Mo Yan sat on the bed with one leg supported, one hand resting on his knee and his head supported. He carefully looked at the clean shop that had been tampered with, and secretly said: "My little zombies like to be clean."
my home
The sudden word made Mo Yan stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on his face. This word is good, and it sounds happy.
Mo Yan secretly recited it twice, and recited his heart sweetly.
After the sweetness, he turned his head to look at the door, what was the little zombie in his house doing
Mo Yan sat on the bed and waited for more than ten minutes, but the little zombie still did not come back. He frowned, inexplicably worried in his heart, and the smile on his face slowly faded.
After waiting for another ten minutes, the little zombie still didn't come back. This time Mo Yan couldn't sit still. He jumped up from the soft bed and walked out with a pair of long legs.
Obviously it is a fourth-level spiritual zombie, and Mo Yan also understands that the ability of the small zombie level is estimated to be the existence of the king and hegemony in the zombie group. Even if it runs into the crowd or the base, it is only two months after the end of the world. The human beings are definitely not the opponents of the little zombies. Even the first day he was called the Hope Base was supposed to be the rhythm of being hanged and beaten by the little zombies, but he was inexplicably worried about the safety of the little zombies.
Worried and irritable.
Mo Yan flipped his hand, took out a cigarette from the space, and controlled the ability to light the cigarette, even saving the lighter.
Mo Yan also has a space ability, which is much larger than Huang Xiao's space ability. Every time the space ability is upgraded, the space will double, and it is like a growing small world. .
Now his thunder and fire ability has three levels, and his space ability also has two levels. It has expanded from a large playground to a stadium. What remains unchanged is the spring water in the middle. Mo Yan drank it. There is no other use, so generally he is used for bathing.
However, he uses it quietly. His spatial ability is not convenient to expose, and it does not mean that it cannot be disclosed, but because Huang Xiao, who has grown up since childhood, is also a spatial ability. The moving warehouse requires someone to protect him every time he goes out. Huang Xiao has already blamed himself for not being able to fight. If his spatial ability is exposed again, Huang Xiao will think more.
Therefore, Mo Yan's space ability is rarely used, generally only when he is alone, group activities, and loading things have always been Huang Xiaolai.
Mo Yan is not a confident person who cares about others. If Huang Xiao had not grown up with him and had a good personality, Mo Yan would not have thought so much about it.
After smoking a whole cigarette, the little zombie still didn't come back, Mo Yan's brows furrowed even tighter, he walked to the railing and looked to the first floor of the shopping mall, he saw the dense zombies underneath, terrifying people Some headaches.
But he just frowned, and then he put his hand on the railing with one hand expressionlessly, his toes raised, and the muscles on his arms bulged and swelled in an arc because of his movements.
Just as he was holding the railing and was about to jump into the zombies on the first floor, a roar came from below, and then Mo Yan saw the little zombie who had just disappeared roaring angrily, with a pale face and a stern face. He flew over.
Mo Yan's heart was put down, and his hand was withdrawn from the railing. He stood there, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at the little zombies coming towards him.
After looking at it, I found that the little zombie looks pretty good.
Before the incident happened suddenly, he didn't come to look at it carefully, but just glanced at it quickly, the little zombie "caught" him and put it in his own nest, pushed him to the bed and left.
This will take a closer look and find out how the little zombie likes it, even the skin on his mouth makes him feel very good-looking.
The clothes on the little zombie are a little dirty, but he seems to be paying attention. There is no blood on the clothes or on the exposed skin like other zombies. The arms and legs are white and thin. Of course, white is pale white. white. The waist is not very clear, and the clothes are too big to completely cover the figure, which makes Mo Yan a little pity.
Looking up, the slender neck of the little zombie is pale and pale, one side is intact, but it rots continuously, and the rotten flesh hangs around the neck, giving people a very disgusting and bad feeling.
Mo Yan looked at the rotten flesh on the neck of the little zombie, but his heart suddenly ached, and an unspeakable anger was growing.
Small zombies turn into zombies after being bitten on the neck.
At that time, how painful and desperate he must have been when he was bitten, why was he not by the side of the little zombie at that time
Mo Yan's eyes lit up with anger, wishing that the zombie that had bitten the little zombie was released into the air, and he wished to punch himself who was not beside the little zombie at the time.
He hadn't thought at all that when the little zombie was still a human, the two of them didn't know each other at all, and it didn't matter to him that the little zombie turned into a zombie, but Mo Yan couldn't pass his own test somehow.
"Roar"
The little zombie quickly stood by Mo Yan's side, holding Mo Yan, who was a lot taller than him, on his shoulders, and walked towards his territory.
The nails on the hands of the little zombies are very long, and the nails of the zombies also contain viruses. After catching a human being, even a human who has evolved into a supernatural being caught by a zombie will have a chance to become a zombie.
But the little zombie was very careful when he grabbed Mo Yan's hand. He seemed to know his specialness. When he grabbed Mo Yan, he put away his fingernails. get hurt.
Mo Yan, who was lying on the little zombie, naturally felt that the little zombie was careful about him.
Mo Yan couldn't help but smugly raised the corners of his mouth, even though his real consciousness was very uncomfortable and hurt his image, it didn't affect Mo Yan's mood.
Mo Yan was quickly thrown back onto the soft princess bed by the little zombie.
"Roar, roar."
The little zombie yelled at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan somehow felt that he understood the words of the little zombie.
The little zombie seems to be angry? Angry that he is leaving
No, no, he didn't want to leave.
Mo Yan raised his head and looked at the little zombie's face. The little zombie's face, like his exposed arm, was pale and terrifying, with a few faint blue veins. There was a scratch on the left face near the ear. , The traces are quite long, about five or six centimeters in length. Like the wound on the neck, the flesh inside and beside it is rotten, which seriously affects the original beautiful face of the little zombie, and it looks a bit terrifying and disgusting.
But Mo Yan didn't think that the wound on the face of the little zombie was the same as the wound on the neck, which made Mo Yan feel distressed and angry. He didn't realize that the little zombie was ugly and disgusting. In his opinion, the little zombie was the cutest and cutest. good-looking.
Mo Yan knelt on the bed, stretched out his long strong hands without thinking, and hugged the little zombie screaming angrily beside the bed into his arms.
The angry roar of the little zombie stopped abruptly with his movements.
Mo Yan hugged the little zombie and pressed the little zombie's head firmly against his shoulders. His nose was full of the rotten smell of the little zombie and the stench on his clothes and hair. But Mo Yan didn't seem to smell these bad smells. He didn't change his face, and even faintly smiled happily, and patted the back of the little zombie with one hand, with some distress and comfort.
He was happy for the special, angry, and various emotions the little zombie showed towards him, and he felt distressed about what happened to the little zombie.
"Little guy." Mo Yan said this title, and felt a little strange. He didn't know what was wrong, but it was a little awkward.
He had a serious face, as if he was thinking about some important life event, and suddenly a big smile appeared on his face, "Baby, baby."
He recited this title several times, and he felt more and more comfortable. Although it was strange to call a zombie a baby, Mo Yan couldn't stop himself from being happy. Even the little zombie in his arms roared because of this title.
Although the voices were the same, Mo Yan knew that the little zombies liked this title.
He smiled at his unreasonable and absurd thought.
"Baby, I didn't want to run." Mo Yan explained that he somehow felt that the little zombie was angry because of this before, "I want to find you, baby."
"I don't want to go, why am I willing to go?"
He felt that the little zombies in his family could understand.
really.
"Roar"
This time the little zombie's voice was a little quieter, although it was still loud in Mo Yan's ears, but perhaps it was a lover who saw Xi Shi, and Mo Yan felt that his own little zombie was acting coquettishly and shy because of his words.
The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched, he felt that the little zombie was so cute, he just looked at the little zombie, and when he heard the little zombie's voice, he felt happy and happy.
After more than 20 years of living, it was the first time that Mo Yan had such an emotion.
This little zombie is simply his baby. The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more turbulent it became, and regardless of the mess on the little zombie's body and the cold, dead skin of the little zombie, a pair of big hands reached into the little zombie's clothes and touched the little zombie's skin.
Not as warm as the skin of a living person, and somewhat cold and stiff, but Mo Yan felt that the touch was very good.
Touching and touching, Mo Yan suddenly stopped his hand, looked at his palm stiffly, and thought to himself, does he have a necrophilia
Thinking of the zombies outside, Mo Yan shuddered, no no, he only did this to the little zombie baby in his arms.
Just when Mo Yan was wandering, the little zombie suddenly pushed Mo Yan away, Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and the next second, he saw that the little zombie had just put a cloth bag into his arms.
Only then did Mo Yan see that his little zombie came back with a cloth bag.
The little zombie looked at him, and then at the cloth bag in his arms.
Mo Yan understood the meaning of the little zombie.
He opened the cloth bag in his arms and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The cloth bag contained a lot of food, such as canned meat, ham, vacuum-packed chicken wings, and other food that made people drool.
Mo Yan didn't expect that the little zombie just went out to find food for him. He looked at the food, and the corners of his mouth were raised uncontrollably.
The little zombie pointed to the cloth bag again.
Mo Yan pushed aside the food according to the movement of the little zombie, and saw the dense crystal nuclei under the food. He roughly calculated that there were nearly two hundred.
In such a short time, his little zombie not only found him food, but also gave him so many crystal cores, and most of them were non-attribute, and he was able to absorb them.
Mo Yan looked at the cloth bag in his hand, and inexplicably came up with an idea.
Is his little zombie trying to take care of him
The author has something to say: Mo Yan: My gold master is a little zombie, he is so cute, he misses the sun
Zhang Lixin and others: ... Could it be that they were caught by zombies and poisoned by zombies? Brainless like this
Little Zombie: Roar