"Please forgive me for being rude..." Dr. Zombie, who was covered in dust and already looked very embarrassed, was still muttering to himself.
"Doctor, it's okay. I think God has forgiven you." After thinking for a long time, Lin Li, who was a little bored when he saw that the people around him were not done yet, grabbed the doctor's head and said to him.
"Thank God for His mercy."
After another complete set of processes, Dr. Zombie opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the zombies operating normally without any fish slipping through the net.
"Can I continue to ask my question?" Lin Li asked upon seeing this.
His problem now remained only one.
"Okay," Dr. Zombie grabbed Lin Li's arm and used a little force with his dry fingers: "But please don't blaspheme God. The word "Mickey Mouse" spoken by God is obscure and difficult to understand. He must have himself The implication of , definitely does not mean that she is a mouse. "
"Yeah, okay, now back to the question." Lin Li nodded perfunctorily, and then asked: "You just said "root of wisdom," right, what is this thing? "
Lin Li suspected that this world could produce a series of wisdom suits.
"Similar to the basic disk of the summoning ritual, the ritual must be performed around it to be effective." Dr. Zombie explained.
"What does this thing look like? Where is it?" Lin Li was very concerned about this information.
"A round wooden board with patterns engraved on it. You must have never seen it before." Dr. Zombie said, "Dave must have told you that you can't go to his house, right?"
"Um."
"Because there are too many secrets in his home, and the root of wisdom is also in Dave's home, occupied by him. This is one of the reasons why we must solve Dave."
At this point, Dr. Zombie looked a little sinister and repeated: "Dave, we must get rid of him!"
"Are you sure you are at Dave's house?" Lin Li frowned slightly and asked aloud.
As a thief who had secretly visited Dave's house, and even walked back and forth carefully several times, Lin Li didn't remember seeing anything that looked strange and out of place. The interiors were all common in modern decorations.
"I'm sure, because I watched Dave take it away and hide it with my own eyes." Dr. Zombie said, "What good does it do me to lie to you about this."
"Uh-huh."
Lin Li tilted his head and vented the smile in his voice through his breathing to prevent Dr. Zombie from noticing.
"Dave is so damned!" Lin Li said angrily, with deep disgust in his tone.
"Do you finally believe me? Don't you have any other questions?" Dr. Zombie was surprised by Lin Li's sudden voice. He was originally going to continue answering the question, but he was stunned for a while before speaking.
"Actually, Doctor, I felt that something was wrong with Dave very early on. He has obviously been deceiving me! And your statement is well-founded and you did not hide it from me in any way. I must believe you and I stand firmly In the zombie camp, doctor.
Damn it, I didn’t expect that I was so stupid and was deceived by him for so long. I really regret not seeing you sooner. "
Lin Li stretched out his hand and tried to slap himself, but unfortunately Dr. Zombie didn't stop him. Lin Li had no choice but to stop him and slapped him gently instead.
Then he stepped forward, held Dr. Zombie's hand, and continued to express his regret with tears.
"I must chop Dave and take the brain out of his ass! Lead you to seize the source of wisdom! Save everyone!"
"Zombies rise, plants die!"
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Dr. Zombie, on the other hand, was temporarily overwhelmed by Lin Li's enthusiasm.
"You know the truth...that's good, that's good."
But seeing Lin Li so excited, he could only say happily.
"All of us zombies are waiting for a sensible player like you to appear. We have been waiting for too long, but fortunately our waiting has not been in vain."
Dr. Zombie held Lin Li's hand with his backhand and responded seriously.
"Then let's discuss the next plan now?" Dr. Zombie finally said.
"Wait a minute, doctor, is the cemetery you just mentioned the source of the zombies? I'm very curious. Can you take me there to have a look?" Lin Li wiped away the tears that had not shed at all and put on his clothes. He asked with a serious look.
"Yes, but what's the point of going there?" Dr. Zombie was a little strange.
"I want to see those zombies who are still sane, those... zombies who are very similar to me, chat with them, and express my apology. After all, if I hadn't been deceived by Dave, you would have suffered two days less. crime."
Lin Li decided to play the emotional card.
"But they don't understand or speak human language." Dr. Zombie shook his head, "We zombies have our own language and communication methods."
"Then can you speak zombie language? Doctor."
"Me? Of course I will."
"Then take me there and take a look," Lin Li insisted. "You will be my translator then, helping me express my apology and tell them that we should be victorious soon."
"Do we have to go?" Dr. Zombie asked.
"It is necessary. I am a very emotional person. My tears must be shed for them again, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable." Lin Li continued to insist.
Lin Li felt really uncomfortable because he couldn't complete the task.
"Okay, but let me tell you in advance, Lin Li, there is no way for us to enter the cemetery." Dr. Zombie nodded. He had a good attitude towards this player who was already on his side, but he still warned him.
"I'm not lying to you - at least I can never get in. The door to the cemetery is one-way for us zombies, we can only go out but not in, and it cannot be destroyed or destroyed.
Even a large portion of the space away from the exit cannot be blocked by anything. "
Dr. Zombie continues to introduce:
"Otherwise, I will definitely use more convenient methods, such as blocking the door, to relieve your pressure, instead of using mechanical zombies to solve such a violent problem at this location."
"As for you players, I haven't tried it and I don't know."
"Then it's impossible to communicate with rational zombies?" Lin Li frowned.
"No, the cemetery is surrounded by guardrails. I can help you communicate inside and outside." Dr. Zombie said.
"That's good, let's set off."
Lin Li planned to wait until he reached the outskirts of the cemetery to see if his mission was completed. If not, he would definitely go in.
"Which way to go?" Lin Li asked.
Dr. Zombie pointed in the direction of the dense zombie wave.
It seems a little difficult to walk.
Seeing the meaning of Lin Li's expression, Dr. Zombie shook his head with a smile, took out a button from his arms, and pressed it.
Not long after, a much smaller mechanical zombie rushed out from the zombie wave and came to the two of them. The mechanical zombie squatted down and opened the transparent cockpit shield.
"Come up, Lin Li."
"Yeah." Lin Li got into the car and sat in the back seat.
The mechanical zombie started slowly and began to advance deeper into the fog by walking.
Lin Li felt the push on his back with every step of the mechanical zombie. He put one hand on his thigh and held his cheek while looking at the densely packed zombie heads below with divergent eyes.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something in the back seat. Lin Li picked it up and saw that it was a mechanical part.
Unfortunately, Lin Li had seen it before, in Dave's warehouse - lawnmower accessories.
Lin Li chuckled and calmly put the accessory back in its place without questioning Dr. Zombie.
Does he believe Dr. Zombie?
I was very confused at first, after all, a lot of the information didn’t match the plants.
In the middle, when Dr. Zombie's theory of the source of wisdom came out, coupled with Dave's weirdness and something wrong, Lin Li thought it was possible.
Until the unknown god punished him, not himself, but Dr. Zombie, his attitude changed again.
——Lin Li felt that nothing was interesting.
Thinking of this, Lin Li raised his head slightly and looked at Doctor Zombie who was carefully controlling the mechanical zombie in front of him.
There was a small wound on the scalp on the back of his head.
It was probably broken by a stone or something like that when he was punished and buried in a pit?
It's not even a scratch. The wound gives people the feeling that the cloth has been forcibly pulled apart, and the threads are still connected.
It doesn't matter anymore.
What's important is that from this small gap, what Lin Li saw was the faint white light that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.
In the dark cab filled with dust and poor air quality, it created a trace similar to the Tyndall effect.
