Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

Compared with Lu Wei's small apartment, Hongshui's villa is indeed more grand.

The villa is divided into upper and lower floors, with a black roof and red walls, with a very large and deep swimming pool.Flood lived on the lower floor by himself, and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room to see the sparkling clear swimming pool.

Lu Wei guessed in his heart that since he is called "Flood", his power must be related to water.Then the significance of this swimming pool should be equivalent to that of Wei Xiao's garden.

Hongshui brought the little thing to his living room, let him sit on his water bed, and then brought out some of his collection, such as crystal beads strings and other shiny things, and played with the little thing.

After playing together for a while, Hongshui understood why Heavenly Father was willing to spoil this child. This child was very loving, smart, and lovable. Even he felt pity and wanted to stay and raise him.

It's just a pity that the zombie transformed by the "King" is absolutely loyal to the "King", and it is absolutely impossible to betray the "King".

What's more, this child might...

Hongshui pinched the little thing's cute cheek, secretly alert in his heart.

"Master Shui, it's time for dinner."

The housekeeper of the flood, a D-level brain-developing zombie nicknamed "Jing Run", pushed open the door of the living room and walked in.

The skin color of the d-level supernatural zombies is purple, and it looks only slightly better than the festering appearance of ordinary zombies.As an S-level zombie, Flood has a thousand supernatural zombies at his disposal, but because of the large territory under his jurisdiction, there are very few high-level humanoid zombies from A to B levels, totaling less than forty. They were all assigned to the blocks as leaders and little bosses, so the people who often served him were all supernatural zombies below C level.

Hongshui nodded towards Jingrun, picked up the little things, and followed Jingrun out of the living room and went to the dining room.

The dining room of the villa is very large. When the little thing was carried in by the flood, he saw that beside the long oak table, there were already nine A-level supernatural zombies sitting on the left and right, and the Wind Sickle Demon was among them.

Seeing the flood coming in, these A-level zombies hurriedly got up and saluted the flood.

"Hehe, the Wind Sickle Demon hasn't come for more than two months. It's rare that everyone is here today." Hong Hong put the little thing on the children's chair beside him, laughed a few times, and then sat in the main seat.

Except for the wind scythe, those A-level supernatural zombies stepped forward in turn, and after kissing the back of Flood's hand, they returned to their seats one after another.

As a zombie, with such a big shelf, and such a strong sense of ritual?

Sitting in the children's chair and watching this scene, Little Things always felt that something was wrong.

Fortunately, he is a cute, pure and delicate child now, and he has gained the favor of Hongshui, so he doesn't have to be so taboo, so he said in a sweet and childish voice, with an exclamation that has never seen the world, "Uncle, uncle, you have to eat with me every meal." Are there so many uncles and aunts eating?"

"It's not every meal. Uncles and aunts are very busy." A bit of pride appeared on Hongshui's face, "Only this meal at night, everyone gets together."

"Oh...that's it." The little thing was still surprised, "Every night?"

Flood laughed, "Yes, every night."

A hand kiss every night...

The little thing stopped talking, and watched the zombie waiters bring out plates one by one, and put them on the countertop covered with clean tablecloths with knives and forks.

Although the posture is very elegant and the clothes are neat, the waiter zombies are really hard to catch because of their low level, and the food they serve is bloody fresh meat.Except for cutting it into more beautiful chunks and putting it on the plate, it is no different from what ordinary zombies eat.

And those "uncles and aunts" obviously didn't enjoy eating very much.

You must know that high-level supernatural zombies can wrap their stomachs by absorbing crystals, and this kind of meat is not a necessity for them.

Every night's ceremony, the former Wind Sickle Demon must also participate, but the current Wind Sickle Demon has not participated... The little thing has already made a preliminary judgment in his heart, and he said again, "Uncle, why didn't Uncle Feng salute you?" ?”

Hongshui took a small piece of meat with a stainless steel fork, handed it to Xiaodong's mouth, and said with a smile, "Uncle can no longer accept his gifts. Because Uncle Feng is now your father's man."

The little thing opened its mouth and bit the piece of meat, chewing slowly.

No... it's not just a ceremonial dinner, it's the Flood Control's methods.

Flood can only be determined through contact. His mark still exists in the minds of his subordinates, and the mark has not been broken by other strong men.

Flood was indeed a cautious person.

This surprised Little Thing, because he always thought that the abilities of himself and Flood should be stronger than Flood.But he has a natural telepathy for the imprint he has made on himself. If it is broken by someone's impact, no matter where he is, he will definitely notice it.

One day should be enough.

When the little thing finished his judgment and swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, Hongshui suddenly stared at him with hesitation, "Little baby, why do you always wear sunglasses?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, and took off the sunglasses at a speed that the little thing hadn't reacted at all.

"Ah, uncle, what are you doing!" The little thing closed his eyes reflexively.

When he opened his eyes again, a pair of very light brown eyes were revealed.

It is not unique to the "king", and it contains bright black eyes like stars.

"Because Dad said I'm the cutest wearing white rabbit glasses!" The little thing pouted, "Why, doesn't uncle like me wearing glasses?"

"No, I'm just curious." Hung Shui smiled, a little disappointed in his heart, returned the sunglasses to Little Things, and watched him take them and put them on by himself.

He had heard about the "battle body" of the king, and knew that although Heavenly Father didn't have any supernatural powers, he could possess any supernatural zombie he transformed to fight.And when the Heavenly Father possessed him, the pupil color of the supernatural zombie's eyes would change to the pure black of the king.

In fact, when he was playing with the little thing in the living room, he saw that the little thing was wearing sunglasses all the time, and he had doubts in his heart.

But out of a cautious character, he chose to attack suddenly when all the capable men gathered for dinner.

It seems that the Heavenly Father is not capable of such a long-distance and long-term possession, because he thinks too much.

……

In the center of Shaping Street, on the sofa of the small apartment, in Lu Wei's half-opened eyes, the dead gray haze gradually dissipated.

"Father, what do you think?" The young man with duck-egg blue skin who had been half-kneeling beside Lu Wei looked at Lu Wei nervously, bowed his head and kissed the back of Lu Wei's hand.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Lu Wei rubbed the boy's silky black hair smoothly, and a blush crept up the boy's light blue cheeks.

The boy's name is "Zi Ting". He looks less than 20 years old in appearance. He has A-level abilities. He is the best among "Beloved" and one of Lu Wei's "battle bodies".After the little things and the wind sickle demon left, Zi Ting officially moved into the apartment and began to be responsible for Lu Wei's daily life safety.

After all, while Heavenly Father possesses great power, he is also very fragile, and he must never leave his "battle body" by his side at all times.

"Zi Ting, go to Lanbin Street tomorrow and do something for me." Lu Wei sat up from the sofa, thought for a while, and then spoke to the boy who was still kneeling at his knees.

The author has something to say: I feel very excited about the upcoming day~~