This time, the little zombie didn't stay in the water for too long. After the water level in the wooden bucket dropped by about one centimeter, the little zombie emerged from the wooden bucket. The red eyes fixedly looked at Mo Yan, and two pale and stiff hands stretched out to Mo Yan.
Is this asking for a hug
The smile on Mo Yan's face couldn't be restrained, and he didn't know how many times in his heart he praised his cute little zombie baby.
He took out a brand new bath towel from the space again, wrapped the little zombie dripping with water droplets, wrapped his arms around him, and carried the little zombie to the bed beside him with great pity.
Carefully wiped the body of the little zombie, Mo Yan ate a few handfuls of tofu from the little zombie halfway, and then took out a set of clothes for the little zombie to put on.
The things in Mo Yan's space are messy and not used much, so they are seldom tidy up, but there are a lot of things in it. He searched for a while and found clothes that fit the body of the little zombie. received.
After changing the clothes of the little zombie, he used his supernatural powers to control the temperature of the surrounding air, and quickly dried the little zombie's hair. Seeing that the little zombie's hair was long and short, Mo Yan also deliberately found a small zombie in the space. With the scissors, I confidently cut a refreshing hairstyle for the little zombie.
Not to mention, his craftsmanship is quite good. Mo Yan looked at the little zombie and felt that after the little zombie was dressed up, his beauty level rose a few steps.
He seldom hugged the little zombie who had been obediently letting him move, and touched the little zombie's lips.
It's a little softer than before, and it feels great to the touch.
After Mo Yan kissed, he carefully observed the wounds on the face and neck of the little zombie.
Although it has been a while, Mo Yan has always remembered everything on the little zombie, not to mention these two wounds that he especially cherished. Mo Yan sat cross-legged on the bed and hugged the obedient little zombie on the bed. Arms, check it carefully.
Sure enough, the water in this space is useful for both human and zombie wounds, but obviously, this spring water is more effective for humans. The little zombies digested so much spring water, and the wounds on the face and neck are also Smaller, if it weren't for his good memory, he wouldn't be able to see the difference.
"Baby, you will definitely get better." Mo Yan kissed the little zombie's cold cheek, which was very uncomfortable to the touch. He didn't know where his confidence came from, he just felt like the baby in his arms. It must be the same as normal people.
But even if he couldn't, Mo Yan wouldn't let the little zombie alone. In this short period of time, he had already planned to bring the little zombie with him. How would his friends and family feel about it? Mo Yan said that this was his baby, and it was useless for them to object.
After sitting on the bed holding the little zombie for a while, Mo Yan took the little zombie by the hand and walked downstairs, intending to catch a zombie to test his ideas.
The nails on the little zombie's hands are very sharp. They were afraid of hurting Mo Yan. At the beginning, the little zombie refused to hold the little hand with Mo Yan, hugging the neck and waist, etc. The little zombie's nails are better controlled, but the little zombie's hand Mo Yan is smaller, and when Mo Yan is wrapped in the palm of his hand, his fingernails will definitely scratch the palm of Mo Yan's hand.
The little zombie looked at Mo Yan's hand eagerly, wanting to hold it but not daring to hold it, showing a look of grievance.
Mo Yan felt very distressed, he thought about it, found a glove in the space, and modified it. He cut off the palm of the glove violently, leaving only the finger cots, which could prevent the little zombies' nails from hurting. To him, the palms of the two can also touch together.
When the two held hands, Mo Yan felt that the little zombie's mood became very happy.
There were small zombies, and those low-level zombies resisted at all. Mo Yan grabbed a zombie at random, and then took out the crystal nucleus and fed it to the zombie.
The little zombie just started to see that Mo Yan was going to feed the crystal nucleus to other wild zombies, and he was angry and directly abolished the zombie. Later, Mo Yan coaxed and explained it many times. Only then did the zombies understand that Mo Yan didn't want to raise other wild zombies, and that's why they didn't shoot violently again.
Similar to what Mo Yan thought, the promotion of zombies has something to do with the crystal nucleus.
He took about twenty first-grade crystal nuclei and fed them into the stomach of that first-grade zombie, but after a while, the zombie evolved into a second-grade zombie.
After verifying his conjecture, Mo Yan solved the experimental zombies without hesitation, used the fire ability to burn out the zombies, and took out a clean secondary crystal nucleus.
Back at the little zombie's territory, Mo Yan couldn't wait to take out all the crystal nuclei on his body and plan to feed it to his little zombie.
"Roar"
The little zombie turned his head and stepped back, pointing at the crystal nucleus with one hand and Mo Yan with the other, just not letting Mo Yan feed him the crystal nucleus.
Mo Yan looked at the little zombie's movements, feeling both ironed and helpless in his heart.
How can his little zombie baby be so cute and distressing, he just wants to hold it in his arms and pamper him.
"Good." Mo Yan sat the little zombie in his arms and coaxed: "Baby eats these, and it will be even more powerful in the future. You can protect me and not talk, maybe you can speak."
"Do you want to talk to me, baby?" Before waiting for the little zombie to respond, Mo Yan said to himself, "I really want to hear baby's voice."
The little zombie listened very quietly. He tilted his head and seemed to be thinking.
"Do you want to hold me and hold hands with me, baby? When the baby eats these nuclei, he will be able to take back his nails." Mo Yan held the little zombie's hand and put the long and sharp finger on the little zombie's hand. The nails shook in front of the little zombie.
The little zombie was attracted by the nails on his hands.
Mo Yan is not in a hurry. He knows that the little zombies in his family can understand, but they are slow to understand and think, and most of the time they act on instinct.
After waiting for a while, the little zombie reacted. He pointed to Mo Yan, then to himself, and finally to the crystal nucleus on the side.
When the action was over, he quietly looked at Mo Yan.
"We're together?" Mo Yan thought about the meaning of the little zombie's actions.
The little zombie tilted his head and nodded.
Mo Yan smiled slightly.
The little zombies in his family are going to be shared with him.
Mo Yan didn't speak, the little zombie seemed to be in a hurry, he shook his hand, and then covered his mouth.
Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, does this mean that he won't eat if he doesn't need the crystal core
The guts are a little fat.
Not too cute.
Mo Yan's heart moved, and he wanted to beat the little zombie's ass to make him obedient, but looking at the little zombie's very determined actions, he knew that the little zombie was stubborn with him, if he really didn't need these crystals. Nuclear, small zombies are estimated to be unnecessary.
Mo Yan was helpless and rubbed the little zombie's head.
The little zombie put down the hand covering his mouth, a little happy.
In this way, one person and one zombie divided the crystal core into two and began to absorb it.
People are different from zombies. The little zombies don’t need to be fed by Mo Yan. They grab the crystal core and swallow it in their stomach. They are skilled. Obviously, they used to do this often, and their current level should also swallow a lot of crystal cores.
Mo Yan came to this conclusion after watching the little zombie eat the crystal nucleus like a jelly bean.
The little zombie who was officially eating saw that Mo Yan did not move, so he stopped and pointed to the crystal nucleus, with a hint of urging.
"Okay, okay, I got it, baby."
What an adorable little baby.
Most of these nuclei are first-level, with only dozens of second-level ones, and even fewer third-level ones, only a few. Therefore, Mo Yan was absorbed very quickly, and those first-level crystal nuclei were almost turned into powder in the palm of his hand.
After Mo Yan had absorbed all the crystal cores, he opened his eyes and saw the little zombie standing in front of the bed, staring at him without blinking.
At this time, the sky was already dark, the end of the world was coming, and the electricity had already been cut off. At this moment, the place they were in was dark. If it wasn't for the relationship between the supernatural powers, Mo Yan could see things in the dark. The little zombie's scarlet eyes in the dark were frightened.
Mo Yan calmly hugged the little zombie's waist and brought the little zombie to his body: "Wait for a long time?"
"Roar"
The little zombie screamed softly.
Mo Yan's heart was itching, and he was scratched by the little zombie. He didn't wait for him to tell him what method to use to get the little zombie to scratch him again to relieve the itching. The little zombie held a pile of food in front of Mo Yan's eyes.
Before I could stop the itching, I was stung several times by this little cutie.
Mo Yan grabbed the little zombie's arm even harder, then lowered his head and gave the culprit who made him itchy a big kiss.
"It's really a baby." Mo Yan's low voice came from the darkness.
Unable to adapt to the darkness, Mo Yan took out a flashlight from the space, and the surroundings suddenly became brighter.
The little zombie looked curiously at what was in Mo Yan's hand, and then handed the food in front of Mo Yan.
Mo Yan scratched the nose of the little zombie, took the food and started eating.
I didn't eat lunch and dinner, and in the morning I used a lot of powers and killed a lot of zombies. No matter how much Mo Yan could bear, he would be really hungry.
He eats fast, but he doesn't look awkward and vulgar at all, but has an elegant temperament, which is somewhat charming.
No, it's a zombie fan.
The little zombie stared blankly at Mo Yan eating, and there was a sense of ignorance and obsession all over his body.
After quickly solving the problem of food and clothing in the stomach, Mo Yan began to check the effect of the little zombies eating "snacks" in the afternoon.
He asked the little zombie to release the ability, felt it, and found that the ability of the little zombie was indeed improved compared to when he first encountered it. It was just released, not aimed at him, and goose bumps were already on his hands.
This is a red flag.
Mo Yan was very satisfied, thinking that there were too few third-level crystal cores absorbed by the little zombies in the afternoon, he should hunt more.
Late at night, because of the presence of the little zombies, Mo Yan slept quite peacefully and was more satisfied than ever.
The system looked at Mo Yan who was sleeping outside, and the little master who had no memory and only instinct, and wanted to recreate it in a melancholy self-blame.
It failed to protect the little master again.