doomsday seclusion

"This..." Fang Lei thought seriously, "I'll just eat dry food."

"You can eat whatever you want." This time, he said to Lu Zhu, "After reaching the third level, the crystal cores of the first-level zombies are useless to me. It has no effect other than to restore the ability, let's wait for the second mutation to consider upgrading."

"Why do I feel like I've suddenly become an upstart..." Fang Lei was a little dizzy when the pie hit the sky suddenly.

In fact, both Xiang Luzhu and I understand that eating dry food is a bit of a torment for him. Xiang Luzhu and I have experienced the end of the world for a few years. We have already gotten used to anything that is not used to it, but Fang Lei is different. He is just a normal man who has suffered for more than a month, and his thinking and habit patterns have not been completely changed. He may have suffered a little bit in the survival team before, but after being with me, he has never suffered from hunger, lack of water Even because of the existence of vaccines and repellants, hunting zombies does not worry about the danger of life. Compared with many other people struggling in the last days, it is like living in heaven.

Under such circumstances, although he who has not experienced wind and frost is not as good as a greenhouse bluegrass, he is less adaptable than others.Of course, this does not mean that he should gnaw the bark of weeds in order to exercise himself. I just hope that in a comfortable environment, he can maintain himself and not lose himself.

"Green Bamboo, what do you eat?" He was dizzy, and he still didn't forget to ask the people beside him.

"Dry food." Xiang Lvzhu said meaninglessly, "Eat it early, wash and go to bed early. My mother is almost tired, and I don't have time to chew and taste delicious food."

"Then I'll eat dry food too." Fang Lei came back to his senses, and said, "Eat it early, wash and sleep together..."

"Go!" Before finishing speaking, Xiang Lvzhu blushed and kicked over.

I laughed, the real end-time people are like Xiang Lvzhu, pursuing everything that is good, but in fact, anything is fine.

The ten years of her second life allowed her to enjoy the warmth and wealth again. She enjoyed it but didn't indulge in it, and didn't wear away the precious part of herself that endured hardship and hard work. Such a person, no matter where they are, can live a good life.

Back at the mansion where they stayed, the two of them with a clear goal immediately went into the dining room and began to unpack the boxes. When Fang Lei asked what to eat, he grabbed a few bags from Xiang Lvzhu and said, "That's all!"

"Fish cakes, dried fish, fish cakes, and fish fillets...they are all fish." Fang Lei was dumbfounded.

"Doesn't my mother want to be a cat today?" Xiang Lvzhu frowned.

I blinked, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I immediately exchanged a set of low-cut, slender waist cat-eared maid outfit and stuffed it into her hand: "Sheng Hui, the friendship price is free."

"Thank you." She smiled charmingly.

"Success, success, of course!" The man who was still hesitating just now immediately gave up his integrity and nodded, "Is it enough? If not, there are canned mackerel, tuna and eel here..."

Xiang Lvzhu opened his mouth, and just about to say a few words, the knock on the door sounded as if he was grabbing a point.

bump bump...

The noisy restaurant fell silent for a moment.

half an hour.

Fang Lei: "Could it be..."

Xiang Lvzhu: "Probably..."

I opened the door expressionlessly.

A ball of tearful mochi stuck to my thigh with a "click".

"Wow, Ah Ling..." The little guy cried loudly, and the pile of crystal nuclei that was originally hugging his chest was scattered all over the ground again: "Don't want me!"

I:"……"

Fang Lei: "..."

Xiang Lvzhu: "..."

"Cough!" Fang Lei came back to his senses first, and coughed: "Luzhu, let's go back to the room to eat?"

"No." Glaring at Luzhu, "What a show..."

I rub my forehead.

"Don't cry." I patted his head, "Didn't you say you have to persuade Zhuo?"

Even if Zhuo was overwhelmed by anger this morning and didn't have time to look at his notebook, there was always a chance to get a glimpse of it on the way, but he didn't come back, and the meaning was already obvious.

but……

"How did you gain control of your body?" Judging from the time when Mu woke up and rushed back, Zhuo should have lost consciousness very early. It was broad daylight and it was not time for bed. Could it be that he met him on the road? What trouble?

"He was meditating and accidentally fell asleep." Mu wiped away his tears indiscriminately, his eyes still moist like a deer.

...it's surprisingly simple.

"Ah Ling," Mu said again, "I left him another message, this time he will definitely not leave again."

"Are you sure?"

"……Sure."

"Don't lie." I squatted down and looked at him. "What did you say to him?"

His eyes fluttered, he swayed a bit, and then he handed me the notebook.

I turned directly to the second-to-last page of my writing, and as soon as I opened the page, the pent-up anger rushed towards me like a sword.

Zhuo's handwriting is flamboyant and angry, and the strength of the pen penetrates the back of the paper, and one can feel the strong and attacking emotions in it.

【Don't be too pushy... This is my body, not something that can make you act presumptuously. 】【Also, as I said, keep you away from that guy who can't read minds. 】

【He doesn't know good or evil, so aren't you afraid to enter the research institute again? 】

The characters in the subtitles are jerky and crooked, like a child practicing calligraphy.

[I didn't say I'm leaving, I want to go back, don't run away! 】

【A Ling is not a bad guy! 】

【Woooo... Ah Ling, don't hate me...】

I looked up from the pages and glanced at the curtain.

The little guy shrank his neck and sniffed from time to time.

The last page written.

Zhuo was almost mad:

[Don't run back again! 】

[Don't get close to that guy again! 】

【Stop wearing those damn childish nightgowns! 】

【this.yes.I.of.body.Body, remember it well for me! 】

The curtain still persists:

【Then don't run around. 】

【A Ling is not a bad person. 】

[We are children now. 】

【Well, I remember. 】

[PS But if you act recklessly, revenge will not succeed.Ah Ling will be with us, so don't worry. ] I sighed, looking like two low-IQ kindergarteners arguing, looking at Mu: "Do you think these words can convince him?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as he runs away from home, I will run back, so that he will never be able to reach the safe base for the rest of his life." He is full of confidence.

"..."

This kind of problem is still not resolved, there is no way, I can only talk to Zhuo Shang tomorrow.

"Okay, you're tired all the way back." I patted his head, "Let's have a meal together, then take a shower and rest."

"Yeah!" He jumped happily in front of the carton full of cans.

I shook my head and made a loaf of toast.

***

The next day, I got up early in the morning and stood by.

I flipped through the book in my hand, but the words on the page didn't take much into my heart.

Nearly halfway through, the short child on the bed opened his eyes without warning, like the dead in a horror movie.

If you are not mentally prepared for this, it will really scare many people.

But I wasn't the only one who was mentally prepared. Seeing the scene in the room, Zhuo's face was tense, and this time he didn't leave quietly again, but looked directly at me sitting on the chair.

Thanks to my insistence last night, Mu didn't put on the dinosaur costume again, which also made Zhuo look calmer at the moment.

"Let's talk," I said.