My attribute of fast time travel is upside down

Chapter 848 Zombie Raising Daily (186)

She's not sure if it can develop into love, but in the long run, it shouldn't be difficult for Yan Dongqing to stop thinking about biting her and scratching her in daily life.

In Bai Wei's memory, the upgraded Yan Dongqing gradually developed mature thinking and intelligence. Since then, he has learned to control his own desires, including but not limited to appetite and killing desires.

He no longer went crazy when he smelled the smell of humans like when he first mutated, tearing and biting uncontrollably.It's about being able to suppress the impulse in this area very well, so that I can only do it when I want and need it.

He became more rational, more thoughtful, and more human.

Qi Xue always thought that intelligence would gradually develop when the level of zombies reached a certain level.

Not only her, but all the surviving humans in the previous life thought so.

Now that I think about it, this may be a misunderstanding.

It is not the level that determines the intelligence, but the continuous accumulation of observations during the upgrade process, bit by bit, and when the intelligence is finally condensed and formed, it is already a high level.

If her guess is correct, it will allow Yan Dongqing to cultivate her mind as soon as possible.

In Qi Xue's view, the biggest difference between humans and zombies lies in their ability to control their emotions and desires.

Mature human beings can control their emotions very well and not let themselves be controlled by them, so they are rational and restrained, and it is more difficult to deal with.

Low-level zombies can't do this, but high-level zombies can.It's not because of poor grades, but because after years of training, those high-level zombies have developed intelligence.

And this intelligence can be stimulated first through guidance and training.

Qi Xue thought, why she insisted on changing the result of Yan Dongqing's zombification, this has become an established fact, and there is nothing she can do.

Instead of being immersed in the delusion of how to recall his past memories and sanity, and begging for the meager probability to fulfill his upside-down mission, it is better to accept the facts and re-teach him how to learn feelings and how to deal with things.

With Yan Dongqing's intelligence, the probability of success is definitely much higher than fantasy, and much faster.

Furthermore, it is said that a newborn baby is like a blank sheet of paper, and what kind of painting it will become in the future depends entirely on how the writer draws in the process.

Qi Xue is now the writer, so what kind of pattern Yan Dongqing wants to paint on this white paper is not entirely up to her will?

Then why not raise a mature zombie who is affectionate and devoted to her?
In Xiao Liu's words, this is called cultivation.

It turned out that the true face of her game was actually a nurturing game.

After experiencing it for so long, Qi Xue realized the true meaning of this plane for the first time.

With this kind of cognition, it seems to see a little bit of starlight on the dark road ahead.The depression in Qi Xue's heart caused by Yan Dongqing's picky eaters disappeared in an instant, and she became much brighter and more comfortable.

She is even more determined to leave as soon as possible. Only when she finds a relatively safe and stable place can she carry out her teaching plan with confidence.

Now this kind of dangerous place surrounded by zombies is not acceptable.

After all this, the question went back to the matter of leaving.

There is no need for Yan Dongqing to continue the test anymore, his attitude is very firm, and now he is disgusted by the smell, and it is impossible to eat the piece of meat.

Although I don't want to admit it anymore, Yan Dongqing is the kind of problem child who is picky eater and puts the quality of ingredients more important than his life.

When he was a human, he couldn't see it at all. It's really good to hide this recessive gene.

Qi Xue sighed while starting a new day of observation.

After several days of consumption, the zombies outside had exhausted their patience, and one even left without her knowing.

As for whether it was temporary or permanent, Qi Xue didn't know, and couldn't find out.

Observing the remaining zombies, they were now ravenous with hunger, and their already black and blue faces became even more pale due to hunger.

Qi Xue reckoned that if she threw the first full-grown bull over at this moment, they would be eaten up in minutes without leaving any crumbs.

Hunger made them more irritable, and the roars could be clearly heard through the solid wooden door.

The remaining zombies won't last long.

This sentence suddenly popped up in her mind, Qi Xue looked a little relieved.She made up her mind to wait another night, consume some more of their stamina and physical strength, and prepare for leaving tomorrow morning.

That night, Qi Xue, who had put the departure schedule on the agenda, felt a lot more relaxed, and she slept extraordinarily sweetly.

I thought I would be able to sleep until dawn without a dream, but when I was sleeping in the dark, a familiar itching spread across my neck.

Qi Xue subconsciously tilted her head to avoid the source of her discomfort.

After a few seconds of relief, the scratching itch came from the right side of the neck again, extending all the way to the chin area, accompanied by faint waves of warmth, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

"bother."

Qi Xue subconsciously hummed a word, anxiously wanting to scratch and pat with her hand, but her right hand seemed to be pressed down by a strong mountain, and she couldn't move at all.

She moaned and chirped a few times to express her dissatisfaction, and immediately gave up using her right hand and moved her left hand quickly.

This time it was easy to move, and he slapped the right side of the neck where the neck and chin were connected. A crisp 'slap' sound penetrated into the ears, shaking Qi Xue, who was sleeping in a daze and was unconscious. trembling.

The soft touch of the palm does not seem to be bad, it is quite comfortable to just stick to the palm so softly.

Qi Xue wasn't very sober, she hummed softly twice, and rubbed and kneaded the softness out of sleepiness.

The tender skin of the palm rubbed back and forth on the softness, which gave her a feeling of rubbing against the fluffy quilt, soft and comfortable.

Satisfied, Qi Xue sighed a few times, and couldn't help but puff a few more times.

It seemed that there was a muffled humming sound in her ears, Qi Xue was in a drowsy sleep, but she didn't hear it clearly, she just focused on her hair pruning business.

After being rubbed and abused, the softness of the palm seemed to have life, and it moved autonomously.The direction seemed to be from bottom to top and backward, as if he was raising his head.

Qi Xue was amused by the thoughts that emerged in her consciousness. She once thought that she had fallen asleep, was not awake, and was still dreaming.

Until gusts of warm breath hit the palm, scorching the delicate skin one after another, and humming intermittently into her ears, Qi Xue, who realized something was wrong, trembled all over her body, and subconsciously pushed the strange thing in her palm back violently. a push.

After a pattering sound, a loud bang of a heavy object resounded in the small, quiet space.

Waking up suddenly, Qi Xue opened her eyes abruptly, and all the sleepiness in her eyes disappeared.

The remaining warmth in her palm showed that she was not dreaming.

Heart sank with a 'thump', Qi Xue suddenly exerted force on her wrist, and her upper body stood up straight.

(End of this chapter)