I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

"Will they come out?"

"Some can, some can't, there are too many for me to handle." The woman said, and after a while, she listened with a serious look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"somebody is coming?"

"Um?"

Tang Ye looked where the woman was looking and saw a dozen people in black coats walking towards this side.

"You go deal with them."

"I?"

"It's not you, it's me?"

Tang Ye frowned and said in embarrassment: "Have you killed him?"

"Just knock him out."

"Then I probably can't do it."

"Isn't it?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my strength."

"Is it so exaggerated?" The woman looked at Tang Ye suspiciously.

Tang Ye spread his hands. If he were an eighth-level zombie, he could still knock out ordinary people. But when he reached the ninth level, the power he possessed was too powerful. What ordinary people could do was replaced by a ninth-level strong person. It becomes very difficult to do it, just like when a person deals with an ant, but instead of killing them, he takes a small piece of meat from them. This is much more difficult than simply killing them!

After all, once the power cannot be contained, one or even a group of ants will die.

As for the existence of the ninth level, it is more difficult for ordinary people to knock out ordinary people than to take a piece of meat from an ant. After all, ordinary people can do it if they have some tools, but do the ninth level people have the tools to knock out ordinary people?

"I can't explain it to you. It would still be possible if we use other methods."

"What can you do?"

"Let's go."

"so?"

"Don't worry." Tang Ye nodded confidently.

Tang Ye had been a woman, and the other party followed Tang Ye downstairs with hesitation. As the two of them got closer and closer to the group of black coats, the woman was so nervous that she clenched the shovel in her hand, and it seemed that she would drop the shovel in her hand at any time. Hit one of the men in black coats on the head!

But soon, the woman discovered that when her two figures were in the sight of the group of black coats, they were not what she imagined, and they rushed over to catch her!

They seemed to be blind, walking towards this side step by step normally.

Tang Ye pulled her, and the two of them were pressed against the wall of the stairs.

"They...can't see us?" The woman looked at Tang Ye in surprise and asked in a low voice.

"Do all zombies have superpowers?"

"It's not a superpower..." Tang Ye said hesitantly. He looked around and saw a figure graffiti on the wall not far away. He narrowed his eyes, pointed at the figure graffiti and said: "Maybe the reason It’s similar to those graffiti of figures.”

"Psychologically invisible, right?"

"Psychological invisibility is a very appropriate term." Tang Ye nodded, and the two of them just watched the group of black coats walking past them, all the way up.

After they disappeared, a question suddenly appeared in Tang Ye's mind.

"Why not kill them?"

"What you are facing now are just these recycling messengers and your low-level kind. It would be okay if you kill your kind. After all, they are not human beings, but these recycling messengers are human beings. If you kill them, it is murder and a crime. , if you commit a crime, the police will come to arrest you."

"Maybe you think it doesn't matter, because for people like you, the law can be said to no longer exist for you, but this is very detrimental to finding a way out. Daria is happy to see the chaotic scene."

"I see, it seems I have to listen to you, an old player."

"of course."

"By the way, the job of these recovery messengers is to collect the bodies of those who violated the regulations, but what is their purpose of collecting the bodies of these people?"

"For Daria's sake, do you know why this place is called the recycling bin? Compare it to the real world before Black Rain, recycling garbage into useful garbage for people. If you don't care, they will be decomposed naturally. Daria is not happy to see it. If your food is eaten by others, you won’t want to share even a gram.”

Tang Ye shook his head and frowned.

"What? Don't you understand?"

"no."

Tang Ye himself didn't know what to say. He understood it, but he didn't remember how he understood it, so he was confused and didn't know the details.

The woman was thinking about something thoughtfully, and finally remembered something, and nodded to Tang Ye, but didn't say anything.

"It's not far, let's go."

She took Tang Ye and continued walking towards the lower level. After not walking many steps, Tang Ye saw the entrance door of the next level. However, this door was made of wood, giving people an air of age.

Tang Ye walked to the stairs and stretched his head to take a look down. The stairs seemed to be winding downwards endlessly, with no bottom, and the entrance door to the next floor could not be seen.

"Are you sure this isn't a basement?"

"No, you have to believe me." The woman replied to Tang Ye, then opened the wooden door and walked out. Tang Ye followed closely behind. What he saw was a corridor, and Tang Ye saw the side facing him. When he saw the corridor wall, his eyes narrowed.

This corridor is too familiar to Tang Ye!

Walking through the door, just as Tang Ye thought, these paintings only existed on one wall, and there was nothing on the other side.

"These paintings..."

"What's wrong?"

Tang Ye observed these paintings. Although the layout of these paintings was exactly the same as what he saw outside, the content of the paintings was not the same as what he had seen before, but a completely new content. However, the content of each painting here was different. They are all the same, which is the biggest difference.

The content of the painting seems to be the living room of a certain family. A family of five is sitting on the dining table in the center of the living room. The scenery reflected outside the window is obviously different from China. The three children are holding bowls in their hands that seem to be stained with rust. The tableware in their hands, while the other couple had already put the tableware in their hands on the table. Their faces seemed a little frightened. Looking at the camera, their eyes seemed to shine through the painting and they looked at Tang Ye.

"The direction they are looking at..."

Tang Ye turned around and took a look. There was just a wall behind him. The furniture in Huali was very simple and only part of the broken rules could be seen. There was an inappropriate black spot painted on the scenery outside the window. Tang Ye came closer. Look, it seems to be the outline of something, like a bullet?

He came to another painting. The content inside was similar, but there were some differences. For example, the scenery outside the window. In the previous painting, the scenery outside the window was one side of a building, but in this painting, the scenery outside the window was different. There seems to be a large piece missing from the painted side of the building.

There was a family sitting in front of the dining table. The three children maintained the innocence that children should have, holding cutlery and eating the food on the plate. The adults, like before, looked at Tang Ye with a look of fear on their faces.