I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

Abeng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he heard Chinese from these maids. How should I put it? It was quite novel.

The two new guests also felt elated. Their arrival seemed to alarm the entire restaurant. More and more Japanese and waitresses came out of it, attracting the two warmly with hospitable expressions. Go in.

However, in Abeng's eyes, these two people are not really big shots. They are just sixth-order new humans. However, if these sixth-order new humans are placed here, their appearance cannot be underestimated. After all, in Wanhe Third District, Not to mention the sixth level, there are not even a few fourth level people to be seen, most of them are first and second level, and from time to time you can see new third level humans.

Not long after, a woman in white clothes came out, walked towards the two people, chatted for a few words in fluent Chinese, and introduced the two people into a private room. At the moment they entered, they I don’t know what he said, but he looked very proud, and a group of maids dispersed in all directions with smiles.

The woman in white summoned a few maids, said something in Japanese, and was about to leave. At this moment, her eyes glanced at Abeng on the steps opposite the door. Their eyes crossed each other, and the woman thought for a while. , said something to the maid again, and pointed one finger at Abeng. This scene made Abeng look strange.

After a while, he saw the woman walking towards him and walked to the door of the restaurant. She waved to him.

"Child, come here."

Abeng looked around blankly, and then he was sure that the child the woman mentioned was him. He raised his finger and pointed at himself, and the woman opposite nodded.

Although he didn't know what the woman was called and what she was doing, Abeng couldn't help but walked over curiously.

"Sister, what did you ask me to do?" Abeng asked politely.

The woman looked at him for a while, and then Abeng saw the look of pity flashing in her eyes, and he immediately knew why the woman called him.

This is really treating yourself like a beggar!

She knelt down, looked level with A Beng, and asked in a soft tone: "Are you Chinese?"

"Well, yes." Abeng nodded.

"Where are your parents?"

Although the woman is Japanese, she speaks Chinese fluently and Mandarin very clearly. If she hadn't spoken Japanese directly, Abeng would have almost thought that the woman was a pure Chinese.

Her words made Abeng silent for a while. Soon, he shook his head and said, "I...I don't have parents."

"No parents..." The pity in the woman's eyes became stronger, and she continued to ask: "What's your name?"

"I don't know. Some people call me A-Beng. Sister, just call me A-Beng."

"That's it. Are you hungry?" The woman tidied A Beng's dirty clothes and touched his stomach. This move made him feel uncomfortable. Except for Gong Xiao, no one seemed to be there. Dare to do this.

"I...my..." Abeng couldn't say anything for a long time. He was a zombie, an eighth-level zombie. How could he feel hungry? And even if he eats human food, he won't get much supplement. Therefore, he doesn't know how to answer this woman's question.

But the other party just smiled, and Abeng's hesitant answer seemed to her like he was shy and embarrassed to ask for anything from others.

She didn't care, she led Abeng to the second floor, took him into a box, and said softly: "Wait here for a moment, food will be delivered soon. My name is Sugiyama Ryoko, you call me That’s all Liangzi, I’m going to do my work first, I’ll find you later.”

"Oh oh oh."

With the same smile on her face as before, Sugiyama Ryoko turned around and was about to walk out of the box. At this time, Abeng realized and quickly stopped the other party: "Um...Sister Ryoko, I want to ask you about someone."

"who?"

Abeng quickly took out the photo that Yin Huangcheng gave him. Sugiyama Ryoko looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "I have never seen this person. Who is she to you?"

"She is my sister, I...I am looking for her."

"Is she in Wanhe Third District? If she is, I can help you look for her." Sugiyama Ryoko said. Abeng looked like he was eleven or twelve years old and was wearing tattered and dirty clothes. He might be overflowing with motherhood, which made her unable to help him. Want to help each other more.

If Abeng is looking for him in Wanhe Third District, with the power of Zhukouchuan Society, it will be relatively easy to find such a person. But if he is not in Wanhe Third District, Zhukouchuan has no choice. This is Yunxia Base. It belongs to China. Except for Chinese people, citizens of other countries here are third-class people. Moreover, Chinese people have great hatred towards Japanese people. Not to mention some ordinary people, even many eighth-level new humans in the upper echelons of Yunxia hate them. The Japanese people have great prejudices, and in the sixth year when Zhukou River had just established a foothold in Yunxia Base, two seventh-level new humans took the lead and smashed the newly established club headquarters. At that time, the strongest people were not eight level, but level seven!

It can be said that in the entire Yunxia base, the situation of the Japanese people is the worst. It still exists now. It is entirely because the Japanese people are the first foreigners to show their loyal attitude to the Chinese people, and in order to do so At this point, the two eighth-level new humans among the Japanese have completely played tricks on the two major forces in exchange for the conditions for the Japanese to survive in Yunxia Base.

But even so, the scope of activities of the Japanese people is limited to Wanhe District 3. Once they go to the outside world, without mastering fluent Chinese, the hatred stemming from their blood will make the Chinese people start a killing tournament without hesitation, because As a result, many Koreans died on the streets, which was also the reason for the hostility between Zhukouchuan and Nanxin.

Although the Japanese people felt extremely angry about this, they had no choice but to do anything. The resources were firmly in the hands of the two major forces. Most of the eighth-level new humans were Chinese, and the eighth-level new humans of foreign origin were continuously represented in the entire council. Not even one-tenth of it can be obtained. If you want to survive, you can only keep your tail between your legs.

"I don't know, I only know that she is at Yunxia Base." Abeng said hesitantly.

"That's it. Let me help you look for it. If there is any news, I will tell you."

"um. Thank you."

Abeng said sincerely. Not long after Sugiyama Ryoko went out, a plate of Tsukimi fried noodles was brought in. After the waiter left, Abeng took a bite and his expression became ferocious.

"It has no taste!"

He complained, but he couldn't have any leftovers, so he ate the half-cooked eggs first. In this plate of fried noodles, only the eggs were edible. As for the noodles? Sorry, zombies are not humans. Even if they can eat human food, the taste must be extreme, either extremely sweet or extremely spicy.