"Be careful!"
Peter was stunned, Bucky's pupils also shrank suddenly, but Bucky quickly adjusted his emotions, then his face changed, and he pulled Peter away from the zombies.
"Crack--!"
The impact of the teeth when they closed was so loud that the zombie's upper body straightened up where Peter had just bent down. On its extended neck, the gaping fanged mouth corresponded to the position where Peter's neck had just been.
"Stab...!"
Bucky let go of Peter, raised the iron sword in his hand and was about to strike at the zombie's neck. As if he had expected it, the zombie used his hands and feet to break free from the spider Silk's shackles, and rolled away from Bucky's iron sword.
"Farke!"
Bucky twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his foot and stepped forward, about to continue chopping. As a result, the zombie who just wanted to bite off Peter's neck looked like a hyena that had been severely punished by a tiger, grinning and staring. He glanced at Peter and Bucky, then turned around and rushed into the alley next to the entrance. He was so fast that Bucky didn't even react, and disappeared in the rain in the blink of an eye.
"Forget it Bucky, let's go and find real humans!"
Bucky still wanted to chase him, but Peter stopped him in a low tone and walked towards his own horse dejectedly.
"Peter... This is not Milk's fault. For zombies, decay and disability are his negative states... isn't it?"
Bucky tried to comfort Peter, and also tried to comfort himself, but his dry language really made people unmotivated.
"Yes, zombies are zombies, and humans are humans. The zombie virus is not a negative state for zombies, is it?"
"Drive...!"
Peter smiled to himself, shook the reins vigorously, and rode away without looking back. He galloped like a catharsis, without any concern for the zombies that might be around him.
"Peter... wait...Peter..."
Bucky screamed inwardly, thinking that Peter couldn't bear the excitement amidst the expectations and disappointments and had some mental problems. Thinking of this, he hurriedly caught up with him on horseback and tried to make him slow down by shouting.
On the other side, the escaping zombies seemed to have a clear goal, running, jumping, and climbing quickly among the debris of the building, heading towards the location where Zombie Avengers gathered.
Obviously, the zombies possess sanity and are ready to inform.
At the core of Sun, Li Ge was still lying on the lounge chair beside the ranch corridor, his eyes closed tightly. He was wandering around Solar System in time, space and information, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up.
His lips opened and closed slightly, and an imperceptible voice floated in this deserted place. "The zombie virus cannot be erased by milk's time retrieval ability. It also needs the help of the rules of Mind Stone and Soul Stone, as well as a more powerful time retrieval power."
"Come on Peter, after the earth is assimilated, everyone will come back, in the way I want!"
Li Ge's soliloquy turned into invisible mental fluctuations, floating towards the earth and towards the two Assimilation Ring that already had their owners.
Peter, who was galloping on horseback, and Bucky, who was chasing Peter, were in a trance at the same time. The Assimilation Ring worn on their fingers was slightly hot, and the words Li Ge just said to themselves quickly flashed through their minds in the form of information.
Peter, who was in a bit of an emotional breakdown, felt as if cold water was suddenly poured on his head. His pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and he suddenly regained consciousness.
His horse sensed his return to sanity and slowed down visibly.
"Da da da da..."
Bucky soon caught up. He looked directly into Peter's eyes. He did not comfort or reprimand, but asked directly, "You also received a message from Xian just now... right?"
"Uh... yes... I got it."
"Sorry Bucky, I just lost my temper. I originally thought that with the magical milk in Block World, I could turn zombies back into humans, but I didn't expect..."
Peter looked at Bucky apologetically, and Bucky directly interrupted Peter: "I didn't expect that milk only repaired the rot and disability on the zombies, right?"
Bucky looked around at the surrounding city debris and analyzed calmly. "Xian's purpose is to assimilate our world, so he will definitely not want a completely broken world. You have also received the message just now, which shows that he has been paying attention to us and has the power to repair the world, turn zombies back into humans, and even resurrect dead people!"
"But... the premise of all this is... we must help him complete his assimilation into our world!"
Bucky After saying this, he paused and seemed to be arranging his words. Finally, he said coldly, "He is very realistic!"
Peter showed a wry smile, "Yes, he is very realistic, but at least he really gave us hope and support, didn't he?"
Then, Peter's eyes became firm again, as if he had found a goal worth striving for.
"Bucky!"
"Hmm~?"
"We need more survivors, we need to speed up the process of assimilating those around us!"
"Then slow down your speed Peter, and then carefully observe the movements around you!"
"Also... don't hold back when facing zombies!"
"Thank you Bucky, I won't hesitate anymore, for our world!"
A few dozen meters away, there was a half-collapsed two-story villa. Rainwater fell on the broken masonry and rotten black wood all over the floor. The excess rainwater flowed down the sloping wall debris and was absorbed by the ground.
On the side of the disappeared door, on the surviving wall, there was a tiny surveillance camera flashing an imperceptible light.
Let's pull the camera downwards and open a secret door in the corner filled with rancid rags. An underground space measuring tens of meters square comes into view.
In this small space, more than half of it is neatly stacked with cans, mineral water, boxes, and piles of leftover garbage.
In the corner, there is a human-powered bicycle generator and several large-capacity storage batteries in a row. Several extended wires are connected to electrical appliances including dim light bulbs, microwave ovens, and monitoring screens.
In the innermost part of the space, there is a large bed. The quilt, pillows and sheets on it have no original color at all. They are coated with a reflective coating by sweat and dirt. Some clothes are thrown on it in disorder, all exuding a strong sour smell.
Next to the bed, against the wall, there was a simple wooden table made of wooden boards and a chair with a broken leg. Next to it was a shelf full of various tools, firearms, knives and parts.
On the wall opposite the shelf, there is a door. Behind the door is a bathroom of only about two square meters. In addition to a toilet directly connected to the sewer, there is also a huge water storage bucket.
A pipe hangs above the water storage barrel, and the rainwater on the ground is slowly flowing down through the hidden filter pipe.
The owner of this place is now sitting on a rickety chair with broken legs, staring blankly at the rain screen displayed on the surveillance screen, as well as the same dead and dead wreckage.
This is a man with long, greasy, lumpy hair, a full beard, and a slovenly look. His appearance and age are completely invisible. His exposed skin, even if it becomes dirty because it has not been cleaned for a long time, can still be seen as pale as it has not seen the sun for a long time.
"Huh..."
He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to express something, such as memories of the good life in the past, and deep longing for his family and friends who would never come back.
In the end, he just slowly squeezed out a hoarse sound from the depths of his throat that had not been used for a long time. His eyes that had been looking at the monitor screen were cloudy, and his whole person looked lifeless.
For him, this was just another day of loneliness and despair. The only good news was that his water storage barrel, which was about to bottom out, was gradually filled with rainwater.
He didn't know that just tens of meters away, a street away, two people were approaching on horseback.