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"Then why are you crying?"
Moyin gently rubbed Mi Zhou's little face.
"I have something serious to do. A psychic zombie has been spying on our headquarters. I followed his mental power and tried to invade his brain to control his thoughts, but he should be a psychic zombie that is evolving towards the emperor level. He can barely resist my mental power for about a second."
"He controlled his hands to crush his own brain within this second. That body is now abandoned. I'm afraid he has extremely powerful regeneration abilities like you. I can't locate where he is now. You should find a way to deal with it."
Mi Zhou's face straightened and he answered quickly.
"Interesting. In this world, there are actually mutants that can grow to the emperor level. I never thought of this. You have really grown up, haven't you? The emperor level can only barely resist your mental control for one second?"
Moyin praised jokingly.
"Don't be ridiculous! That guy definitely didn't come here with good intentions. You better get rid of him right away, or I won't be able to sleep well!"
Mi Zhou angrily lifted Moyin's leg with her little foot, but because she used too much force, she hugged her own calf with tears in her eyes.
She regretted it again. Why did she have to kick this irritating guy in front of her? Moyin's body was stronger than composite steel plates. If she kicked him, she would be the only one who would be hurt.
Chapter 609: What you are proud of are the leftovers from our side
"Okay, okay, come and have a marshmallow and don't be angry. I'll take care of it."
Moyin stuffed some marshmallows into Mi Zhou's mouth, and the zombie loli's attention immediately shifted from the pain in her legs to the sweet marshmallows. Moyin picked up Mi Zhou like a princess and put her on the bed in Sideng's dormitory.
"I'm going to deal with this matter first. You can go back by yourself after taking a rest, or take a nap."
"Ah."
Mi Zhou waved goodbye to Moyin, and Sideng stood up and followed Moyin out of the room.
Moyin came to the central control room and was about to arrange an agent to inquire about the recent schedule, when he happened to see the executioner carrying a man's belt into the central control room.
"Moyin, good morning."
The executioner greeted Moyin casually.
"Who is this person?"
Moyin looked curiously at the unconscious man being carried by the executioner.
"The agent asked me and the hunter to capture it from Crosslian. That city seems to be related to the zombie virus that was leaked by Mi Zhou last time."
The executioner explained.
"Master, I plan to analyze whether he has the zombie virus in his body, and then submit a report to you based on the materials I searched and integrated on the Internet yesterday."
"If you are interested, you can take a look at these materials first."
The agent tapped the virtual keyboard a few times, and then a virtually projected document appeared in front of Moyin.
"You were just captured by him?"
"Yes, we caught him in the early morning. We rushed back immediately after catching him. What happened?"
The hunter asked.
"That should be correct. Mi Zhou felt that someone was spying on us with his mind. The thing you caught is most likely the medium that the other party used to observe us."
Moyin guessed.
"Ah? So did we... take the initiative to bring the spy back? Was the leaked information serious?"
The executioner's face looked a little ugly. She never expected that she had accidentally leaked the command center's information.
"It's not serious. Mi Zhou tracked her in the opposite direction. The observer's mental strength was not as strong as hers. He barely resisted and then self-destructed. The one who could do this must be a zombie."
"You guys can investigate as planned. I'll go to the city where you captured him to investigate."
Mo Yin spoke up.
"Crosslian, I'll drive you there."
The hunter volunteered.
"Okay, then Executioner, you stay here and help the agent investigate the virus in this person."
"okay."
Moyin took Siden and followed the hunter out of the command center.
The agent arranged for Neto to start collecting blood samples from Lakmisa.
As the needle pierced the skin and began to draw blood, the pain woke Lakmisa up.
Previously, his consciousness was controlled by the Edeia virus, so he remained in a coma all the way. But now Edeia was forced by Mi Zhou to self-destruct his brain, and now he is trying his best to regenerate, so naturally he has no time to take care of him. So when stimulated by the needle, Lakmise woke up immediately.
Looking at the syringe in Neto's hand, Lakmisa immediately planned to resist. However, before she could resist, a cold blade was pressed against her throat, which frightened Lakmisa so much that she dared not move.
"Don't move. If you move, you will die."
The executioner warned coldly.
"Who are you? What grudge do you have against me?"
Lakmisa asked nervously.
"No grudges or hatred, but we need to confirm whether there is the zombie virus in your body."
The executioner answered that since the other party could speak and had reason, maybe she could find out some information through conversation with him, which might help Moyin, so she talked to Lakmisa.
"Virus? I don't know about zombie viruses or anything like that, but I was vaccinated with a superhuman virus some time ago! If you are interested in this, I can use my connections to get you vaccinated as well."
Lakmise was relieved as he mistakenly thought that the Executioner, Neto and others wanted to extract the Edeia virus from his body.
"Pfft, who do you think you are? Would we fight that kind of rubbish? Our little aunt is the origin of everything."
The executioner was amused by Lakmisai's words. If zombies appeared in this world, it was because of the zombie virus that appeared after the leakage of Mizhou's blood. The strength of the virus in the body of this inferior product after many generations of reproduction was not at the same level as the zombie virus in Mizhou's body. It was really funny that this guy was still talking nonsense here naively.
"? Rubbish??? My strength has at least tripled after I was inoculated with this superhuman virus!"
The executioner's disdainful attitude made Lakmise furious. If the knife had not been on his neck, he would have planned to challenge the executioner.
"Even if 0 is tripled, it's still 0. Didn't you get knocked out by my sword? With your physical condition, you're not even a mid-level mutant, you're just cannon fodder."
The executioner waved her hands impatiently. Lakmisa really had no right to challenge her.
After collecting the virus, Henetto stood up and left, and the executioner also moved the knife away.
"You look unconvinced, why don't you go out and practice?"
After the executioner sheathed his sword, he waved at Lakmisai disapprovingly. Feeling despised, Lakmisai got up from the ground in anger.
"Go, watch him and don't let him run away."
The agent gave an order to Nieto beside him.
Then a group of black Neytros holding sickles and heavy machine guns surrounded the executioner and Lakmise and went to the training ground in the headquarters.
When they were halfway there, Lakmisa suddenly jumped up and reached out to snatch the heavy machine gun from Henetto.
He had a good idea. As long as he seized this heavy firearm, he could use fire suppression to quickly eliminate the security personnel escorting him. These clones would not dare to shoot for fear of hitting their own people. He could easily solve the problem of these people escaping from this strange facility.
But the embarrassing thing was that even though he pulled with all his strength and full confidence, the heavy machine gun in Neto's hand didn't move at all. The scene was as awkward as if he had put his hand on the heavy machine gun in Neto's hand.
In an instant, dozens of black machine gun muzzles were aimed at his head, and the sickle in the hand of Henetto, who was close to him, formed an airtight cage with a swipe.
If he tried to escape, he would end up as miserable as a piece of meat as thin as a cicada's wing.
"Ahem, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding. I'm just a little curious about the weapons in your hands and want to touch them."
Lakmisa, a sturdy man who was just over 1.9 meters tall, forced a disgusting and flattering smile on his face and hurriedly explained.
"The prisoner just used a pulling force of 93.75 kg to try to seize the weapon and has the intention to escape. How should I deal with this?"
Henetto's request reached Lakmise's ears, which immediately made him shudder.
He originally thought that he failed to snatch the heavy machine gun from Henetto because he didn't use enough strength at the moment, but he definitely tried his best to use the pulling force of 93KG, and the machine gun didn't move. There is only one explanation, these frail clones with delicate faces... or humanoids are far stronger than him!
"Only 93.75 kg? Haven't you eaten? Try harder. Oh, you really haven't eaten all night. Do you want me to give you some compressed dry food to replenish your energy? Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to take the beating when we fight."
The executioner said as he took out a bag of compressed dry food from his space bag.
Lakmisai almost vomited blood. This was too insulting, wasn't it? This guy actually let him eat enough to have the strength to take a beating? ? ?
"Oh, put down your guns and sickles. Just keep a close eye on him. He may know something about the zombie virus. We will have to question him later."
The executioner waved his hand, and the Henetos moved away the heavy machine guns that were locked on Lakmisa's head and the huge sickle that was blocking his way.
Lakmisai took the compressed dry food with a frustrated look, tore open the package and started eating.
Not everyone in the military is capable of facing death head-on, let alone someone like him who relies on family power to get to this position.
The confidence he had gained from his stronger physique due to the Edeia virus had vanished after he witnessed Black Neto's unfathomable power. He was now beginning to think about what he should say in order to leave here alive.
As for the executioner's contempt for him? He no longer thought that this woman looked down on him. He was afraid that she really had the ability to completely defeat him.
After all, she was very disdainful when she heard that her arm strength was 93KG, which already explained a big problem.
After arriving at the training ground of the Moyin Command, Lakmisa slowly finished eating the compressed dry food. The executioner was already waiting impatiently on the opposite side.
"Come on, come on, let me see how powerful you, an inferior product, are."
The executioner waved his hand, without even bothering to draw his sword.
Seeing that the executioner did not draw her sword, Lakmisa felt relieved. After being hit by her, she simply lay on the ground and pretended to be seriously injured.
Lakmisa roared, ran to the executioner and punched him on the head with great force.
But the only feedback from his fist was a sense of weakness as if he had hit the air. Lakmisa's eyes blurred and the executioner appeared beside him with a side step, cutting Lakmisa's side with three hand knives.
Lakmisa's eyes suddenly went dark and she fell to the ground groaning.
Although he had intended to lie on the ground pretending to be dead, he never expected the executioner to be so cruel. He was hit so hard by the three knife blows that his eyes turned black and he couldn't even get up.
"Tsk, is that it? How boring! If you don't want to be beaten again, just tell the truth about the Superman virus you were vaccinated with."
The executioner kicked Lakmisa, and seeing that he had no intention of getting up, he lost interest and began to interrogate Lakmisa out of boredom.
However, although Lakmise was vaccinated with Adya's virus, it was only because of his position as a senior military official. He was not even a member of the underground biological laboratory affiliated with the military where Adya conducted experiments.
Therefore, he had no idea about the inside story of the Superman virus. After talking for a long time, he only said some useless market news.
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of her, the executioner asked Henetto to take Lakmisa back. After a busy night, she went to the bar opened by Dorothy to have a drink.
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