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    "Roar" "Roar" The two stood in front of the copper wire mesh. A roar suddenly sounded. Luo Hong was shocked. It sounded like the sound of a zombie.  Luo Hong clenched his fists reflexively, and his body tensed instantly. Seeing this, Mrs. Ma patted Luo Hong on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's true that there are zombies here, but they can't hurt anyone." "Huh?"  Luo Hong was a little confused and looked at Mrs. Ma with confusion. Seeing her smile, he did not ask further questions and waited seriously for Mrs. Ma's explanation.  "As you can see, this large pit with a radius of 100 meters is a mass grave. There are nearly a thousand zombies in it. However, the ring glass is not an ordinary object. It covers the zombies below and they cannot climb out." Ma  The lady paused as she spoke, and said with respect on her face: "The teacher's design is not subtle. It was originally a large piece of glass, but since the disstory virus broke out, he turned on the mechanism and put the glass cover in the middle.  "Is this rare?" Luo Hong sighed: "What are you doing cutting off the glass in the middle? Zombies are not a joke. Their levels will gradually increase and their strength will become stronger. This so-called ten thousand people  The pit cannot trap them at all, and the villagers will be in danger." "You don't understand." Mrs. Ma shook her head and said, "This mass grave is 20 meters deep, cylindrical, and the walls are made of tempered glass.  The zombies have nowhere to work and can't get up." "As for the hole in the middle, it's convenient for feeding." Mrs. Ma took a deep look at Luo Hong and continued, "Dr. Luo, I've done a lot for you.  " Luo Hong was stunned and his body was shaking a little. He didn't understand what Mrs. Ma said. Feeding?  Do zombies still need to be fed?  "The purpose of the villagers hunting is to find more white meat. This white meat, for zombies, is equivalent to crystal nuclei for super soldiers, which can improve their strength." Mrs. Ma took out the paper bag in her pocket and opened it carefully.  After twisting a piece of low-grade white meat out, a violent roar erupted from the mass grave. Madam Ma threw the white meat into the hole, and the sound from the pit became even more terrifying!  "Heyfeed the zombies white meat?" Luo Hong exclaimed and said, "What is my father doing by feeding these zombies? Didn't it mean that some of these zombies existed more than ten years ago? How could they survive until now?  Also, isn¡¯t the strength of the zombies that have survived until now very terrifying?¡± ¡°Peng!¡± Just as he was talking, there was a violent impact in the pit. Mrs. Ma glanced at the mass grave and sneered: ¡°Zombies only need fresh meat.  You can maintain your metabolism by eating, and Dr. Luo only discovered it recently, about a month before the disaster broke out on a large scale. Therefore, these zombies will not evolve very much."  "My father, he where did he catch so many people for experiments? He did this without fear of retribution?" Luo Hong backed away as he spoke, shouting with a painful expression: "How could he do this? Is it possible that he would suffer retribution?"  Is it really okay to go crazy just for the sake of research? " "Ah!" Luo Hong shouted to the sky. Yesterday, he heard Mrs. Ma say that his father was a hero and saved the entire village. Luo Hong faced other people's gossip.  She could not care less, but she was still proud in her heart, but now Mrs. Ma flashed her body, grabbed Luo Hong and pulled him back, grabbed his collar, lifted him up and said: "Hong! No one can do anything without  I believe the doctor, but you can't, you are his son!" Luo Hong was a little sluggish. This matter happened too fast and he needed time to digest it.  For a long time, Luo Hong's eyes were wet, and he said feebly: "How can you trust me? How can I trust you?" "These are not Chinese!" Mrs. Ma stared at her eyes and said sternly: "Do you remember what I told you?  , I said that what I admire most is your father, and what I admire most is that he did this! These people deserve to die!" Luo Hong shuddered and opened his mouth in doubt.  "I found the diary and read it. Now you know that there is this mass grave. Let's throw the white meat down. The hierarchy of zombies is very strict. Low-level white meat doesn't matter, but high-level white meat must be consumed by high-level zombies."  After saying this, the lady poured all the white meat into her hands and sprinkled it into the hole.  Suddenly, bursts of roars came, making people¡¯s scalp numb.  "What's the use of feeding these zombies?" Luo Hong sneered and sat down on the ground helplessly, his eyes having lost their luster.  Mrs. Ma glanced at him and sighed: "That packet of crystal nuclei came from here. Your father has good intentions." Luo Hong raised his head instantly, his pupils shrank, and Mrs. Ma's words hit him like a heavy hammer.  In his heartif this is really the case, father, heYou have good intentions.  ¡­ Outside Zhang Ruidong¡¯s wooden house, it was very lively. More than 20 villagers gathered on his farm. The small playground usually used to dry bones was now equipped with 6 large round tables, each table was placed.  Various bowls, chopsticks and a large wine flask.  Some of the villagers were talking and laughing, and some were helping wash vegetables. Zhang Ruidong was standing beside the makeshift earthen stove, frying something in a big pot, and the aroma was overflowing.  "Village chief, bring out all the good things you have at home. Let's have a good drink today. In two days there will be a sacrificial meeting. If we drink it tomorrow and the day after, it will be suspected of cheating. Today is the best day to celebrate.  , Luo Hong is really not simple. He is so willing to sacrifice himself to save others at such a young age. " "All my good things are in the pot. You think I am Prime Minister Ouyang. What good things can I hide?" " Haha, Rui.  Village Chief Dong is honest. We young and old men are lucky to follow you. Thank you for Mrs. Ma¡¯s support.¡±  , If you dare to speak ill of Luo Hong in the future, don't let me hear it, otherwise I will slap him! I've already said something ugly, don't blame me for not caring about my friendship with the same village." A big and round villager is careless.  He laughed as he spoke, "I'm happy today. If it weren't for Luo Hong, his life would have been handed over to the Lord of Hell."  "Me too. Whoever you want to slap in the future calls me. He is also my savior. No matter who talks about him, I will slap him without fail." "" "Oh? Really?" Just as everyone was talking about it  Just when he was talking happily, a sneer rang out, and seven or eight figures stood under the willow tree in front of Zhang Ruidong's wooden house, one with an angry face and the other with a smile.  "Hey! You two young masters Ouyang, what kind of wind has brought you to my tent?" Zhang Ruidong stood in front of the cauldron without moving, smiling. The day before yesterday, he heard from the villagers that Ouyang Xuan was acting wild at Mrs. Ma's house.  When he was talking about it, he said that as the village chief, he has to give face to his brother I won¡¯t bite me if you don¡¯t!  After Zhang Ruidong said something coldly, he stopped saying anything and concentrated on managing the good things in his pot.  "Hmph, you guys praised the son of crazy Luo to all the good things in the world. What's going on? You're a bunch of bitches who forgot about the pain after the scars healed." Ouyang Xuan curled his lips and said, "Don't say I didn't scold you.  Integrity, slap you in the face and throw a chestnut to the ground, you will happily pick it up and put it in your mouth, and open your mouth to thank me, but shut up your benefactor." "You" The villagers gritted their teeth, that big and round villager was angry.  The corners of his eyes trembled!  "Am I wrong? You are holding a banquet here and you don't invite my brother. Don't you know that my brother is the president of the sacrificial meeting?" Ouyang Xuan snorted: "What a bunch of eyesless dogs.  " "Okay, Xiaoxuan, please don't embarrass them anymore. They are just a bunch of ignorant villagers. We don't look up when we meet. The son of Crazy Luo is attending this banquet. We don't want to eat. It's too low-grade and dirty.  Our identity." Ouyang Huanyu held his head high, not looking at anyone in the eyes from beginning to end.  Ouyang Xuan was anxious when he heard it, and whispered: "But, brother, aren't they pretending to be at odds with us? They invite Luo Hong to dinner with great fanfare. This is a slap in our face." "Humph, I have it myself.  Proposal." The corners of Ouyang Huanyu's eyes twitched, and he glanced at the villagers angrily, saying "Just do your own thing," and walked away.  ¡­¡­
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