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“Yes, but I have already absorbed all the nearby humans and zombies, so it will take a long time for them to regain consciousness.”

"There won't be any danger."

After hearing this answer, Cangwu let out a long sigh and sat back in his seat as if relieved, but I had a new question.

Because the memory was assimilated too thoroughly, Xia Tian’s memory of Epiphyllum is only reduced to the most basic instinct. As for other things, he is not even as good as me, the person who shared the memory.

But there is one thing she should be able to help me with.

My eyes narrowed, and I recalled the guy who claimed to be a clone during the memory sharing.

That guy should have some of my memories, but his stance is opposite to mine. There is no doubt that he is the one responsible for completely getting rid of me in this reincarnation.

But as my copy, I had no idea what he would do.

The summer that shared my memories could barely be considered a half-copy of me, so perhaps she could empathize with that copy and guess what it was thinking.

"Xia Tian...if...I mean if, there is someone who completely copied my memory and body."

"What will he do?"

Xia Tian frowned slightly when he heard this, and after thinking for a long time, he said uncertainly.

"It will probably... do the opposite of its original form."

“When the existence of the self becomes a question, then things like good and evil become less important.”

"He will try every possible means to prove that he is not a copy of you, but a person with his own self."

"To put it simply, he will kill everyone you would save, and he will save everyone you would like to kill."

Xia Tian touched his chin, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and said thoughtfully.

"It sounds like he'll be a very dangerous guy."

"Because when people are evil, they are actually more talented and it is easier for them to be evil than to be good."

At this time, Cangwu came over and whispered in my ear.

"See, she really looks like you."

My face was as gloomy as water and I ignored Cangwu's nonsense. However, my heart, which had been calm before, was now filled with turbulent waves.

If what Xia Tian said was correct, then Wang Quan and his four companions, Ajie, and even the innocent ancient city stronghold might have become a living hell.

It looks like I have to leave early.

Thinking of this, I immediately turned the car around, changed the direction, and drove towards the nearest city.

The quick turn caused the car to shake. Cangwu grabbed the seat tightly and asked me with a puzzled look on his face.

"What are you doing?"

I didn't answer Cangwu's question, but quickly asked Xia Tian who was sitting behind me.

"Xia Tian, ​​do you still have the ability to parasitize zombies?"

"How many zombies can you stop in normal conditions?"

To my surprise, Xia Tian seemed to have known that I would ask these questions and answered them just as quickly.

"My parasitic ability requires the roots to grow for a while after the flowerpot is removed, which takes about three months."

"However, in normal conditions, zombies won't attack me. I don't get tired and I don't need to eat, so I can protect ten cars at a time."

"Don't worry, I can do what you can do without you."

Damn, this guy is like my clone.

There is no doubt that Xia Tian guessed the general situation and what I wanted to do just through the questions I asked before.

Looking at the quick communication between me and Xia Tian, ​​Cangwu looked confused and couldn't help asking.

"No, tell me, what happened?"

I glanced at Cangwu, a hint of helplessness flashed across my eyes, and then I said in a deep voice.

"I can't go back to Corpse Cult Town with you guys."

"I will get off at the nearest city and find a car to go directly to Yangling City. The people in the village will be left to you and Xia Tian."

"Don't worry about looking for me. Take the people from the village to the town and observe for a while."

"When you are sure there is nothing around that can threaten the town, come back and find me."

Upon hearing this, Cangwu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He was eager to know what had happened, but he was a smart man after all. He did not continue to ask me, but knew the answer from our previous conversation.

After a moment's silence, he asked in a deep voice.

"So, that replica really exists."

Suddenly, Cangwu stretched out his hand and grabbed my shoulder, his expression frighteningly serious.

"Don't go, Su Li."

"You see, if a copy of you really appeared, he would be able to kill you without destroying your immortality."

"Like devouring you, or really replacing you."

"You will die, Su Li."

Without waiting for me to say anything, Cangwu continued.

"I'm not asking you to do nothing."

"Instead, you should make all preparations before going. At least... you can't go alone."

I looked at Cangwu in surprise and suddenly laughed out loud.

"You don't sound like a scumbag."

The corner of Cangwu's eye twitched, and then he let out a long sigh and shrugged slightly.

"I haven't made any friends in hundreds of years. I just don't want you to die so easily."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird. I glared at Cangwu and retorted while steering the wheel.

"If you don't want me to die, then stop being such a jerk, settle the town's problems as soon as possible, and bring people to help me."

In the early morning sunlight, the roar of the car attracted many zombies. Seeing this, I turned my head to look at Xia Tian who was sitting in the back and said softly.

"Let me see your ability, otherwise I will be worried."

When Xia Tian heard this, he looked at me sideways and said lightly.

"You are such a suspicious person."

After saying that, Xia Tian opened the car door and jumped out, like a human cannonball, falling into the group of zombies behind.

I slowed down the car and observed the battle situation behind through the rearview mirror. I saw Xia Tian was like a meat grinder. After falling into the group of zombies, there was a scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Of course, this is directly related to the fact that zombies will not attack her, but it is undeniable that her fighting ability is much stronger than all the Epiphyllums I have seen.

This may be related to the fact that she parasitized an entire Reformed Church. During this period, the number of Reformed Church members was terrifying.

Looking at Xia Tian killing zombies indiscriminately, I lowered my eyebrows and spoke softly.

"I don't trust her."

"No matter what she thinks now, she is still a short-lived flower. Who knows if one day her nature will be aroused again by her own kind, or in other words, she will be forced to obey orders."

As I said that, I turned my head and stared at Cangwu with a serious expression, and spoke slowly.

"So, I want you to keep an eye on her."

Cangwu had a bitter look on his face, spread out his hands, and said helplessly.

"You are too paranoid. Do you think I can defeat this monster?"

I looked at Cangwu carefully. His expression was bitter and he seemed helpless.

"I know you must have your own methods, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to survive these hundreds of years with your imperfect immortal body."

"You have a way. If you want, you can get rid of her when she is off guard."

I believe in Cangwu, but I have never really seen through him. His methods and ability to protect himself have always been a mystery.

Hearing this, the helplessness on Cangwu's face gradually faded away. He turned his head to look at Xia Tian who was fighting among the zombies, and whispered.

"I understand, but don't hold your hopes too high."

After saying that, Cangwu turned his head, looked forward, and spoke slowly.

"Besides, I actually like her. Even though she's not human, she looks more like one than most people."

"I'm not sure if I can do it by then."

I raised my eyebrows slightly and said nothing more. Although I couldn't completely trust Xia Tian, ​​she shouldn't be a problem at least in the short term.

The car was driving slowly. After a long time, a figure flashed into the car. It was Xia Tian, ​​who was covered in blood.

I looked at Xia Tian, ​​then at Cangwu, still feeling a little uneasy, but thinking about what the clone might do, I finally fell silent, driving the car silently into the distance.

Chapter 90 Change

When the clouds separated from the sun, the fog rose, and the wind pressed the weeds, I finally arrived at the nearest city.

I walked on the green grass and watched Cangwu drive away and disappear from my sight.

Thus, at this moment, I am the only living person left in this desolate city.

The grass is lush and the birds are singing. Endless weeds have swallowed up the streets and alleys. Green moss spreads along the walls, forming a green border around the edge of the building.

I didn't have much to offer, just a revolver and a pocket full of bullets, which pressed against my pockets, sinking slightly and rubbing against my skin.

This feeling was not comfortable, so I took out the bullets from my pocket, and threw them to the side of the road while stepping on the tall weeds.

Jingle, jingle, jingle.

Amid the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, one figure after another appeared in the weeds. They were all zombies, but at this moment they were like skilled hunters, lying in ambush in the grass, observing their prey.

Unfortunately, when the zombies saw me, they all looked disappointed and returned to the bushes.

It’s a new zombie ecosystem again. It turns out these guys can also ambush and hide.

The bones scattered on the roadside proved that these zombies had succeeded more than once, but unfortunately, they only had this simple intelligence after all.

Now, no matter how long they lie in ambush, no prey will appear. All the humans in this area have been killed. Even if there are a few surviving humans, they will not be able to reach the city and will die on the road.

The desolation and dilapidation of this city was somewhat beyond my expectations. The entire city was completely covered with plants, as if it had been abandoned for decades.

In such a situation, it becomes increasingly difficult to find a well-preserved car.

In the tall grass, my vision was obstructed and I couldn't tell the correct direction, so I naturally couldn't see any cars. The cars I occasionally found were already entangled in the grass and were completely broken.

The car paint was cracked and deformed, the tires were corroded, and there was a strange smell in the fuel tank. Such a car was naturally unusable.

I am not surprised. After years of living in the apocalypse, I have become accustomed to this kind of thing. These cars parked outdoors are often the first to break down.

So, my goal is to find a car that is parked indoors, or in an underground parking garage or something.

This process was much more difficult than I had expected, because for reasons unknown to me, this city was too completely deserted, as if time flowed faster here than outside.

The overgrown weeds and badly decayed buildings made it difficult for me to find a car.

As I was wandering in the city, a black cloud came from afar. The black cloud spread out little by little in the sky, and finally covered the entire sky.

There was gradually some moisture in the air, and when a drop of rain fell on my head, I finally found an underground parking lot.

The wind suddenly blew, and then there was a downpour. The rain fell like a curtain of beads, densely. I stood at the entrance of the underground parking lot, looked at the dark parking lot, and then looked at the heavy rain outside.

When I am alone, I always can't control my wild thoughts and go crazy. Just like now, looking at the storm outside, my weedy head is sick again.

Cangwu, summer, everything that happened these days flashed through my mind, making me feel a little irritated.

As Cangwu said, I am becoming more and more like him. This is not surprising. When you repeat the same tragedy for ten years, a hundred times, you will naturally change.

Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has no virtue to repay Heaven.

This is what Cangwu wanted me to write down. In fact, I know this sentence, and I also know that there are seven "kill" characters behind it.

The Seven Killings Inscription is a rumor whose truth or falsehood is uncertain. According to the rumor, the man who wrote the inscription killed more than three million people based on his own likes and dislikes.

I don't think I'm like him, even though I don't care about killing people now, and I don't care how many people will be sacrificed to achieve my goal, but after all, I'm not that powerful a person.

On the contrary, the other person in my memory is more like him.