In the last days, people spend crazy money to buy equipment.

Shen Musen didn't know what his psychology was, but he bent down and got in, locked it and leaned against the door tightly.

The movement outside became louder and louder, and in the dark passage, light cast a faint light along the skylight.

She glanced sideways and saw the child next to her curled up with her knees in her arms, with snot and tears on her face.

The roars of the zombies kept approaching, and the boy's body trembled more and more. She stretched out her hands to cover the boy's ears, and looked into his puppy-like eyes. She lip-synched: Close your eyes, don’t be afraid.

The boy closed his eyes obediently, and his trembling body slowly relaxed. He only felt the warmth on his face being very hot and reassuring.

Here, Sen Musen peered through the crack in the door to see what was going on outside. This wooden door was as fragile as a biscuit, and no one could escape even if a zombie noticed it.

Fortunately, they seemed to be rushing towards one place with purpose. Light and shadow intertwined inside the door, and roars and fishy smells were mixed in.

The boy covered his mouth and nose tightly, waiting for the zombies outside to run away.

In the darkness, Shen Musen's heartbeat was beating "bang bang bang" because he was afraid that he would still hear the noisy sound.

Shen Musen covered his cheek with his palm, and touched his neck with his fingertips. His eyes flashed: "Why are you staying here, sir?"

The boy's eyes turned red instantly, he lowered his head and sobbed in his childish voice.

"I...I'm alone. My parents were eaten by monsters."

Shen Musen dragged him into the passage, a wooden ladder that only allowed one person to pass alone. The top was dusty, and the spider webs hanging from the top could be seen through the light.

She took the boy's hand and climbed up. The wooden ladder led to a small attic on the second floor.

There was a blackened quilt spread in the corner of the attic, and a package of moldy bread that had been opened and half eaten.

"How long have you lived here? Where did all this food come from?"

The boy looked at the half piece of bread, as if his tear ducts were stabbed, tears fell down in big drops, leaving two tear stains on his dirty, black and muddy face.

"My mom and grandma gave it to me."

"Mom? Grandma?" Shen Musen asked with some confusion. Looking at the surrounding decoration, there was obviously no trace of adult life.

This little boy couldn't be lying. She opened the attic window. It was very stuffy inside. It felt better to let the wind blow in now.

On the bluestone downstairs, the corpse of the zombie was trampled to pieces, and the bloody footprints extended into the distance, while a few frightened crows spread their wings and flew high in the distance.

Shen Musen looked away, and the image of that old woman came to mind.

Looking at the boy looking directly at her, it couldn't really be such a coincidence.

"That was your grandma just now?"

The boy nodded, then shook his head.

"It's grandma, but she's not the grandma before. Although the grandma before hated mom, she would never eat her."

Tsk, Shen Musen looked at his young face. What a shadow must be left on such a young child to see such a bloody scene, but so what?

Shen Musen casually observed the objects around him, and when he came to a place, the dust on the stool had been piled up to two millimeters thick.

She picked up the ends of her hair and asked casually: "Where is your father?"

"Dad was also eaten by grandma."

"Then why weren't you eaten?"

"I was saved by the uncle next door."

"What about uncle?"

"Uncle was also eaten."

Shen Musen looked at the boy, as if he wanted to see through his soul. It seemed that there were survivors here, but it was a pity that they arrived a step too late.

"Then do you think uncle's meat is the most delicious or father's meat is the most delicious?"

"Huh?" The boy seemed confused by the question. He raised his head and looked at her in confusion.

Shen Musen looked at him with a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes and was cold.

"Sister, what do you mean? I just saved you."

The boy wiped the tears on his face, his black and white eyes were quite ignorant and innocent, and his puppy-like helpless eyes seemed to tell Shen Musen that the person in front of him was an ordinary child.

Shen Musen didn't accept this trick at all. She took out the cloud crane and raised it to her chest.

"How can a living person have no pulse? Besides, if you want to pretend to be a child, don't be so calm."

She chopped off the zombie's head in front of him, but he was not afraid and instead called her into the house. Facing the tide of hundreds of corpses, he was not afraid. Instead, he listened to her, a stranger, and calmed down.

"The most important thing is that here, seven or eight years old are still crying for their parents."

Facing Shen Musen's mocking eyes, the boy slowly straightened up. The cowardice on his body disappeared instantly, replaced by a bloodthirsty sneer. There was no emotion in his black and white eyes, and the look he looked at her revealed his interest in prey.

"Heh, it is indeed a very complicated protein."

Shen Musen had another grenade in his hand, and she looked at him. "What on earth are you?"

The protein in his mouth must be referring to himself. Brain-eating? Could it be an upgraded zombie? But look at his perfect human skin. After being exposed, there is no exposure or mutation. Instead, he has a rationality that is different from ordinary people.

Territory lord? Shen Musen held another grenade in his hand.

The boy laughed at her actions, his smile was hair-raising, and his exposed teeth were sinister.

"Sister, what are you afraid of? I won't eat you. There were so many spicy noodles outside just now, but I saved you."

Shen Musen has already pinched three thunderbolts in his hand. Did she hear it correctly? The monster in front of her is called Zombie Hot Tiao?

"Spicy strips?"

The boy nodded and tilted his head slightly. He seemed to think he was cute like this. But what I saw at Shen Musen was that his head was resting on his shoulders at a ninety-degree angle, which was extremely weird.

And the head was still smiling politely at her.

Chen Musen was in a panic inside, but he remained calm on the outside and had an aura of 1.8 meters. Considering that he had no way out at the moment and didn't know the strength of the opponent. The thoughts in my heart burst out. Monsters with reason can still negotiate, if they can negotiate.

"What exactly do you want to do?" She looked at him coldly.

"Click" his head returned, and the boy put his little hand to his lips. He was really thinking seriously, but the words coming out of his little mouth were frightening.

He said in a soft voice: "You know, it was because I managed to cultivate the second-level spicy strips as food. If I always eat those nutritious brains, I will become stupid. Just pay me one."

I don't know, Shen Musen roared in his heart. His face remained expressionless, neither sad nor happy. "Where can I find second-level zombies for you?"

"Aren't you a person with superpowers? The brains of superpowers are a great benefit to me."

Shen Musen took a deep breath after hearing this, her face instantly smiled brightly, and she hurriedly replied. "I'm sorry, I'm not a person with powers. I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have powers."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand to show him, "Look, fire escape, look at the ice wall, look at the water sword..."

Then in the boy's eyes, she was just shooting the air, like a monkey jumping up and down.

"That's enough. If you're not a superpower, how can you easily kill second-level zombies? Do you think I've never seen a superpower?"

Murderous aura burst out from the boy's body. He seemed to be angered by Shen Musen. His fingers turned into sharp blades, his black and white eyes turned into bloody eyes, and many strange lines appeared on his neck. These lines looked like vines or snake patterns.

His face gradually transformed into another demonic look. How to describe it? With black hair, red eyes, delicate facial features, and gray skin, he doesn't look like a normal child.

Shen Musen pulled the safety catch of the grenade and threw it, then started running out of the window.

The second floor or something is not as fast as saving one's life.