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"Yang Yang Fusheng?"

Perceiving the coercion that was so powerful that it almost crushed the soul of the gods, Wang Meng gulped wildly and said tremblingly, "You dare to kill us, the Zong Temple will never let you go, the power of the nine gods, you should know, Don't get yourself wrong."

"Oh? You know me?"

Yang Fusheng smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, Young Master is a super genius in the zombie world, the only zombie king who has been blessed by the Zombie Temple."

"It's not surprising that the superstars among the real zombies have their own heat. You bastards know that."

"!!!"

Wang Meng's teeth hurt when he heard the three corpses.

This cow is blowing, I really want to slap him to death with a big mouth.

That is, you have millions of troops behind you.

If not, let's see if we dare to fight in groups and beat you up.

"Since you've heard of my former name, let's not talk nonsense. Let me introduce you to me now for free."

Yang Fusheng stood up straight, and said in a sincere tone: "I, Yang Fusheng, a human being, now belong to the forest clan, my master, the strongest human lord in the new season, and the greatest and supreme world in the future. The co-owner, the head of the forest clan, the master of the human clan - forestry!"

"forestry?"

"Didn't you hear it?"

"But listening to these titles, it's very arrogant."

Wang Meng's three corpses looked at each other, as if they had noticed something, and their eyes lit up.

"Brother Yang, how did you become a human, tell your brother, as long as you can turn your brother into a human, I will be your dog in the future. You let me go up the mountain of knives and go down into the sea of ​​​​fire without frowning." Wang Meng was the first to speak. , said in a low voice.

This flattering Yang Fusheng is very useful, he squinted and smiled: "Well, of course, my invincible master helped me restore my body, but just the three of you are also worthy of reversing the bloodline of the zombie king and rebirth. As a human being, is it a little too high for yourself?"

"Cough cough."

Wang Meng was a little embarrassed, the corpses were hard to dismantle, and they didn't want to become such a spicy chicken.

"Brother, dear brother, you are so right, please give us these spicy chickens a chance."

Liu Zhang licked his face, and continued: "We are corpses, but we were once human beings, and we dream of being reborn as human beings."

"Yep."

Zhao Yuan nodded in agreement, and said solemnly, "If you don't kill us now, you must think that we still have value."

"You can rest assured, as long as you can let us live, and help us get rid of the shackles of the Zombie Temple and be reborn as human beings."

"In this life, no, even in the next life, we will give it to you, to be the dog of the Lin Clan!"

"Who said I won't kill you." Yang Fusheng pouted.

"what???"

Wang Meng's three corpses were dumbfounded.

kill us?

Then you are still talking nonsense with us and playing with us!

It's not a thing, fuck you!

"Are you scolding me in your heart?" Yang Fusheng narrowed his eyes.

"How can it be?"

"Don't dare!"

"You are joking."

The three corpses had stiff expressions on their faces, barely smiling.

"It's boring, forget it, I won't waste time with you guys."

Yang Fusheng was dark in his heart, but on the surface he shook his head in disgust.

The next moment, his eyes green light bloomed, and the invisible fluctuations spread over the three corpses.

Ding Ding Ding————

Only three crunching sounds were heard, and the three corpses were directly modified and defined as small steel shovels the size of three fingers.

I grabbed it from the air, sucked it into my palm, and tossed it up and down from time to time.

"Brother, don't lose it, I'm going to vomit!"

"Brother, for the sake of being both zombies, if you can do it, you should kill us."

"Please, don't torture us like this!"

The three corpses were dazed and wailed.

"That can't be done. In this area of ​​the Dead Wasteland, only my master can decide the power of life and death."

Yang Fusheng turned around, put away three 'steel swords', and shouted loudly: "Low-level warriors below the eighteenth order, clean up the battlefield! The transformation spirits, treasure chests, and blueprints that should be transformed into zombie spirits are not allowed to let go!"

"Brothers of the main force, come back to the camp with me!"

"!!!"

Hearing this, the three 'steel scorpions' were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.

Too much Nima exaggerated.

Soldiers below the eighteenth rank can be called low rank fighters? ?

Nima, is this what someone said?

If this is true, this Lin clan is too perverted.

Next, the way back was very smooth.

Yang Fusheng and the members of the main force were sitting on the flying instrument - a thousand-mile shuttle.

The speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the place where he first descended.

As soon as they came back, the whole group was taken aback by the situation in front of them.

In the sight, the ground that was originally desolate and empty has undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.

Concrete roads criss-crossed and spread into the distance.

On both sides of the road, there are standard apartment houses everywhere.

Every kilometer, there are also several huge training grounds, public toilets, bathrooms, restaurants and other buildings.

Further back, is the most important bunker construction.

"what's the situation?"

Truu was shocked, "Why are there so many buildings?"

"Did the lord bring Lin Yi and the others down too?" Xu Que looked around, but found nothing.

"It can't be an illusion, it's too fast, less than half an hour before and after."

Luo Feng rubbed his eyes, feeling a little too magical.

"It should be true, don't forget my natural ability."

Yang Fusheng opened his mouth, but the shock in his heart was no less than that of everyone.

His modification talent is very powerful, and the conditions that he can perform are extremely harsh.

If you want to modify reality and save it permanently, the larger the volume, the more mental power you need to consume.

With his current size, at best he can build several apartment buildings for thousands of people.

Any more, he will be directly exhausted.

Abbreviation, fine what and what, and die

Look at the scale of forestry.

God, there are houses and buildings in a terrifying number, at least it can live in hundreds of thousands.

And most importantly, how long did this take, half an hour? fifty minutes?

The construction speed is also linked to the consumption of mental power! ! !

Thinking of this, the horror of forestry in his heart was directly filled.

It's too strong, and it feels like it can directly modify reality, defining him from an individual to a single-celled life.

"Let's go, the owner may want to build a base here, which can be seen from having Long Xiaomi guard the border."

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Yang Fusheng's eyes shone brightly, he grabbed the three 'steel shovels' tightly, and walked towards the bunker.

Others followed.

"Yo, I'm back."

At the same time, Lin Lin also saw them, stopped the guy in his hand, and waved with a smile, "Look at my results."

"The lord is awesome!" Luo Feng gave a thumbs up.

"At this speed, one defeats ten thousand!" Xu Que frantically praised.

"If Lin had a look at this, he would probably have to kneel down and teach you the god of peasants!" The first Lin Chutru licked wildly.

"Lord, what others are playing is really survival, you are completely creative mode." Zhang Liang sighed.

"Not only the creative mode, but also the infrastructure maniac with unlimited resources and unlimited time. This is too powerful. We have only been out for less than an hour, and you have built so much, lord, yyds!" Li Xinyi made up for the knife.

After chatting for a while, the topic returned to normal.

"The battle is over there?" Forestry asked.

"Well, the dead wasteland has been taken down, all the ordinary zombies have been killed, and the other soldiers are cleaning the battlefield."

"I also caught three zombie kings, and I feel that the master should use them."

As Yang Fusheng said that, he threw the three 'steel scorpions' on the ground, and the blood light flashed and turned into the body.