Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

When Wei Mu went back, Qing Yan hadn't woken up.

He lay down in front of the bed, staring at Qing Yan very bored, touching Qing Yan's hair for a while, and pinching Qing Yan's nose for a while.

After playing for a while, I realized that my stomach was empty, and I hadn't eaten anything since I came out of the tree.

When I opened the backpack containing the dried meat, I found that although the dried meat had been placed in a cool and dry place, many of them were still broken.

Stuffed a piece of broken jerky into his mouth, the taste was a bit strange, but it didn't affect him much.

He picked out the unspoiled jerky and stuffed it into Qing Yan's mouth with his backhand.

Zombies don't have the concept of sharing food, but Wei Mu's food has always come from Qing Yan, and it has become a habit for him to share food with Qing Yan.

And now that Qing Yan was injured and unable to move, it was his turn to look for food.

Thinking of Qing Yan's injury, Wei Mushuang sat up and carefully looked at the location of Qing Yan's injury.

Fortunately, these scars have begun to heal themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye. After about a day or two, the corroded areas will heal.

The plants he found all have the effect of strengthening the body of human beings. They are similar to the medicinal materials of great tonic. If you eat them strictly, there are only benefits and no harm.

It's just that these plants are too rich in nutrients, and when they enter the human body, they will force humans into an unconscious state.

Qing Yan is in this situation now, and it may take several days to get up.

Wei Mu lay beside Qing Yan, staring at Qing Yan's pale face, a pair of cloudy pupils gradually became sleepy.

As long as Qing Yan is there, he will feel extremely at ease.

Raising his hand, he touched the scar on Qing Yan's face that was about to heal, and after feeling the warmth from his palm, he quietly closed his eyes.

Drowsiness hit, and soon fell asleep.

Wei Mu stayed in the tree for several months this time, and the weather had turned cold when he came out.

He couldn't feel any temperature changes, but Qing Yan couldn't stay in the ice and snow.

So Wei Mu set off early, searched all the houses nearby, and finally found more than ten quilts.

In his opinion, the thicker Qing Yan wears, the less likely he is to be frozen. Immediately, all ten quilts were pressed on Qing Yan's body, covering Qing Yan tightly.

In addition to keeping warm, he also looked for succulent plants everywhere every day, crushed them together with dried meat and stuffed them into his throat.

Sometimes he couldn't find any plants, so he went to pick the corpse fruit near the corpse tree, peeled off the flesh, and left all the softest core inside.

He is not Qingyan, how rude and rude he is when peeling the corpse fruit, and a fruit is so ravaged by him that he can't even see its original appearance.

The other mutated zombies on the side dared not speak out, they could only look at the fruit discarded by Wei Mu with distressed faces.

Before, a mutated zombie couldn't hold back and attacked Wei Mu, but Wei Mu directly tore its neck off.

The current Wei Mu is no longer the zombie who could even walk wobbly. He has evolved many times and he is much stronger than other mutant zombies. He is not at the same level at all.

Ignoring the gazes of other zombies Yuzu, he took the collected fruit cores back and fed them to Qing Yan one by one.

Seeing that Qing Yan's face gradually became more bloody, he relaxed with peace of mind.

Smelling the bloody smell on the palm of my hand, resisting the desire to lick it, I quickly ran out to find something to wipe my hands again.

Wei Mu thinks that there is nothing wrong with the way he takes care of Qing Yan, but for some reason, Qing Yan has been sleeping for more than ten days and still has no sign of waking up.

He was a little irritable, and worried that Qing Yan would feel uncomfortable if he slept for too long. Once the sun came out, he would immediately carry Qing Yan out and throw him on the rocks outside to be roasted by the sun.

After the sun disappears, carry the person back and press him on the bed, and continue to bury him with a pile of thick quilts.

Although he has never served anyone, he has worked hard to take care of Qing Yan.

In the past few days, those mutated plants made a comeback and continued to surround the city of corpses.

Seeing that there was no sign of them entering the city of corpses, Wei Mu ignored them and just focused on looking for wearable clothes in the nearby ruins.

Wei Mu has no sense of shame, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't wear clothes, but he doesn't want his ugly appearance to be seen by Qing Yan.

Now when he lowered his head, he could see the dirty and out-of-shape clothes on his body, and there were holes and tatters everywhere from the battle with the plants.

And Qing Yan's clothes were not much better, not to mention the bloodstains all over them, and they basically couldn't see the original appearance.

Thinking of this, he paved even harder at the rocks under him, looking for clothes he could wear.

After searching for two days in a row, he realized that the possibility of clothes hidden underground was not high, so he went to search among the tall buildings.

Unexpectedly, the clothes were not found, but a mirror was found.

The mirror fell to the ground, and there were a few cracks at the corners, but fortunately, it was still usable after wiping.

Wei Mu saw his own reflection when passing by the mirror, and immediately became interested.

He lifted the mirror up, wiped the surface with his hands, and looked at himself formally for the first time.

He found that his appearance was similar to that of a human being, with only two eyes, unlike other zombies, which had dozens of eyes.

He touched his hair and ears again, and looked at the mirror for a long time, which reminded him of some strange pictures.

I vaguely felt as if I was standing in a delicate and spacious room, wearing a clean white shirt, and my slender fingers were pressing and tidying my neat cuffs.

"Master, your breakfast is ready."

There was a voice behind him, and he subconsciously turned around, only to see the dark and empty ruins.

Looking at the mirror again, he found that all the illusions had disappeared, and he was still a zombie standing in front of the dusty mirror in a dilapidated building.

Withdrawing his gaze and continuing to look for clothes, he murmured softly before leaving, feeling that his memory was really strange, and such strange images always popped up.

Until it got dark, he finally found a place where there were clothes, and no matter what kind of clothes they were, he wrapped them all up and carried them back to his residence.

Throwing the piles of clothes on the ground, he picked up one casually and wanted to wear it, but found that he couldn't put the clothes on his body no matter what.

After tossing for a long time, the clothes were torn into a pile, and there was nothing to wear.

Immediately lay on his back on the bed, stretched lazily, not wanting to move anymore.

I still like the days when Qing Yan carries me everywhere I go.

Looking sideways at Qing Yan, he stretched out his hand to poke Qing Yan's face in dissatisfaction, and let out a soft hum from his throat, as if he was acting like a baby.

How long is this guy going to sleep?I have been sleeping for more than ten days!

Fortunately, the wounds on Qing Yan's body have healed at this time, and the corroded and whitish places have lost their skin.

The newly grown flesh is slightly whiter than other places, and it looks a bit ugly, but Wei Mu doesn't care. In his eyes, as long as there is no wound on Qingyan's body, it is the best.

The only thing that makes him dissatisfied now is that Qing Yan has not woken up yet.

"If you don't wake up, I will lose you!"

Amidst his dissatisfied complaints, he completely forgot how many supplements he had given Qing Yan, and how much time Qing Yan needed to digest them.

He was reluctant to beat Qing Yan, and when he was in a bad mood, he ran to torment other zombies angrily, and if there were not enough zombies for him to beat, he ran to pull the roots of plants, and he tossed the huge corpse city like a chicken.

The poor zombies run away when they see Wei Mu. Those who run fast are fine, but those who run slowly are unlucky, and they will be beaten up.

On this day, Wei Mu didn't leave the zombies after beating them up. He just frowned and asked these companions who could communicate in the way of zombies, "Say, how do you wake up a human being?"

"Human?" The zombie that Wei Mu pressed under his palm was at a loss, "Didn't it be eaten?"

Seeing that Wei Mushuang was staring at him, almost knocking out its brains, it quickly added: "It should be able to wake up after a hard beating."

"beat?"

Wei Mu thought about the scene where Qing Yan was picked up and beaten up, and somehow felt that it was not good.

Qing Yan is so fragile, what if he was beaten twice?

"It can be buried!" A zombie said, "I saw a lot of food will struggle desperately as long as it is buried!"

"You can try this." Wei Mu thinks this method is not bad, so he can give it a try, "Is there any more?"

All the zombies racked their brains.

They can't sleep, so the bad ideas they can come up with are all kinds of weird, anyway, hurry up and fool Wei Mu first to save their own lives.

Fortunately, in the end, the zombies proposed any methods of burning and lightning strikes, but Wei Mu rejected them.

Seeing that the sky had completely darkened, Wei Mu returned immediately. He didn't forget to find a large piece of mud on the way, thinking that if Qing Yan didn't wake up tomorrow, he would bury Qing Yan to see if this guy wouldn't get up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to the house, Qing Yan opened his eyes.

Qing Yan felt that he had slept for a long time, and the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to look for Wei Mu.

Seeing that Wei Mu was still there, he was relieved.

In the next second, I felt that my body was very heavy for some reason, as if pressing on a stone.

Looking up, he saw a high pile of quilts on his body.

It's also thanks to him being an evolutionary, otherwise he might not be able to catch his breath after being so oppressed.

Sitting up, she saw Wei Muteng sitting beside him, looking at him with bright eyes.

His heart immediately softened, and he raised his hand to touch Wei Mu's hair, "You are so obedient, you didn't leave me."

Wei Mu happily rubbed against his palm, then realized something, turned his head vigorously, "Who is obedient, go away!"

How dare you wake up after sleeping for so long, you idiot!

Qing Yan was funny, and when he was about to speak, he saw clothes scattered all over the room. These clothes were either women's clothes or children's clothes, and none of them could be worn at a glance.

"You prepared all this?"

Wei Mu snorted softly, and at the same time raised his chin secretly, as if waiting for a compliment.

Although he can't wear these clothes, Qing Yan knows how to wear them, and they will have clean clothes to wear when Qing Yan wakes up!

"awesome!"

Qing Yan immediately praised without hesitation: "It just happens to be used to light a fire for warmth!"