"Rage! You're farting!"
"In the entire ethnic group, even if a new first-generation corpse king is to be elected, where will it be your turn?"
"I think I am pretty good! As long as I become the first corpse king, I will lead our group to the real peak!"
Another mutant first-generation zombie at the peak of the seventh step, Iron Bone.
At this time, he also raised his hand.
Then came the seventh-rank zombie elite named Lengmian.
"Since you two insist on playing like this, then I recommend myself too!"
The cold-faced zombie lives up to its name.
A gray and white face was expressionless, and he didn't even blink his eyes.
"I think you two are trying to make trouble, right?"
"Now that Shura is seriously injured, if we all fight together, we may have a chance to save him!"
"Then it is the most correct thing for everyone to gather together to rescue the first generation corpse king!"
"You are here to fight for power, that is putting the cart before the horse!"
"As far as I can see, none of you are qualified to be the corpse king!"
"If you insist on coming out to vote, then I will definitely stop you!"
The zombie elite named Ruthless spoke calmly without any emotional ups and downs.
It was as if he was making a mechanical statement about something.
After hearing the ruthless words, the other three zombie elites immediately flew into a rage.
"What did you say?"
"Are you planning to fight against us?"
"Want to go to war now?"
Iron-boned, cold-faced, and violent, the three elite zombies were furious.
All of them stared at ruthlessly.
"Okay...give it to me, be quiet..."
Shura looked at the few in front of him, the most powerful first-generation zombie elite so far.
I just felt absurd for a while.
When the first corpse king was still around, they didn't know how obedient they were.
Don't even dare to fart.
But after the first generation corpse king was captured by Hua Ju's laboratory.
These **** are beginning to reveal their hearts.
"Shut up, you!"
"I have only half my life left. If you hadn't refused to agree to our proposal, I would have been the corpse king by now!"
"That's right! It's you who should shut up! Shura! Maybe you can live a little longer if you don't talk. If you push me any further, I'll give you a ride!"
"Hey... I believe you don't want to be unseemly, do you?"
The three elite zombies grinned grinningly.
He stared at Shura unkindly.
Their unscrupulous words made Shura feel very angry.
However, he couldn't do anything.
"You dare!"
"Sura is the guard of the first corpse king!"
"Whoever dares to touch him is disrespectful to the first corpse king!"
Ruthless heard the words, immediately flew into a rage.
He took out his weapon directly.
The whole body also released a powerful breath instantly.
"Oh? Do you want to do it?"
"Three on one you think you can beat us?"
Looking at this posture, the other three elite zombies.
Immediately also releases own power.
Suddenly, the atmosphere between the two sides became extremely tense.
Seeing that the strongest existence among these first-generation zombies is about to fight among themselves.
But at this moment, a playful voice sounded above their heads.
"Oh? So it's internal fighting..."
…
Somewhere in an extremely hidden underground laboratory.
In a dimly lit operating room.
The body is motionless.
Because at this moment, the operating room is in all directions.
From the special instrument, chains of lightning were released.
The first generation of corpse king is being suppressed.
"Have you not dealt with this guy yet?"
A few figures stood outside the thick protective glass.
One of them was a man in a white coat with beards all over his face.
He is the chief scientist of this secret laboratory.
Dr. Amir.
"His mental power is still too strong, and he can only be suppressed at present."
"If you want to completely keep him honest, you need to increase the output power, but doing so can easily destroy his brain."
The little assistant Bablov, who had a dark complexion and also had a beard, replied.
"Then increase the output power, we don't have much time to waste now."
"Anyway, this guy will be dissected sooner or later."
Dr. Amir gave the order directly.
At the same time, I remembered that the above only gave myself a month.
Ask yourself to take down the first corpse king.
Use him to regain control of the original zombie's death order.
If the task is not completed, the consequences will be very serious.
"Don't forget, once his mental power data can be collected, it must be collected completely."
"By the way, give me a copy of his DNA data."
After finishing speaking, Dr. Amir turned around and was about to leave.
"But Dr. Amir..."
The little assistant Bablov hesitated: "What if you can't suppress him even if you increase the power?"
he asked.
Dr. Amir paused when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the other party.
"Then just inject him with nanobots!"
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.
The remaining two little assistants look at me.
"Okay, don't even look at it!"
"Hurry up and execute the order!"
Bablov shook his head helplessly.
"What if increasing the power doesn't work? I mean, you know it? Mental power is a terrifying power with unlimited penetration..."
"If we increase the output power, instead of being able to suppress the first generation corpse king, and instead let him break free, then the two of us will be dead!"
"They will only entrust us two rookies with this dangerous job! But they hide in a safe place behind!"
Another little assistant, Diesel, showed a very contemptuous expression as he spoke.
"Then what can we do? Even if we want to leave now, we can't do it. This place is completely enclosed, and we have signed a non-disclosure agreement. Leaving is tantamount to committing suicide..."
Bablov shook his head helplessly.
"Well, I'm going to fetch the nanorobots, you are here to control the power output, we have to prepare with both hands!"
"That's the decision!"
After finishing speaking, Diesel ignored Bablov's attitude and ran away.
Neither found out.
Inside the surgery.
The first corpse king who heard the five words "nano robot" again.
Originally stiff body.
Suddenly, at this moment, it moved slightly.
"You, you cunning bastard..."
Bablov was slightly taken aback, and came back to his senses.
Unfortunately, Diesel has long since disappeared.
"Damn it, you actually left me alone to face such a ferocious guy..."
Bablov felt a little apprehensive.
But still he could only bite the bullet, turned around and looked at the first corpse king in the operating room again.
But the moment he turned around.
Suddenly, his scalp went numb.
The hairs all over his body also exploded at this moment.