Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

As for what the punishment is, it goes without saying that Zheng Zhouxing, as a person who has been punished countless times, naturally knows it very well.

But this time, Zheng Zhouxing's actions really surprised Nan Qiao.

She thought Zheng Zhou Guild would collapse and scream, but in fact he didn't.

Not only that, he also stretched out his hand, and under Nan Qiao's unclear gaze, he slowly put his hand on her chest, covering it with his whole palm.

...

Is this... playing hooligan?

A question mark slowly appeared on Nan Qiao's head?

Zheng Zhouxing raised his head and looked at Nan Qiao.

"But I think you should be alive." Neither a zombie nor a dead person.

How could this be possible for someone as powerful as Nan Qiao?

He doesn't believe it.

The heartbeat under the palm of his hand was weak and slow, completely different from the heart that was always pounding in his chest, but it was always there and never stopped.

Zombies don’t have heartbeats, and dead people don’t either.

Therefore, Nan Qiao is neither.

Looking back afterward, Zheng Zhouxing himself didn't know why he made this move. Who was he trying to convince?

"Tsk~" Nan Qiao made a soft tut sound in his mouth. It's unbelievable. Why did this guy suddenly grow a brain?

I actually found the third answer.

"Okay, you guessed it right." Nan Qiao shrugged, acquiescing to Zheng Zhouxing's statement.

The client was indeed dead when she arrived, but she came back to life after she arrived.

If you say she's a dead person, that's not true. If you say she's a living person, it doesn't seem entirely true.

Moreover, since you have died once, the sequelae are inevitable.

For example, the face is pale, the heartbeat is slow, the body is cold, etc.

But it's not a big problem, and Nan Qiao doesn't bother to care about it.

It's just a bit of a pity now.

"Luckily I escaped punishment, but it's such a pity." She thought she would be able to eat meat again.

After Nan Qiao said that, he stood up from the ground, flicked the non-existent dust on his clothes, and put away the regret on his face.

"Read it slowly. Oh, by the way, the password for the computer is ****." I don't know how long it will take to turn over these paper materials. It will take years and months to finish.

"Remember to clean up the floor."

Although in fact there is no need to clean up, I will be leaving in a few days anyway.

But Nan Qiao was unhappy because he couldn't eat meat, so he had to find something to do for Zheng Zhouxing.

"Nan Qiao."

Zheng Zhouxing stood up from the ground, looked at Nan Qiao's leaving figure, and called out in a low voice.

Nan Qiao paused slightly, and something suddenly flashed in her mind. Well, she had actually forgotten to tell Zheng Zhouxing her name.

"Is something wrong?"

Zheng Zhouxing's mouth was a little dry:

"What kind of experiment is it?" The words "dead" went to his head for a moment. Now that I think about it, the so-called experiment and the experimental subjects should be more worthy of investigation.

"Don't you have all the lab reports?"

"See for yourself."

After saying that, Nan Qiao left without looking back.

Zheng Zhouxing was left in a daze, looking at the information flying all over the floor, as well as the "brick" that he had thrown away more than once.

Picked it up a third time.

Zheng Zhouxing ignored the data and flipped through the pages carefully, not missing any annotations.

He saw the names of all kinds of strange potions, few of which he recognized.

Thinking of Nan Qiao's words, Zheng Zhouxing looked at the computer aside, then took the information and sat down in front of the computer.

The laboratory has an independent power supply. Even after the end of the world, it did not collapse and was still running.

The computer started slowly. Zheng Zhouxing tapped his fingers on the keyboard a few times, entered the password, and successfully entered the intranet.

He entered the name of the potion word by word, and the pop-up window was still full of text.

He has not looked up a few in total, but so far, there is no potion that can make people feel comfortable.

A series of records flashed through his mind, exactly what was marked under the potion in the experiment report.

"Fainted three times..."

"The body was violently twitching, and there was hypothermia..."

"Cardiac arrest..."

...

It still sounds quite scary.

But, this is what she has really experienced.

Zheng Zhouxing's family background is good, it can even be said to be very good, very good. He has lived a smooth life since he was a child. The greatest physical pain he has experienced is what he suffered when the end of the world came and he awakened his powers.

Probably because he had awakened more than one ability, the process was extremely difficult.

One moment, the whole body was so hot that it hurt, as if it was about to be burned away. The next moment, the whole body was trembling with cold, and the teeth could not stop chattering.

At that time, Zheng Zhouxing even felt that he would not be able to hold on any longer.

Just to that extent, Zheng Zhouxing was already very reluctant to think about it.

It was really unimaginable that Nan Qiao could still, at least on the surface, stand in front of him like a normal person after going through all this.

Moreover, she also has superpowers and is so strong, so the process is not much easier than him, right?

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhouxing felt a little confused for a moment, and an indescribable feeling of complexity enveloped him.

He didn't know what to think. Logically speaking, for someone who had brought him almost endless humiliation, seeing that she had such a miserable experience, shouldn't the first thing he felt be excitement? At least, it should be Take pleasure in your misfortune.

After all, he even vowed in his heart to kill Nan Qiao at the beginning.

But now, why not?

On the contrary, the more he turned back and saw more things, the more he felt depressed and panicked, as if a huge stone was pressing on it.

"Snapped-"

After closing the document, Zheng Zhouxing couldn't stand it anymore.

It must be that he is too kind and his moral character is too noble, and he cannot bear the suffering of others, so he cannot stand it.

Even to a bad person.

That's definitely the case. It's normal for people like him to have such troubles.

Otherwise, as the son of a high-ranking official, even if the end of the world comes, as long as he wants to, he only needs to enjoy himself. There is no need to personally carry out such a dangerous mission.

That’s why it was...

Bah, bah, bah, why did we get around to this question again!

He is so good, he is so good...

Zheng Zhouxing persuaded himself in his heart and instinctively gave no other reasons.

Out of sight and out of mind, Zheng Zhouxing picked up the information that made him upset, walked back to the bookcase, and stuffed it back casually.

He didn’t want to look at any information. Nan Qiao allowed him to look at the computer anyway. It shouldn’t matter if he gave him a USB flash drive and asked him to copy it, right?

Zheng Zhouxing originally wanted to leave directly, but as soon as he took steps, he unconsciously remembered what Nan Qiao said.

"It's so annoying." It's the end of the world, and she doesn't even read the information, so why bother?

Where did she get all those problems?

Zheng Zhouxing scratched his hair irritably, turned around reluctantly, squatted down, picked up the materials scattered on the floor one by one and stuffed them back into the cabinet.

After a special check to make sure that there was absolutely no book left on the ground, Zheng Zhouxing left.

******

When eating in the evening, it still tasted the same, and it was obviously his most proud craft. As Zheng Zhouxing ate, he felt that the food did not taste good.

Zheng Zhouxing is not a person who pays too much attention to face. On the contrary, he can be said to be very open-minded. Otherwise, he might not be able to sit at the same table with Nan Qiao and eat so calmly.

The philosophy that Zheng Zhouxing has always pursued is that no matter what happens, he can never lose himself.

Especially after the end of the world, every meal is hard-earned.

He didn't know how Nan Qiao did it. Although there seemed to be nothing here, almost every meal contained very fresh ingredients.

If he hadn't already had experience cooking by himself for a long time, he would have almost thought that these ingredients were things soaked in jars in the secret room.

However, since Nan Qiao provided such a precious item, Zheng Zhouxing naturally could not waste it. As soon as it was meal time, after cooking, he just immersed himself in eating and never took a closer look at Nan Qiao.

But today, his eyes always fell uncontrollably on Nan Qiao sitting opposite, and he was inexplicably lost in thought.

She was also eating with her head lowered, her pale skin looking a little fragile under the bright light, her eyes lowered, her eyelashes thick and long, casting a shadow under her eyes.

She ate very inattentively, taking a long time to pick up her chopsticks, and only picked up the dish in front of her.

When she took a bite, she had to chew it for a long time before swallowing it, as if she was doing something she was very reluctant to do.

This kind of scene, before the end of the world, could still be interpreted as Nan Qiao being a picky eater, or simply having a bad appetite.

But in the post-apocalyptic world, being able to avoid gobbling up food while eating was considered extremely elegant. She looked almost worried about eating, which was really weird.

His mind was full of chaos, with all kinds of scenarios, from being caught at the beginning, to the stupid ways he used to send himself out, and the so-called punishment that Nan Qiao deliberately teased him with later...and, what I watched today obtained experimental data.

Nan Qiao naturally felt Zheng Zhouxing's gaze that was almost glued to him, and he probably knew the reason in his heart.

But she doesn't mind, she has no so-called self-esteem.

Sympathy, in fact, is a good place to start, isn't it?

But even so, the character is still here, and Nan Qiao can't just pretend to be pitiful towards Zheng Zhouxing.

"I can't grow flowers on my face." Nan Qiao stirred in his bowl casually with his chopsticks without even raising his head.

"Look again, I'll do it to you."

"You!" Zheng Zhouxing was startled for a moment. When he realized what Nan Qiao had said, he blushed and immediately looked away.

This man is really, as bad as ever.