Outside the secret room, in the large square, a baptism of blood has been completed.

Nearly a million Gray soldiers have all been infected, and their average strength has increased significantly. The zombie soldiers who originally had an average combat strength of 50 have now reached about 100. And those few soldiers who originally had special powers have

The intensity has also been greatly improved.

Everyone has been enhanced, but only a few people can understand the difference because they have retained their original memories and consciousness. Most of the Gray soldiers have lost all their memories and have become out-and-out dark zombies.

Whether it is dark zombies or ghost grays, they belong to the same species. Dark zombies have basic IQ and combat IQ, so they can identify the same kind and will not attack those ghosts and grays.

The dark zombies have no target for the time being and are just wandering in place and roaring. Sometimes they will come to the ghostly gray man and stare curiously, even baring their teeth and claws, but there is no attack.

Some ghosts and grays were a little scared when they saw this situation, because they were not sure whether the dark zombies would attack.

Suddenly, a gray general came to the high platform and shouted to the ghost gray men below: "Don't be nervous, everyone, these dark zombies will not attack us. They have the same kind of consciousness. Unless they are extremely hungry now, they will never attack us."

They will eat their own kind."

With the Gray General's explanation, the hundreds of thousands of ghosts and grays gradually became at ease, and even gradually got used to those arrogant and arrogant people.

More and more gray generals gathered, and they began to search for King Thor.

"Where is King Thor?"

"I do not know."

"Didn't he say he would transform with us?"

"Yes, but I don't seem to have seen King Thor."

"King Thor, are you there? If you are, please shout."

Among the millions of people, no one responded. Either Thor was not there at all, or Thor had turned into a dark zombie and was unable to speak.

"Soldiers, quickly look for the people around you to see if King Thor is here."

The soldiers began to constantly check the dark zombies around them, but after half an hour of searching, Thor was still not found. One hundred thousand people, nine hundred thousand people, it is not difficult to find, if Thor is there

, I must have found it long ago.

One of the zombie generals said angrily with tears in his eyes: "Thor deceived us. He didn't dare to transform. He deceived us."

Other zombie generals also expressed their dissatisfaction: "We believed in Thor so much, but we didn't expect him to escape before the battle."

"I really didn't expect that King Thor, whom we have always respected, would be such a villain."

Several generals said something to you and me, causing the soldiers below to respond one after another.

"General Feng, Sol is not worthy of being our king."

"Yes, Thor is not worthy. We have to choose a new king."

"Yes, let's re-elect."

"I don't think there's any need for an election. Let's just let General Feng be the king."

"No, I think General Chen is more suitable."

"If General Wang and General Feng can be kings, then so can General Yu. Their military ranks are the same."

"Then General Lin might as well do it."

Seeing the enthusiasm and commotion of the soldiers below, one of the generals shouted: "Everyone, please be patient. Let us generals discuss it first."

After everything became quiet, the eight generals began to discuss.

Among these eight generals, the one with the highest rank is not the strongest. In addition, now everyone has just transformed into a ghost warrior, and everyone has different growth rates, so their strength is greatly different from before.

Some people say that the strongest does not necessarily have the strongest leadership ability, but some people say that only the strongest warrior is qualified to convince the crowd. Everyone has their own opinions, but most people agree to choose the strongest

Warriors lead everyone.

Finally, several generals made a decision.

"Everyone, now we have a new identity. We are ghost warriors. God has favored us and given us a new life and the power to choose again. Several of our leaders decided to choose the strongest warrior to be our king.

There happens to be an arena here, and anyone is qualified to compete on the stage, and the person standing at the end is our king."

In this way, the ghosts and grays began to prepare for competitions and selections. They made some simple rules, the most important of which was that they could not kill unless the opponent refused to surrender or stood up all the time, then they would be able to help the opponent.

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Competitors, in addition to generals, also have some soldiers, it can be said that it is very fair, anyone with ambition can participate.

The process of the competition is long, and there are some more powerful generals. After they win, there will be cheers.

The scene was noisy, but the dark zombies were not interested at all. They looked bored and didn't know what to do.

The noisy sound even reached a little into the secret room.

Bain wondered: "Why did their voices last for so long? The transformation process should have ended long ago."

Sol also listened carefully: "Well, it's very strange. When I heard this sound, it seemed like there was a cheering sound. Are they competing in martial arts?"

"So that's it. They are now leaderless and want to elect a new king. There happens to be an arena there, so they plan to elect a new king through a competition."

"It's stupid. Such a comparison will definitely be very time-consuming. It might take a whole night."

"Perhaps one night is not enough." Bain smiled.

"Oops, their IQ is really too low. If the dark zombies become hungry, they won't care if they are the same kind." Thor became increasingly worried.

"The average IQ of us gray people is already low. Except for a few people whose IQ is close to that of humans, the other people's IQ is very worrying." Bain said disapprovingly.

Bain has long studied the overall quality of the Grays. Except for a few with very high IQs, even far above the average human level, most of the others have only two-thirds of human IQs.

If humans and grays receive the same education, most humans will be able to pass or above, and a small number will be below passing. But a small number of grays will be able to pass, and most of the rest will fail.

"What should we do? If the time drags on for too long, the dark zombies will attack the ghosts and grays."

"When did they last eat?" Bane asked.

"It was about 6 o'clock in the evening, and it's already 10 o'clock in the evening."

"You shouldn't be hungry in four hours, but if it takes another two or three hours, it's hard to say. We are now at the deepest point of the ant cave. Even if we take the fastest route, it will take two or three hours to reach the surface. Haha.
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