Creating a Different World - Chapter 2099

[Chapter 2099: The Memory of the Zombie Clone]

These zombies all look real. After all, the system prompts after killing them will not lie.

It depends on the situation. The city has been destroyed for a while. I don’t know if it’s just this city or the whole earth.

By the way, where is Nuwa? She and Yu Wanniang, Pseudo-olan, and Daxia must have fallen into the current world. After all, they entered the time storm together.

I don’t know what’s going on now!

Nuwa is okay. She is not a real life form. Even if the damage is serious, she can repair it herself.

Yu Wanniang is a ghost, so there shouldn’t be any problem.

Pseudo-olan and Daxia are from the demon tribe and the water tribe respectively. They may have their bodies destroyed in the time storm, and they don’t have the resurrection ability like me.

Of course, as long as Nuwa is found, Jia Zhengjin doesn’t care about the two of them.

The most urgent thing is to find Nuwa and then figure out what the difference is between this earth and the earth where he was born.

By the way, this earth is a level 5 civilization.

Level 5 civilizations can travel between the multiverse and develop the energy of other universes.

In other words, there may be gods and monsters on this planet, and Yingcao Hell probably has some too.

Didn’t I come back from the magic world just to find a target that can kill me?

Although I seem to be a little hesitant now.

It’s just that there seems to be a mark (destroyed) in the system prompt.

Does the destruction of civilization also mean that the gods and monsters in the current world have left, or have all been destroyed by something?

No matter what, find Nuwa first.

Opening the virtual backpack, there are only the highest-level mining picks, shovels, axes and other tools, nothing else.

No, there are also many inner sea pearls, but they don’t seem to be used as currency in this world!

Even if they can be used as currency, there are no living people here.

All the props are in the box of Nuwa!

I didn’t expect this to happen when I participated in the Dragon City Club.

But he was not worried, anyway, the soul projection could be used, and his original form seemed to have retained the new skills, but all the soul projections were reset to level 1. The

soul projection of King Huxiao rose 10 levels in the battle just now, and his body also automatically counterattacked and killed countless zombies and rose to level 7. To be honest, there is no pressure facing these zombies.

Looking back at the zombie corpses, he thought about it for a while and gave up the idea of looting because it was unnecessary.

These zombies are all ordinary, without bosses or elites. They will probably only produce some messy and insignificant loot, and the chance of producing good things is small.

Instead of wasting time, it is better to find the Nuwa as soon as possible before making plans.

Jia Zhengjin, who transformed into the Tiger Roaring King, turned into a black wind and soared into the sky. He quickly flew to a high altitude to check around. As a result, he found that there was a lot of smoke in the south of the city, which looked a bit like a crash.

The distance was too far to see the specific situation, but it might be the Nuwa.

He quickly flew to the south of the city and prepared to investigate closely.

While flying, he looked down at the whole city, feeling familiar and strange at the same time.

Familiar because I could name some places at a glance, strange because it had been more than a thousand years, and this might be different from the earth when I traveled through it, so most areas felt fresh.

Especially since it was the first time for me to fly in the sky, I could overlook the whole city in this way.

The only regret was that there were only dense zombie armies wandering around on the city streets, instead of the bustling and prosperous traffic in my memory.

Suddenly, his eyes touched a familiar building, and his body shook slightly. He

dived down involuntarily and landed on the top of the house.

His hometown is a relatively disharmonious area in the city. This area is full of low brick houses, which are in sharp contrast with the tall buildings in the city.

And his home is one of the buildings in this disharmonious area.

The zombies did not notice Jia Zhengjin falling from the sky, and they were still wandering in the nearby streets.

Jia Zhengjin came down along the tiles and jumped directly to the corridor on the second floor.

“Roar–!!” As soon as he stood firm, a zombie in the house roared and pounced on him.

How could Jia Zhengjin, who had transformed into the Tiger Roar King, be afraid? He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the zombie’s neck and lifted it up directly.

But the next second, the whole person was stunned.

Because the zombie that was struggling in his hand turned out to be his own appearance.

What the hell!

Seeing his terrible appearance as a zombie, Jia Zhengjin felt creepy, mainly because it was too disgusting!

In other words, this zombie is his clone in the current world. Or is he the clone of this zombie in another world?

Anyway, it is unclear who is the clone of whom, but the two sides are definitely related.

“Roar~” Zombie Jia Zhengjin kept roaring and struggling, but he could not escape from his own hand that had turned into the Tiger King. He wanted to bite, but because his neck was tightly grasped and his chin was pressed, he could not bite. He scratched

Jia Zhengjin’s hand while struggling, but he ignored it because he was immune to toxins.

If it were an ordinary zombie, Jia Zhengjin would probably kill it directly.

The problem is that this is him!

He has never considered what would happen if he killed himself in another world.

But this clone of himself has already become a zombie, what’s the point of keeping it?

Just thinking about it, his head suddenly became dazed, and he didn’t know why.

Then, the zombie clone he held in his hand seemed to become blurred.

Hallucination?

Jia Zhengjin blinked, but he clearly saw that the body of his zombie clone gradually became transparent.

At the same time, it seemed that something was drilling into his brain.

When the zombie clone disappeared inexplicably in his hand, he was in a trance again, and suddenly there was an inexplicable fragment in his mind.

In a school building, a young woman who looked strange but familiar shouted at him in panic.

He didn’t know who this young woman was, but he felt panic and anxious when he saw this scene.

Before the zombie clone disappeared, the only memory fragment left to him was about this young woman.

I must find her!

This thought emerged in my mind, and it was extremely strong!

Who is she? Why did his zombie clone take it so seriously?

Jia Zhengjin felt that he was affected by the memory of the zombie clone. His calm mentality for thousands of years suddenly fluctuated. He quickly turned into a black wind and flew into the air, heading towards the school in the memory fragment.

“Roar~” The streets were full of zombies wandering back and forth, walking aimlessly.

Jia Zhengjin ignored them and quickly flew to the school building in the memory fragment, looking around.

The fragment of the woman appeared again, and Jia Zhengjin recognized her location in the fragment in an instant. He hurriedly flew to the fifth floor of the teaching building and swung the gilded hammer to kill all the zombies blocking the way.

When he arrived at the door of the room where the woman was, he hesitated for a moment, used the soul projection to turn into his original appearance, raised his foot and kicked hard for more than ten times, and finally broke the door, reached in and pushed the furniture behind the door, and entered the room.

However, strangely, no one could be seen in the room.

Looking around, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the only wardrobe left in the corner, and he quickly went over to pull it open.

The wardrobe was indeed the woman in the memory fragment, but she was already skin and bones, motionless, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

She was surrounded by torn snack packaging bags, without even a trace of food residue.

(End of this chapter)