Wuyuan Mountain.

Snow all over the ground.

Whoosh swish swish-

A figure was slid very quickly on the snowboard.

The man was wearing a cloak and was wearing a black coat inside, and his arms exposed while sliding were covered with black stripes.

He was carrying a black backpack, and above it was a submachine gun.

Swish!

He stopped in front of a building on the top of the mountain.

The building on the top of the mountain is quite large, with a total area of ​​more than 500 square meters.

Five stories high.

But after this white-haired storm, it turned into three floors.

The third floor has become the first floor.

The window was broken and an iron plate was placed on it to block the cold wind outside.

The man in the cape moved the iron plate away, rushed in, and then put the iron plate back to its original position.

A thick layer of frost condensed on the ground on the third floor.

The man in the cape took off the snowboard under his feet and walked straight upstairs.

When he walked to a door, the man in the cape paused for a few seconds, opened his backpack to see what was inside intact, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A broken sound came from inside.

The sound is a bit like metal friction, and a bit like the harsh sound of nails rubbing against the blackboard.

Crunch.

The man in the cape pushed the door and walked in.

Inside is a hall of nearly 200 square meters. Except for the load-bearing wall, all partition walls were smashed, and the rooms were connected together.

A stove burned in the center of the room, surrounded by various utensils, filled with liquid, and the liquid was colorful.

In the center, there are the heads of several zombies. These zombies are still alive, their heads have not been destroyed, and the zombies will not die.

And on several load-bearing columns, two hammocks were hung.

In front of the laboratory bench, there was a man wearing a white long suit and a metal mask.

The man in the cape walked over with a backpack on his back and knelt on one knee.

"Master, today's... food I've brought you."

The man in the cape spoke a bit like a robot, stuttering.

The man with metal mask turned his head and glanced at him, but the test tube in his hand still did not put down.

"Let it go there."

The man in cape stood up and took out the glass jar from his backpack.

In the glass jar, there are black and red zombie brains.

He put the brain kernel on the dining plate, then took out a knife to cut the brain kernel, and cut it into pieces that resemble a steak.

After the cutting, he asked to the man with metal mask:

"Master, how familiar are you today?"

"One minute."

"OK."

The man in the cape placed the cut brain kernel on the flame and baked for a few minutes, then put it back on the plate.

"Master, the food is... OK."

At this moment, the man in the metal mask also prepared the test tube potion in his hand.

He stuffed the prepared potion into his pocket.

He took off his gloves and exposed his hands.

His hands were dry, white and pale, but they were covered with tiny stripes, which looked a little scary.

The man in metal mask walked to the dining table, looked at the zombie Naoren in front of him, and frowned and asked:

"Why aren't it the zombie who climbed the wall?"

The man in the cloak quickly knelt on the ground, "Master, you have eaten up all the zombies crawling on the walls in Wuyuan Mountain. I have searched for it for a long time... I haven't found it."

The metal masked man did not continue to blame him.

He took off his metal mask and revealed an extremely terrifying face. His whole face was covered with black stripes, his eyes were blood-red, and there was no hair. On the top of his bare head, there was a raised bone spur.

It doesn't look like a human at all.

But he can speak, or even walk, that is no different from that of humans.

He gracefully picked up the fork and knife and cut a piece of his brain.

Open your mouth, with dense and sharp teeth on your mouth, which looks a bit like a man-eating mouth.

Moreover, his mouth was extremely large and his fists could be stuffed.

He chewed the zombie brain and said with some disgust:

"When the snow melts, you have to find some humans for me. I want to eat humans more and more now."

"Yes, master." The cloaked man knelt down and couldn't get up.

"Get up and have a meal."

"yes."

The man in cape stood up and took off the cloak above his head.

His face is not much different from a metal man, but his eyes are white and red.

His face fell down, and he tore off his face without hesitation, as if it was not painful at all.

He sat on the dining table, grabbed the bloody brain and started biting it, looking like a zombie.

"Let you be more civilized and don't be so humiliated!" The man opposite knocked on the plate and shouted.

The man in cape quickly slowed down the pace of eating and ate the zombie brain in his hand little by little.

Suddenly, as the man in the cloak ate, his eyes gradually turned white.

The pace of eating is quicker.

He wailed in pain, fell to the ground, grabbing his head with great force.

He crawled and rolled in front of the man with metal mask, "Master, I......I'm going to lose my consciousness again. It hurts so much, so much pain, and my head hurts..."

The man with metal mask stood up and threw the tube of potion in his pocket to the man with cloak.

The man in the cape quickly opened the potion and swallowed it in one breath.

Immediately afterwards, the man in the cloak kept twitching on the ground.

During his twitching, the metal masked man was eating there.

He held the fork and the knife with elegant movements, but when he opened his mouth, he seemed so cunning.

After the man who fell to the ground twitched for a few minutes, his white eyes slowly returned to a little red.

He quickly got up and knelt on his knees to thank the man in the metal mask.

"Thank you, Master."

"Master, when can we not endure this pain?"

Perhaps because he had just taken the medicine, he spoke much smoother than before.

The man with metal mask was finished eating the zombie brain at this time and wiped his mouth with a dining cloth.

"Yunxiao."

"Owner."

The man with metal mask crossed his legs and looked out the window.

Thoughts appeared in his eyes.

He is the exclusive researcher of the Northwest Research Institute.

Crazy scientific research genius, Hu Tian!

At that time, Wuyuan Mountain was broken by zombies, and the whole area was in chaos.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He hid in the cabinet at Wuyuanshan Research Institute, before the zombies rushed in, and injected himself with a semi-finished zombie vaccine he developed.
To be continued...