diskusbooks Chapter 136 Isn't one zombie in the house enough?
Chapter 136 Isn't one zombie in the house enough?
On the snow, the fallen object was transparent, reflecting a cold light. It was a mushroom carved from ice, with two large, bright eyes on its cap, staring back at Pei Sinian, clear and bright.
Pei Sinian paused, a ripple appearing in his usually calm, light-colored eyes behind his glasses, his gaze towards the little zombie growing increasingly hostile. "Where did you come from?"
The little zombie trembled, not daring to lie, "I...I...my new mom gave it to me."
New mom?
Two zombies, one large and one small, sized each other up with their gray eyes of the same color.
Their zombie muscles lacked elasticity, and most of them had expressionless faces. The little zombie even noticed that the zombie opposite him looked even uglier.
"New mother?" The three words seemed to be ground out from the throat, spoken in a flat tone, revealing no emotion.
"Ah, yes..." the zombie imp said with a mournful face, "It's the new mom."
The next second, its throat snapped, and it stared in horror, thinking it was about to be choked. But the powerful zombie held back and let go, ignoring it as it picked up the little mushroom ice sculpture from the ground, brushing off the snow that was sticking to it. It was cold and slippery, and not long ago, it had been held in the little fool's hand.
She abandoned him and ran away, giving the things he had given her to a ragtag zombie she had picked up.
Okay, very good, Meng Xiaoyou.
The man pinched the ring between the stem and the cap with his fingertips and slowly and gently twisted it.
"explain."
Having survived, the little zombie obediently placed its hands together in front of its body and sang dryly, "In this world—only—mothers are good, children with mothers…"
"I asked you to explain, not to sing."
Pei Sinian finally understood that not all evolved zombies could understand human speech.
Isn't having this one zombie in the house enough?
They always like to collect scraps outside. There are already several in the village, and now another one has come.
Where on earth did that idiot pick up this piece of trash?
Pei Sinian looked at the little zombie with a hint of disdain.
The little zombie's eyes widened like saucers, looking utterly aggrieved. "It all started with this song..."
It briefly described the process, saying that it approached Meng Xiaoyou by smell, and that the latter was sweet, like candy, which children like.
Pei Sinian disagreed, saying that it was bad for children to eat candy and that it was just right to leave it for them.
The little zombie ignored the adult zombie's death stare and remained lost in its memories.
“I saw she was cold—so I—covered myself with a blanket, and she hit me.”
It bared its teeth.
Pei Sinian then noticed that it only had one tooth left.
He neither confirmed nor denied that one should indeed pull out their teeth before fighting zombies to avoid being bitten by the smaller zombies.
He frowned when he heard Meng Xiaoyou say that she had been kidnapped.
Little zombie: "So-so—I'm going—to find another one of those bastards."
Pei Sinian: "..."
If I'm not mistaken, this "birds of a feather" is him.
He pushed up his glasses to hide the darkness in his eyes.
She used to be so nimble, but now that she's suffering outside, she thinks of him.
Mr. Zombie doesn't care about the lives of humans, but this human is someone he raised, and he can't just stand by and watch her be bullied.
Once they're caught, they can go back to doing their household chores behind closed doors.
He carried the little zombie back to the car.
Everyone in the car was stunned when Pei Sinian grabbed the little zombie.
It was the first time they had ever seen a talking zombie that could communicate with humans. What shocked them even more was that Pei Sinian had scared the zombie so badly.
After all, it was just a small zombie, and it seemed that their boss had easily taken care of it. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to watch the show.
Gu Jianguo keeps a cool notebook, recording the evolution of zombies that can talk and communicate with humans. Is it the depravity of the apocalypse, or the distortion of zombies?
He was holding a pen in his mouth, embracing the beautiful woman, and writing furiously with his head down. The front right door of the car opened, and he excitedly looked up, about to ask about the specifics of the zombies, when he met a pair of round, gray eyes. The little zombie even showed off its last remaining tooth and gave him a strange grin.
"Roar--"
The humans inside the vehicle: "!!!"
The driver was the first to be hit, and he wanted nothing more than to rush out the door. His female companion covered her mouth in panic, afraid to scream and attract the little zombie's attention.
"B-Boss, why did you bring zombies in here?"
And...she was sitting on his lap?
Pei Sinian also felt that this was inappropriate.
He washed the little zombie repeatedly outside the car, but it still felt dirty. Only the little idiot had ever sat in his arms; it couldn't sit on anything else.
The man shoved the zombie into the back of the car and warned, "Don't move. We're going to find your mother."
Whether intentional or not, the zombie was conveniently placed between the couple.
The three in the back row: "!!!"
"No, boss, it's...I...it...you..."
Gu Jianguo was rambling incoherently, but Pei Sinian, unusually understanding human fear, explained, "It dares not bite."
Two humans: "..."
Is this something it dares to do?
They wouldn't dare.
Mr. Zombie gave the little zombie a look, and the little zombie put on an obedient look, stiffly curling the corners of his mouth into a strange smile.
"..."
Sometimes when I'm out and about, I feel really down...
Meanwhile, Meng Xiaoyou was unaware that her non-human son and non-human shovel official had already joined forces.
The journey was delayed, so Mu Qingfeng drove extremely fast. Meng Xiaoyou held a piece of bread and ate it while sighing. She also touched her hair, feeling incredibly angry. She would secretly glare at the back of Mu Qingfeng's head from time to time.
This caused Mu Qingfeng's head to feel a chill. He raised his hand and touched it, confirming that the hair on the back of his head was still there. He then glanced at someone in the rearview mirror.
She was clearly an adult, but her face looked too young, with chubby cheeks, as if she had suffered a great injustice and wanted to glare her eyes out.
As a man, I shouldn't bully a young girl, but what can I do when she's a member of the Su family?
The Su family can only belong to Su Lanyue.
Mu Qingfeng forced himself to look away and stop paying attention to what was behind him.
The convoy drove for seven or eight hours straight without stopping. Before the apocalypse, four hours would have been considered fatigue driving, and the bodies of those with superpowers were much stronger than those of ordinary people.
Learning from the experience of Muquan County, we rested on the road even at night and did not set foot in the city.
The journey was extremely urgent, and Meng Xiaoyou had virtually no chance to escape. She could only secretly use her supernatural abilities to communicate with the zombies while they were fighting them, instructing them to follow the path she had come from and search for Pei Sinian.
Although she didn't know how long her superpowers could last, she wanted to do something and couldn't just sit and wait to die.
Meng Xiaoyou knew that this was just some psychological comfort, and Pei Sinian wouldn't receive it.
Little did they know that almost immediately after she left, the convoy behind her would be left with a pile of junk.