"What’s so strange about that?"
Ah Fu smacked his lips as if he was savouring the taste of the parasite.
Crunch, crunch, crunch~
His mouth moved, the hard shell of the parasite under Ah Fu’s steel teeth was bitten until it kept making "crunch" sounds. Suddenly, a "plop" and a sar of black and yellow liquid flowed from the corner of Ah Fu’s mouth. It was evident that the parasite Ah Fu had just stuffed into his mouth was completely crushed by him, a sight that would make anyone nauseous.
Tang Ye couldn’t help but frown. Everyone has a weakness, and his was bugs! No matter whether they were alive or zombies, he was just afraid of those creatures with nurous legs! Like cockroaches and the like.
No particular reason, it was just that their shapes and the limbs made Tang Ye feel an uncontrollable disgust.
In no ti, Ah Fu spat out a chunk of shell that wasn’t entirely broken down, and mumbled, "These bugs are only tasty in the head, the bodies are flavorless."
Having said that, he raised his head and looked into the darkness, clearly seeing each parasite hiding in the deepest part.
"Boss, there are no other paths here."
In this space the size of a basketball court, there wasn’t a single flesh tunnel. If it weren’t that Ah Fu had broken open the at wall at the back, this place would have been closed off. One could wonder how long these parasites had been living here.
"Ah Fu, continue to break down the wall in front! There ought to be so kind of zombie that is the nest, its head should be right beneath!"
"Got it!"
Ah Fu responded, stepping forward. As the parasites in the darkness sensed him approaching, they hurriedly scattered in fear, squeaking non-stop. They were clearly terrified of this giant man, Ah Fu.
"Behave, or I’ll eat you!" Ah Fu, sowhat pleased with himself, roared a few tis and swung his fists at the wall!
Plop!
The internal flesh of the nest once again flew around, disintegrating under Ah Fu’s imnse power and scattering all over the place. Seeing this rotten at falling from the at wall of the nest, Tang Ye was increasingly confident that the nest was a zombie!
Unlike the previous tis Ah Fu had broken through, this ti Ah Fu had excavated for quite a while. The flesh was dug out piece by piece, and by now, Ah Fu had dug out a tunnel eight ters long. The violently dug hole was full of pits and depressions, quite a grueso sight.
"This ti it’s a little thick, huh?" Ah Fu stared for a mont, then pushed forwards. In a few minutes, he had dug out a tunnel about two ters long.
Squish, squish.
Tang Ye kicked away the rotten at that Ah Fu had dug out and walked through the blood-soaked tunnel. After erging, he found himself at the dead-end of a tunnel. On the other side of this dead-end, another fleshy flower as tall as a person grew, with the stigma gently swaying.
He glanced to the right and found that the tunnel went upwards. Ah Fu asked, "Boss, should I keep digging?"
"Keep going," said Tang Ye.
Just as Ah Fu turned around to start digging, Tang Ye’s eyes flickered, he suddenly realized there was an additional consciousness in his mind, broadcasting a series of faint ssages.
This was only possible with the establishnt of a psychic link between zombies! And these ssages were electromagnetic waves being communicated between each other, which gave an indication of the subject’s thoughts. Once Tang Ye established a psychic link with another zombie, he can get a vague idea of its thoughts from these electromagnetic waves.
The information this consciousness was giving him was a bit vague and hard to express in Chinese. But the content seed to be akin to a form of address, if he had to put it into Chinese, it would be pretty similar to "my dear".
"My dear... please... do not destroy... my body...&#@@&%"
"Who are you?" Tang Ye frowned, the other party’s information was too blurry, and it was intermittent, it was hard to understand. It was like a mute trying to talk to you, and even stuttering on to top of that!
"I... cannot comprehend who I am, you are... in my body%&#... please my dear... do not destroy..."
"You are the nest!" Tang Ye realized, and at the sa ti, Liang Hanyang and Ah Fu both growled, then Liang Hanyang was the first to shriek at Tang Ye, "Mr. President, no, a zombie has made a psychic connection with , it can actually initiate a connection with ! That ans,..." Liang Hanyang’s face showed a terrified expression, as he continued anxiously, "That ans it can control ! Ah! Please, no!"
"Why are you panicking?" Tang Ye glanced at Ah Fu, who also looked a bit strange, appearing both puzzled and curious.
"It’s the nest, you don’t have to worry..." Tang Ye’s voice fell a little, able to make a psychic connection with him so easily, and he was not entirely sure of the reason behind it. If Liang Hanyang’s prophecy was true, they’d be in big trouble!
"Nest, are you sure?" Liang Hanyang looked at Tang Ye skeptically, and Ah Fu also looked a bit panicked. He clearly understood that high-level zombies can easily control lower-level zombies, after all, Ah Fu used to do this often, taking over Gujin Base was exactly accomplished by him and Liang Hanyang controlling tens of thousands of zombies to intimidate the original leaders of the base.
Tang Ye nodded, not saying anything, and sent a ssage to the psychic body of the nest.
"You are the nest?"
The other party was silent for a while, Tang Ye felt it was mulling over, not understanding what "nest" ant, or even what "mother" and "nest" ant.
"I... do not know~ I am from here, belong~ my dear please do not destroy... hehe."
The ssages being transmitted by the nest were intermittent, but Tang Ye could still roughly understand the gist of it. However, judging from the dialogue with the nest, it seed to have a high degree of intelligence. It was even able to engage in conversation with him. Ah Fu, when he was at Level 5, was far from clear-headed. If he hadn’t drained Yinxiang’s life, he wouldn’t have gained consciousness.
"You are called a nest because you produce my kind," said Tang Ye, continuing to communicate with the nest.
The other party’s emotional status seed to have so ripples, sending Tang Ye a series of chaotic ssages. After a while, the nest’s emotions settled back down.
"So, my na is... nest? ... Is that... a na? And... what is%#... these?"
Tang Ye nodded and said, "Yes, your na is the nest, and these things are your kind, including those outside. They are called zombies, and I am also a zombie."
"Oh #&@~ so, they are called... zombies... they are your... kind, so... what about ?"
"You are also a zombie, also my kind, but our types are not the sa. Nonetheless, we are all zombies." Tang Ye smiled and said, as long as he could control the nest. As for why it was able to establish a psychic connection with him so freely, it might be because of so special abilities it possesses.
"So, I am also a zombie... my na is the nest, but... what about& you?"
"You can call the Zombie King, because I am the king amongst the zombies!"
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