Looking at this amazing scene, Cheng Zijie couldn't help but take two steps forward.
Harley immediately stopped gnawing on the chicken legs and stared at him alertly
Zhong Meixin shook her head helplessly and stood up: They are all zombies, the difference is really big, this Harley, she is really timid to a certain level. After saying that, she found three green pieces from the square plastic blocks of cigarette boxes that she had just picked up on the table, walked to Cheng Zijie, and handed them over with a smile: Xiaojie, let's try this in a row in front of it.
Cheng Zijie became curious, took the plastic block and walked a few steps towards Harley, and came to it.
Harley's slightly stretched limbs were immediately curled up nervously again under Zhong Meixin's comfort, and a low whine sounded from his mouth holding a piece of chicken legs.
Cheng Zijie looked back at Zhong Meixin, and after getting a positive look, he squatted down in front of Harley and placed the plastic blocks in a row on the ground.
Harley looked at the plastic blocks, then looked at Cheng Zijie, and finally relaxed again and continued to chew on the chicken legs.
Cheng Zijie was extremely surprised, stood up gently, returned to Zhong Meixin, and asked softly: Mom?
Well, Zhong Meixin smiled and said: You said I hope I can find a way to communicate with these smart zombies. I considered that the eyes of zombies are also the structure of human eyes, and should be able to distinguish the colors and shapes that humans can distinguish. So I found this method. It took me a whole half a day to establish the simplest way to communicate with Harley. Three green plastic pieces are arranged in a row. It means it is edible. Three red pieces, but it means it is not edible.
Cheng Zijie scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment
The mother and son watched Harley chewing the chicken leg, and Zhong Meixin smiled and said: It also learned to simply express the request. After saying that, he walked forward, picked up two yellow plastic pieces from the table and held them in his hands.
Harley looked at the plastic blocks in Zhong Meixin's hand, looked at Cheng Zijie, slowly leaned forward, stretched out his claws to form the three green plastic blocks into triangles.
It still wants to eat it. Zhong Meixin smiled and said: If you can eat it like this, you will eat it all over Xinjin's chicken. Although she said that, she still took out a large piece of raw chicken breast from the plastic bag on the table and handed it to Harley.
At this time, Harley had adapted to the existence of some Cheng Zijie. Without too much hesitation, he started to chew the chicken again with no chicken.
Zhong Meixin returned to Cheng Zijie again, looking at his surprised expression, and a smug smile like a little girl appeared on the corner of her lips: Xiaojie, how about it, I didn't disappoint you, continue like this, I think it's no longer a big problem for us to have a simple communication with the wise zombies.
Cough cough actually... Cheng Zijie cleared his throat as he looked at Zhong Meixin's rare playful expression due to the progress of research
Although he didn't want to say it, he came to Zhong Meixin just to say something that only two of them knew. Therefore, he could only say hesitantly regardless of his ability to sweep Zhong Meixin's fun: Mom, actually, that, this time I went out... Sixteen collected new gene fragments, which should be able to transform my ability to communicate directly with smart zombies through infrasonic waves.
Hum? Zhong Meixin raised her slender willow eyebrows, and her charming eyes were filled with incredible eyes.
Cheng Zijie grabbed his head embarrassedly and said with a smirk: Hehe, that...sorry...
Hum Although Zhong Meixin smiled happily that Cheng Zijie had acquired new abilities, she still pouted in anger: Xiaojie! You really hate that I lost my hair in order to find a solution! It's useless now. As she said that, she raised her hand and acted to beat her
Zhong Meixin rarely shows such a side in front of Cheng Zijie, so Cheng Zijie is so happy that he spreads his arms and makes a move to fight back.
But as soon as the two of them were posing like this, they heard a sound of Á, and then Harley rushed up, grabbed Cheng Zijie's arm, bit it hard, and started to tear it hard
Of course, its attack will not cause any harm to Cheng Zijie
But Cheng Zijie was still surprised. When he was about to fight back against Harley, Zhong Meixin was already shouting anxiously: Don't! Xiaojie! Don't! It may be a misunderstanding that you want to hurt me! As he said that, he had already rushed to the table, picked up two blue plastic pieces, held them in his hand, and reached in front of Harley.
Harley seemed to be a little confused, but Zhong Meixin's plastic block still made it let go of his mouth, let go of Cheng Zijie, and retreated back to the corner, looking at Cheng Zijie and Zhong Meixin, looking very confused.
Cheng Zijie looked at the guy, and he was so funny.
Lift your arm and check the bite, leaving only two rows of shallow tooth marks
Zhong Meixin looked relieved and put away the plastic blocks and whispered: Xiaojie, is it protecting me?
The facts are right in front of you, and Cheng Zijie can't help but refuse to believe it
But the cheerful atmosphere just now disappeared, and Cheng Zijie was a little relieved: It's such a weird thing, I still have to find an opportunity to let Sixteen transform me as soon as possible, otherwise, people and zombies will eventually cause misunderstandings.
Well... Zhong Meixin also frowned slightly and looked at the plastic block in her hand: However, this reminded me that my work is still of great value. After all, you are the only one who can help you. Your ability to communicate with zombies cannot be promoted. My methods may help other ordinary people and make some simple communication with wise zombies.
Yes, yes Cheng Zijie nodded repeatedly: Since that's the case, we still have to persevere.
The two of them dared not do any poses that Harley could misunderstand, just standing together like before.
After a moment, Zhong Meixin asked softly: Xiaojie, since you are here to find me...
Well, Cheng Zijie nodded and said: I actually encountered a lot of things when I went out this time, so I can only tell you. Then I slowly started to tell you.
Starting from preparing to clean up the nuclear power plant, to temporarily setting out to rescue Sun Zhigao, encountering desolation... The process before and after tells Zhong Meixin without any omission
Finally, I said: "There is something that happened to the desolate. I never mentioned to anyone that when I first returned to the base, I wanted to tell General Yan that the desolate now has the ability to act freely and may have gone to Tianchang. The situation there may have changed a lot, but after thinking about it carefully, I still didn't say it.
It wasn't right. Zhong Meixin had a solemn expression on her pretty face: Otherwise, if he asks you how you know this, you can't answer
It's Ah... Sixteenth existence, I still can't let others know for the time being. Cheng Zijie is also in a serious mood
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother of the Sun family is such a good person, and this is inevitable. Zhong Meixin is a woman after all, so she regrets what happened to Sun Zhigao.
Cheng Zijie breathed a sigh of relief: In fact, he has been mentally prepared since he established a reconnaissance team to go to Yangmen.
I understand... Zhong Meixin forced a smile: Tomorrow you will tell the bad news of the second and third brothers of the Sun family again. This time I came back and I would report the death twice. It's really hard for you.
Alas, Cheng Zijie reached out to wipe his face and shook his head
So Zhong Meixin stopped continuing the topic and pondered for a moment and said: It seems that what I analyzed before is that this virus outbreak was a conspiracy beyond our imagination. Is it true... the creator of Desolation and Sixteen, is it extraterrestrial life or ancient life, or both? Is it the same life? Are they still there? I am afraid that they themselves do not know about these questions.
Of course they don’t know. Cheng Zijie shook his head and said: But there is something strange here. Both Wu Wu and Shiliu feel that they have a mission, but they are completely opposite and even tit-for-tat mission. What’s going on? If they are the same creator, why would this happen?
After a long silence, Zhong Meixin smiled bitterly: How can mom understand
It’s really strange that there are the zombies from Harley and Haiyuan University who protect humans... Mom, do you think Harley and others have different missions, which is to protect humans?
It's really not sure. Zhong Meixin and Cheng Zijie looked at Harley together
The guy was also watching the whispers of the two people seriously, with curiosity in his eyes
There is also the zombie in the nuclear power plant that is divided into two factions to fight each other. Cheng Zijie stretched out his hand to grab his hair: Although we know more secrets of the virus, there are more and more doubts! Ah! His mind is about to explode, but he has no clue at all.
Perhaps... Zhong Meixin paused for a moment with a little hesitation before looking at Cheng Zijie inquiring: You just mentioned Haiyuan University, I remembered that their religion should have been passed down from prehistoric, right? So, I don’t know if there are any clues in their religion.
Yes! Cheng Zijie slapped his thighs suddenly and opened his eyes wide: Mom, you are smart! I will ask Minglu and the others to ask tomorrow when I go back
Don't be anxious. This is too incredible. It is easy to cause panic. It's better to ask slowly. It's better to be casual. Zhong Meixin said quickly.
OK... Okay I will pretend to be careless... Cheng Zijie nodded repeatedly, and the two were silent for a moment. Cheng Zijie said: Mom, there is another biggest doubt, that is, the desolation cannot enter my brain and cannot control me. What does it say, my brain cell membrane has changed the structure by chemical means... Sixteen is also inexplicable. What is going on? You are a doctor, why don’t you pay attention to this problem?
That...I don't know Ah... Zhong Meixin's tone was obviously perfunctory
Cheng Zijie immediately noticed that her eyes were flashing
As a son, how could he not find out the trick? He immediately shouted in surprise: Mom! You know! Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to put it on Zhong Meixin's shoulder, he suddenly remembered Harley on the side, and withdrew his hand, and asked anxiously: What's going on? Did you do it right? When? Why didn't I have no impression at all, you secretly gave it to me - Ah! Speaking of this, Cheng Zijie's mind flashed: It was the injection you gave me when I first returned to Haiyuan!
Harley immediately stopped gnawing on the chicken legs and stared at him alertly
Zhong Meixin shook her head helplessly and stood up: They are all zombies, the difference is really big, this Harley, she is really timid to a certain level. After saying that, she found three green pieces from the square plastic blocks of cigarette boxes that she had just picked up on the table, walked to Cheng Zijie, and handed them over with a smile: Xiaojie, let's try this in a row in front of it.
Cheng Zijie became curious, took the plastic block and walked a few steps towards Harley, and came to it.
Harley's slightly stretched limbs were immediately curled up nervously again under Zhong Meixin's comfort, and a low whine sounded from his mouth holding a piece of chicken legs.
Cheng Zijie looked back at Zhong Meixin, and after getting a positive look, he squatted down in front of Harley and placed the plastic blocks in a row on the ground.
Harley looked at the plastic blocks, then looked at Cheng Zijie, and finally relaxed again and continued to chew on the chicken legs.
Cheng Zijie was extremely surprised, stood up gently, returned to Zhong Meixin, and asked softly: Mom?
Well, Zhong Meixin smiled and said: You said I hope I can find a way to communicate with these smart zombies. I considered that the eyes of zombies are also the structure of human eyes, and should be able to distinguish the colors and shapes that humans can distinguish. So I found this method. It took me a whole half a day to establish the simplest way to communicate with Harley. Three green plastic pieces are arranged in a row. It means it is edible. Three red pieces, but it means it is not edible.
Cheng Zijie scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment
The mother and son watched Harley chewing the chicken leg, and Zhong Meixin smiled and said: It also learned to simply express the request. After saying that, he walked forward, picked up two yellow plastic pieces from the table and held them in his hands.
Harley looked at the plastic blocks in Zhong Meixin's hand, looked at Cheng Zijie, slowly leaned forward, stretched out his claws to form the three green plastic blocks into triangles.
It still wants to eat it. Zhong Meixin smiled and said: If you can eat it like this, you will eat it all over Xinjin's chicken. Although she said that, she still took out a large piece of raw chicken breast from the plastic bag on the table and handed it to Harley.
At this time, Harley had adapted to the existence of some Cheng Zijie. Without too much hesitation, he started to chew the chicken again with no chicken.
Zhong Meixin returned to Cheng Zijie again, looking at his surprised expression, and a smug smile like a little girl appeared on the corner of her lips: Xiaojie, how about it, I didn't disappoint you, continue like this, I think it's no longer a big problem for us to have a simple communication with the wise zombies.
Cough cough actually... Cheng Zijie cleared his throat as he looked at Zhong Meixin's rare playful expression due to the progress of research
Although he didn't want to say it, he came to Zhong Meixin just to say something that only two of them knew. Therefore, he could only say hesitantly regardless of his ability to sweep Zhong Meixin's fun: Mom, actually, that, this time I went out... Sixteen collected new gene fragments, which should be able to transform my ability to communicate directly with smart zombies through infrasonic waves.
Hum? Zhong Meixin raised her slender willow eyebrows, and her charming eyes were filled with incredible eyes.
Cheng Zijie grabbed his head embarrassedly and said with a smirk: Hehe, that...sorry...
Hum Although Zhong Meixin smiled happily that Cheng Zijie had acquired new abilities, she still pouted in anger: Xiaojie! You really hate that I lost my hair in order to find a solution! It's useless now. As she said that, she raised her hand and acted to beat her
Zhong Meixin rarely shows such a side in front of Cheng Zijie, so Cheng Zijie is so happy that he spreads his arms and makes a move to fight back.
But as soon as the two of them were posing like this, they heard a sound of Á, and then Harley rushed up, grabbed Cheng Zijie's arm, bit it hard, and started to tear it hard
Of course, its attack will not cause any harm to Cheng Zijie
But Cheng Zijie was still surprised. When he was about to fight back against Harley, Zhong Meixin was already shouting anxiously: Don't! Xiaojie! Don't! It may be a misunderstanding that you want to hurt me! As he said that, he had already rushed to the table, picked up two blue plastic pieces, held them in his hand, and reached in front of Harley.
Harley seemed to be a little confused, but Zhong Meixin's plastic block still made it let go of his mouth, let go of Cheng Zijie, and retreated back to the corner, looking at Cheng Zijie and Zhong Meixin, looking very confused.
Cheng Zijie looked at the guy, and he was so funny.
Lift your arm and check the bite, leaving only two rows of shallow tooth marks
Zhong Meixin looked relieved and put away the plastic blocks and whispered: Xiaojie, is it protecting me?
The facts are right in front of you, and Cheng Zijie can't help but refuse to believe it
But the cheerful atmosphere just now disappeared, and Cheng Zijie was a little relieved: It's such a weird thing, I still have to find an opportunity to let Sixteen transform me as soon as possible, otherwise, people and zombies will eventually cause misunderstandings.
Well... Zhong Meixin also frowned slightly and looked at the plastic block in her hand: However, this reminded me that my work is still of great value. After all, you are the only one who can help you. Your ability to communicate with zombies cannot be promoted. My methods may help other ordinary people and make some simple communication with wise zombies.
Yes, yes Cheng Zijie nodded repeatedly: Since that's the case, we still have to persevere.
The two of them dared not do any poses that Harley could misunderstand, just standing together like before.
After a moment, Zhong Meixin asked softly: Xiaojie, since you are here to find me...
Well, Cheng Zijie nodded and said: I actually encountered a lot of things when I went out this time, so I can only tell you. Then I slowly started to tell you.
Starting from preparing to clean up the nuclear power plant, to temporarily setting out to rescue Sun Zhigao, encountering desolation... The process before and after tells Zhong Meixin without any omission
Finally, I said: "There is something that happened to the desolate. I never mentioned to anyone that when I first returned to the base, I wanted to tell General Yan that the desolate now has the ability to act freely and may have gone to Tianchang. The situation there may have changed a lot, but after thinking about it carefully, I still didn't say it.
It wasn't right. Zhong Meixin had a solemn expression on her pretty face: Otherwise, if he asks you how you know this, you can't answer
It's Ah... Sixteenth existence, I still can't let others know for the time being. Cheng Zijie is also in a serious mood
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother of the Sun family is such a good person, and this is inevitable. Zhong Meixin is a woman after all, so she regrets what happened to Sun Zhigao.
Cheng Zijie breathed a sigh of relief: In fact, he has been mentally prepared since he established a reconnaissance team to go to Yangmen.
I understand... Zhong Meixin forced a smile: Tomorrow you will tell the bad news of the second and third brothers of the Sun family again. This time I came back and I would report the death twice. It's really hard for you.
Alas, Cheng Zijie reached out to wipe his face and shook his head
So Zhong Meixin stopped continuing the topic and pondered for a moment and said: It seems that what I analyzed before is that this virus outbreak was a conspiracy beyond our imagination. Is it true... the creator of Desolation and Sixteen, is it extraterrestrial life or ancient life, or both? Is it the same life? Are they still there? I am afraid that they themselves do not know about these questions.
Of course they don’t know. Cheng Zijie shook his head and said: But there is something strange here. Both Wu Wu and Shiliu feel that they have a mission, but they are completely opposite and even tit-for-tat mission. What’s going on? If they are the same creator, why would this happen?
After a long silence, Zhong Meixin smiled bitterly: How can mom understand
It’s really strange that there are the zombies from Harley and Haiyuan University who protect humans... Mom, do you think Harley and others have different missions, which is to protect humans?
It's really not sure. Zhong Meixin and Cheng Zijie looked at Harley together
The guy was also watching the whispers of the two people seriously, with curiosity in his eyes
There is also the zombie in the nuclear power plant that is divided into two factions to fight each other. Cheng Zijie stretched out his hand to grab his hair: Although we know more secrets of the virus, there are more and more doubts! Ah! His mind is about to explode, but he has no clue at all.
Perhaps... Zhong Meixin paused for a moment with a little hesitation before looking at Cheng Zijie inquiring: You just mentioned Haiyuan University, I remembered that their religion should have been passed down from prehistoric, right? So, I don’t know if there are any clues in their religion.
Yes! Cheng Zijie slapped his thighs suddenly and opened his eyes wide: Mom, you are smart! I will ask Minglu and the others to ask tomorrow when I go back
Don't be anxious. This is too incredible. It is easy to cause panic. It's better to ask slowly. It's better to be casual. Zhong Meixin said quickly.
OK... Okay I will pretend to be careless... Cheng Zijie nodded repeatedly, and the two were silent for a moment. Cheng Zijie said: Mom, there is another biggest doubt, that is, the desolation cannot enter my brain and cannot control me. What does it say, my brain cell membrane has changed the structure by chemical means... Sixteen is also inexplicable. What is going on? You are a doctor, why don’t you pay attention to this problem?
That...I don't know Ah... Zhong Meixin's tone was obviously perfunctory
Cheng Zijie immediately noticed that her eyes were flashing
As a son, how could he not find out the trick? He immediately shouted in surprise: Mom! You know! Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to put it on Zhong Meixin's shoulder, he suddenly remembered Harley on the side, and withdrew his hand, and asked anxiously: What's going on? Did you do it right? When? Why didn't I have no impression at all, you secretly gave it to me - Ah! Speaking of this, Cheng Zijie's mind flashed: It was the injection you gave me when I first returned to Haiyuan!
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