
Upon hearing 659's request, the expression on the general-level zombie's face visibly froze, and then turned into a weird look.
It's like a zoo visitor who sees a gorilla in a cage fiddling with a pencil and wearing glasses preparing to write the equation of nuclear fission.
That expression of disbelief, but also wanting to laugh, completely filled his face without any reservation.
But due to the existence of 659, he had to hold it back and try his best not to laugh out loud.
After a moment of silence, the general asked.
"Can you guys move it?"
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