Chapter 3 Immortality

"what……"

"Murdered."

The people who witnessed this scene on the bus were stunned for a moment, and then several timid girls screamed hysterically, and the screams made their eardrums aching.

Lu Chuan, who was instructing the zombie uncle in the dark, was stunned.

Even more embarrassing is this young pickpocket.

"No... I didn't mean to... I didn't want to kill... I just wanted to scare him, who knows he didn't run away."

"Shhh", the pickpocket's face turned pale, and he shivered with fright, speaking incoherently.

Pickpocketing and murder are completely two concepts of crime. The former lasts for three years, but the latter... is on this bus again, causing influence, and execution by shooting is almost a sure thing.

The pickpocket only felt his legs go weak and almost fell to the ground.

If possible, he would rather not do this line of work in this life, but to find a job in a serious way, to do business, and then to get married and have children in peace.

Unfortunately, there is no if now.

Looking at the dagger in the heart, it was a fatal injury.

In the previous riot, the driver couldn't tell what was going on when there were so many people, but the scream and the shout of "killed" made the driver's heart tremble, and he subconsciously braked suddenly.

Under the sudden stop, the unsuspecting people suddenly stumbled.

Uncle Zombie's balance is worse than that of humans. He just fell on the floor of the car, but his hand still firmly grasped the pickpocket's hand and pulled him down.

Lu Chuan's head was also a little blank. He also didn't expect this result. Uncle Zombie has something to do with him. At other times, people don't care about you at all, but now that he's dead, he can't stand the investigation.

There's nothing wrong with him, but what worries Lu Chuan the most is the identity of the zombie uncle.

If the pretender system fails because of the death of the zombie uncle, and it appears as a zombie, things will happen.

but……

When Lu Chuan's eyes fell on the zombie uncle, he was suddenly overjoyed.

…………

The police were called, and soon several police officers arrived.

There was a murder, and they couldn't bear to ignore it.

"Give way."

The bus had long since pulled over to the side of the road, and after the police arrived, passengers made way for a passage.

Uncle Zombie was still holding on to the wrists of the pickpockets. During the process when the police arrived, he struggled with all his might, but he couldn't open the Uncle Zombie's hand.

From the moment he saw the police, his face was as gray as death.

What caught the eyes of the police comrades was a dagger pierced deep into the heart, without the hilt. According to their experience, people who are mortally wounded will have a 100% mortality rate, and they will die on the spot.

It really was a murder.

At this time, Lu Chuan showed a knowing smile. The police came, and this matter could be ended.

With the zombie uncle, Lu Chuan found that he could communicate with it in mind, and what he thought in his head could completely issue instructions to it through consciousness. That's great.

Several police officers maintained the scene.

Seeing a policeman crouching down and preparing to routinely check the life of the zombie uncle according to normal procedures, Lu Chuan knew it was time.

The uncle Zombie, who had kept his eyes closed and didn't even breathe, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, then released the hand holding the pickpocket and got up.

"This……"

The corpse-like behavior frightened the melon-eating crowd next to him. If it wasn't the clear sky now, they would definitely scream in horror.

The expression on the pickpocket's face was wonderful, with relief, ecstasy, fear, and then a dazed look at the zombie uncle who got up. At this moment, his heart was messed up.

Even the police were stunned. The people they judged to be 100% dead just slapped them in the face in such a grand manner and got up right under their noses?

The zombie uncle who got up stood straight like a log, his face still emotionless and his eyes empty.

It feels like a fool.

"Haha, don't be afraid, this is my uncle, who came from the country with me." Lu Chuan had to stand up, lest there be any moths under the police's questioning.

Lu Chuan pointed at his head and said, "My uncle has a little problem here, but he is one of the best magicians in the country. He was just a little magician, otherwise how could he teach the other party a profound lesson, how could he let a criminal get lost. return?"

The identity of a magician, with this one, makes sense, why is it still alive after being stabbed in the heart by a dagger.

Magic is always magical and incredible.

If there is a problem with the head, the police's cross-examination and transcripts can be handled by themselves, which will reduce the abnormality caused by the zombie uncle.

In order to win the trust of others, Lu Chuan walked up to the zombie uncle, held the dagger, and immediately pulled it out, saying, "Everyone, look, is there no blood?"

Raising the dagger and shaking it, Lu Chuan stabbed another dagger into the heart of the zombie uncle, without the hilt again.

"My uncle's magic is one of the best in the country."

Lu Chuan dialed out and plugged in again.

plug again...

"..."

All the passengers were stunned, staring at Lu Chuan with dumbfounded expressions, and they dialed and dialed. This Muna's zombie uncle was torn, but he was still standing, occasionally showing a silly smile.

Absolutely incredible magic, so real, just looking at the dagger's cold light, you can tell it's a real guy.

This time, they believed.

Lu Chuan kept sweating in his heart, but fortunately, Uncle Zombie did exactly as he imagined, inheriting all the special characteristics of zombies, including the so-called undead characteristics. As long as he doesn't blow its head, it will live.

What is it to prick its little heart, just dig out its heart, and the zombie uncle is still alive and kicking.

…………

"This little comrade, even though it's a magic trick, it's better to do less. It's too dangerous, and it will be imitated by some people who don't know the truth."

At the gate of the Public Security Bureau, a policeman spoke to Lu Chuan in a persuasive tone.

Everything was done according to the procedure, and Lu Chuan and the zombie uncle went to the Public Security Bureau to record a written case before they were able to escape.

Perhaps feeling the danger of Lu Chuan's magic, the policeman who sent Lu Chuan and the zombie uncle out couldn't help but reminded him that it was too dangerous to use a real dagger as a magic tool.

Heart piercing, everyone knows it's fake, but this uncle and nephew are doing it too real, it's really piercing like that.

If there are people who eat melons and want to try it, the picture is really beautiful.

Lu Chuan smiled: "Comrade police, don't worry, if there is a performance in this area, we will put up a sign not to imitate."

"..."

The policeman shook his head and waved Lu Chuan away.

Since it's not true, it's just magic, and it's also a family skill. As long as it doesn't break the law, he can't control it.

At the entrance of the Public Security Bureau, Lu Chuan proudly waved his hand and called a taxi.

Looking at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau farther and farther away, Lu Chuan let out a deep breath. From the time he got on the bus to now, Lu Chuan's heart has been hanging up, and now he can finally let it go.

Uncle Zombie is definitely a time bomb. Lu Chuan is also worried that the police will give Uncle Zombie a medical examination, and things will happen.

Fortunately, everything went according to their own ideas.

"It's a loss, I didn't see anything they rewarded. It's good to send a pennant." As if thinking of something, Lu Chuan suddenly felt that the Public Security Bureau was too stingy.

The place that Lu Chuan rented was an old residential area.

In the old residential area, the house is a little worn out, but the environment is very good. In summer, it is always shaded by green trees, which makes people feel cool.

Throwing the backpack onto his little bed, Lu Chuan gave an order, and the zombie uncle sat upright on the only chair by the bed, and then maintained the expression of this action.

"..."

Facing the uncle of the zombies like wood, Lu Chuan finally understood why he said it was old-fashioned.

"Now let's take a look at what happened today."

Lu Chuan walked in front of the zombie uncle. The chest of his shirt was torn, revealing his skin, but it was morbidly pale. The power of the pretender system lies in the fact that Lu Chuan saw the appearance of the zombie uncle, which was completely the same as that of a human being.

Where the dagger stabbed, not even a scar was left, which was really miraculous.

"I now have a zombie follower, still undead."

"In addition, I have a zombie factory, and I am the owner of this factory."

"I can travel through the catastrophe of the apocalypse, and I can travel back and forth to the present."

Straightening his thinking little by little, Lu Chuan found that he seemed to be the lucky one in the impossible.

(The third update, is it okay to ask for a recommendation ticket?)