and sadness.

She didn't understand why this happened.She has only seen this kind of thing in movies and TV shows.She also didn't understand why Arthur didn't kill her, why didn't he stay to take care of his brother, but sent the delirious boy to the neighbor's house, but stayed with her instead.

"This is troublesome..."

She heard Arthur speaking in his trademark half-resignation, half-joking tone, as if he wanted to put a veil of frivolity on this absurd and heavy scene; The moment mother was eaten by Zoe, the haze on her face was just an illusion.

Zooey didn't understand at first why Arthur took her out of that city to this place.In the first few weeks she had hardly spoken, but Arthur had been patient with her, treating her like family.She felt that there might be some abnormality in Arthur's brain. After all, his sister who had no blood relationship died in front of him, and the murderer—he actually regarded the murderer as his family.

However, Zooey felt that there might be something wrong with herself.The more she gets along with Arthur, the more she feels that her memories and feelings of that day become blurred, and the crazy and split emotions are gradually moving away, and she even has no desire to eat the "three meals" that Arthur helped her bring back. Not so contradictory anymore.She actually began to adapt to life in this new home.

Although it seems wrong to call such a place "home".

After all, this is a place where even human-eating zombies can survive safely, Zoe sighed while picking up the garbage that was going to be brought to other "orphans".

People here live too freely.No, it is not so much liberty as moral corruption.Even the word "morality" itself has no meaning here.

Since Zoe knew that Arthur was a human trafficker, she no longer had unrealistic fantasies about these things.

However, although this is a place where all kinds of garbage can be thrown away, and most of the gatherings are scum and aliens who have been rejected and eliminated by society, at least the scum and aliens can live like themselves here.

No need to suppress anything, no need to compromise anything, live freely, unrestrained, wanton.

As long as you have the ability to survive.

When she returned home with the few trophies, she saw a new child that she had never seen before.Blonde hair and blue eyes, although the clothes are a little worn out, but very cute.She thought, it was another innocent child kidnapped by Arthur, and she was the trafficker's assistant and accomplice, and she wanted to send such a cute little guy to the wolf den.

The kid saw her come in and gave her a big smile, a rare one in this place indeed.The young man looked over with his green eyes and said, "Hello, sister, I am a knight."

Zooey nodded and smiled at him too.Thinking that the child will be bought in a few days.A week, two weeks at most.She felt that her conscience might have been completely dead the moment she turned into a zombie.

However, when she turned around, there was no longer a smile in the eyes of the knight looking at her, but a rare frown.

Of course, most people who come here to settle down have hidden secrets.

This is Meteor Street.

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The minimum temperature at which eggs are cooked is about 55 degrees Celsius.The refrigerator cannot be opened from the inside.The temperature drops by six degrees for every 1000 meters increase in altitude.

Zoe knows how to make three or four eggs, has never tried to open a refrigerator from the inside, and has never been to a place higher than 1000 meters above sea level.

Fresh eggs could hardly be found on Meteor Street, so no matter whether it was scrambled eggs, fried eggs, or soft-boiled eggs that Zoe had never learned to master, they couldn't make them.There is no refrigerator in Arthur's house, so no matter what food is eaten, it must be eaten as soon as possible, otherwise there will be an unpleasant sour smell.The southwest corner of Urubian Continent, where Meteor Street is located, is a low-altitude desert area. Only the westernmost seaside area is a little more comfortable. The eastern area where they live is really hot, whether there is rain or not, the temperature does not change much.When there is no rainfall, it is hot and dry, and after rain, it is muggy.

After all, she couldn't tell if she was still mourning the death of her parents.The idea of ​​setting up a mental sanatorium in a junk city was so outlandish that she felt dizzy just thinking about it.

Zoe was sitting on the broken sofa at the door basking in the sun, feeling the sun while imagining her current life.

The zombies she'd seen on TV had no self-awareness.Like Night of the Living Dead or Resident Evil.Although the mobility varies, some rely on hearing, vision or smell, but generally speaking, this is a group of monsters that can only scream and bite people.The walking dead.This is not only a good title, but also a good generalization of the zombie species.

The zombie's time stops at the moment of death, and from then on, it just wanders and rots on the edge of "neither life nor death".Zooey looked at her hands illuminated by the sun, and thought, at least she could choose to bask in the sun.

Is this supposed to be a good thing?

After becoming a zombie, Zooey lost the sense of taste of ordinary people.The food that used to be is now tasteless in her mouth.However, although I can no longer eat my favorite scrambled eggs and toast, there are not many people in Meteor Street who can eat it anyway.

On the other hand, the advantage of being a zombie is that she is no longer as sensitive to temperature as before.She doesn't sweat or feel uncomfortably hot, the only downside might be...

Corpses decompose faster in the heat and humidity.

About a week into the summer, Zoe discovered this problem, but it doesn't seem right to say that, because the person who discovered this problem first was actually Arthur.

"Zoe."

"Ok?"

"Why do you smell so bad?"

Zooey put the cuff close to her nose and sniffed: "Why can't I smell it?"

Arthur startled her by suddenly leaning in, his long brown hair brushing her neck, sniffing like she had just done, and crumpling all over his face. "Hey, what are you—the stench of corpses!"

Zooey pouted, thinking to herself, what kind of man would tell a girl that she stinks of corpses?But having said that, most of what Arthur said is true...

This is something that can't be helped, Zooey thought, after all, she is dead, and dead things will always rot.

It's the smell of the dead.

This was the knight's first reaction when he saw the woman with silver hair and blue eyes.

Moreover, this is the smell that a corpse that has rotted for a long time will emit.What the hell is going on with her?As far as he knew, the nearest mass grave was at least 1000 meters away from Arthur's residence, so it must not be because of the large number of dead bodies nearby.

Can a person continue to move after death?

The knight has never really believed in this kind of thing.There are many people in Meteor Street who believe in gods, ghosts and ghosts.It is normal for people who live in more extreme environments to resort to superstitions.But chivalrous men never believe in this kind of statement, whether cursing or blessing, they are all human things.

Is this woman named Zoe dead or alive?Is it the ability to read, or is there some other hidden secret?The best way is to check for yourself.Within a few minutes of seeing Zoe, Xia Ke drew up more than a dozen plans in his mind to test her true identity, but these could all wait.

Because first of all, he had to gain Arthur's trust.

"Warrior?" Arthur was away today, leaving Zoe to watch the house.When someone knocked on the door just now, she put down the book in hand and ran to open the door.Standing at the door was a black-haired man, dressed in church attire, who Zoe had never seen before.She guessed that the other party probably came from the Central Church on Meteor Street. "Ah, you mean the new kid who came to the store?" Zooey tilted her head and smiled apologetically, "He went out with Arthur."

The other party looked at her silently, and after a while showed a smile of understanding: "So that's the case, then I will come to visit another day."

Zooey nodded, watched the other party leave, and then stopped him suddenly.

"Wait, can I ask what you're looking for him for?"

The black-haired priest paused when he heard it, and then showed a meaningful smile: "That boy has a demon in him." He said, then nodded to Zoe, and left as silently as when he appeared Arthur's house.

After the priest left, a boy's voice suddenly sounded behind Zooey: "He's gone."

"Eh?...Hmm." Zooey was a little surprised. The kid named Xia Ke had hardly spoken to her since the first day he came here and greeted her.

The knight has soft blond hair and green eyes.Very eager to help.In her impression, although this child looks well-behaved, there is always an unspeakable cunning in his eyes, which is completely different from her gloomy brother.

"I thought you were out." Zooey smiled lightly and comforted her, "Arthur likes you very much recently."

"Go out and traffic people with him?" Xia Ke asked, different from his sharp question, the expression on his face was calm, mixed with a trace of curiosity that could not be detected.

Zooey was stunned for a moment before remembering that this is Meteor Street.There are no taboos for children here.There is nothing that cannot be said to the child... She couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch the knight's head, but the latter obviously resisted, so she withdrew her hand.

"Well, yes." Zooey said, squatting down, her eyes were at the same level as the knight's. "You are working here now, aren't you?"

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