After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

The Milky Way pours into the sky, and the bright moon shines on the devastated earth.

The base commander with a cold look on his face rode a small battery-powered bicycle in one direction.

He exuded a cold coercion, causing the mutated animals to retreat automatically.

The high-level zombies among the zombies also automatically ignored the base commander and did not provoke him.

High-level zombies can still distinguish clearly what is food and what is the person who can kill them!

Only some mindless ordinary zombies would follow the base commander, roaring and rushing towards the small battery car.

A burst of purple thunder and lightning passed away, and the ordinary zombies fell to the ground, unable to get up again, and turned into corpses completely.

The night in the Magic City is not peaceful, and the roars of zombies can often be heard.

The screams of zombies came from all directions, and a zombie would pounce from nowhere at any time.

The base commander's face did not show any emotion, but instead had a faint smile.

In his pocket, Leng Yebai's hair was wrapped in a tissue. This was the relative he had spent all his life trying to find.

After confirmation, he can really breathe a sigh of relief and tell his wife that the child has been found.

The base director drove the battery car and drove towards the city center without hesitation.

The further inside, the fewer ordinary zombies chasing the base commander. Finally, the street became extremely quiet, and even the roars of the zombies came from a distance.

This shows that the high-level zombies in the city center control the low-level zombies.

Occasionally, the base commander could feel cold gazes falling on him.

The sight belonged to high-level zombies, but the base commander was not afraid at all. He even glanced at the shadowy zombies in the building.

Taking advantage of the pouring moonlight, the base commander could see the weirdly twisted zombies with their limbs in the building. They stood blankly in the room, waiting for orders from high-level zombies to rush out in droves.

Sometimes, the base commander can also see that the figure is more flexible and natural than other zombies.

This is a high-level zombie.

The base commander smiled at the high-level zombies in a good mood.

The faint coercion emanating from their bodies made the high-level zombies choose to ignore the base commander.

They crave flesh and blood, but they also understand better than ordinary zombies that if they are not careful, the crystal core in their brain will definitely be gone.

A man who dares to walk through the streets of Shanghai at night is definitely not an ordinary person.

What is it like to travel back and forth in a zombie-crowded magic city at night?

The base director thought it was okay, but the road was too long and there were no zombies attacking him, so it was a bit boring.

The journey was smooth and we arrived in front of a building.

This place used to be an appraisal institution, and the men and women who came out of here basically fought against each other.

It's biological, the woman catches the man.

Not biologically, the man beats the woman.

The most common thing is for both sides to fight each other.

Grandpa is not necessarily grandpa, grandpa is definitely grandpa. Some people are happy and some are sad.

The building was quiet, but the base commander could feel that the building was full of zombies.

Just by looking at the strong smell of decay, you can understand that there are more zombies here than in other buildings.

The base commander calmly parked the small battery car at the door, locked the battery car, and put the key into his pocket.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door in the quiet building.

It was the base manager who knocked.

This is him saying hello to the zombies inside.

I'm coming in.

You can either pretend you haven't seen me and just stay where you are.

Or just have a fight.

Anyway, the base director has never been afraid of anyone.

This is the boldness of a true artist.

The knock on the door rang several times, but there was still no response.

The base director pushed open the door directly and entered.

As soon as he entered the door, the base commander could feel that the rotten smell inside was stronger, almost rushing towards his face.

He glanced in one direction and could vaguely see a rotten finger resting on the door frame.

The base commander simply ignored it and walked inside, climbing up the stairs to the second floor.

The further inside, the more the smell reaches the sky, making it almost suffocating.

In this concentration of decaying aura, even if you are not bitten by a zombie, you will still be able to scream if you stay there for a long time.

The base commander held his breath and moved faster.

Soon the base commander entered a room filled with equipment.

This is a place specially used for paternity testing.

After the base commander entered the room, he closed the door and carefully took out a tissue from his arms.

There were two swarthy hairs in the tissue. Then, the base director found a machine specially used to detect DNA in the room and put Leng Yebai and his hair on it.

No electricity.

The base commander frowned and searched around the room for a long time before finally finding a rechargeable battery.

The base commander half-crouched on the ground, and the lightning in his hand softened instantly, charging the battery.

When he was at the safe base, he would recharge the battery no matter what happened, and his movements had long been extremely proficient.

After it is fully charged, connect the device, and the device will make an inaudible roar and start working.

Have to wait three hours.

The base director found a stool and sat quietly, waiting for the results to come out.

"Roar--"

At this moment, the roar of zombies came from outside the door.

The roar was so close that it almost came from the crack of the door.

The base commander stood up from his stool expressionlessly and walked towards the door.

It seems that not all high-level zombies have winks.

There are always some zombies who can't help but wonder if they would win if they fought.

The base commander is a high-level superpower, and the flesh and blood on his body is a fatal temptation for high-level zombies.

This allows them to evolve towards higher level zombies.

The base commander pressed his finger on the door handle, and purple lightning flashed along the door handle.

Thump, thump -

There was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the door.

Then, the base commander opened the door and walked out of the room. After leaving the room, he closed the door again.

The machine is still running.

The roaring life of the zombies began to get louder and louder, and the whole building was trembling slightly because of the roaring sounds and messy footsteps.

The base commander stood quietly at the door of the running equipment, his body wrapped with purple thunder and lightning.

Behind him is a door, and in front of him is a mountain of zombie corpses.

At first it was ordinary zombies, then it was first-level, second-level zombies, and even third-level zombies.

Amidst the purple thunder and lightning, they were all struck through the temples and lay straight on the ground.

Some of these zombies are children, some are agency personnel in white coats, and some are parents who brought their children for identification.

There are more men.

In a sense, men are still at a disadvantage because they don't know whether they are cuckolds.