Saving Dave at the beginning, I'm really not Dr. Zombie

Chapter 34 My name is BT

Inside the fortress;

The zombie on the opposite side coughed and gasped for breath. When he opened his mouth, a yellowish stench visible to the naked eye sprayed directly onto the zombie Tushan's face;

Tu Shan covered his nose and stepped back several steps subconsciously, before realizing that he had no sense of smell at all;

Although he didn't smell anything, Tushan still looked at the zombie opposite with disdain;

"No wonder he has no brains, it turns out he uses them to vent his anger;"

Behind Tushan, three zombies, including the pole-vaulting zombie, surrounded BT lying on the ground and stood in three different positions;

Using the pole of the pole-vaulting zombie as a pole, two arm-thick vines first cross over the BT on the ground, and finally converge on the upper side of the pole;

The pole-vaulting zombie and two other zombies grabbed the ends of the vines and the tail of the poles respectively. Tushan was the only one who had to hold the starting point of the vines with both hands and the front half of the pole on his shoulders.

Several zombies worked together, using the flexibility of the pole to pull BT, who was lying flat on the ground, up little by little;

Although most of the weight fell on the pole-supporting zombies at the back, Tushan, as the helmsman, still had a hard time resisting.

The three zombies at the back can at least cooperate with each other, and can occasionally slack off and let their companions help share some of the weight;

As the fulcrum, Tushan could only silently bear all the weight by himself;

Thinking of this, Tushan turned his head and glared fiercely at the tuberculosis zombie who was gasping for breath beside him. This was originally his job;

In order to carry BT out of the ruins, Tushan used his perception to forcibly control several zombies passing by;

Tushan was not prepared to do it himself at the beginning, so he only carefully controlled three zombies. In this way, including the pole-supporting zombie, the four zombies just occupied the four positions of the four poles, and could easily lift BT out;

But Tushan didn't expect that one of the three zombies he suppressed was a tuberculosis ghost;

At first, he was inconspicuous, until Tushan ordered him to go forward to work, and he was immediately possessed by the spirit of tuberculosis, coughing desperately and gasping for air;

Tu Shan was now particularly thankful that he was a zombie and did not have a complete sense of smell, otherwise he would have been suffocated to death by the stench exhaled by the tuberculosis zombies;

By the time Tushan came to his senses and prepared to replace other zombies, the other zombies around him had already gone far away, beyond Tushan's perception range, and there were no other lone zombies nearby to replace them;

In order to drag BT out of the ruins, Tushan had no choice but to step forward and act as a laborer;

The two zombies next to the pole-vaulting zombie saw the tuberculosis zombie pretending to be sick to avoid hard labor, so they followed suit and let go of the vines without notifying the pole-vaulting zombie in advance.

Having lost its fulcrum, BT fell heavily to the ground;

Tushan can control the actions of zombies, but he can't stop them from being naughty. Zombies without brains are covered with eyes from head to toe. Such behavior does not require brain thinking, but is their instinctive behavior.

The zombies' bad behavior caused BT, who had escaped from the ruins, to fall back to the ground. The fallen BT then pulled down the pole zombie and Tushan who were tied to him at the same time.

Tushan had long realized that zombies were unreliable, but he had not expected them to be so unreliable;

Tushan pulled off the vines that bound him and stood up, cursing;

At this moment, something hard suddenly pressed against the back of Tushan's neck, and a chill penetrated his neck;

Tushan raised his hands tremblingly and stood up. Tushan turned around tremblingly;

The huge "Iron Lump" behind him used one iron arm to support his body and half sit up. With the other arm, he put his fingers together and bent his wrist joint, revealing a gun muzzle as thick as a bowl. At this time, the gun muzzle was pointing at Tushan's head.

BT's huge single eye shot out a blue beam, scanning Tushan from head to toe;

"Identity confirmed, threat resolved;"

BT took a step back, clenched a fist on his chest, and made a weird gesture towards Tushan;

"My name is BT;"

This sentence seemed to have consumed a lot of BT's energy. As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly fell down;

BT fell on his back, with sparks flashing from his left chest.

The pole zombie climbed up BT's huge body and used the pole in his hand as a crowbar to pry open BT's left chest;

"Hey, hey, what are you doing;"

Tushan was too late to stop the pole-vaulting zombie, and a large piece of armor covering BT's left chest was pried open by the pole-vaulting zombie;

Under the armored outer plate was a tangle of colorful wires, which were now emitting flashes of electricity and sparks, and could catch fire at any time.

"If something is missing here, he will die;"

The pole zombie pointed at BT's right chest and said;

Without him saying anything, Tushan could see clearly that there should have been a device similar to a hub on BT's right chest to connect those messy wires;

Now that thing is gone, there is a large empty space in the right chest. BT has lost its core and naturally lost its ability to move.

The tuberculosis ghost zombie nearby approached BT curiously, breathing heavily while sticking his head into BT's chest, fearing that he couldn't see clearly;

A spark flashed from the wire on BT's chest, and after the spark came into contact with the stench emitted by the tuberculosis ghost zombie, a flame more than a foot long ignited out of thin air;

The sudden change frightened the tuberculosis ghost zombie so much that it gasped for air. The "crackling" electric sparks and the tuberculosis ghost zombie's breath produced a continuous chemical reaction, and flames ignited out of thin air;

Tushan was stunned. My goodness, it turns out that what you are spraying is methane.

Beside the ruins;

Tushan lay on BT's body and kept groping;

“You want to fix him;”

"I want to fix him." Tushan straightened out the tangled wires on BT's chest one by one;

After receiving Tushan's ambiguous answer, the pole-vaulting zombie did not continue to ask questions, but squatted beside him with the pole, silently watching Tushan pulling at the messy wires;

"We have to leave here. We need a strong partner. Those zombies are unreliable."

Tushan said to himself;

"But he lost something, and we can't fix him;"

Seeing Tushan busying around on BT's chest, the pole-vaulting zombie couldn't help but warn him;

"I know. We have to give it a try. We can't make an iron heart for him. After all, he is not alive. Maybe he can still be used with one or two parts missing. "

Tushan said without even raising his head;

Tushan knew that what he did was in vain, but he didn't get any stone, and his roadblock helmet was smashed instead. He was unwilling to give up if he didn't get something as compensation.

Tushan dug at BT's chest, and the tuberculosis zombie next to him tilted his head to watch, occasionally offering a mouthful of old "marsh gas";

Electric sparks and burning flames flashed alternately, and those who didn't know would think Tushan was welding;

Tu Shan accidentally cut off a red wire on BT's chest, and electric sparks several times more violent than before burst out in all directions;

Electric sparks flashed along the tangled wires in BT's chest, and in an instant spread throughout his chest;

Before Tushan could react, BT, who was lying on the ground, was suddenly stimulated by the electromagnetic force and sat up straight. Tushan, who was lying on BT's chest, was thrown to the ground.

The huge single eye on BT's head suddenly glowed blue, projecting a blurry image in the air;

The image was very crude, just a picture outlined with simple lines, with a flashing red dot in the very center;

"Dancing King Paradise;"

Before Tushan could figure out what this crude image represented, the pole-vaulting zombie beside him shouted in surprise;

The image lasted only a few seconds, and then BT's blue eye flickered a few times, and the projection on the opposite side collapsed;

"You know this place;"

Tushan turned his head and looked at the pole-vaulting zombie;

"I remembered something, and I think I know where to look for his missing parts;"

The pole zombie stroked his pole, a look of melancholy on his face;