Travel through the apocalypse and save people under the heroine's hands

Mo Yuming broke out in a non-existent cold sweat. This time he only used a little bit of sleeping pill powder to let Ling Xuan and Li Binyi sleep a little longer. That amount would probably make them wake up at noon. He hoped that they wouldn't catch up by then.

Fu Bohuan leisurely drove the truck specially allocated to him by the base, totally not understanding why Mo Yuming looked so nervous.

"Hey, little water system, your zombie friend is here to see you." Fu Bohuan teased.

Mo Yuming was not surprised at all. After all, every time he went out of the city, these zombies would follow him. However, when he lowered his head and looked down, he found a clue.

Only Ah Chang and Short Hair were standing in front of the truck.

What about the little greedy guy?

Mo Yuming opened the passenger door of the truck with some concern, got out of the car and asked, "A Chang, Short Hair, what happened to Xiao Tan?"

"Mom, my brother said that the pigs needed someone to take care of them, so he took the initiative to stay here." Ah Chang replied.

Pigs? Oh, and pet pigs.

"Is it okay?" Mo Yuming felt that this situation was rare and was a little worried.

"It's okay. Brother, it went to the food processing factory to fight zombies a few days ago, and it gave us a lot of crystal cores." Although its short hair made it impossible to make vivid expressions, Mo Yuming could feel that it was in a very happy mood.

Hearing the sisters' confident words, Mo Yuming finally felt relieved and asked, "I'm going to a research institute in a city this time. Do you want to go?"

"Yes, let's go." Ah Chang and Short Hair didn't want to miss the time with their mother.

So, the two zombies sat in the second row of the truck.

Fu Bohuan found it somewhat strange, thinking to himself: The zombie that is most loyal to its master didn't come. This doesn't seem right no matter how I think about it. How could the little water system not notice this?

Mo Yuming was indeed a little slow. After all, the first time he heard the zombies speak was when they recognized him as their mother. He had subconsciously defined the relationship between himself and the three zombies as "a mother and her three children." Moreover, the zombies did not have any favorability points, so he had a preconceived idea.

They didn't notice that in the sky 1 km away from the truck, a zombie was using wind powers to float in the air and quietly observe them.

The whites of Xiao Tan's eyes have turned into fluorescent dark green pupils. Ever since he heard Mo Yuming say that crystal cores can grow when they reach level 10, he has begun to frantically obtain crystal cores and work hard to increase his level.

Now it has indeed reached level 11, but it also recalls its memories when it was human.

It remembered that its name was Huo Siyu, 26 years old, and a financial analyst, and that Ah Chang and Short Hair were indeed its sisters. Ah Chang was Huo Siqi, and Short Hair was Huo Siyue, which was why when Mo Yuming wanted to feed other zombies, they were attacked by it, but Ah Chang and Short Hair were able to survive. Because it subconsciously did not regard them as strange opponents.

Since it reached level 11 early this morning, it hadn't sorted out its thoughts yet and felt that its time as a zombie was extremely embarrassing. It couldn't face Mo Yuming for the time being, so it asked its two sisters to go find Mo Yuming.

Huo Siyu rubbed his head and felt it was extremely difficult to deal with. If time could go back, he probably wouldn't do those things.

And it's really helpless. It's a straight man, so why does it seem like it's gay in the initial stage of zombie transformation?

It stared at the truck driving away until it could no longer see the road, hiding its inner madness and inexplicable awkwardness, and convinced itself in its mind: calm down for a while, it is strange to like a man suddenly, it has to get back on the right path!

Mo Yuming never thought that Xiao Tan had achieved self-evolution during the short time he was away. He was particularly impressed that Ah Chang and Short Hair had very neat hairstyles when they met this time, as if they had been well taken care of.

"A Chang, have you learned how to braid a pigtail?" Mo Yuming couldn't help but feel curious when he saw the pigtail was done meticulously without any messy hair.

"No, my brother did it for me." Ah Chang was obviously very satisfied with this hairstyle.

Mo Yuming was even more confused: With Xiao Tan's appearance of cheating when learning to drive, could he do such delicate manual work?

But he didn't take it too seriously and just thought it was a coincidence.

Fu Bohuan tapped the steering wheel with his index finger in a good mood and said to Mo Yuming: "Xiao Shuixi, in fact, the research institute in E City often uses various mammals for experiments. Maybe there are ingredients for cooking."

Mo Yuming felt something was wrong and asked him, "Aren't you afraid that those animals might have been injected with strange drugs?"

Fu Bohuan said indifferently: "Before the end of the world, many meat products were added with various drugs before they were born. This is nothing."

Although, that kind of drug should be different from experimental drugs, right? You, a lunatic, are willing to sacrifice your life for food?

Fu Bohuan saw Mo Yuming's shocked and disgusted expression and couldn't help but chuckle: "What's the big deal? I've mixed a lot of poisons together when I was doing experiments before. My body should be immune to most drugs."

"Aren't you afraid of death by doing this?" Mo Yuming really couldn't agree with it.

"No, what's wrong with dying while doing research?" Fu Bohuan's eyes were full of excitement.

"Well, you're amazing." Mo Yuming shrugged, then leaned back in his chair and prepared to sleep.

"Xiao Shuixi, you are too cold-hearted. Why don't you advise me to cherish my life?" Fu Bohuan pretended to be sad.

"Because I think that you are you, you can do whatever you want, and death may not be a bad thing."

"What are the benefits?" Fu Bohuan's curiosity was aroused.

“After you die, your inventions will become famous, and someone may even write a book called ‘The Legendary Life of Dr. Fu Bohuan’. It will allow you to rise to a higher level after your death, be recorded in history, and let people all over the world admire your achievements.” Mo Yuming joked in a serious tone.

"Hahahaha..." Fu Bohuan actually laughed out loud when he heard such a black joke.

"So, Dr. Fu, are the things you have invented now enough to shock the world?" Mo Yuming felt sleepy and his voice was light.

"Not yet." Fu Bohuan was very pragmatic.

"So it's not time to die yet. You have to work hard as a researcher so that people who write books for you in the future will have material." Although Mo Yuming was joking, he knew that in the original book, many of the things invented by Fu Bohuan really benefited future generations. From the perspective of the original book world alone, Fu Bohuan's contribution can really be recorded in history.

Unfortunately, in the original book, most of his inventions have the name of another collaborator, Zou Nuowei. Fu Bohuan is almost invisible in the eyes of the original book. After all, he is only immersed in research, and the results are not that important to him. He just enjoys the process of research.

"Well, Xiao Shuixi, can you write a book for me?" Fu Bohuan turned his head and looked at the man who had narrowed his eyes with burning eyes.

"No, I'd go bald just writing a paper, so you have to figure it out yourself. Oh, and you have to put your own name on your research results, otherwise it'll be hard to write a story for a book."

Fu Bohuan relaxed his brows and said softly, "Okay." Then he thought silently: In the biography of a famous scientist, there must be a special record of a little chef that the scientist is satisfied with, right? If someone really writes a book for him after his death, he must leave a message in advance so that they can write about the little chef.