The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

People who are not of our race must have different hearts, and the gap between humans and zombies cannot be resolved with a few light words.

Distrust and fear permeated the room, no matter how sincere words were, they couldn't dispel one bit. Seeing everyone's still vigilant eyes, Bai Lin opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter any words of refutation.

As for Fu Ci, Bai Lin looked at the person standing in front of him, and there was an emotion in his eyes that was difficult to grasp.

Even if he grasped the script and understood the whole story, he had heard comments about Fu Ci from different people many times.

The gloomy perverted villain in the original world, the now respected "savior", the infatuated boy who was blackened by love in the original world, and now recognized as a loving madman, the high IQ in the eyes of others is expected to become a high-end scientist. A black-bellied monster with no limit to rogue in front of him.

He is all of them, but it seems to be none of them.

Especially now, the news that Fu Ci is a zombie seems to be exploding glass, tearing through the past memories one by one, and mixing them together, even he can't tell which one is true and which one is false.

The confrontation between the two sides in the room remained the same, and no one was willing to let go of their guards first. Ning Zeyang stared at the faces of the two of them, but if there was any unusual change, he would shoot without hesitation.

"Fu Ci." Bai Lin called softly

Fu Ci let go of his guard slightly, with a familiar smile on his face, "Huh?"

"Let's go back first, I have something to ask you."

Bai Lin stood up, faced everyone's gaze, went to the door and opened it, the midday sun gently scattered on the young man, a faint smile appeared on his soft cheeks, you couldn't even see half a zombie on his body ugly.

"Okay." The two left, no one dared to stop them, no one even dared to say no, Ning Zeyang's hand holding the gun fell weakly, and his index finger against the trigger trembled. What happened to the powerless feeling just now? thing.

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As soon as the front foot stepped into the door, suddenly, the originally clear sky and dark clouds rolled over, and then without warning, bean-sized raindrops fell, washing the entire city and everyone's heart.

Now, Bai Lin can finally get the answer he wants.

"Are you a zombie too?" The question was simple and direct, but it was the most real torture from the depths of the soul.

Bai Lin stared at the person opposite, trying to find a clue from his expression, as expected, Fu Ci nodded.

The big stone that was pressing on his heart fell to the ground suddenly, and a sense of relaxation or other emotions enveloped his whole body, Bai Lin asked urgently: "How much do you remember about the past?"

"All."

The wind and rain slapped the windows crazily, and the sound of the windows shaking kept ringing, hitting the hearts of the two of them again and again.

"Probably after knowing that you are a zombie, the memory gate seems to be unscrewed again, and all the previous memories are smashed into my mind, about myself, about this disaster, and about you."

Fu Ci didn't dare to recall, when he saw Bai Lin lying powerlessly on the laboratory table and looking at him tremblingly, but he was completely indifferent, the needle pierced into his skin without any hesitation, and the thick yellow liquid was injected into his skin little by little. artery.

Facing Bai Lin who had not changed at all, how disappointed he showed, and how he pushed him into the incinerator, like throwing away a bunch of garbage, without causing him any pressure at all.

There is no difference from other human beings, born as a human, not worthy of being a human.