444 carefully sized up the dazed-looking man opposite them, who seemed to be staring blankly at Su Qiao.
With those gorgeous features, that glossy black hair, and those luxurious ancient-style clothes woven with golden threads, how could he possibly have anything to do with an ugly zombie?
"Maybe he's some kind of Zombie King?"
Based on this plane's setting, Su Qiao felt that the chances of this guy being an Advanced Mutated Zombie were higher.
Perhaps, in her mind, zombies were easier to accept than thousand-year-old corpses or anything like that.
After all, she had seen zombies before, and she had even lived together with a Half-human Half-zombie man.
A Zombie King wouldn't dress like this, either.
Host, I think he might be the Great Demon King. 444 finally decided not to tease its host anymore.
Su Qiao froze.
Just now, she had been a little flustered and had focused only on making sure this guy didn't suck her blood and turn her into a dried corpse. She had actually forgotten about such an important matter.
"What do you mean, 'might be'? Couldn't you just scan him and find out?" Su Qiao was in a bad mood, and her tone was a little harsh.
444 scratched its head, looking conflicted. How would I dare scan him?
I'd originally planned to scan the surroundings and check your wound while I was at it, but I immediately started spouting garbled code. I only just recovered, so I don't dare mess around again.
You don't know this guy's Mental Power attack is incredibly strong. It nearly destroyed my entire data system just now.
Su Qiao stared at the man, who had stopped approaching. After thinking for a moment, she turned and ran toward the entrance.
444 froze, then grew anxious. *Wait, Host, where