thor from the walking dead

Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye it is already December 23rd

The core members gathered again in the conference room.

"Everyone already knows about the mutated zombies, so I won't go into details. I called you here today to improve your strength. After all, the zombies are evolving, so how can we stand still."

Makino waved after speaking, and Edwin quickly placed a metal thermostat on the table. After entering the password, the lid slowly opened, revealing 20 bottles of mu-1 original strengthening serum.

"This is a strengthening serum that will make you stronger so that you will not be helpless when facing mutated zombies in the future."

After Edwin explained, Makino continued: "Next, we need to quickly expand the search area to collect more supplies and survivors to strengthen the Ark. Edwin, I will leave it to you!"

"Yes, chief!" Edwin

Rick and the others were not polite, and they consciously rolled up their sleeves and queued up to be injected with the enhanced serum.

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nine in the morning

Makino flew the helicopter to Atlanta alone. Now that his strength was revealed, it was much easier to move alone.

air

Looking down, you can see that the originally green earth has turned into golden yellow, and the cold wind has blown off all the remaining leaves of the trees on the roadside.

Soon, the helicopter had flown over Zebilun. The first phase of the home project could be seen clearly from the air after all the leaves on the trees had fallen off. The second phase of the home project nearby had also been completed for the most part. Next,

It should be completed by the beginning of the month.

In the open space next to several villas in the first phase of the home, seven or eight children can be seen playing, including Karl and Sophia.

"I hope that in this end of the world, you can have a warm childhood worth remembering~"

Makino was a little sad, what was his childhood like?

Homework, exercise books, cram schools, interest classes... these are very normal things for a top student, but for a poor student like Makino, his days are like years. Holidays are not as relaxing as class.

"Hahaha...it's really sad to think about it~"

To laugh at myself, after circling in the sky above Zebilun, I flew straight to Griffin. Although Rick reported the situation, I still had to see it myself before I felt at ease.

The helicopter was very fast, and within ten minutes, Makino had arrived and inspected the Griffin branch base.

The airport has been surrounded by solid alloy plates, and Oster and the others have been injected with enhanced serum and returned here to continue learning to drive tanks and planes.

About half past ten

Over College Park

Makino hovered in the air and used electromagnetic force fields to detect the situation. As the closest city to Atlanta, the most famous one here is the Atlanta International Airport.

This is also the main target of Makino's investigation. Although no one currently flies large passenger planes, there are not only large passenger planes in this international airport, but also some small passenger planes, private planes, and even transport planes.

Among them, there were no less than three transport planes that he detected, more than a dozen private jets, nearly thirty large passenger planes, and almost a dozen small passenger planes.

I have to say that Atlanta is indeed a wealthy area in the past.

But apart from the plane, what intrigued Makino the most was the waiting area that was almost completely filled with black and purple.

Walking dead lair?

This is a word that automatically popped into Makino's mind when he detected this scene.

Thinking of this, Makino jumped off the helicopter and retracted the helicopter into the system space. He fell freely. The electromagnetic field buffered him when he was about to land, and then landed smoothly outside the gate of the waiting area.

It was more intuitive to see from the ground than from the air. Countless ordinary zombies were seen blocking the door, blocking the door tightly.

Even the originally transparent glass wall was smeared with black and red blood, blocking the view, making it impossible to see the situation with the naked eye.

"It's interesting. With such tight security, even a fool would know there's something going on inside. If you were more careless, you might not even attract my attention."

Makino stepped forward, coins flew into the air, and the zombies blocking the way fell down one after another.

The ordinary zombies blocking the gate seemed to have received orders. When they saw the intruder, they all took stiff steps and tried hard to attack Makino.

"It's so pitiful. Even if you become a walking zombie, there is still a class. The guys inside are warm and warm during the winter, but you are freezing here. Oh, don't thank me. Remember to say hello to God or Satan for me.

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Along the way, all the ordinary zombies rushed to the street, and Makino walked into the waiting hall calmly.

The hall is crowded with mutated zombies, swift ones, giants, diggers, and spitters. There are also several tall figures near the center. Their arms are covered with ferocious black cuticles, like giant guards.

Standing upright, I think this must be King Kong.

"Hey~ everyone is here? What, are you eating hot pot?"

As Makino stepped into the void and looked down condescendingly, he saw an irregular half-meter-high low wall piled up with countless corpses in the center of the hall. The low wall was filled with black and red liquid, and there was also a walking corpse soaked in it with its pupils.

Showing half white and half gray gradient color.

Four white pupils stood next to the blood pool. Their faces were colder than the cold wind, and their white eyes stared at Makino with hatred.

Although the mutated zombies around them did not launch an attack, even the air began to become anxious.

It's a pity that walking corpses can't speak, otherwise it would be time to greet Makino's entire family tree with fragrant words.

"Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent!"

Makino waved his hand, and the metal bench in the corner of the hall melted into red molten iron in the blink of an eye, and then turned into a huge hexagon that instantly appeared under the blood pool.

This move completely broke the balance in the hall. Various mutant zombies rushed towards Makino. However, except for the acidic liquid spitted out by the spitter, which could barely reach him (although it was defended by the electromagnetic force field), the other mutant zombies could not reach him at all.

You can't touch it at all, even if it's King Kong, because it can't jump!

"Yes, this is the warm and hospitable zombie king that I remember!"

To put it bluntly, Makino has controlled the six corners of the alloy six-pointed star to close to each other, and in just one breath, he has shut the entire blood pool, including the evolving white pupils in it, into a tight seal.

"Is this your boss? The little thing is quite unique. Since you are so reluctant to part with it, go ahead and report it!"

Not wanting to waste time, Makino took control of the remaining metal and grabbed one of each of the Digger, Spitter, and King Kong, and wrapped them into iron rice dumplings.

At the same time, there was another storm. Except for the mutated zombies that he captured, all the others, including the ordinary zombies that were gathering outside, were instantly killed.

But this time he added an extra step and used a charged electromagnetic gun to completely purify it before leaving.

Makino is not stupid. How could he not see what was in the blood pool when he saw the scene in the hall?

The disappearing zombie bodies, the blood pool where the corpses accumulated...

This clearly shows that the mutation of the walking dead requires a large amount of virus stock solution, so it is impossible to keep these corpses this time and must be completely cleaned up.

After doing all this, Makino stopped flying the helicopter and just flew away in the air.

"What a surprise. I originally planned to catch it in Atlanta, but unexpectedly I met it at the airport. I just happened to bring it back to Edwin for study. Is this red oil hot pot really evolving?"

Atlanta

In a huge pool of blood in a zombie lair, a mutated zombie with almost all its pupils turned black had no idea that its compatriots had blocked its gun...