Chapter 972 What excuse do you want?

According to what Yin Ze said, Mu Jing cut off a zombie's arm under the terrifying eyes of Ren Mingliang and his party, and then cut off its chin, then grabbed its hair and steered it away from the sun. Drag in the shadows.

  Yin Ze is used to her sturdy style, and Ren Mingliang and the others don't know her very well, so seeing her doing this now makes her heart unbearable.

   The group watched in amazement as she dragged the helpless zombie into the shadows, and then slammed the zombie's head against the wall, and the flower burst open!

  How much strength can it take to smash the head of a zombie like this...

  Ren Mingliang couldn't help but touched his head, as if thinking about whether his head was enough for her to smash.

Mu Jing looked at the few small crystals stuck to the wall that were similar to zombie crystal nuclei. When he saw that they were not directly shriveled and lost their vitality, he washed the blood on his hands with the power of water. The more he felt familiar, his eyes narrowed, trying to search for something similar to this thing in the still vague memory.

   "Bao Lan, does this look like your fish roe?"

   "...The master is so annoying, people are still yellow flowers~"

  Baolan suddenly covered his face shyly, "I don't have any male friends, how can there be any fish seeds~"

"……speak nicely."

   "Not like."

   Baolan, who was rarely asked by the master, put away his playful heart, and said solemnly: "Our fish roe is pure black, this is more like..."

   "Like the roe of a low-level fish monster."

  Bingmo couldn't help but interjected: "Master, do you remember the fish monster you met before? Maybe its kin appeared nearby."

   "What are the conditions for the hatching of fish roe?"

   "Just a few months in a sufficiently shady and damp place."

After getting the answer, Mu Jing directly smashed the fish roe that was very small but could still see something digging in it with ice, and then said to Yin Ze: "If you guessed correctly, this small town's barcode came."

"them?"

   Does the organization that uses zombies as experiments and prints barcodes on zombies leave something incredible every time it goes?

   Like Yin Ze, the curious Mu Jing thought about it, and said, "These zombies don't have their exclusive marks on them. They should just be used for fun, or they may just want to cause a little trouble to the people who come after."

   It's just that her original existence in that world would cooperate with the barcode...

   is to avoid the way of heaven?

   This was the only possibility she could think of.

   When a race that considers itself powerful comes to a lower plane and encounters a race living in a lower plane, it will naturally classify them as lower, which means that they will not be taken seriously.

  The only one who can suppress them is the Tao of Heaven. In this way, isn’t the answer obvious?

   Mu Jing's mouth evoked an unintelligible smile, "It's quite smart."

"what?"

Yin Ze, who was paying attention to the surrounding situation, didn't understand what she was just saying. After conditioned reflex, she turned her head and asked her a question. She kissed her cheek. His eyes were filled with helplessness, "What are you doing?"

   There are still many zombies on the street, is she still in the mood to kiss him?

   "Oh, there's a mosquito on your face, I'll drive it away for you."

   "...Aren't you too lazy to find a reasonable excuse right now?"

   "What excuse do you want to kiss my boyfriend?"

  “…”

you win.

   (end of this chapter)