Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Without the control of the plant center in the north, the number of zombies gradually increased.

Some zombies that can evolve can reproduce offspring. Instead of calling zombies a monster that has changed from human beings, it is better to call them a new species.

Earthquakes and other disasters are still frequent, and there was a hail and sleet a while ago, which damaged many plants.

What Wei Mu couldn't bear the most was the sound of hailstones falling, so he hid in Qing Yan's arms all night.

However, apart from these, the environment as a whole is still improving. The surrounding waters are no longer occupied by mutated plants, and humans and various small animals can finally have water to drink.

And the air is getting cleaner and clearer, and the sky is so clear that it looks like a mirror that can reflect the world.

Non-aggressive mutated plants began to bear huge and edible fruits, and some plants could also be used for cooking and seasoning.

Aggressive plant people generally don't get close, and the plants will no longer turn into monsters with eyes to catch up as before.

At this time, Wei Mu was sitting on a rickety chair basking in the sun, occasionally raising his head to see what Qing Yan was doing.

It looked like Qing Yan was fetching a basin of water at the moment, and sat beside the basin to polish the cowhide.

This kind of cowhide can be used to cover the eaves, which can not only keep warm but also prevent rainwater from seeping in.

The decathlon Qing Yan has built the hut where they live, and picks fresh flowers every day and puts them in the house to purify the air.

"Woooo."

Seeing that Qing Yan's attention was elsewhere, Wei Mu pretended to let out a pitiful sob.

As soon as he made a sound, Qing Yan immediately put down what he was doing and came over, sat beside him worriedly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Woooooo." Wei Mu shook Qing Yan's hand without saying a word.

Qing Yan had no choice but to dry his hands, then hugged Wei Mu in his arms.

When Wei Mu was in a better mood and continued to bask in the sun leisurely, Qing Yan held Wei Mu back on the soft rocking chair and continued to do the work he hadn't finished before.

Qing Yan is really busy. In addition to thinking of ways to make the house stronger every day, he also has to feed the cows and sheep, and pick edible fruits near some plants. Zombies crushed.

Maybe it's because Wei Mu's strength among the zombies is considered top-notch, many mutated zombies have come to join him quietly.

It's just a pity that these zombies were strangled to death by Qing Yan before they saw what Wei Mu looked like.

It's not easy for Qing Yan to have a two-person world without any messy people to disturb him, so why would he allow other things to distract Wei Mu's attention.

When I came back with the fruit in my arms, I ate two of them. The flavorless taste was really not delicious.

Most of the fruits produced by the mutated plants are similar to the fruits before the end of the world, but the taste is completely different.

For example, the fruit that looked like an apple before looked plump and delicious, but it tasted sour.

The orange-like fruit in his arms is colorless and tasteless, like a water polo wrapped in a transparent film. It tastes neither sweet nor astringent, and tasteless.

Qing Yan will leave more meat for Wei Mu to eat, and he usually gets rid of himself by eating two fruits.

Sometimes Chen Zhiyu would send some mutated plants and vegetables cultivated in the base. If Wei Mu didn't eat those vegetables, they could all go into his stomach.

Seeing that it was already time for dinner, Qing Yan habitually asked Wei Mu if he wanted raw meat or cooked meat, and if he wanted cooked meat, he would grill it right away.

"I want to eat raw today."

Wei Mu lazily turned over, looked at the sky a little bored, thinking about eating, drinking, and going to bed every day, although he was very happy when he was with Qing Yan, but other than that, is there nothing interesting to do?

When he was staring at the sky in a daze, Qing Yan went to fetch the meat without saying a word.

After eating, Wei Mu lazily wanted to build a snowman. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qing Yan brought a small table, paper and pen, and sat beside him to write and draw.

Stretching his head to take a look, he found that Qing Yan was deciding on the next plan.

Qing Yan still did not give up going to the south.

In Qing Yan's perception, the corpse tree is very important to Wei Mu, if there is no one in the north, then he will go to the south to find it.

If you can't find it in the south, then look further afield.

Wei Mu lay on Qing Yan's shoulder, seeing Qing Yan frowning, put his arms around Qing Yan's shoulder.

"I really didn't lie to you." He leaned into Qingyan's ear and whispered, "My body is really fine, I won't lie to you!"

"Then why did you deliberately change the subject when you were talking about your body?" Qing Yan was not stupid, he hugged Wei Mu on his lap and pinched Wei Mu's waist, feeling that Wei Mu lightly worried him now .

The other zombies are getting bigger and bigger, but Wei Mu is thin and weak, as light as a feather.

Now that there is no danger of the plant center, he began to worry about Wei Mu's physical condition all day long.

Wei Mu raised his head, heaved a long sigh, put his arms around Qing Yan's neck and kissed him twice, and then said: "It's really fine, I didn't want to say it before..."

After organizing the words in my mind, I continued: "It's because I am not too sure about my physical condition, but I can feel that my body is getting better."

Although eating plants is fatal to zombies, he vomited a lot, and the plant toxins incorporated into his body were within his body's tolerance range, which instead strengthened his body.

But after all, he was the only zombie who ate the plant center, and he didn't know what would happen to his body afterwards.

Qing Yan pressed his waist, and pressed his shoulder for a while before saying: "Then how can we be sure?"

This question stopped Wei Mu immediately.

Now is the end of the world, and there is no way to do a physical examination, how can he make sure Qing Yan is okay?

Seeing that Qing Yan continued to write and draw on the paper with a pen, Wei Mu's face was wrinkled, and he raised his head and began to think about how to prove that his body was fine.

If only there were corpse trees in the north.

If there is a corpse tree, there is a way to prove his physical condition.

Thinking of this, Wei Mu immediately issued a silent command to the nearby zombies, asking the zombies to help him find the corpse tree in the north.

Zombies can communicate with each other through a kind of brain wave, Qing Yan can't hear it, but zombies can understand it.

So the zombies gathered in this area immediately swarmed away, helping to find the corpse tree.

After arranging the tasks, Wei Mu quickly turned his attention back to Qing Yan, only to see that Qing Yan was still frowning and staring at the paper in a daze.

He poked Qing Yan's shoulder, then poked Qing Yan's face again, expecting Qing Yan to turn his attention back to him.

But Qing Yan was still thinking about the feasibility of going to the south.

He doesn't plan to leave yet, the situation in the south is unknown to him, even if he goes, there is a high probability that he won't bring Wei Mu with him.

But he doesn't think Wei Mu is so foolish now, and Wei Mu will definitely go with him when the time comes.

Therefore, it is very important to investigate the situation, prepare materials, and determine the route.

There is an almost impassable rift between the north and the south, and when the time comes, we have to think about how to return to the past.

Moreover, the south is watery and rainy, which is simply a paradise for mutated plants.

The north has been eroded by plants like this, and it is really unlikely that there are still corpse trees in the south. Unless the people in the south have some special weapons against plants, they should have been completely swallowed by plants by now.

Qing Yan was racking his brains here, while Wei Mu, who was sitting in his arms beside him, wanted to knock his head off.

Everyone else is sitting in Qing Yan's arms, why is Qing Yan still thinking about other things? !

"Just think about it!" Wei Mu punched him on the shoulder angrily, "If you get it, you won't cherish it, so just ignore me!"

He jumped out of Qing Yan's arms angrily, and before he had taken two steps, Qing Yan snatched him back.

"Why are you suddenly angry? Who said I don't cherish it anymore?" Qing Yan was confused, and quickly coaxed Wei Mu in his arms, "When did I ignore you?"

How dare this person say it!

Annoyed, Wei Mu pushed Qing Yan's head away forcefully, "I said you are who you are, but you still dare to refute me!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong." Qing Yan quickly admitted his mistake, and never let go of Wei Mu's hand, for fear that Wei Mu would run away if he let go.

In the end, it was Qing Yanhong who kissed Wei Mu's palm several times in a row, then kissed Wei Mu's face, and hugged him to comfort him, Wei Mu barely calmed down.

Afterwards, Qing Yan put away the pen and paper, and spent a leisurely sunbathing with Wei Mu.

Maybe it's because Wei Mu lost his temper before, but now Qing Yan always pays attention to Wei Mu, giving him meat when he's hungry, and using it as a pillow for Wei Mu to lie down on when he's sleepy.

Seeing Wei Mu rolling on his lap drowsily, Qing Yan bent down slightly, rubbed the ends of Wei Mu's hair, bent down and kissed Wei Mu's eyes, "Sleep when you're sleepy, I'll accompany you And you."

"It's not particularly sleepy." Wei Mu raised his head slightly, held Qing Yan's face in his hands, and took the initiative to peck Qing Yan's mouth twice, his gray pupils showed a light purple, shimmering like jewels, " Want to sleep together?"

"It's daytime now." Qing Yan was helpless.

Wei Mu snorted coldly, and said confidently: "What happened during the day, and no one is watching."

Qing Yan thinks about it too, his wife is in his arms, and he has used a lot of concentration to be able to sit still.

Now being seduced by Wei Mu so much, how can he still sit still, he turned over and pressed Wei Mu on the sofa under him, and it was another few hours of dry fire.

When Wei Mu woke up, he supported his sore waist, thinking that this would not work.

If this goes on like this, he'll be bored to mold!

Gotta find something to do.

Seeing that Qing Yanzheng, who had already woken up, made a small meat warehouse out of ice and snow, Wei Mu had a flash of inspiration, jumped up, and ran over to help.

"I'll cut the meat for you!" He offered.

Qing Yan was worried that he would scratch his hand if he used it, but Wei Mu stretched out a sharp bone blade directly from his palm, ready to move.

"Then you come." Qing Yan was sure that Wei Mu would not be injured, so he handed over the meat to him with confidence.

Then he squatted to the side and continued to make an iron box to prevent the meat from being soaked after the snow melted.

He was just cutting the iron piece, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, why there was always a rustling sound of chewing behind him.

Looking back, I saw Wei Mu eating while cutting the meat. Wei Mu ate most of the meat that should have been saved.

Qing Yan: "..."

Quickly grabbed Wei Mu and put it aside, he saved the rest of the meat, just to see that Wei Mu really didn't want to move anymore.

For zombies, there is no upper limit to appetite, as long as they can't survive, they will eat to death.

Even Wei Mu, who is already sensible, can't control himself in the face of appetite.

"I don't want to either."

Seeing Qing staring at him seriously, Wei Mu was aggrieved, "I just wanted to eat, so I ate."

Qing Yan sighed.

Saving the rest of the meat, he pulled Wei Mu up and took Wei Mu for a walk to digest food.

Seeing that Wei Mu was too lazy to walk and always wanted to climb on his back, he was very strict once and asked Wei Mu to walk to digest food.

It's not that Qing Yan, a zombie who can sustain himself to death, has never seen him before. He is afraid that Wei Mu will accumulate food, so he must consume Wei Mu's physical strength to digest the food in his stomach quickly.

Wei Mudong wobbled so much that he didn't want to walk, he hugged Qing Yan's arm all the way, complaining and being coquettish.

But it is also a very pleasant feeling for him to be able to walk around holding hands with Qing Yan.

The place where the two live now is between the valleys. To the south is an abandoned city, and to the north is a lush forest.

There are occasionally a few tall mutant plants growing around the valley, and some small animals will gather around these plants and eat the fruits on the plants.

The overall scenery is very good, the cold air is moist and fresh, even if you do nothing, the mood of walking will become very pleasant.

Looking down from the heights of the valley, one can see the horizon line connecting the sky and the earth, full of greenery and tranquility.

"Shall we build a small house here too?"

Standing at a slightly higher place in the valley, Wei Mu suggested, "The terrain here is high, and the night view from here is very beautiful."

It would be great if I could sleep here with Qing Yan at night.

He couldn't feel the cold, so he didn't know how cold this place was. Most people would freeze to death if they slept here for one night.

But Qing Yan nodded without hesitation and said, "I'll do it when I'm free."

Anyway, Qing Yan's body temperature is higher than that of ordinary people now, and he is not afraid of the cold. As long as Wei Mu doesn't leave him, he will support whatever he wants.

The two walked hand in hand through the valley until it was completely dark and covered with stars before returning the same way.

On the way back, Wei Mu had almost lost the feeling of support, he bit Qing Yan's palm lightly, raised his head and looked at Qing Yan eagerly.

Seeing him like this, Qing Yan didn't understand anything, pinched his face, then knelt down and carried him on his back skillfully.

Wei Mu wrapped his arms around Qing Yan's neck in satisfaction, looking at the dark but not scary road in front of him, he laughed and said in a low voice: "When you carried me like this a long time ago, I was still hoping that It would be nice if the road never ends."

"When?" Qing Yan was curious.

He recited Wei Mu many times, but he didn't know which time Wei Mu was talking about.

"A long, long time ago." Wei Mu drew a long tone, seeing Qing Yan's bewildered face, he couldn't help but giggled.

Qing Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard the laughter. His feet stepped on the snow, making a slight "creak" sound, step by step as if he really couldn't reach the end.

After laughing enough, Wei Mu put his head on the side of Qing Yan's face and rubbed it lightly, "Then one day, I suddenly understood that the road can always come to an end."

But there is no end for me and you.

Even if the sky is high and the road is far away, and the future is difficult and dangerous, they will always be together.

Qing Yan couldn't hear Wei Mu's thoughts, he just glanced sideways, posted Wei Mu in response, and said with a soft smile: "When we get to the end, we will take another road, as long as you like, we can go anywhere .”

"Hmph, sweet talk." Wei Mu didn't like his tricks, and pulled out his hair with his hand raised.

Qing Yan smiled even more happily.

The two went back together and rested all night. They thought they would catch some small animals the next day and come back to raise them for food, but a guest came instead.

Chen Zhiyu carried the food he brought, and before he even got close to Qing Yan, he felt Qing Yan's sharp eyes.

He scratched his head silently, and realized very self-knowledge that if the eye knife could kill, he might have died countless times under Qing Yan's eyes.

On the contrary, Wei Mu welcomed his arrival very much.

Because whenever Chen Zhiyu came, he would basically bring some fresh vegetables, and these vegetables were all for Qing Yan to eat.