Long Yan dragged Chu Lin and the car stepped on the accelerator and ran towards the road ahead.

Lin Mo stuck his little head out of the car window and watched helplessly as the two people fell out of the car and rolled several times.

The player next to him thought he was watching his guild president and quickly comforted him.

"The president will be back soon."

Lin Mo let out a dull sigh.

"233, I don't hate either Long Yan or Chu Lin. They have the same aura."

233 Excited: [Mo Mo, did you remember something? 】

Lin Mo nodded.

After he ate some of the crystal core of the mutated banyan tree, he remembered more and more things.

Including his master's affairs.

Lin Mo was sure that Long Yan and Chu Lin were both his master's soul fragments.

Because even if he turns into a zombie, he is actually a little wary of other people and is unwilling to let them touch him.

Only the touch of Chu Lin, Long Yan and Song Yunzhi would not disgust him.

The owner of this copy has many soul fragments, three of them.

And he was used to hitting them whenever he saw them.

Lin Mo bit his fingernails: "Long Yan is a player, so some of the master's soul fragments are players."

He took out his fingers and counted them.

"The previous Chen Ke, Tang Yuan, Wu Heng, Beixing, right? I don't hate him either, but I'm not sure."

233: [I don’t know either, we don’t have soul detection tools here either. 】

Everything can only rely on Lin Mo's intuition.

Lin Mo was a little worried, hoping that Long Yan and Chu Lin would not beat each other to death, otherwise they would not be able to collect the fragments.

The convoy returned to the base, and Lin Mo slowly got out of the car.

As soon as he showed up, he was surrounded by people at the base gate.

Two rows of people stood guard on both sides of him with guns in hand. It was so loud that it was hard not to notice.

Lin Mo: ...I don’t want to be so high-profile.

With this high profile, almost everyone at the door paid attention to Lin Mo.

The young man's beautiful face and clean temperament can attract attention at a glance, even if his height does not stand out among the crowd.

The entrance was as lively as a vegetable market just now, but now it was as quiet as if you had entered a library.

Lin Mo stood on tiptoes and looked around with his beautiful eyes.

"queue?"

He pointed to the crowd of people detoxing over there.

Are they going to go there too?

He is a polite cat.

"No, we are internal personnel of the base and use special channels."

The players in the Dragon Flame Guild are generally affected by the Dragon Flame. Most of them are tall and rough men, and they usually speak loudly, as if they are quarreling.

At this moment, he held his voice tightly, for fear of scaring the pretty boy.

It was a bit awkward, but it really scared people. If they didn't say anything, they would probably get beaten up by the president.

Lin Mo said oh, of course he wouldn't be polite if there was a special passage.

Who wants to stay outside for too long when the sun is shining like this?

So he followed the other players and walked directly towards the gate.

When he arrived, the door alarm kept ringing.

The gatekeeper pretended not to hear and glanced at the boy secretly.

Lin Mo stepped through the gate, and the siren stopped immediately.

He tilted his head and stretched out his arm to the door curiously.

The beeping sound suddenly started again.

The young man quickly retracted his arm feeling guilty, especially when he realized that everyone was looking at him.

Feeling even more guilty, he raised his hands to cover his face and walked forward, pretending that those people couldn't see him.

He played the role of hiding one's ears and stealing the bell clearly.

He almost hit a telephone pole because of this.

Lin Mo: "233Am I embarrassed?"

Fortunately, although he is ashamed now, his face will not turn red.

233: [How is that possible? She is obviously the cutest. She is so pretty in Mo Mo so she won’t be embarrassed. 】

Anyway, it’s just a rainbow fart. Is it embarrassing for Momo? That's obviously cute and stupid!

Lin Mo's self-confidence surged after he was praised a few times.

I walked more and more with my head held high.

233 is all right!

Onlookers: He is so cute! ! !

All I can say is that looking at faces is indispensable at any time.

After all, even in the last days, there is no conflict between survival and appreciation of beauty.

Even because there are fewer and fewer human beings surviving now, and everyone is dusty, a good-looking person is particularly eye-catching when he appears in the crowd.

Even though he is a zombie.

But this zombie looks really harmless, and seems a little stupid.

"The base commander must be very lucky. Where did he pick this up?"

"Is he really a zombie? Why do I feel that we are more like zombies than him?"

"It's so beautiful, it feels like he's glowing."

"It's great. Seeing him more makes me motivated to work."

Now everyone is struggling on the line of fate. Some of them are purely appreciative of good-looking people like Lin Mo. They are self-aware that such a beautiful person should be a zombie. They cannot afford to raise him.

So just take a look.

Of course there are some people who are greedy.

Regardless of whether you want to own him or not, you can make a lot of money just by selling him to those with abundant supplies.

It's a pity that the zombie belongs to Long Yan, and there are so many people protecting him. Even if they are greedy, they can't get close.

When Lin Mo returned to the base, Zuo Anan took the time to give him some crystal cores, toys and other things.

Lin Mo blinked when he saw a black cat doll.

"233, we seem to have...forgot about the black cat."

233: Just forget it, that black cat doesn’t look like a good thing anyway.

233 felt a little bit in danger, always feeling that the black cat was here to compete with him for favor.

At this time, Black Cat had already arrived at the place where Lin Mo got into the car, panting.

Without Lin Mo's scent, the big black cat almost left the lasagna behind.

It's really... so difficult╥﹏╥

Lin Mo felt extremely guilty while holding the black cat doll.

However, Lin Maomao pouted and put the blame on Long Yan and Chu Lin.

"If the two of them hadn't fought back and forth, I wouldn't have forgotten it!"

"Will the black cat find me?"

"Should I go find it?"

Holding the black cat doll in his arms, Lin Mo sat neatly on the soft sofa wearing a loose and comfortable T-shirt, mumbling to himself systematically in his head.

"Lin Mo, what's wrong with you?"

The confusion on Lin Mo's face was too obvious.

Now his body and face are no longer stiff and he can make many expressions.

Apart from speaking, I still stutter a little. I can do short words, but when I speak long words, I stumble.

"cat."

Lin Mo had a lot of things to say in his mind, but only one word came out.

He took a deep breath, his beautiful little face wrinkled, and spoke slowly and clearly to Zuo An'an.

"My black cat didn't catch up."

Lin Mo's voice was soft and crisp, and even if he spoke slowly, it would not make people feel tired of waiting.

On the contrary, it makes people wish they could talk to him more and stay with him longer.

After Zuo Anan understood his request, he went to ask the team members who went out with the president.

I found out that there really was a cat, so I tried to contact the president who was still out and had not returned.

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