The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

The broken chair leg pierced directly into the middle-aged man's chest.

The force of the impact was so great that it even carried people flying away.

It rolled several times.

In an instant, several patches of blood, resembling splashes of ink, appeared on the ground.

then.

She took a few steps forward and came to the middle-aged man.

Reach out and grasp the other person's tongue.

Pull hard.

With a 'ripping' sound.

A large amount of bright red liquid then gushed out.

However, Xiao Jiang wasn't interested in the liquid.

They even looked down on it.

Because she had tasted it before.

The astringent feeling on my lips is like licking seawater, and it provides absolutely no nutrition...

Ok?

Xiao Jiang tore open the freshly baked little tongue with her fingernail and discovered it.

It was still empty inside.

What does that mean?

Dude, is this bad luck?

Not a single item from a batch will be delivered?

It's getting dirty.

She heard a noise behind her.

Looking back.

The old man, who had just become erect, suddenly opened his mouth, and a tongue emerged from it, like the serpent of a pharaoh.

It keeps getting longer and thicker.

It finally stopped growing when it reached the length and thickness of a forearm.

next second.

The old man opened his eyes and turned his head.

It crawled over like that, making "woof woof" noises...

……

One minute later.

Xiao Jiang walked out of the ward.

He scraped the blood off his fingernails.

Standing on the corridor.

Stepping on a pile of blood.

Beneath her long red hair, her delicate eyebrows were deeply furrowed.

At this moment, she seemed to understand why so many people with long tongues had come to the hospital today.

It was only a few minutes after being bitten that it got back up.

Moreover, they were similarly underdeveloped, and similarly lacked insects, as if they had been artificially induced.

Just then.

Suddenly, she heard several gunshots.

Following the sound, Xiao Jiang walked to the window.

Looking down through the glass.

The hospital was now surrounded by a large number of troops.

Round and round.

Meanwhile, many patrol officers were busy directing bus after bus in a more distant area, completely surrounding the area.

Ok.

It's better to say something than to say it.

The bus company was very cooperative.

If it were my past life...

Tsk tsk…

Keep dreaming.

At this time.

While observing, Xiao Jiang suddenly noticed three people passing through layers of cordon tape and arriving at the hospital entrance.

Throughout the entire process, none of the patrols or soldiers stopped them.

Then, when Xiao Jiang noticed the appearances of the three people.

This was quite unexpected.

Yo.

Isn't this Chen Shaojie, the expert rat catcher, and his little niece Ye Jia?

Are they going to join in the fun too?

Oh.

next second.

Xiao Jiang then recalled the scene he had seen a few days ago on the highway leading out of the city, where the twin-tailed creature was being rubbed against the ground by the large, long-tongued monster.

I realized this girl wasn't an ordinary person.

Therefore, by the same token, Chen Shaojie, who is this girl's "uncle," should not be an ordinary uncle who catches mice either.

It's highly likely that they also possess some abilities.

But she didn't know exactly what it was.

As for the tall woman in military uniform who looks like a leader in front...

Ok?

That look...

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before...

.........

Chapter Thirty: Are we going to face off head-on?

Huang Qian sensed that someone upstairs was watching her.

This is a keen sense she developed after years of martial arts training.

but.

When she looked up, following her instincts, she looked upwards.

The corridors on the 5th, 6th, and 7th floors were pitch black, except for some glaring bloodstains on the windows.

There was nothing else.

"what happened?"

Faced with Chen Shaojie's question.

Huang Qian did not respond.

He simply turned his gaze away and looked at the person in front of him wearing a mask and a white coat.

"What were the blood test results?"

"Not ideal..." The other person handed over a stack of documents, speaking in a less-than-friendly tone.

"Based on current findings, this blood type is extremely aggressive against non-blood types."

"They can secrete an enzyme in a very short time that can quickly destroy the opponent's resistance tissue."

"Like lupus..."

...

Speak like a human.

Three words interrupted the doctor's rambling speech, causing him to pause in surprise.

In the end, he still gave his final explanation.

"We believe that the Korean forensic pathologist's interpretation of this type of blood... while somewhat biased, but..."

Huang Qian waved her hand at the other person before letting them finish speaking.

Waiting for the doctor to leave with a sigh of relief.

She then looked at the several people in front of her, whose expressions were not good, and calmly began to speak:

"I'm sure you're all aware of the current situation."

"The infection has now appeared in the isolation ward of the outpatient department of the district hospital and is showing a tendency to spread."

"As originally planned."

"The inspectors were responsible for guiding and calming the crowd, while the soldiers followed me in to clear out the infected."

"But now that we've confirmed the mode of transmission is through blood contact, I think."

He paused, glancing around at the soldiers preparing their weapons.

"Ordinary people are no longer suitable to go in."

These words were spoken.

Everyone present changed their expression.

Including Chen Shaojie.

Because they all knew what the deputy captain Huang meant when he said those words.

"Director Huang..."

"Actually, I think this virus might..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

But then a cry of "Ah!" was heard.

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

A white coat, half of which was stained red, fell from the sixth floor.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he crashed hard onto the concrete ground.

With a "pfft".

There was no further movement.

However, before anyone could recover, the man in the white coat staggered to his feet and headed towards the crowded entrance.

We've come this far, step by step.