After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 307, the hope of becoming a human

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming sat casually on a chair basking in the moonlight, his evil face softened a lot.

If he really turned into a human being this time, does it mean that he and Xiao Zhu are also possible.

Playing with a crystal nucleus with his slender fingers, a faint smile appeared on his hostile face.

At this moment, the aura exuded from Zombie King Zhang Yiming was the same as that of Zhang Yiming.

Sunny, warm.

A crystal nucleus turned into waste in the hands of Zombie King Zhang Yiming.

The waste was casually thrown on the ground.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming lifted his clothes, revealing his abdomen.

There was a big piece missing in the abdomen. Looking from the front, it looked as if it had been bitten off in half by some ferocious beast, forming an arc-shaped gap.

Half of the abdomen was empty, revealing black internal organs and flesh and blood.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glanced at his abdomen indifferently, took out another crystal nucleus and absorbed it.

If Zhang Yiming turned into a human being, the wounds on his body would have to heal quickly.

After all, the human body cannot withstand this huge trauma.

"hehe."

The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming laughed softly.

The crystal nuclei one by one turned into waste residue under the moonlight.

The gap in the abdomen is slowly combined.

The missing internal organs changed rapidly and grew back bit by bit.

This is the horror of the Zombie King.

A zombie has no five senses, it's just a rotting corpse.

High-level zombies can heal wounds by absorbing crystal nuclei.

The stronger the zombie, the more wounds it can heal.

For an existence like Zombie King Zhang Yiming, as long as there is a crystal nucleus and enough time, even if there is only one head left, it can still be restored to its original state.

This is the end of the world so long,

Human survivors still don't have a key point to defeat zombies.

Humans cannot be injured, otherwise they will become zombies.

As for zombies, as long as they have crystal nuclei, they are not afraid if they only have a head left.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming lay lazily on the reclining chair, squinting his eyes to appreciate the moonlight, changing crystal nuclei one after another in his hand.

Occasionally, he would glance in the direction of Zhang Yiming's yard.

There was a trace of longing in the eyes full of hostility.

...

Zhang Yiming didn't know how he got back to the yard. When he realized it, he was already standing in the yard.

His pocket was bulging, and he never dared to touch it again.

Like an easily broken dream.

Zhang Yiming subconsciously looked into the courtyard next door.

It's late at night, but I can still vaguely understand the faint light coming through.

Xiaozhu, haven't slept yet.

He could feel that the people in the room were tossing and turning, and he could hear her sighing.

The sigh was very soft, but it made his dead heart ache badly.

Zhang Yiming took out the things Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming gave him from his pocket.

The black cloth strips seemed to be torn from the clothes, with several layers wrapped inside and outside.

Zhang Yiming's eyelashes trembled slightly, opening layer by layer.

Showed his true colors.

A palm-sized piece of black wood came into view.

Accompanied by a heavy sense of historical silence and burning anxiety.

A thin layer of coke was formed on the surface of the black wood, and beneath the coke, there was a strong vitality.

This is probably the wood that was snatched from the fire, and it is extremely black.

Zhang Yiming looked straight at the wood in his hand, did the legendary Ganmu really exist?

If it doesn't exist, why is it recorded in the Shan Hai Jing, and why did Qin Shihuang go to sea to find the country that he can't find.

Zhang Yiming took a deep look in the direction of the yard next door, and returned to the house with the scorched charcoal in his hands.

When passing Leng Yebai's room, he could faintly hear the sound of crystal nuclei turning into waste and shattering.

Zhang Yiming paused for a moment, then continued to walk into his room.

Under the gentle light, Zhang Yiming took out a sharp dagger and scraped away the scorched charcoal bit by bit.

On the scorched charcoal, there was a strange energy full of hostility, which was similar to his body.

It belongs to Zombie King Zhang Yiming.

In addition to this familiar energy, there remains a powerful force.

It looked like an ancient ferocious beast, just this trace of breath made Zhang Yiming squint his eyes unconsciously.

It's hard to imagine how Zombie King Zhang Yiming got back this piece of wood the size of a palm.

It's not that there is only such a piece of Ganmu, and Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming can only get back such a large piece of wood.

As the scorched carbon on the outside was scraped off, the original face inside was revealed.

Like the branches of all books, the inside of the acacia is light yellow.

There is a wave of green energy lingering in the light yellow, exuding a stronger vitality than wood-type supernatural powers.

Just by looking at it, Zhang Yiming could feel the strong vitality.

It is stronger than the vitality emanating from any supernatural person or mutated plant.

Zhang Yiming suddenly understood, maybe the various sacred trees in ancient legends are all kinds of mutated plants.

Their powerful effects are not just rumors, they may very well be real.

Zhang Yiming carefully scraped off a little bit of light yellow.

Put this powdery froth on a plate.

On the white jade-colored plate, there is a little bit of yellow. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that there are pieces of wood on it.

The most effective way to check whether this Ganmu can bring the dead back to life is to eat it directly.

Zhang Yiming is still a corpse now, without any vitality on his body, he can be regarded as a walking dead.

This rich vitality is entwined on the palm-sized wood. Perhaps, eating it can really turn into a human being.

Zhang Yiming didn't eat, he took out a piece of paper, a pen, and a steelyard.

Gan wood on the scale, record down its middle.

Then take out a small cup.

The sharp dagger cut through his wrist without hesitation, and black blood flowed into the cup.

The black blood lingered with a black air, and compared with the life on the side plate, it was a world of difference.

Zhang Yiming carefully poured the sawdust from the plate into the cup containing the black blood.

A pair of eyes stared straight at the cup full of black blood, as if expecting something.

The faint yellowish sawdust fell into the cup full of black blood, like a stone sinking into the sea, without a trace of life.

But Zhang Yiming could still feel that in the cup full of decay, a faint vitality was devouring the decay.

Five minutes later, the black blood began to turn brown.

Zhang Yiming held his fingers tightly together, staring at the cup.

Ten minutes later, the brown blood turned slightly red, but the vitality in the cup was exhausted.

That feeble sawdust, with its best efforts, has devoured as much decay as it can bear.

Zhang Yiming was so excited that he almost cried out.

This means that zombies can really turn into humans.

A sleepless night.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning sprinkled on the window, and fell into Zhang Yiming's room through the window.

The room was in a mess, with papyrus everywhere.

Line after line of data is densely written on it.

Zhang Yiming seemed to be tireless, holding the pen with his slender fingers, and quickly wrote down lines of obscure numbers and chemical symbols.

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