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Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fingertips trembled, causing the transparent chain to make a crisp sound.

Bei Siwen was overjoyed and stepped forward to hold Song Nan's shoulders and said with a smile: "Isn't this just right? Song Song quickly gives him the walking corpse, and then we go to the points redemption area. It's time to rest."

Song Nan suddenly came to his senses, tugged on the chain, pushed the zombie who had been trying to get behind him to the man, and handed him one end of the chain: "Hold this, it will be much quieter."

The man glanced at Bethwen with a fake smile and asked softly: "Why don't you register with me? You can get a lot of points by handing in the 'trophies'. If you don't register, the points won't appear out of thin air."

Song Nan frowned, nodded, then patted Bei Siwen on the shoulder and smiled at her: "You wait outside for a while, I will come out after registering."

Bei Siwen gritted her teeth secretly, looked into the man's eyes, and opened her eyes wide not to be outdone: "Okay, come out after registration~"

Song Nan smiled warmly, waved, grabbed the man's sleeve, and said gently: "Where are you going to register? Let's go quickly."

The man looked at his soft fingertips holding the cuffs, reached out to hold his hand, and responded softly: "Follow me."

Song Nan pursed her lower lip and looked back at Bei Siwen. Seeing her solemn expression, she couldn't help but look up at the man in front of her and said in a confused voice: "Have I seen you somewhere?"

The man's thin red lips were slightly raised, and his narrow eyes glanced sideways at those wet eyes: "You just left me not long ago. If you don't remember me, I will be very sad."

Song Nan was stunned, his lips trembled slightly, and his expression became more and more confused.

He lowered his eyes and knew that the man was Yi Chi from the institute, but for some reason, he always felt that he had seen that face elsewhere, earlier than meeting Yi Chi...

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Yi Chi took out his computer and asked him to take off his watch. After connecting it to the computer, he tapped the keyboard and quickly entered some programs.

"Da da da da da..."

After a moment, he disconnected and put the watch back on his wrist: "Okay."

Song Nan nodded blankly: "Okay, thank you."

Yi Chi smiled, raised his eyes, and asked lightly: "Do you want to work in the institute and be my assistant?"

"Ah?" Song Nan's head was dizzy now, and some pictures flashed in his mind from time to time, which shocked his consciousness and made him unable to gather his energy to clearly hear his words and give corresponding and accurate answers.

Yi Chi grabbed his hand, rubbed it gently, and asked again: "I like your power very much. Do you want to work with me to create more zombies of yours?"

Song Nan's pupils shrank and she responded in a daze: "A walking corpse that belongs to me?"

Yi Chi stood up, held his neck, pinched a few strands of long black hair, and said as if bewitching: "Yes, use your power to create a new type of walking zombie. They will obey your orders unconditionally. In this way, you can It’s easier to get a foothold in this world.”

"Do you need it?" He chuckled, "I can help you accomplish this, and even create an army of zombies with you as the leader."

Song Nan paused and tilted his head: "Why do you want to help me?"

Yi Chi chuckled, his dark eyes swaying slightly, revealing a layer of friendship, and he leaned forward to kiss the corners of his crimson eyes: "I said, I like your strength, and of course, I like yours even more. Body, I want to test your body values..."

Song Nan was shocked, her red lips pursed, and she tilted her head dissatisfiedly: "If it's height and weight, I can tell you directly without bothering you to test."

Yi Chi took a step back and gently fixed his slightly messy collar: "Compared with those, I want to know other places, such as where you touch, which will make you tremble; for example, where is your mouth? It's not as soft as imagined; for example, your temperature..."

Song Nan's face turned red and she quickly moved away from him, her eyes brightened with anger: "I'm very sorry, I have no interest in joining the institute. The registration has been completed and my friend is still waiting for me outside. I'll take my leave first. ”

Yi Chi gently rubbed his fingertips, but did not stop him from leaving. He only responded lightly: "Please go back and think about it. Without you, I will be very sad."

Song Nan gritted his teeth secretly and really wanted to say something back: You are so sad and you are doing this shit to me!

However, he didn't. He just walked out of the laboratory full of anger and walked along the pure white corridor towards the institute hall.

However, as he walked, several more pictures came to his mind. This time, he recalled the scene of the commercial street. A vague man always appeared in front of his eyes. At the same time, an extremely indifferent voice also appeared from time to time. rang, urging him to do something.

Song Nan covered his head, feeling very irritated. He didn't know what he was going to do, so he just urged him without telling him what he was going to do...

"Song Song!"

Bethwen's excited voice suddenly appeared.

Song Nan looked up and saw her running figure in a daze. He frowned and smiled: "Siwen."

Bei Siwen happily held his hand and pulled him out: "I have already contacted Tang Zixiu. He helped us find a house with two bedrooms and one living room. With my points, we can afford it. Just go over and sign.”

"However, that guy said he wanted to eat with us... He will pay for the points. What does Song Song want to eat? He will send the menu later. You are welcome. You'd better spend all his points!"

She spoke angrily, punched the air with her hands, as if Tang Zixiu was right in front, and her fist was hitting his face.

Song Nan chuckled, stretched out his hand to rub her head: "Thank you."

Bei Siwen paused, slowly put down her hand, turned sideways, hugged him, and said muffledly: "Song Song, is Yi Chi bullying you? If you are unhappy and don't like this place, we will leave tonight. "

Song Nan sighed softly and said in a gentle tone: "No. This is one of the few safe places at present. Don't leave easily unless you have to. Live as long as you can. When the mission is completed, we will go home together."

Bethwen bit her lower lip, tightened her arms around his waist slightly, and hugged him tightly: "Okay."

Song Nan smiled, caressing her head, thinking about how to completely recall the man in her mind, and explore what he wanted to do.

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As night falls, the cold wind blows quietly, carrying the rotten smell in the air and hitting the transparent windows.

Song Nan sat on the sofa and yawned lazily: "Siwen, when will Tang Zixiu come with food?"

Bei Siwen took out a bottle of strawberry milk and handed it to him: "Come on, come on. If Song Song is hungry, why don't you drink milk first to cushion your stomach?"

Song Nan took the milk, took a sip, and tasted the strong fragrance of strawberry milk. He narrowed his eyes happily: "Actually, I'm not that hungry. I just want to ask something."

"Oh? Not hungry? Then we can wait until you finish asking before eating." Tang Zixiu opened the door, holding the exquisite packaging box, and said with a smile.

Bei Siwen's pupils shrank suddenly and she shouted loudly: "Tang Zixiu! You actually stole the key to my and Song Song's house!"

Tang Zixiu closed the door lightly and put the food on the table. Then he threw the keys in his hand and threw them on the table. At the same time, he pulled out the chair and sat down lazily. He crossed his legs and raised his head and said jokingly: "No matter how you talk about the house, it's the same." I'm looking for it, what's wrong with me holding a key temporarily? I came all the way just to return the key to you."

"Member Bei, don't look like that, you still can't kill me~"