dear zombie king

Sang Luo has not seen the shadow of the boss for a week, the cave is pitch black, the clothes are still piled up, and there are countless high-level zombie nuclei in the box, every time Sang Luo goes in, he has the illusion that his head is cut open , creepy.

At first he thought that the boss hadn't come back, but it was like this for several nights in a row, and he disappeared during the day, and Sang Luo became worried belatedly.He knew where the boss's favorite place was, but that place was too dangerous for him, and he couldn't go there.

Sang Luo came out of the cave and wandered around the outer city wall of the southern base far away. When he reached the outer ring of Gate C, he saw an elite team returning to the city from another direction, so he immediately lay down and hid himself in the mound of grass. .

He smelled blood.

He lowered his wolf ears, his half-green and half-grey pupils watched the passing team ahead, the leader had a familiar face, he recalled for a while, and remembered that this was the person the boss wanted to see three years ago regardless .

The man was wearing heavy colors, surrounded by a group of healing-type abilities, and a crying attack-type ability user. The ability person firmly held Shen Liang's hand and kept saying sorry.

The three wounds penetrated deeply from the shoulder to the waist and abdomen. The wounds were black and blue, but the blood that kept gushing out was still bright red. Sang Luo knew at a glance that they were the claw marks of the fourth-level wild wolf zombie.

With such a severe zombie scratch, not only there is no sign of infection, but even the consciousness is still clear. This person is probably not just a high-level healing system user.

Sang Luo watched their backs as they entered the city from a distance. He wanted to sneak in but was afraid of being caught. Now the checkpoints in the southern base are very strictly controlled. He can't even hide his tail and ears. .

I don't know if the boss has ever gone in. If he did, how did he do it?

A quarter of an hour later, the command center of the southern base.

Shen Liang sat on the sofa in the office, expressionlessly gouged out the rotten dead flesh on the wound, sprinkled the hemostatic powder directly on the wound, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he never frowned once during the whole process, and his hands were extremely steady.

Wrapped in gauze, he replied to Chu Jianglin: "I forgot to take the power level test last week. I don't know when I was promoted. This time it can be regarded as saving my life."

Chu Jianglin frowned, propped one hand on the table, and held a pen in the other hand, tapping the thick document one by one.

He has a cold face, but his voice is nice when he speaks, slow but not slow, gentle and soft.

"Don't take out such extremely dangerous missions in the future, stay behind, and we will try our best to supply whatever bases you need."

"You have received twenty SSS-level missions in the past week, right? You work ten hours a day, and you have to fight so intensely in the morning and evening. Are you short of crystal nuclei? Or are you short of supplies? These are easy to handle, but Don't rush to the front line anymore, you know, level [-] healing system abilities shoulder a more important mission."

Shen Liang lay down on the sofa, and smiled politely at Chu Jianglin, but his eyes were still indifferent: "I lack everything, Commander Chu, do you want to call me?"

"You make a list, and I'll send someone to your dormitory tomorrow."

"No, you can give me what I want now."

Chu Jianglin had an inexplicable illusion of being teased. There was nothing in the office except work materials and a few pots of green plants. What exactly did Shen Liang want?

"You said."

"I want that strawberry cake on your table."

Chu Jianglin: "?"

Where is the strawberry cake on his table?

Shen Liang pointed to the back of a pile of documents, Chu Jianglin looked in the direction of his finger in confusion, and sure enough, he saw a small box that did not belong to this office, and was carefully tied with a golden bow. I know what it contains, but Shen Liang is very familiar with this box, it is a special box for replacing the strawberry cake in the center.

There was a sudden accident on the battlefield today, which delayed a lot of time. Chu Jianglin even talked to him late at night. Now the replacement center in the past is probably closed.When he came in just now, Chen Yurong happened to be going out, if he read correctly, he should have glanced at him vigilantly.

Shen Liang laughed secretly, got up from the sofa, walked over and picked up the box: "Thanks, Commander."

"Wait." Chu Jianglin said suddenly, "That seems to be left by Chen Yurong."

"Like? Are you so busy with work? Is it because he doesn't even know what he left behind?"

Chu Jianglin was stunned, momentarily at a loss for words.

"I'm going first, I bought it and returned it to you tomorrow."

"...No need."

Chu Jianglin sighed, and brushed the hair hanging from his ears: "I'll go buy it myself tomorrow. Is it at the replacement center?"

"Yes, room S4 on the first floor of the replacement center."

"Thanks."

"polite."

Before leaving, Chu Jianglin gave him a washed shirt from the hanger, but it didn't look like Chu Jianglin's size.Shen Liang's clothes had been burned, and there was no zombie virus left on them, and besides, they had been torn, so he couldn't wear them anymore.

When Shen Liang went out, he smiled at Chen Yurong, which was quite sincere, but it seemed to Chen Yurong that the meaning was unclear.

To be honest, sometimes he envies Chen Yurong.Just now, he could see that Chu Jianglin cared a lot about Chen Yurong's feelings. Although it was true that he was too busy with work, he often overlooked some things, but it was all right, so there was no need to say too many useless words.

But puffs.

Left without saying a word for three years, did you care about his feelings?

Standing at the door of the dormitory, Shen Liang really didn't want to go home for a moment.It's not that he doesn't want puffs, he really misses them very much. In the past three years, his figure has appeared in front of his eyes all the time, but he is also really tired. He doesn't want to go back and see a silent, resisting, lifeless puffs.

Maybe it was a mistake to lock him up all along, because he was a wolf and didn't belong in this small space.

But does he have other options?

Did Puff give him a choice?

Shen Liang leaned against the door and lit the cigarette between his teeth with a lighter.He was looking up at the deep shadows in the night sky, when the door behind him was suddenly opened, he leaned back suddenly, puff tail exploded instantly, he opened his arms to catch him, but Shen Liang held the door frame, Did not fall on him.

Puff's open arms were left out in the cold, he tilted his head, his ears turned slightly red, and was about to run into the house, but his sensitive nose smelled the breath of another man on Shen Liang.

Puff froze for a moment, his face turning blue.

"Why did you run out? You're still barefoot."

Shen Liang put out his cigarette, squeezed people into the door, and closed the door without any hassle.The steel chain was very long, just the length from the corner of the bed to the door, and he could move freely in the room. Shen Liang saw that he was wearing an apron, his left wrist was firmly shackled, and his right hand was holding a spoon, and his heart softened suddenly.

"doing what?"

Rough fingertips caressed Puff's cheek, Puff forgot to hide, just stared blankly at his shirt.

He clearly remembered the smell of Shen Liang's every shirt. This shirt definitely did not belong to Shen Liang, nor was it the one Shen Liang wore out this morning.

"Shen..."

"Well, what happened?"

Puff didn't speak again.

Shen Liang sighed, never thought that communication was such a difficult thing, he even felt that Puff was better than he is now when he couldn't speak a few years ago, and now besides making him angry, he is annoying him.

But who made him still like it.

Something gurgled in the kitchen, Shen Liang glanced at Puff, and found that he didn't respond, so he went to the kitchen alone to turn off the fire.

He lifted the lid of the pot and found that it was chicken soup stewed at noon.

He just knew... puffs can't cook at all.

I can't say I'm disappointed, isn't he satisfied if I can give him hot soup? After all, he didn't run away, and he seemed to be accepting him again.

Shen Liang laughed at himself, went out and took the soup spoon from Puff, scooped up two bowls of hot soup and soaked it in the cold rice.

He was serving dinner when Puff suddenly jumped up and grabbed his collar. Shen Liang was worried that the soup would be spilled, so he could only open his arms and let Puff go crazy, but Puff pushed hard suddenly, and his skinny hands collapsed five times buttons.

Shen Liang: "..."

"You can tell me directly if you want to see it later."

Puff went crazy halfway, before tearing the shirt into pieces, his eyes were stung by the blood-stained gauze on Shen Liang's body.

"Shen... was injured."

"This little injury is nothing." Seeing his worried look, Shen Liang couldn't help but sarcastically said, "It's not as good as one ten-thousandth of what you left me."

Puff lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, her face was ugly as hell.

Seeing that he was sad, Shen Liang felt uncomfortable, so he struggled for a while, and explained to him in a self-defeating manner: "I was caught by a zombie when I was on a mission today, it's nothing, don't think too much, let's eat first. "

"...What did you say?! Caught by zombies?!"

Seeing that he was really worried, Shen Liang put a perfunctory word on his lips and braked urgently, turning a 180-degree turn.

"That's right. At that time, my intestines flowed all over the floor. Someone stuffed them back for me. I forgot whether it hurt or not. I just felt like I was dying, and I felt relieved for a moment."

Puff's eyes were red in an instant, and her long and dense eyelashes were wet into a small fan, and she fanned it with difficulty: "...Does it still hurt now?"

"Why doesn't it hurt? It's just that I was afraid you would be worried, so I didn't say it out loud. If you touch it, it's still bleeding."

Puff was held by him, and his fingertips touched the blood-oozing gauze, trembling as if scalded by blood.

The wild wolf zombie scratched, and the wound was extremely deep by visual inspection.

But... no infection.

The wolf zombie is the zombie with the highest human infection rate except the moss zombie.

"If it weren't for the low concentration of serum in my body, I would no longer be infected by zombies, otherwise you wouldn't be able to wait for me to come back today, you know?"

After Shen Liang finished speaking, he sighed again: "Will you be happy if I get infected? I will never come back here, so you can bite off the chain and leave."

He knew that Puff's reaction was sad, but he wanted to say this, it hurt Puff's heart, and it hurt his lungs. Other people's love is mutual consideration, but when it comes to them, it turns into mutual torture.

Puff's eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at the wound, dazed for a while, and finally couldn't help but raised his head and burst into tears. In the middle of the night, the neighbor next door thought it was some ghost crying and howling, so he rolled over under the quilt Continuing to sleep, Shen Liang was also taken aback, quickly put down the bowl and hugged him into his arms to comfort him.

The author says:

Thank you little angel for subscribing!Meh!

I think this chapter is quite sweet (beaten)

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