The formation of a city usually requires many years of hard work and has to withstand the test of time.
After generations of repairs and improvements, it will eventually become a large city that can support countless humans.
A city is not just a city.
It has the accumulation of history.
It has been touched by countless people and left many imprints on it.
Some have time and some urchins.
This is the real city.
It has a strong historical atmosphere.
Standing in front of me, I felt oppressed and suffocated.
But this one is in front of me. .
So weird.
The city wall is off-white and four to five meters high.
It looks very new, as if it was just built not long ago.
Its scale is many times smaller than that of a real city, and it can accommodate only tens of thousands of humans.
A newly built city is not surprising, but from this city, Wu Zhen truly felt the threat of death more clearly than ever before.
If the city suddenly jumped up and hit him, Wu Zhen would not be surprised at all.
This is what makes him strange.
How can the city give him this feeling?
Could it be that this city is alive?
It was unbelievable, but after Wu Zhen had this idea, he couldn't help but believe it.
Looking at the tall tower, the high walls extending to the left and right, and the wide city gate, Wu Zhen thought he saw a huge monster.
He opened his mouth wide to swallow any creature that came near.
On the other side of the city, Wu Zhen saw several huge bones, and what should be connected behind the bones was a giant skeleton.
This running heroic spirit stopped because there was a city in front of it, and it had not yet learned to turn.
It may not be just the city that kills the heroic spirits, but there is no doubt that the role of the city plays a large factor in the battle.
It is not only a city, but also a fighting weapon.
What Wu Zhen is curious about is, how does it fight?
Is it really standing up and running around?
What about the people inside?
Undoubtedly, this city is already strong, and the people who can build it must be even stronger.
It's a city strong enough to probably withstand a zombie horde.
This is good and bad.
Wu Zhen thought of the last gathering area.
It was a conspiracy.
What about this one?
No matter, let’s go in and out first.
Any gathering area needs humans.
As for whether there is a conspiracy, only certain people in the gathering area know it. switch The zombies disappeared, and an almost human-like "corpse" appeared on the spot.
I'm afraid no one believed it if it was alive.
They would rather believe that the city is alive than leave this corpse except for its dry head and limbs.
The pieces of meat that are all rotten are treated as living creatures, and even the ones that can move are fake corpses.
Because he is so miserable.
Long-term dehydration, lack of energy and soul nourishment, dry and yellow hair with a lot of fine minced meat hanging on it, face white, blue and wrinkled, limbs thin, like matchsticks, the only thing that is not dry is The area from the neck to the waist was completely rotten, the flesh and blood were blurred, internal organs fragments and flesh were randomly mixed together, and it was covered with long gray-green hair.
"Wu Tian, help me repair the zombie body, thank you."
"good" "By the way, the mark is back.
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Can you control it on the zombie body?
This gathering area is not easy to mess with.
I want to keep a low profile."
The mark on the left hand of the human body disappeared, and Wu Zhen suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion.
Why was Wu Tian so decisive this time?
The consequences were not mentioned, and he almost fainted to death.
The internal space started to function, and the broken right hand was reattached.
The missing parts were taken from the dead zombie next to him.
Fortunately, he just got a level 7 zombie corpse.
The busy Wu Tian became very happy and felt like he had something to do.
It was very satisfying.
This was the value of his existence.
He enjoyed the fulfilling feeling of being busy.
From getting used to this bright space to liking it now, the reason was very clear to him.
Only when Wu Zhen needed him did he deserve to have the light.
Outside, Wu Zhen is making preparations.
The tired soul expands in the human body, regaining its former control bit by bit.
Time is running out.
The zombies are almost coming.
If he goes in too late, the zombies will arrive on his back.
If he is mistaken for bringing zombies here, Yes, it’s hard to explain.
Can he say that he was a zombie before and he saved your people?
The zombies came here smelling their scent.
This sounds like a ridiculous story.
After walking enough, Wu Zhen held his fragile abdomen and moved step by step towards the city gate of the gathering area.
From now on, he is an ordinary seventh-level evolver.
He has been on the run for a long time, been hunted by zombies, and met heroic spirits.
But he didn't fight, otherwise he would have died.
During the subsequent escape, his injuries became more and more serious, and he finally collapsed, and then he saw a big city.
The soul is running wildly, squeezing out the last strength, and engraving this information in the deepest part.
This is his resume.
No matter how many powerful evolvers are proficient in soul searching in the gathering area, they can only get these things from him.
The city gate was approaching, and the people on the watchtower had already seen the "thing" on the ground walking towards the city gate.
They thought it was a zombie, but they saw that the ugly face had intact muscles and calm black eyes, looking like a human.
Finally, one quickly ran down.
Walking to the gate of the city, the banging gate opened.
Wu Zhen had prepared some nice words and wanted to say hello.
After all, his appearance was too poor now, and the first impression he gave to others was already very bad.
He wanted to say something nice instead.
A good second impression isn't bad either.
da da da da da A bunch of people rushed out and surrounded Wu Zhen.
Seeing this posture, Wu Zhen shut up knowingly and raised his hands honestly.
The bearded leader stared with big eyes and a serious expression on his shiny face, but he was thinking in his heart, grandma, finally there is a living person, he is not dead like this, he should be an evolver.
There is a shortage of people in the gathering area.
Ordinary people can do some simple jobs.
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Evolved people are even better.
They are needed in all aspects.
Just as he was about to ask questions, the man fell down.
"Fight back." . .
Wu Zhen was woken up.
There was a rumbling sound outside, as if someone was lighting bombs for fun.
It was very noisy.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and there was no noise.
He could hear his own heartbeat.
The place was quiet.
It's as if it doesn't exist.
This is impossible.
Wu Zhen panicked.
His soul felt in danger and he was about to release it.
Something jumped out of his heart.
He saw it.
It was the resume he wrote for himself.
He was an ordinary seventh-level evolver. , then just be ordinary The seventh-level soul strength exploded, testing the surroundings, but found nothing, nothing, no effort.
Don't panic The more dangerous the situation, the more calm he must be.
Wu Zhen probably knew the current situation.
Someone was dealing with him, using his mental abilities.
They still showed up, and Wu Zhen guessed correctly.
Although the gathering area needed people, not everyone wanted them, and everyone who came needed to be checked.
He rested for an unknown amount of time and felt that he had regained some strength.
Since someone wanted to play, he was willing to cooperate
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