The American strong and miserable villains always want to stick with me [Quick wear]

The Savior and the Zombie King cuddled together and spent a month of starless nights.

They found a bedroom with 80.00% integrity, dug out a fairly new quilt from the cabinet and put it on the floor.

The physique of zombies is much stronger than that of humans. They don't need to eat and sleep normally, and they can maintain their mobility by replenishing energy.At the same time, they will also lose their normal sense of hearing and taste, and all sensory organs in the body are only born for the energy of flesh and blood.

The xfw system looked at Goss, who was being embraced by the savior, and asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with your sense of taste?"

"Huh?" Goss's attention was all on the peaceful and beautiful eyebrows and eyes of the savior when he was asleep, and he answered the system's words intermittently, "Not at all."

System: "Then why don't you want to eat him?"

Goss: "I thought you could understand the answer after passing through the last world."

"It's amazing, isn't it?" The system was puzzled, "Could it be that love can really resist physiological reactions?"

Goss finally set his sights on the little waste.

"The biggest physiological response of a person is to survive. But some mothers can use their bodies to support their children's living space in a disaster, and some lovers can use their lives to buy time for each other to escape when facing gangsters."

"Now it's just the temptation to not eat dessert," Goss poked the tip of the Savior's nose and laughed, "Who do you look down on?"

The system is speechless, but it knows that resisting this physical desire is by no means as easy as Goss said.

Let me ask, if everything in this world tastes like nothing, and a delicious dessert dangles in front of your eyes, if you can hold it back so easily, why is the savior in the previous life surrounded by zombies?

This room may have been too small to be looted by other humans, and there were no trailing zombies to destroy it.

But the savior seemed to like this narrow and low space very much. He just turned in through the window and immediately decided to use it as a temporary residence.

Now he was lying face to face with Goss on the floor, one arm passed under Goss, and he would rather be pressed by Goss than tightly hold the clothes on Goss's back with his fingers.

He is like a very insecure child, who has to hug his beloved bear when he sleeps to fall asleep.

"Beloved Big Bear" let this behavior go, and he imprisoned himself.

It's just... there are always some unexpected guests.

Surrounded by low growls and the whites of their eyes turned out, the zombies approaching by instinct staggered suddenly felt a terrifying coercion, which made them stop in their tracks, but they still wandered around reluctantly.

The Zombie Emperor sneered, and his spirit threads scattered in all directions, silently crushing the crystal nuclei of the zombies in the nearby area like the most hidden and dangerous assassin.

Without the snoopers coveting his dessert, Goss closed his eyes and fell into a dormant state.

Zombies don't sleep, they just go into a rest period to regenerate energy.

At this time, the eyes of the savior opened slightly.

He squeezed the sliver of Goss's spiritual thread that he had just secretly cut off in his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, wrapped it layer by layer with his own spiritual thread, and tied it in the center of his spiritual sea like offering a god.

"In this way, you won't be able to get rid of me anywhere..." the savior murmured, rubbing against Goss contentedly.

No matter where you come from, no matter why you are so kind to me... But since you have touched my emotions, you must be responsible for your actions.

No one bothers you tonight.

Goss was the first to open his eyes the next morning.

Zombies don't need to eat or drink, but the savior must eat as a human being.

Goss placed his mental power around the savior, making sure that he would not be targeted by other zombies, and then easily turned out the window to look for food.

The area they are currently in is the central area close to the human base. The surrounding buildings have been turned inside out many times. It is impossible to find packaged food.

Goss fished out the small waste system, then had to find another way.

The savior slept very peacefully this time, or in other words, he had never felt so peaceful before.

There are no noises deliberately made in his ears to disturb him and make him nervous, there are no needles constantly piercing the skin or injecting or drawing blood, and there is no transparent glass window like a zoo exhibit.

He likes a small, quiet space without any living things, where nothing can be against him.

However, there was nothing in his chest.

Where did the zombie king he raised go?

The savior's eyes were filled with darkness: If you want to escape, I will never allow it.

He mobilized his mental threads to gently explore Tangos' ball of mental power, but found that Goss' position was actually very close to here.

The savior looked at the window, just as Goss turned in from the window in a radiant suit, carrying some dark purple fruits in his arms.

Sunlight looked less obnoxious on Goss, he thought.

Goss embraced the fruit in his arms and greeted the savior: "Are you awake? I found a source of unpolluted water in the ground over there, and I picked some fruits for you by the way. Will you wash with me?"

He has no space, so he can only put the fruit in his arms, but because of the first meeting between the two, he still remembers to let the savior clean up.

The Savior shouldn't like getting dirty, he thought.

The savior looked Goss up and down, and his face showed nothing, but the wrinkles on his body and the marks drawn by the vines in some places showed that he was not so "by the way".

The savior stepped forward to take half of the fruit, and smiled brightly: "Okay, take me there."

Oops...seems to like him a little more.

The savior could feel that the active spiritual power in his spiritual sea was rubbing against the bright ball in the center, just like his current flying mood.

This Zombie King seemed to grow according to his favorite appearance, considerate, loyal, and bright in his eyes, almost lighting up his heart.

After they went to the underground river to wash, Goss would hand him a fruit: "This is the fruit of the nearby mutated plants, but don't worry, you can definitely eat it."

Why is it absolutely edible? Of course, he deliberately scanned it with the system to ensure the edibility of the fruit.

The savior took the fruit and took a bite.

Goss looked at him expectantly: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Sour, sour to the teeth.

But the savior smiled slightly and gave a positive thumbs up: "It's very sweet."

Goss was relieved and put the fruit in a bag so that the savior's food supply could be guaranteed.

Unfortunately, within a few hours, something happened to the savior.

When he was an experimental subject before, he ate specially processed ingredients, and he had never even eaten canned food, let alone mutated fruits in the wild.

At this time, the savior's head rested on Goss' lap, and Goss was gently rubbing his abdomen with the healing ability, which gradually eased his pale face.

Goss frowned tightly: "You can't eat these, why didn't you say?"

The savior half-closed his eyes, snorted and said weakly, "Don't worry...it'll be fine if it hurts a lot..."

It was like this in his previous life. This was a hidden conspiracy of the research institute. He raised his body so delicately that he couldn't even get used to some stimulating food. How could he maintain good energy and escape?

But in his previous life, he protested with all his might to eat those rough foods, and in the end he just tossed himself to get used to it, but his body also lost a lot of weight.

You can survive the past life, what can't you do in this life?It is very lucky to have a healing zombie king by his side.

He was very surprised when he first learned that Goss' ability was healing. After all, even if the ability of a zombie king is not a horrible and dark poisonous control system, he must be an extremely lethal wind and wood natural system. It may be this gentle healing system.

Faced with this question at that time, Goss just briefly mentioned it: "Of course it's because I'm here for you."

The savior gradually calmed down from the pain, and the body that had just curled up slowly stretched out.

He grabbed Goss's hand that was shining with healing powers: If you really came for me... just come closer to me.

He thought that Goss would comfort him, rub his stomach gently again, or give him a soft kiss, but he didn't expect Goss's strong words to come from above his head: "No. You can't go on like this, we Human bases need to be found."

In the human base, there will be fresh vegetables grown by wood-type supernatural beings. Eating those ingredients will not cause the savior's body to have an uncomfortable reaction.

The savior raised his head in surprise: "Are you angry?" He felt some anger in Goss' words.

Instead of denying it, Goss repeated: "Yes, I'm angry."

The Savior didn't know where he had offended Goss, but his instinct told him that apologizing first would be all right.

He lowered himself to avoid Goss's eyes, leaned on Goss's lap, wrapped his arms around Goss' waist, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Goss looked at the top of the savior's head, and couldn't help laughing: "Why do you apologize?"

The savior said obediently: "Because you are angry."

"No!" Goss corrected him, "It's because you don't love yourself too much!"

"If you go on like this, your body will break down soon, so what should I do?"

That's right... If his body collapses like in his previous life, what will happen to the Zombie King he picked up?

"Then let the whole world be destroyed again." He said softly.

"What did he say—!" the xfw system screamed, "Did he talk about destroying the world! He really hasn't given up yet!"

Goss did not object immediately, but first asked the savior a question: "Why do you want to destroy the world?"

The savior blinked his eyes, and said in a moderate voice, "Because the wives and wives of this world hate—"

I hate ugly zombies, researchers who use him as an experiment, and supernatural beings who treat him as a monster. I hate myself the most!

The whole world bored him so much, how could such a world be necessary?

Goss gently stroked the Savior's back and said to him, "This world is actually not as disgusting as you think. Give me a month, and I will prove to you how beautiful it is."

"make a deal."

The savior narrowed his eyes comfortably, but said something like this: "If you can't make it, join me in watching the world perish."

The author has something to say:

The savior who destroyed the world once said: Everyone die together, good!

There is something wrong with his three views, but everyone can rest assured that Goss will wake him up (