With Qiao Yue's temperament, it was basically impossible for her to get away by herself, so Mu Tang was too lazy to waste time.
His fingertips hooked the blade tail at his waist, and with a slight clasp, the cold blade drew a graceful arc and was held in Mu Tang's backhand.
The other hand grabbed Qiao Yue's collar and pushed her hard against the door. The blade crossed her neck.
Before Qiao Yue even had time to react, her vision blurred, her back hit the wall hard, and then there was a touch of coldness on her neck, and a slight pain came.
Her brain was confused for a moment, and then she realized what it was. She thought Mu Tang regretted killing her, so she screamed at the top of her lungs!
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
"Shut up!!"
Mu Tang said coldly, and then he exerted force and brought the blade closer to his neck.
The pain on her skin suddenly amplified, and Qiao Yue instantly felt like a firecracker that had gone silent. Her high-pitched scream was stuck in her neck, her eyes widened with fear on her face, and she asked tremblingly:
"What do you want to do?"
Seeing her cowering and not daring to move, Mu Tang had a flash of ridicule in his eyes, then he threw her aside, neatly opened the reaction lock of the laboratory door, and opened the door with all his strength! !
After what happened just now, Qiao Yue finally realized that as long as Mu Tang had the slightest intention to kill her, her head would be removed immediately, and she no longer dared to act recklessly.
He could only huddle in the corner and watch helplessly as Mu Tang opened the door and strode out.
When Mu Tang left, he glanced at her from the corner of his eye, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and then he walked forward.
As soon as she stepped forward, Qiao Yue immediately rushed over to close the door.
As soon as her hand touched the door handle, there was a sound of breaking wind next to her. Before Qiao Yue had time to turn her head to look, a glass bottle exploded under her feet! !
Then blue smoke rose up, and Qiao Yue accidentally took a breath before she could hold her breath.
Then, as if she was addicted to drugs, she couldn't help but want to take a second and third puff. The smoke seemed to have self-awareness and pushed desperately into her nose.
Qiao Yue realized that this was Mu Tang's failed experiment. Although she immediately realized that she couldn't breathe it into her nose, she still couldn't control her body.
In a panic, her eyes wandered around randomly, and she found a figure standing upright in the corner. She took a closer look——
Mu Tang! ! She didn't leave! !
is her! ! She did it on purpose, she wanted to harm herself! !
Mu Tang just stood in the corner, looking coldly at Qiao Yue desperately covering her nose and mouth, staring at her with wide eyes, without any fluctuation on her face.
The guess in my heart has been answered.
The potion is fatally attractive to zombie viruses.
Only people infected with the zombie virus will desperately want to inhale these medicines. Ordinary people will only feel dizzy when exposed to these medicines and will not become addicted.
Qiao Yue's reaction just shows that she is a virus carrier.
In just a few seconds, Qiao Yue's eyes turned white. Purple-black blood vessels spread up her neck and covered her entire face. Her whole body twitched and she fell to the ground.
"Save...save me...Mu Tang...don't forget, I...we made a deal."
She was rolling on the ground, but still trying to crawl towards Mu Tang.
Mu Tang took two steps forward, squatted in front of her, and looked at her coldly:
"We did make a deal, so I won't kill you, but...it doesn't mean I will save you. You lied to me, and I hate people lying to me, so I won't save you."
Qiao Yue's eyes were about to burst, her eyes were wide open, and she stretched out her hand to grab Mu Tang, but her consciousness was slowly blurring, and all her consciousness would return to chaos.
"Kill...kill me...please...I don't want..."
No, she doesn't want to turn into a pile of rotten flesh, and she doesn't want to be covered in rancid smell like those walking zombies. Instead of turning into a zombie, it's better to let her die.
And...Feng Lai! ! She still has his medicine! !
Mu Tang shook his head and whispered:
"You will die, but not now. I shouldn't be the one who kills you. Besides... I still need you to help me."
After saying that, Mu Tang firmly clamped Qiao Yue's chin and forced her eyes to meet his own. The mental power started to occur, which invisibly shattered Qiao Yue's consciousness, and then reorganized it.
Although he has no memory after becoming a zombie, Mu Tang learns things quickly and is good at innovation and development. Once he learns from Lu Yan what the superpower can do, Mu Tang can easily regain control of the superpower. .
Moreover, she learned new things, such as——
Independently control the time when she and another Mu Tang personality wake up.
But this means that as long as she wants, the zombie-like Mu Tang can fall into a permanent sleep.
Qiao Yue's eyes, which were still conscious at first, gradually became blurry, and then became clear again, but her eyes were blank.
Her body continued to transform into a zombie, and she just knelt on the ground blankly, looking up at Mu Tang blankly.
Mu Tang released the hand holding her chin and looked at her condescendingly. Regardless of whether her slow brain could understand what he said, he said coldly:
"Don't worry, you are different from ordinary zombies. Since you are the mother body, the virus you carry should be optimized by Li Si. At least you can maintain your self-awareness."
Qiao Yue looked at her dullly, and after a while she realized what she was doing, and said calmly:
"what did you do to me?"
Her brain was like a ball of mush right now, and she couldn't think at all.
Mu Tang stood up, turned around and left, his voice sounded far away:
"did nothing."
Qiao Yue just stared blankly at her leaving back. For some reason, her brain became more and more rigid, and Mu Tang's back gradually faded away, and then slowly disappeared.
Disappeared without a trace.
Qiao Yue lowered her head sluggishly, staring blankly at the back of her hand that was covered with black and blue veins, and shook her head vigorously.
But he couldn't think of anything. He could only look at his zombie hands and mutter to himself:
"What's wrong with me?"
