Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 590

This godforsaken place has not a single tree; it's completely bare, devoid of any vegetation, and the temperature is extremely low. If it weren't for Ling Yanyan's body heat, this world would probably have turned into a frozen wasteland long ago.

"You're not going to take me away from here, are you?" Ling Yanyan asked, turning his head.

The zombie nodded.

"Where are you taking me?" Ling Yanyan asked, looking at it with a puzzled expression.

The zombie stretched out its right hand, pointed into the distance, and then shook its head.

Ling Yanyan followed its gaze and was immediately terrified.

What the hell is this place?

A huge crack runs across the entire valley, and in the middle of this crack is a dark, deep pit.

And this deep pit was filled with corpses!

Ling Yan Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, a chill instantly rushed up his spine, his body trembled slightly, and his handsome and charming face was filled with shock.

"This, this, this is just too cruel..."

Ling Yanyan's lips twitched, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Ling Yanyan's expression, the zombie seemed quite satisfied, so she grinned and laughed.

Looking at the strange guy in front of him, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but shudder. This guy's smile was terrifying…

Suddenly, Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the greenish thing on the zombie's neck. He remembered seeing this thing before he lost consciousness. Could this be the legendary zombie milk bottle?

This thing actually exists!

Ling Yanyan's eyes immediately lit up with greed. He reached out and ripped the zombie milk bottle off the zombie's neck, then quickly stuffed it into his pocket. After doing this, he immediately turned and ran away, because he felt a gust of evil wind coming.

The zombie chased after him and then punched him.

"Holy crap!" Ling Yanyan exclaimed, then quickly ducked to avoid it.

The zombie missed its target and crashed heavily into the rock wall.

Ling Yanyan patted his chest, then turned to look at the zombie, only to find that the zombie was still gritting its teeth and chasing after him. Ling Yanyan frowned and stopped.

"Hey, why are you so persistent?" Ling Yanyan said helplessly, "I'm telling you, big sister, you're a zombie, a zombie. You should belong to the underworld, so you should go there instead of coming to the mortal world to harm people."

The zombie stared wide-eyed at the stone wall, its claws gripping the wall as it struggled to climb upwards.

Ling Yan Yan sighed. This world is indeed a dog-eat-dog world. It seems that he still needs to find a way to recover his strength as soon as possible, otherwise he will die here today.

So Ling Yanyan stepped out of the stone chamber. Seeing this, the zombie hurriedly climbed up the stone wall and ran out in a flash.

"Hey, wait a minute, I still have something to say!"

A glint of light flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes. Although his strength had not yet recovered, he believed that with his intelligence and the treasures he possessed, escaping would not be too difficult.

Ling Yanyan rubbed his head in frustration, wondering how he was supposed to get out of there. There was no way out at all.

"Ouch."

Just then, a large, hairy hand suddenly landed on Ling Yanyan's shoulder, and then the zombie's voice rang out.

"Roar!" The zombie pounded its chest violently, as if trying to prove that it could really take him away.

Ling Yanyan looked up at the zombie, then at its hairy hands.

After a long silence, he slowly reached out his left hand and grabbed the zombie's arm, then nodded gently: "Alright, since you're willing to take me away, let's go."