Number One Zombie Wife

Mu Yifan knew that Zheng Guozong was uncomfortable. He bowed his head and whispered, "It is the weather mutation caused by the mass incineration of the corpse, and it caused a black rain, which caused a mutation in humans. No, it should be said that plants and animals will mutate.

"Human mutation? Did it just become a zombie?" Zheng Guozong suddenly thought of Mao Yu's strange shape and shook his head: "No, it should be more than just a zombie, right?"

Mu Yifan explained: "During the dark rain, if someone falls into a coma and initiates a high fever, it will mutate. Some people will become abilities. Some people will become zombies. People like you who do not have a coma and fever are still ordinary. people."

Zheng Guozong murmured, "Zombies have become zombies."

He thought of seeing a few of his friends who had talked well with him to become zombies, and he shook Mu Yifan excitedly: "Since you know these things, why don't you tell them earlier so that everyone can prevent them."

Mu Yifan frowned and asked: "How to prevent it? You tell me how to prevent it? Is it hiding? Or what? I know you are sad, but I am also very sad, no, I should say I am more uncomfortable than you , Knowing that this can happen, but can't stop it, do you know what it's like? "

Zheng Guozong was a little speechless: "But ... but say it early, everyone will ..."

"What will happen? They will only be more scared, and they will guard everyone around them, fearing that the other party will likely become a zombie, and even when everyone is unconscious and feverish, they will kill each other. You know this is a What kind of result? "

Mu Yifan looked at him with red eyes: "They will kill the humans who have become abilities."

"..." Zheng Guozong froze slowly, slowly loosening Mu Yifan's collar.

Thinking of Mu Yifan, I felt that I was too excited just now: "Sorry, Mumu, I ... I was too excited just now ..."

Mu Yifan patted his shoulder and comforted, "I know your mood."

After Zheng Guozong waited for a lot of emotions, he asked, "Did you just say the power one? What is it?"

"Just like you see water coming out of Mao Yu and Lu Lin and flowers on them, they are powers. If you didn't guess wrong, one of them is a water power and the other is a wood power."

Zheng Guozong was full of fog and sweat: "What kind of water power? What is wood power?"

"Water-based abilities are the ability to control water, and wood-based abilities are the ability to control flowers and plants. You will learn more about these when you look at them. In addition to the water and wood systems, there are gold, soil, fire, and thunder. System, wind system, ice system, spiritual system, etc., as well as various mutated abilities. These abilities have powerful attack power, even more powerful than shells, and ... "

Mu Yifan's eyes darkened: "The psionicist can also sense whether the other party is a zombie. Of course, if the zombie's ability is very powerful, he can also conceal his identity."

Zheng Guozong shouted: "Will you and Jiaming also be able to be sensed by the psionicist that you are not human?"

Mu Yifan nodded.

Zheng Guozong said anxiously: "Then what are you still doing here, don't leave here quickly, what if someone finds out his identity?"

Mu Yifan smiled bitterly: "Where can I go? The big water outside has not retreated yet."

Zheng Guozong thought about it, and suddenly calmed down: "However, it doesn't matter if you don't leave. The war major general who knew you were a zombie will definitely keep you."

Mu Yifan: "..."

"Poor my family ..."

Zheng Guozong thought of his son and showed a sad look.

Mu Yifan hurriedly said, "Quack doctor, don't worry about it, your family has abilities, and you can definitely protect yourself."

Zheng Guozong said for a moment: "Ability? Jia Ming also has an ability? How do you know he will have an ability?"

Mu Yifan randomly found a speech: "Zombies also have zombies, not to mention that his level in zombies is not low, and he can definitely have abilities."

"What about you? Your level is higher than him. Do you have abilities?"

"..." Mu Yifan doesn't know if he has any abilities now, but in order to reassure Zheng Guozong, he took off his gloves and used his sharp fingertips to scratch a long scar on his hand: "Quack, you Look."

Zheng Guozong anxiously said, "What are you doing, you ..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that long wound healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Guozong's eyes widened in shock: "This ... this ..."

"See? So don't worry about your home being clear."

Zheng Guozong murmured: "Hell."

He reached out and touched the cold skin that admired Yifan: "I saw you killed a thousand times, and you can't die."

Mu Yifan: "..."

He didn't dare tell the quack doctor that the zombies would still die if they were hit in the brain.

Just then, the gunfire stopped.

Everyone in the house ran out of the house in panic, gathered on the street and asked about the previous events.

Mu Yifan immediately turned away from Zheng Guozong's attention: "Quack doctor, listen to the situation and understand the situation."

"OK." Zheng Guozong hurried out of the room.

When Mu Yifan saw that he didn't even close the door, he walked over. At this time, a weak waxy voice came into his ear: "Dad."

He thought he had heard it wrong, and turned to look at the bed, the child was looking at him with open eyes.

Mu Yifan connected with the excitement, and quickly ran to the bed: "Qingtian, you finally woke up, how about it? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Mu Qingtian stretched out his hands: "Daddy, hug."

Mu Yifan quickly picked up the child and sat on his lap.

Mu Qingtian rubbed his eyes with his little hand and looked up at him: "Daddy, I slept for a few days."

"Seven days, I slept for seven days, and I was worried. I don't want to use powers next time, do you know?" Mu Yifan said solemnly.

Mu Qingtian aggrieved: "I know the thing is important to my dad, so I will use the power to help my dad get it back, dad, don't be angry.

"You child." Mu Yifan was more angry than he wanted to be, and he felt more distressed at him.

Then, thinking of something, he hugged the child and sat facing himself: "Qingtian, to be honest, do you know that I am not the original Mu Yifan."