Zombies are self-improvement

Didn't Liu Wanlin? With patience, he grabbed Sato's collar with one hand and dragged him to the bed.

Sato had just gained a firm footing, and he didn't mention the argument of "respecting the captives". He finally understood that this den was full of bandits.

His eyes turned to the bed? The lying young man glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth immediately curled up.

Hey, it's kind of interesting.

Isn't this Mr. Yuan?

"You show me? See? What's going on? What's going on?"

Sato went up? He pulled his eyelids and squeezed his wrists, and asked: "I still want to ask you, what does this mean? No? A zombie who has not been injected with inhibitors can still lie here with a Like a real corpse..."

"No? There are signs of excessive decay..." Sato thought of something? He wanted to rip off Yuan Yuandao's clothes, but he was stopped by a white hand, and he smiled, "Wake up ?”

Quite a bit of schadenfreude.

Yuan Yuandao threw away his hand and replied, "Not dead yet?"

Sato shook his head and said, "It's too easy to die, but it's hard to live..."

It's interesting when it's difficult.

Yuan Yuandao? Not at all? Want? Know? How did he say? How did he put his hands on the bed to get up, but fell back on the bed with a "thump"?

It panicked him a little.

This powerless state...he still has a lot of things to do, doesn't it make sense? !

There are so many people who have done bad things in the world, why? He?

He still needs to figure out what exactly is this virus? It came...

"Xiaodao?" Liu Wanlin stepped forward and held Yuan Yuandao's shoulders, staring into his eyes, "Don't panic, what's wrong?"

Yuan Yuandao? Resisting the desire to turn over his clothes, reluctantly met? Liu Wanlin's eyes, bitterness in his throat, didn't he know? Say? What? Okay.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

In such a short period of time, countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

Finally, when he opened his eyes, he understood that it wasn't possible to speak.

—Brother, I want to eat.

He is afraid of death, he is still young, does he still have many things to do? He has not tried...

If the zombie virus hadn't broken out, he might be in the current state of running around looking for internship units during the day, touching beer bottles with his roommates at night and listening to the sound of broken dreams. Life is still going on, and he is still among the crowd. One, live ordinary and hard?

Liu Wanlin looked at the young man in front of him.Yuan Yuandao showed a smile on his haggard and pale face, which seemed forced.

"It's okay, Brother Wanling..."

Yuan Yuandao moved slowly, half-sitting on the bed, his eyelashes drooping, rubbing the dried black blood on his right hand with his left hand.

It's no longer clear whether it's the zombie or his blood.

Liu Wanlin stood there, not moving at all. He was very uncomfortable-what? Not clear, which means that if something happened, he would not be able to help him.

I don't want to let him hold on alone, but he doesn't want to talk.

The two people seem to be sitting back to back, with a landing door in the middle.But no one? No one? Bow your head? If you worry too much, the gains outweigh the losses.

"I'm going out for a smoke."

Yuan Yuandao watched Liu Wanlin go out, and after a while, there was a "ding" sound outside the door, and the smell of nicotine wafted in.

Wen Jing glanced at him and followed him out.

Sato and Yuan Yuandao looked at each other silently, and whispers came from outside the door, most of the time it was Wen Jing who was talking, probably to enlighten Liu Wanlin, when she paused slightly, would Liu Wanlin get a distracted response?

"Is this the theater at eight o'clock?"

Yuan Yuandao glanced at Sato and said, "Get lost."

Sato didn't care about it at all, and lifted his clothes up, revealing a purple-brown net-like plaque.

"It's been more than a month. I haven't eaten." He said, pressing it with his hand, laughing at himself, "I'm about to rot."

"Actually, it's pretty good here. You can give them the information they want in exchange for some fair treatment..."

"In addition to human flesh, when I made this request with the people here, they looked at me as if they were looking at a dead person..." Sato put down his clothes, walked to the table, picked up the tome, and raised his hand, "again No? You can kill me, but you have to find this book for me in the end..."

"Hello." Yuan Yuandao looked at him and said coldly, "You are very noisy."

The red pupils held Sato in place.

Is this the strength of the king?

Does Sato really understand Yuan Yuandao? When he has such a physique, he still wants to pretend to be a human being and live and die in the safe zone, while silently worrying that one day he will rot because of not eating human flesh.

The aura could not last for too long, Yuan Yuandao leaned against the head of the bed with a pale face.

"Don't you? Want to? Eat human flesh?"

Sato saw Yuan Yuandao? He stared at himself, shrugged, and changed his words: "Where's the blood?"

Yuan Yuandao? No? Answer.

And Sato continued to coax like the dark side peeled off from his body.

"If you don't want to kill someone, you can pump 200cc at a time. It's considered a blood donation, isn't it?"

"If it doesn't work again, you can go to a blood bank! Large hospitals usually have blood banks, don't they? The taste may be a bit poor, but it can stop you from rotting!"

Yuan Yuandao frowned, and looked at Sato: "The abacus is really good. Wrong, what's the benefit for you if I do this?"

The door was pushed open by Liu Wanlin. He looked up? See? Yuan Yuandao and Sato, who were confronting each other, came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Yuandao shook his head and said, "It's okay."

He stretched out his hands, his brows and eyes were still worried, his red lips were pursed, and he looked like he was going to hug him.

"Brother Wanlin, I want to go back to the dormitory."

Liu Wanlin nodded helplessly, and looked at Sato: "It really doesn't matter to him?"

Sato raised his eyebrows and replied: "...No? I'm going to overdraw again. When my mood is turbulent and the zombies are intimidated, I will overdraw my body energy. Next time I faint, it won't be so easy to wake up."

Maybe just fainted? Woke up.

Sato pretended to give the doctor's order, watched Liu Wanlin hug Yuan Yuandao in his arms, smiled at Yuan Yuandao who was looking at him vigilantly, and said, "Of course what's the matter? Come to me, after all. I have been with Mr. Yuan for a long time..."

He paused, and playfully spit out the word "friend".

Hearing this, Liu Wanlin stopped and turned his head.The door opened, and the sun came in, hitting him?, giving him a fluffy edge.

His side face was hidden in the shadows, his pupils were bright, like a lone wolf staring at its prey.

Yuan Yuandao lay in his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, raised his head, could only see his cold jaw and protruding Adam's apple, and felt the vibration of his chest.

"Mr. Sato thinks too much of himself? It's embarrassing, Xiaodao? Tell me? You..."

Liu Wanlin said the word "no? Shameless" so coldly that it really brought out all the derogatory connotations it should have.

"I don't touch you today because you are still valuable to the safe zone. No? There is an old saying in China. We Chinese have an old saying that we will pay back sooner or later. I will take what I received from you. , I will return everything to you bit by bit.”

Sato watched the two leave, and then the door was closed by guards with guns.

He kept walking in the empty room, and after walking around, he collapsed on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahahahahaha..."

- What do I have? Benefits?

The benefits are great, Mr. Yuan.

No? Don't let me down.

The two guards at the door heard the laughter coming from the closed door, couldn't they? Couldn't help but clenched their hands? The special gun, the blue liquid in the imitation bullet container, was newly developed by the safe zone laboratory. An inhibitor that can make zombies reach them in one step, which makes them feel at ease.

"I said? Brothers, you are too kind! Practice! You have to practice!" Xu An stepped on the stool, pointing at each other's noses one by one to denounce.

Yesterday a group of people went to the periphery of the safety zone to check for dangers, but these buddies drove back in a biochemical car!

After he finished checking carefully, he came back and saw that the car was gone, and he called out the names of the people one by one, good guy, the brothers also disappeared.

All of a sudden, the small wind in the suburbs made his heart chill.

Sheng Yuan chuckled, backed away silently, giving way to Zhu Wei who was eager to try, and already started praying for him in his heart.

Yuan Yuandao was able to walk on the ground after a night's rest, but he looked much thinner.

"Sister-in-law... are you okay?"

Yuan Yuandao said with a smile, "It's all right."

The skinny monk gave him a worried look.

There is no task today, so Xu An directly dragged the team members to the martial arts training ground.

Xu An dominated one side of the field, pulling his teammates to start practicing.

Sheng Yuan was so trained that he rolled down the stage, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and he walked to the side of Yuan Yuandao with his belly bumped.

"I'm a good boy, I'm hurting to death!"

"So? Does it hurt?"

Sheng Yuan said: "That's it? No, Captain Xu has laid a cruel hand. Thinking about rubbing, it hurts all over, don't you know? Where did rubbing, does it hurt? Rubbing also hurts... ..."

In the middle of speaking, Sheng Yuan looked at Yuan Yuandao who was empty: "Yuan Yuandao?"

Yuan Yuandao said "Ah", and suddenly came back to his senses, and continued: "Really?"

If Sato wanted this effect, he did succeed.

Yuan Yuandao's voice would ring in his mind from time to time.

Can stop him from rotting...

Yuan Yuandao subconsciously covered his lower abdomen.

Sheng Yuan supported his waist and went to take a bath. Liu Wanlin turned on the platform, and the two of them came and went, fisting and kicking, attracting more and more people watching.

Afterwards, the two of them took turns to practice Qin Jiang and Zhu Wei, and sometimes they went to the same team. At this time, it was replaced by Liu Wanlin and Xu An who practiced Qin Jiang and the three of them together.

Liu Wanlin was very silent when he was boxing, his eyes were firm, his sweat was sliding down his muscle texture, his vest was wet with sweat, he looked cool and manly, extremely handsome.

But Yuan Yuandao? Know? He is not in a good mood. When Liu Wanlin is in a good mood, he will relax, his outline will become soft, and he will purse his lips and smile. He is handsome and sunny.

Does he know? What? Why.

Yuan Yuandao touched his heart that was no longer beating, looked at Liu Wanlin on the stage, and heard what he had said before.

"here……"

"Can you leave me the window?"

Okay? Ah, Brother Wanling.It's just that after you come in, can I seal the doors and windows, so that I can tell you everything without any fear.

——I am a zombie, I want to live, I want to drink blood, I want to love you, I want to end this nightmare, I want to live a good life and grow old with you.

——"Zombie Diary"

The author has something to say: Yuan Yuandao: Brother Wan Lin, I want to hug~

Liu Wanlin: Okay, hug.

Yuan Yuandao: I am a zombie, I want to live, I want to drink blood...

Brother Bing hugged the little zombie's waist and kissed the chattering mouth. After the kiss was over, he said: "Okay, I will accompany you, make the impossible possible, and grow old together."