A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

After we finished the conversation, Jiali Miweier came out of the tea room with Niyo and said goodbye to Ai Weilang-it was just a few 10 minutes, and he was no longer as easy to reveal as when we first came in He lost his emotions, and turned back to the good leader who is dignified and restrained.

Before closing the door, I gave a last smile to my younger brother who had grown strong and wise enough alone, and went back to the previous residential building with them.

"...you have a younger brother who is the president," Niyo sat on the sofa in my room beside him, with a complicated expression as if he had eaten a pie that was pranked with cranberries, "my doctor Leotier. "

"Now that you know my so-called secret," I said to him with a smile, "shouldn't you also promise that you will never mention it to anyone, and you will never show your flaws in front of anyone?"

"I swear." Niyo held up three fingers and promised, "I'm sure I'm not that stupid when it comes to keeping my mouth shut."

"The memorial service will start early tomorrow morning. I will call you before eight o'clock. Remember to get up early." Jiali Miweier held Niyo and said as he walked towards the door of the room, "It's better for us to arrive early to avoid On the way, I was stopped by an inexplicable person."

"Okay." I agreed and sent them out the door.

I'm not very worried about being stopped about the memorial service. Even if I am stopped, it's nothing more than some problems that we have anticipated a long time ago, and it is not difficult to solve them.I'm just a little concerned that this mourning meeting, which was supposed to commemorate the dead, will eventually turn into a quagmire of people present with their own ulterior motives.

But this kind of thing has almost become the norm. Even if I care about it, I won't deliberately take care of it. In most cases, I will just watch.After thinking about it, I turned around and sat down at the desk after closing the door, and turned on the terminal computer.

"Leotir."

After plugging in the power and turning the system on, I heard Gerald call my name in a very small voice.I turned my head and smiled at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

He was still sitting on the sofa as in the afternoon, leaning on one side of the armrest, looking at me intently, "You are sad."

I was slightly taken aback, and didn't make a sound, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Why are you sad?" he asked.

I laughed again and asked back, "Since when did you think I was sad?"

"You look at...that...that?" He was stunned for a while, his eyes were a little confused, as if he was recalling Ai Weilang's name and characteristics, but he couldn't find the words to express it.

I moved the chair back a little bit, adjusted the angle of my sitting posture, put my elbows on my knees, got closer to him, and tried to explain: "The man you just met is my younger brother, his name is His name is Ai Weilang, my mother and I are used to calling him by his nickname, he is a very kind person."

Gerald nodded, looked at me for a few seconds, and asked again, "Why are you sad?"

"It's not really sad." I smiled, thinking about suitable adjectives, "He is very important to me, we rarely meet each other, and it is estimated that there will be fewer in the future, so it is somewhat uncomfortable."

"He didn't want to leave you." Gerald's expression became a little puzzled, probably not understanding what I meant, "Why don't we meet?"

"Even if I say it now, you may not understand it." I sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "If you want to listen, I can tell you slowly, but I have to wait for you to understand." Only when the ability is understood, wait for a while, shall we?"

Gerald stared at me for a few seconds, then nodded slowly.

"Go wash it, and remember to throw your clothes into the washer." I pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "Although you don't need sleep much, I don't know exactly what the HLM virus in your body is doing now, so It's better to rest early."

I connected the terminal computer in the room to my personal database, opened the data after setting up the security lock, and sorted out all the information we have learned in the recent period, and by the way, I also learned from Niyo I copied a copy of the materials of the participants of this memorial service.

In addition to the various representatives of the National Research Institute, the people who came to the memorial service this time also included the leaders of the major armies, including Jiali Miweier, and of course General Mecca.But apart from the two of them, I have almost never seen other military leaders, and I have no impression of the researchers sent by individual research institutes. Most of them are only familiar, and I don’t remember exactly where I saw them .

In the list, I also saw Ge Geerli, director of the Bitter Institute, and Xin Duoli was the only one who came with him.

When I was sorting out these materials, Gerald also went to the bathroom to rinse as I said, and when he came out, his hair was still wet, and the water drops fell down his neck and chest along the tail of his hair .He was wearing a bathrobe that was probably provided in the room, probably because he hadn’t worn this kind of bathrobe, and he didn’t even wear the belt around his waist. It's the same as not being toweled at all.

I glanced at his current image, couldn't help laughing, and beckoned to him, let him stand in front of me, helped him fasten his belt, and patted his belly that was about to become flat as before, casually Jokingly said: "It's a bit too comfortable for you to follow me for the past few months. Just throw away those beautiful muscles before, right?"

"……muscle?"

"It's a kind of internal tissue that can give your body strength." I explained briefly, and said, "We will return to the army in a few days, and you have to exercise your body again. Although your body has been completely affected by the HLM virus, It's pretty easy to shape, but it's not good to eat or sleep all the time."

Gerald lowered his head and glanced at his own belly, a little dazed, "...you want muscles?"

"I want you to be as healthy as ever." I said with a smile, "I like how you were fearless no matter what kind of enemy you faced at the Northern Research Institute, but fighting against the enemy requires a strong body, and I can't Made you fat."

"……like?"

"I really want to have it, I want to know something or someone's emotion." I pointed to the terminal computer in front of me, "For example, if you are curious about this computer and want to use or study it, you can count it as a It's a liking."

Gerald glanced at the screen that was on, and nodded with a vague understanding.

"Go and dry your hair." I pointed to his wet hair, "I'll go to rest after sorting out the materials."

As a matter of fact, Niyo has already done quite detailed sorting of these materials, and all I want to know is where these people are and what identities they are.The impact of the Northern Research Institute incident is too great, and the eyes of the outside world and the public have been staring at it. I have to pay more attention to this matter, and try not to omit any details.

After sorting out these and storing the data in the database, I closed the terminal, went into the bathroom and cleaned myself briefly.The facilities in this residential building are not bad. When I walked into the bathroom, Gerald's clothes had been washed and dried, and they were hung on the clothes rack beside him.No cleaning robot was found in the room, and it is estimated that it will not start automatically until the next morning.

When I came out of the bathroom, Gerald was lying on the bed on the left, drowsy.It seems that he is used to the biological clock of going to sleep at this time. This may be because the HLM virus only reduces the sleep time they need, but it does not have much impact on how long they want to sleep. Perhaps it was because the HLM virus in his body had weakened.In short, no matter what the reason is, having healthy eating habits and sleeping time is definitely not a bad thing.

I closed the curtains on the side controller, and turned off all the power at the same time, leaving only one night light still on.

When this was done, Gerald rolled over in the dim light, backlit from my angle, unable to see if he was staring at me - although I presume he was definitely. I read.

I walked to his bedside, glanced at the quilt covering his waist, and just bent down to pull it up for him, his hands suddenly touched my shoulders.I felt a huge pressure on my shoulders, and my body sank uncontrollably. I had to stretch out my other hand to support the bed, so as not to press my whole body directly on him.

I couldn't help but watch him press his forehead against my chest, and asked, "How are you going to let two people sleep together in such a small bed?"

Gerald raised his head slightly, rubbed his forehead against my chin, opened his eyes and stared at me with a sleepy expression, but he didn't speak, and he didn't let go of the hand that grabbed my shoulder.

"It's just today." I put my other hand on his back, supporting the weight of his upper body and saving my shoulders from too much pressure, while comforting me, "Tomorrow we will go back. "

Gerald stared at me for a while, then slowly let go of his hand, fell back on the bed, closed his eyes, and seemed to be in a daze, and indeed he was about to fall asleep.

I stroked his forehead lightly, sat back on my own bed, and gave him one last look to make sure he was sleeping soundly before turning over and lying down on the bed.