Wang Bujian crouched beside a zombie that had been shot in the head, one hand supporting his chin as if deep in thought.
"Steward Zhang, tell me."
He tapped the Smart Brain. "Does this thing count as human?"
The artificial intelligence within the Smart Brain immediately began scanning. "Scanning... Scan complete."
"A failed evolutionary product caused by a human contracting a virus, then suffering genetic collapse due to deviations during evolution, with the body's evolution dominated by the virus. It has been named by the people of this world: Type One Zombie."
"Type One Zombie characteristics: speed, strength, and defense are only slightly stronger than those of humans. However, they die when shot in the head, and their bodies cannot withstand bullets."
"After a human dies, their body is dominated by the virus. They are highly sensitive to blood and living creatures and instinctively prey on all living things. They may eventually evolve intelligent individuals, but before gaining intelligence, they are not classified as human."
"Then I can take them in as slaves, right?"
They were a little ugly, but they were free labor.
And zombies never got tired, didn't need to eat, didn't need to sleep, and couldn't get sick. As long as they weren't shot in the head, they wouldn't die. They were practically heaven-chosen workhorses.
These zombies that had been shot in the head were useless.
So Wang Bujian looked around.
He picked out a zombie wandering beneath a streetlamp.
Then he took out the Eerie Emperor Seal. Without another word, he kidnapped it instead of buying it. The strange beast on the Eerie Emperor Seal opened its third eye.
A golden-red beam shot from its third eye.
It struck the zombie directly on the crown of its head.
A mark was forcibly stamped onto its body.