When Chen Yan opened his eyes, he happened to meet the broken sight of the zombie boy.

At this moment, he not only saw the baseball bat wrapped in cloth in the opponent's right hand, but also saw his wallet in the opponent's left hand.

His only support was the two guns that were thrown aside. The Egret Type 1 was only more than one meter away from him!

But the opponent is less than 1 meter away from me. Will he be given a chance to get a gun?

'Damn it, I have to fight hard!'

Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat.

'Instead of waiting passively, it is better to risk your life and get a gun! Even if you are attacked by him, you can at least hold the gun in your hand and shoot him!'

Chen Yan made a decision in his heart and no longer hesitated. He supported his body with his right hand and suddenly jumped out in the direction of the Egret-1. In the next second, he came into contact with the gun body of the Egret-1.

So simple?!

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curved in ecstasy, and the loaded egret was aimed at the boy's chest the next moment.

The next moment the trigger is pulled——

"boom!"

A thunderous explosion echoed beneath the surface. The young man lowered his head and saw that there was a bloody hole in his chest that was larger than the palm of his hand.

He looked at the bloody hole in his chest, frowned, and said in a sad tone:

"It's over, we have to waste food again..."

Chen Yan suddenly recalled that only the head of a zombie is useful, hitting the chest is useless!

The soaring adrenaline caused his swollen muscles to pull the egret-shaped wooden support like a twitch. The moment he pulled the trigger, another muffled thunder exploded in the underground fortifications.

"boom!"

The boy's head disappeared.

But he still didn't fall!

‘You can’t do it without your head?!’

What happened in front of him was beyond Chen Yan's cognition. He could only continue to load the Egret-1 magazine in a stiff and mechanical manner.

It wasn't until the boy's shrill, unclear voice sounded again that he stopped his meaningless movements.

"it's useless."

Chen Yan looked up at his headless neck.

'You don't even have a mouth, but you can still talk?!'

I saw that the sound was not the "mouth", but the side of the boy's neck, a "beak" belonging to the order Birds, a passerine creature!

"This mouth is quite easy to use...but it's uncomfortable when you eat it. The radiation intensity in the crow's meat is too high, it's very..."

As the "beak" kept opening and closing to make sounds, a pink weed-like "granulation" "grew" out of the neck at some point.

In the moment that Chen Yan watched, as the "granulation" grew, its shape gradually changed, and biological tissues that could be discerned by Chen Yan's naked eye immediately grew out - first cartilage and ligaments and some kind of unnamed biological tissue.

Substances, these things gradually form the vocal cords, oral cavity, nasal cavity, pharyngeal cavity, tongue, mouth...

These tissues and organs were just exposed to the air and looked too pink and tender.

"where u from?"

There was some suppressed emotion in the young man's voice. What surprised Chen Yan was that he actually felt a little bit of "missing" contained in that emotion.

what's the situation……

He did not answer the boy's question, but he did not continue to shoot. The boy's existence had subverted all his perceptions. He was neither a traditional zombie nor an extraordinary creature that could be killed by the "Law of Conviction". He also possessed

Extraordinary self-healing ability...

Is the boy a person of some kind of strain? Obviously not. There is no trace of the strain in the parts of his body that are exposed to the air. It is completely different from all the strains Chen Yan has seen before.

What exactly is a boy?

Chen Yan could not think of it.

But when things got to this point, he already knew that the boy would not be killed due to "organ tissue damage", so he stopped acting rashly.

Since the other party wants to communicate, first listen to what the other party wants to say.

In the time it took Chen Yan to think about it, more tissue cells appeared in the boy's head.

Filamentous cerebral blood vessels flew uncontrollably in the air, and some indescribable substance was secreted from those flying cerebral blood vessels. These substances gathered together to form nerve fibers, gray matter, white matter, cerebrospinal fluid...

By the time he finished speaking his next sentence, the entire internal structure of his brain had been basically formed.

"What empire do you come from..."

He held Chen Yan's opened wallet in one hand and pointed at Chen Yan's work visa with the other, with obvious anticipation in his trembling voice.

"Which world is this empire from? Is it the place where you came from? Yes..."

The young man said a name in a very childish tone, as if Chen Yan had just come into contact with the imperial language:

"America?"

When Chen Yan heard this childish pronunciation, he didn't know what his mood was like. Was it shock? Was it melancholy? Was it ecstasy? Or...

Chen Yan couldn't explain clearly.

He only knew that the guy opposite, this young man who didn't know whether he was a human or something, was probably his fellow countryman.

"It's not America, it's an empire that doesn't exist at all."

Chen Yan didn't know if the young man could understand what "completely non-existent" meant. He only heard the young man's voice full of disappointment.

"That's it..."

Chen Yan nodded and said:

"Well...according to what you said, that place should be called England."

The boy's body trembled, and he seemed to want to get closer to Chen Yan, but stopped for some reason.

"How are you doing there now? Are people doing well?"

The young man seemed a little incoherent:

"I'm not talking about England, I'm talking about the other side of the sea!"

"How are people doing now? Can they have their own homes? Can they afford to go to school? Can they do the job they like?"

The boy obviously had a disordered thinking because he lost his head:

"By the way, the measure of social development is productivity... How is productivity now?!"

Faced with the young man's immense expectations, Chen Yan remembered the current situation in Yanan City and replied:

"Productivity is already very strong..."

The young man said in a serious tone:

"The future is bright, but the road is tortuous! You still have to work hard!"

Chen Yan felt the emotion in the young man's tone, and seemed to feel himself in a trance many years ago.

In order not to disappoint himself many years ago, he said in a solemn tone:

"Yes, we must continue to work hard."

The boy's brain structure is roughly formed, and bone structures begin to "develop".

His voice was low:

"It's a pity that I can't go back. [The rift] is only open to the people on the other side... [The rift] is only open to the people on your side..."

Chen Yan was surprised:

"What did you say?"

The boy’s entire head has almost taken shape:

"Don't you know anything...
Chapter completed!