The end of the world is coming: Socially anxious zombies just want to travel around the world

Seeing the fear on the little werewolf's face, Yan Si withdrew his mental control over the little werewolf.

Looking at the crystal pendant in his hand, Yan Si was unsure for a moment. Although he really needed the energy replenished in the crystal now, this thing was, after all, a relic left to him by the child's grandmother.

The crystal pendant was dangling in front of the little werewolf, and Yan Si said, "If you want me to give it back to you, it's not impossible."

Hearing Yan Si's words, the little werewolf's drooping ears stood up again, and he said happily: "Really?"

As he said this, he was about to snatch the crystal pendant from Yan Si's hand.

Yan Si raised the crystal pendant to a height where the little werewolf couldn't reach it.

Seeing the pair of furry ears, I resisted the urge to rub them and said, "I can return it to you, but only if you can give me the same crystal as the one on this crystal pendant."

"Since it can be made into a crystal pendant, there must be raw materials."

"How about you give me the raw material of this crystal and I'll return the crystal pendant to you?"

The little werewolf agreed immediately, but soon he was in trouble. The raw material of this crystal was obtained by his grandmother by chance, and there was only a small piece. After being carefully polished by his grandmother, it became the current rhombus shape.

Thinking of this, the little werewolf spoke with difficulty: "Wait, I can't guarantee that I will find the raw material of the crystal, because this crystal was picked up by my grandmother by chance. I only know from my grandmother where it was picked up. I am not sure whether the raw material of the crystal grows in this specific place."

Yan Si thought for a while, then nodded helplessly and said, "Then we can only go and look for it first, if the crystal raw materials cannot be found in the place you mentioned."

The little werewolf looked at Yan Si nervously.

Yan Si shook the crystal pendant in his hand and said, "Then I can only borrow it for a while. Don't worry, I will return it to you."

"When the time is up, about two months, I will return it to you."

The reason why Yan Si said this is because she found that as long as she wore the crystal pendant, her body would automatically absorb the energy contained in the crystal pendant.

It doesn't seem to be like a crystal core, which can absorb energy without swallowing it.

I only need to stay in this space and time for two months. When the meteorite core is about to be activated, I will take the time to return the crystal pendant to the child.

This is what Yan Si planned.

But in the little werewolf's mind, borrowing temporarily = never returning.

After all, when he and his grandmother lived together in the tribe, some gangsters from the tribe would come to their home to "borrow" things temporarily.

Some of them might be food, some might be various tools, and even worse, some people would borrow the money that my grandmother had saved up with great difficulty and then disappear without a trace.

He shook his head and said, "I will definitely help you find the crystal raw material. If possible, I don't want to lend it to you. Maybe after I lend it to you, you will never return it to me."

Yan Si scratched his head and looked at the little werewolf and couldn't help but complain in his heart: Doesn't this kid trust me at all?

Yan Si waved his hand and said, "Well, this is our first meeting after all. I can't help it if you don't believe me. But, whether you believe me or not, I will only stay in this land for two months. After two months, I will leave and return the crystal pendant to you."

But the little werewolf still looked unconvinced, because he had heard many similar words.

Seeing that the little werewolf still didn't believe him, Yan Si didn't want to waste words with him, and said, "We'll talk about the future later. Now you lead the way, and we'll go to the place you mentioned and look for it first."

"If there really is no crystal raw material in that place, then we can talk about it later."

The little werewolf nodded. This was the only way for now, because he knew that this was the biggest concession the strange woman in front of him could make.

If he continued like this, he might really piss off this strange woman and she might kill him.

The werewolf sighed.

Life is hard for a wolf.

The next second, the little werewolf felt his legs were in the air, and that unsteady feeling came over him again.

It was Yan Si who picked him up with one hand.

"You, what are you doing?"

The little werewolf pushed Yan Si's face and struggled hard in Yan Si's arms.

Looking at the dishonest little werewolf, Yan Si explained: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I can fly, you show me the way and I'll take you there faster."

After a good explanation, the little wolf finally calmed down.

Yan Si rubbed his hair tiredly, put on his cloak hood again, spread his bone wings and said, "It's that direction, show me."

The little werewolf nodded and raised his hand to point to the east.

"Over there, my tribe is also in that direction."

Yan Si nodded in response, and the next second he flew up from the ground, into the air and flew towards the east.

After flying forward for a while, Yan Si noticed that the little werewolf in his arms was trembling slightly.

Looking down at the little werewolf, I found that he was clutching his clothes tightly, his eyes were closed, his ears drooped in fear, and he looked very scared.

Yan Si was very familiar with this look; it was a manifestation of fear of heights.

When I took Ji Rongrong flying before, the little girl looked like this because she was afraid of heights.

Yan Si chuckled, reached out and patted the little werewolf's head, and comforted him: "It's okay, relax, don't be nervous, you won't fall."

The little werewolf was ashamed after being seen through. He said stubbornly, "Who, who is scared? I'm not afraid of such a small height!"

"Also, don't touch my head. I'm not a child anymore."

The hand that patted his head was very gentle, just like the time his grandmother patted his head. Although the temperature was not as warm as his grandmother's, the feeling was very similar.

The little werewolf couldn't help but move his ears.

Noticing something strange happening under his command, Yan Si subconsciously rubbed the little werewolf's ears.

Well, it’s soft and warm, and feels pretty good.

It feels similar to the Samoyed ears I touched before.

As Yan Si was thinking this, he keenly noticed that the temperature of his wolf's ears suddenly rose.

Yan Si looked at the little werewolf in confusion and found that his face had become even redder.

"What's wrong with you? Are you catching a cold because of the strong wind in the air? Why is your face so red?"

The little werewolf stretched out his hands to protect his ears, his face flushed with shame and said: "You, you, actually touched my ears!"

Yan Si’s face was full of black question marks.

She had only heard that a tiger's butt couldn't be touched, so was it possible that a werewolf's ears couldn't be touched either?