After the rebirth of the world-weary zombie emperor, he was kissed and cried every day

In the early morning, the sun had just risen and a hazy mist filled the air.

The zombies that were originally roaring and wandering around, now stood in an orderly manner on both sides of the road like well-trained soldiers, without making any sound, as if they were welcoming someone's arrival.

The surrounding environment was eerily quiet, as if time had stopped.

After a while, a slight rumbling sound broke the eerie silence, and a cleaned truck was driving slowly on the road.

The car looked a little shabby, but it was very clean, and it was out of place in this dilapidated city full of dust and corpses.

What is more eye-catching than the truck is the two zombies standing on the roof. From their body shape and dry hair, it can be seen that they are a man and a woman. Although they are thin, they exude an aura of majesty and terror.

The truck was driving on the road. The giant vines and vehicles blocking the road were crushed by the wind, and the cracks in the ground were filled with metal.

After the truck passed, the metal used to fill the road disappeared without a trace, leaving only green powder on the ground, floating in the wind.

The truck made a loud noise and quickly attracted the attention of others.

Not far away, in a residential building that survived the rampant growth of vines, a survivor stood by the window and watched the scene. His originally vigilant expression gradually turned into shock, and he opened his mouth involuntarily.

After inhaling a mouthful of dust, he came to his senses and spat a few times, trying to spit out the powder in his mouth.

"Bah bah bah."

But it was too late. The vines were crushed along with the branches and leaves, and although the toxins inside were diluted a lot, they still existed.

Soon his mouth swelled up like two fat sausages. He turned his head with difficulty and shouted incoherently at the person lying on the floor in the room.

"Zhang...Brother Zhang, there's a dead body downstairs!"

Zhang Rui was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by him. He scratched his hair in annoyance. He stayed up all night yesterday and was woken up just after he closed his eyes for a while. He didn't get enough rest. The blue veins on his temples were throbbing wildly and his head was aching.

He opened his eyes, lowered his voice, and shouted at him with annoyance on his face.

"What the hell? Who's driving? Can you speak more clearly?"

After saying that, she was surprised by his new look. She instantly woke up and looked at him in disbelief.

"Shit, you went to eat vines?!"

The person at the window covered his swollen mouth, waved at him, pointed outside, and spoke anxiously.

"No, you're cool, come and see."

Seeing this, although Zhang Rui was a little dissatisfied, he still strode over and quickly got the same style as him. He covered his mouth, pulled him down to squat, hid under the window, slapped him on the back, and glared at him fiercely.

"Fuck you, why didn't you remind me?"

The person next to him was knocked to the ground, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face, as if he was used to it. After getting up from the ground, he squatted beside him again and whispered.

"I'm sorry, Wang La." Thinking of something, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Zhang Rui's bound hands, and his voice trembled involuntarily.

"Zhang Guo, are we going to die?"

"Shut up, why are you dying? Go and tell the others to hide."

After Zhang Rui finished speaking, he pushed him forward. After he left, he tore a piece of cloth from his clothes without hesitation and tied it on his face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. He carefully stuck his head out and looked vigilantly at the truck moving below, and the zombies on it that were skilled in using their superpowers. Thinking of some rumors he had heard before coming to the capital, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

He held his breath and kept praying in his heart that the zombies would not discover them. Fortunately, God heard his prayers, and the truck below did not stop, but drove straight out of the city. After the truck left, the zombies downstairs that moved again did not discover them.

Zhang Rui then dared to breathe, gasping for breath. It was as if all his strength had been drained out of him, and he collapsed to the ground covered in sweat.

Wet beads of sweat slid down his forehead. Zhang Rui raised his hand to wipe it off, then stood up with the help of the window, and watched the truck going further and further away. After successfully escaping with his life, his courage returned to him, and he no longer had the mind to complain.

This truck is driving too slowly. It's worse than running.

Su Qian leaned on the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Unlike what Zhang Rui thought, Su Qian noticed their presence when passing by the building, but he was just too lazy to waste time taking action.

He left three zombies with special powers in the capital, and these people will die sooner or later.

However, at this moment, his thoughts were in sync with Zhang Rui's, because Song Ci was driving really slowly, so slowly. At this speed, they might not leave the capital until Lu Huaishan woke up.

Su Qian opened his eyes and turned to look at Song Ci, who was extremely nervous with shaking hands. The depression lingering between his eyebrows was frightening.

Noticing his gaze, Song Ci trembled even more violently, and subconsciously apologized, "I'm sorry."

"parking."

"Wha...what?"

"parking."

Su Qian repeated it again in a good-tempered manner, but his voice was still cold and frightening.

Song Ci quickly stopped the car, got out holding the ragdoll cat curled between the seats, and looked at him timidly.

When the end of the world came, he originally wanted to run out and bite the zombies to end it all, but he gave up the idea when he thought of the cats in the house.

But the only thing he could do was draw, and it was obvious that it was impossible for him to survive with cats with his limited ability.

He managed to survive for half a month relying on the food he had stored. Later, a group of people suddenly broke into his house, not only stole his food, but also wanted to capture his cat for food reserve.

The person on Song Song's body came at this time.

He asked if he could borrow his body, and Song Ci agreed without thinking.

After he came, the originally miserable life began to become no different from that before the apocalypse. Except for the poor food, there was no difference in other aspects.

It was even more comfortable because he didn't have to do anything but play with the kittens every day.

Song Ci didn't know what he wanted his body for. At first he thought it was an evil ghost who wanted to use his body for revenge, but later he found out that it wasn't the case.

Because most of the time, this person is possessed by the ragdoll cat.

He hangs around outside every day, as if he is looking for someone, and from time to time he brings back a few survivors. Only at this time will he possess himself and settle these people he brought back.

The days passed one by one, until a few days ago, Lu Huaishan brought the man in front of him to their villa.

Song Ci watched him use his special ability to conjure up a crystal ball, a marriage certificate, a pocket watch, and a photo with another person.

Then, she attached herself to him and successfully got close to Su Qian'an by using her mouth.

He has the memory of being possessed and knows that the person in front of him is a good person, but he is still afraid.

If possible, he actually wanted to stay in the villa because the people there looked more friendly and there was a child there.

Su Qian sat in the driver's seat, looking indifferently at the person who was daydreaming outside the car. He knocked on the window a few times with his fingers. When he saw that he had come to his senses, he turned his head slightly and motioned for him to get in the car.

Song Ci was like this in his previous life. Sometimes he was very stupid, and sometimes he was very smart. When asked, he was told that it was because of schizophrenia and the second personality he developed. I didn’t need to care about him.

Su Qian'an had spent quite a bit of time with him and was very used to the way he was. After thinking for a moment, and after he sat down, he began to ask.

"You really don't need me to help Sui Yi regain consciousness?"

Song Ci had helped him a lot in his previous life, so he was still willing to help him reunite with his lover, but it would only cost him a few drops of blood.

"Meow."

Song Ci quickly shook his head, blushing, and stammered, "No... no need, Your Highness..."

Su Qian nodded and said nothing more, "Okay, tell me if you change your mind."

After saying that, he fastened his seat belt, started the truck, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Compared to Song Ci's cautiousness, he drove with a crazy feeling of not caring about other people's lives. He used his supernatural powers to roll all the roadblocks to other places without the help of the zombies in the car.

The truck was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, completely ignoring what was ahead and driving at an astonishing speed.

Song Ci sat in the passenger seat and felt like his soul was about to fly out. He grabbed the armrest and closed his eyes, not daring to look, feeling that he might die in a car accident in the next second.

Wow, this person is really dangerous.