Is his little zombie trying to take care of him
Mo Yan felt interesting and happy in his heart.
He also doesn't feel ashamed that he is a big man being kept by a small zombie, but he is a little bit happy, a feeling called smugness and wanting to squeak up, if there is no one around, Mo Yan will probably start showing off. .
Thinking of this, Mo Yan couldn't sit still, not only couldn't sit still, but even his mouth couldn't be idle.
He looked at the terrifying pale and peeling lips of the little zombie, his mouth moved, a little thirsty, and a little itchy, and wanted to grind it.
He threw the cloth bag to the side of the bed and hugged the little zombie standing beside the bed. He didn't care whether the little zombie was dirty or not, whether a kiss would infect the zombie virus or not, he just gave the little zombie's lips kiss.
The little zombie's body was stiff, and there was no emotion or expression in his face or eyes, but when he touched the little zombie's lips, Mo Yan could somehow feel the little zombie's pleasant taste.
Very nice.
Mo Yan was extremely rare in his heart.
The touch of the little zombie's lips was not good, but it still made Mo Yan a little perverted, but he didn't go too far, just touched him lightly and let go of the little zombie. In the end, he still had a trace of reason, knowing that he couldn't really infect himself with the zombie virus.
He is not a loner who feeds the whole family alone and does not starve. Not to mention his friends, he still has his family. This life is not a life that can be lost.
And if he turns into a zombie, what if his little zombie baby doesn't like him, and what if he is attracted by other people and runs away? You must know that zombies have no attraction to zombies, and zombies are only interested in humans.
Thinking of this possibility, his little zombie was attracted by other people, and Mo Yan wanted to crush the imaginary enemy in his heart.
"Roar"
The little zombie screamed.
A zombie has no expression, its eyes are red and no light, just like a red note embedded in the eye socket, and even the sound is no different from other zombies. But Mo Yan just felt that the little zombie was special. He could tell the taste of the little zombie from its every move and sound.
Mo Yan felt that this was fate. He and the little zombie were destined to have a good relationship from heaven.
Mo Yan rubbed the little zombie's hair happily.
The sticky feel is very bad, but even so, Mo Yan still cherishes every little bit on the body of the little zombie.
However, it can't always go on like this.
This floor seems to be the private domain of the little zombie. Except for the little zombie and his living person, Mo Yan has not seen other zombies.
Satisfied, he took a look around the glass window, very good, no zombies would see it.
Mo Yan took out a large wooden bucket from the space. This wooden bucket was specially found by Mo Yan to be convenient for taking a shower outside.
He poured the spring water from the space into the barrel, and then put his hand into the barrel. After a while, the water in the barrel was hot.
"Good, wash the baby for nothing." Mo Yan coaxed the child, standing next to him and watching him operate the hungry little zombie, hugged him, and quickly took off the little zombie's clothes.
The little zombie didn't resist the whole time, just stood there dumbfounded and let Mo Yan move.
When outsiders look at the little zombie, it's a piece of wood that doesn't move and won't react, but in Mo Yan's heart, he put on a super thick filter and automatically installed a beauty system on the little zombie. The zombies are cute and cute, obedient and obedient, and even the long ones are very good-looking.
I didn't see that the other zombies were covered in blood, and they lacked arms and legs. Otherwise, the body was rotten here and there. His little zombie was clean and tidy, and there was only a rotten spot on his neck and face. It is simply a killer in the zombies.
Mo Yan, who was addicted to the "beauty" of his own little zombies, automatically ignored the complete zombies he had seen before without a trace of wounds.
The little zombies in his family must be incomparable to other zombies.
Mo Yan happily and shyly held the naked little zombie and put it into the bucket.
As soon as he entered the water, the little zombie reacted, and with a puff, he buried himself at the bottom of the water, allowing the water to submerge the top of his head.
Startled by the sudden action of the little zombie, Mo Yan subconsciously wanted to pick up the little zombie from the bottom of the water.
Although it is a zombie, it is still a human structure. What should I do if I choke
No, zombies don't need to breathe.
The little zombie was fished out by Mo Yan from the bottom of the water. He called out to Mo Yan twice and wanted to dive into the water again. Mo Yan quickly supported the little zombie's arm and prevented him from moving.
"Good, if you like this water, wash it after a while and change the bucket to be clean. Now, baby, wash it first."
The little zombie heard Mo Yan's voice and didn't know if he understood it. He tilted his head and looked at Mo Yan with a pair of red eyes. To people's eyes, these lackluster eyes were a bit scary and infiltrating, but Mo Yan felt a little bit cute.
He rubbed the little zombie's wet head: "Be good, be obedient."
Xu Shi understood, the little zombie didn't want to dive into the water this time, but sat in it obediently.
Mo Yan took out the shampoo and shower gel from the space with satisfaction, and began to wash his little zombies in vain.
After washing the little zombie, the water in the bucket was completely dirty, Mo Yan changed it to a bucket of clean water, and then carefully cleaned the wounds on the neck and face of the little zombie.
The wound was very dirty and smelled. Mo Yan didn't dislike it at all. Instead, he was afraid that the little zombie would hurt, so the cleaning action could be light.
Although he knew that the wounds of the little zombie would not get better, Mo Yan couldn't help but want to give the little zombie medicine.
He held the idea of luck in his heart, maybe the wound of the little zombie can still be healed
It's just that when the medicine was applied, the little zombie called at him and pointed to the surface of the water.
Mo Yan was stunned. Then suddenly, he almost forgot what he had just promised the little zombie to play in the water.
The little zombies can have things they like, of course Mo Yan wants to condone. He immediately put down the medicine, took the little zombies out and wiped them clean, then went to change a bucket of clean water and carried the little zombies into the bucket.
With permission this time, the little zombie was very happy, and suffocated directly into the bucket.
Can't see the baby zombie, Mo Yan was a little lost, and he didn't know what the little zombie was playing in the water, and even buried his head in it
Thinking about Mo Yan, he took out a chair and sat beside the wooden bucket, eagerly looking at the water in the bucket.
One blister, two blister...
Mo Yan looked at it for a while and found that something was wrong, the water level in the bucket kept dropping.
Is his little zombie drinking water
Mo Yan felt that something was wrong. Zombies did not like to drink water, and it was only after a while that the water level in the wooden bucket dropped by about one centimeter.
He felt something was wrong, lowered his eyes, and fished out the little zombie inside.
The little zombie was very well behaved this time. He didn't make a fuss about going into the water again. His eyes that were stained with water were shining like a human emotion.
Mo Yan was almost dazzled.
Without lowering his head, he stretched out his hand to touch the flat stomach of the little zombie. It was hard and a little soft, not like it was filled with so much water, but Mo Yan knew that some of the water in the barrel had indeed disappeared.
"Roar"
The little zombie raised his hand, closed his claws and hugged Mo Yan's neck, and rubbed his wet head coquettishly, making Mo Yan's clothes wet.
Mo Yan keenly felt that the little zombie was a little different.
He straightened the little zombie and looked at the little zombie carefully, and Mo Yan saw the difference.
The dry and peeling lips seemed to look a little better than before. He reached out and pressed it, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He always felt that the lips seemed to be a little softer.
And the rotting wounds on the face and neck of the little zombie didn't seem to be as terrible as before. Mo Yan took a closer look and smelled it, and even the rotten smell was not as strong as before.
He looked at the clear water inside the barrel.
Is it the function of this water
"Baby, is this water useful to you?" Mo Yan asked directly.
The little zombie tilted his head ignorantly, and then let out a soft cry.
"Good, keep playing baby." Mo Yan rubbed the little zombie's head.
Hearing the words, the little zombie plunged into the water again, bubbling up.
Different from the ignorant joy of the little zombie, Mo Yan sat aside with a serious face.
Mo Yan has used and drank the water in the space. He is very sure that this water has no effect on him, but it will see the subtle and imperceptible changes in the little zombie. Mo Yan can't help guessing that this water may have an effect on him. Zombies different
Thinking that this water might help the little zombies slowly regain their senses, Mo Yan couldn't help clenching his fists and getting excited.
But maybe this water just heals wounds
Thinking of this, Mo Yan remembered that he had not used the spring water in the space when he was injured. After all, when he rarely used the space, he usually went out and asked Huang Xiao to get water.
Thinking, Mo Yan's eyes flashed, and a dagger appeared in his hand. He stretched out his arm and made a cut on his arm. Suddenly, bright red blood came out of the wound, staining the surrounding skin.
"crash"
The moment the wound appeared, the water surface in the wooden barrel exploded, and the little zombie stood up from the water.
"Roar"
The little zombie closed its claws, grabbed Mo Yan's injured arm, and kept roaring.
Is this angry
Mo Yan will hold the slender medicine of the little zombie with his uninjured hand, "Be good, don't get angry, I will do an experiment."
The little zombie was still screaming.
Mo Yan was a little helpless, he took the spring water directly from the space and swallowed it.
The wound that was still bleeding, the blood gradually diminished.
It turns out that this spring water has the effect of speeding up the healing of wounds
Mo Yan felt a little lost in his heart when he looked at the bloodless wound.
He took out a towel, wiped the blood off his hands, and then coaxed the little zombie: "Good, look, it's alright."
The little zombie repeatedly confirmed that there was no blood, and then let go of Mo Yan's hand.
"Okay, do you still want to play with water?" Mo Yan asked.
The little zombie tilted his head, as if thinking. He looked at the water for a while, then Mo Yan's arm was left with a wound that wouldn't bleed, and then he drilled into the barrel again.
Mo Yan looked at the head of the little zombie under the water, thinking quickly in his mind.
Zombies can be promoted. Compared with low-level zombies, high-level zombies have more flexible limbs and stronger attack power. Moreover, the little zombies in his family are much more spiritual than the small zombies he has seen before.
Mo Yan touched his chin. Perhaps the higher the level of the zombies, the more human-like they would be. Mo Yan thought about the performance of the little zombies after they appeared, and the more he felt that his guess was correct. His little zombies were obviously better than other zombies. clever.
Perhaps, he can start from this aspect and restore the mind of the little zombie. Even if the mind cannot be restored, the high level of the little zombie is also a benefit. Other zombies and humans can't beat the little zombie, and the safety of the little zombie will be guaranteed.
So, how should he upgrade the little zombies
For the promotion system of zombies, humans have not yet researched it.
Mo Yan looked at the cloth bag on the bed beside Zhang, his eyes flickered, maybe zombies can be just like humans
Mo Yan decided to go out and experiment for a while.
At the same moment, a mechanical voice sounded in the mind of the little zombie under the water.
[Ding, system restart! 】