After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

It is hard for Xiao Shenwei to have food but not be able to eat it.

So after experiencing several failures and scrapping several good pieces of meat, Xiao Shenwei, who was finally able to master the heat, put the roasted piece of meat into his mouth, the happiness index soared all the way and reached the peak in an instant.

After being hungry for so many days, I finally ate hot food. Even without various seasonings or even salt, Xiao Shenwei felt that it was delicious in the world.

It's just that Xiao Shenwei missed Rong Yun so much when he was biting the barbecue.

And the rice cooked by Rong Yun (emphasis added).

As a provincial capital city, Daxing has never lacked strategic materials, and Rong Yun should be able to get good treatment there.

The days of unconsciousness left him with nothing but fragmentary memories and crazy-growing nails.

He wasn't even sure how many days had passed since they parted.

Xiao Shenwei, who was barely full, stood up and looked around, only to realize that the environment of this place seemed somewhat familiar.

After wandering aimlessly in the jungle for a long time, Xiao Shenwei couldn't remember where that sense of familiarity came from.

Until he saw the luxuriant laurel tree.

It is very similar to the one where they collected osmanthus flowers to make sweet-scented osmanthus candy when they lived in Daxing, and they also provoked a swarm of killer bees by the way.

That's right, he is now in Nanze.

Dark clouds descended heavily in the sky, and a sound of spring thunder startled countless birds.

Xiao Shenwei looked up at the sky, and felt that he had to do something.

For example, find a place to hide from the rain.

Although he is not afraid of wet or cold, the feeling of being wet is really terrible.

The cave they escaped from last year was nearby. Xiao Shenwei walked around a few times and successfully entered the cave before the heavy rain fell.

The damp and cold feeling in the cave made Xiao Shenwei very uncomfortable.

But the matches were exhausted during the barbecue, and Xiao Shenwei couldn't make a fire, so he could only huddle in the corner aggrievedly, watching the rain curtain gradually forming a piece outside.

This is too bad.

Xiao Shenwei wanted to go home.

Go back to the small house in the oasis that they built little by little with their own hands.

He misses Tantou, although this bastard often gets into trouble.

He misses Hanamaki, although it has always been arrogant.

He still missed the freshness of Tang Qiu and Ping Hanhai when they bickered, Ni Youqing was squatting next to the pot with a bowl in his hand and guarding the stewed chicken, and there were three idiot researchers sitting in a row in front of the laboratory for training.

For Xiao Shenwei, the happiest time was when he lived in Daxing. He liked that city not only because Rong Yun was there.

The other is the humble little village in the oasis.

It was the home they built little by little with their own hands, and Xiao Shenwei kept every inch of land in the valley firmly in mind.

He wants to go back.

Maybe Ni Youqing will have a solution.

But his current state obviously cannot support him to return to the oasis on foot.

He didn't even know if he'd make it out alive.

Mrs. Nanze is too dangerous. He doesn't even have the ability to protect himself against some ferocious beasts.

Xiao Shenwei lowered his eyes to look at his pale palm, and his fingertips brushed against a cloth belt tied around his wrist.

There were still some dark red blood stains on the cloth belt.

It was a piece of cloth torn from the corner of Rong Yun's clothes, and it still had the faint smell of pheromones from Rong Yun's body.

is he awake?

Is he better?

...Will he come to me?

Xiao Shenwei tightened his fingers rubbing the cloth.

...The world is so big, how could Rong Yun know that I am in Nanze?

There was no warmth in the beating heart, and when the supposedly cold rain fell on the same cold palm, Xiao Shenwei could not feel anything except a little bit of wetness.

He leaned against the cave wall and looked at the gradually dimming sky, and his sharp nails left deep marks on the stone wall.

... Am I still alive?

……I have no idea.

...is this still alive...

Xiao Shenwei fell back with his hands behind his head.

The dry grass that was originally spread on the ground was already damp and moldy, and a few small wild fungi even grew in the corners.

But at this time Xiao Shenwei was powerless to care about anything, he was too tired.

……what is this?

...Still eating and waiting to die?

...No, it's worse than this, because he has nothing to eat at all...

Life is hard, zombies cry.

Life is not easy, the zombie sighed.

Ugh……

Lying on the grass that was softer than the hard ground, Xiao Shenwei closed his eyes and turned over.

then……

"hiss--"

Something suddenly hit his ribs, Xiao Shenwei took a breath of air and jumped up.

Although there is no pain, but the feeling of being pinched is too unpleasant.

Xiao Shenwei took advantage of the faint light that the sky had not yet completely darkened, and carefully pushed aside the hay.

"...What is this..."

A long strip of rock lay in the hay, with a small sickle-shaped piece of metal on one side.

Xiao Shenwei picked up the things from the haystack and threw them up and down in his hands.

... quite heavy.

"click,"

When the stone and metal collided, a few small sparks burst out suddenly, which made Xiao Shenwei stunned.

"Grumble-"

The stone fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

He swallowed a mouthful of air, picked up the stone, and looked at the metal lump in his hand.

... If you guessed correctly, this thing is flint and fire sickle? ?

Xiao Shenwei wondered if he saved the Milky Way in his previous life, so that he could be favored by the goddess of luck all the way.

It wasn't until the glowing fire was lit up in the narrow cave, and Xiao Shenwei leaned his hand next to the flame and felt the warmth brought by the fire, that he dared not believe that it was not an illusion.

The warm orange light reflected half of Xiao Shenwei's body, and the warm feeling made Xiao Shenwei squint his eyes comfortably.

Then he set his sights on the wild mushrooms growing in the corner.

…roasted mushrooms sounds like a great idea, doesn’t it?

As for the question of whether it will be poisoned...

Xiao Shenwei pinched a small white and tender fungus and touched his chin:

... When he was in the oasis before, he seemed to have eaten this kind of fungus.

Not poisonous and seems to taste good?

In the end, appetite overcame reason, and Xiao Shenwei went out in the rain to break some twigs and came back, and roasted them with fungus.

It's just that he didn't notice that under the smoke of the fireworks, some small milky white water droplets slowly seeped from the fractures of the twigs.

The process of eating mushrooms is very pleasant.

Xiao Shenwei's roasted mushrooms, which can already be roughly controlled by the heat, are still edible.

...Let's not mention the taste, it's cooked anyway...

Xiao Shenwei ate more than a dozen in one go before he burped his stomach and lay down on his back.

The fire occasionally crackled, and the heavy rain outside the cave gradually subsided, but it never stopped.

Xiao Shenwei turned over, yawned, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

At the same time, a hunting team from Daxing gathered around the corpse of a piebald tiger with an indecent appearance, watching the scars on the corpse that looked vicious.

The leading man stroked his unshaven chin and scratched his head.

... I always feel that these traces are familiar, why? ?

……

……

Xiao Shenwei was awakened by the heat.

For the first time in such a long time after the funeral, he felt the feeling of being awakened by heat.

His whole body was scalding hot as if being burned by fire, when Xiao Shenwei touched his forehead, it was covered with sweat.

The originally pale skin was flushed abnormally from inside to outside, Xiao Shenwei sat up, supported his drowsy head, and shook his head.

Vision is a little blurry.

The fire is still burning, but the fire is much smaller than before.

Sitting across from him was a figure, which seemed vague and unreal.

It's just that the outline of that person is very similar to Rong Yun.

In the dim, warm firelight, the person opposite raised his head, bent his eyes and smiled at him: "You're awake."

It's like every morning when Xiao Shenwei wakes up from sleep.

A sudden heat welled up in the eye sockets.

Xiao Shenwei opened his mouth, and a hoarse cry came out of his throat, broken as if it had been torn apart by wind and rain.

"... Rong Yun."

Rong Yun stretched out his hand towards him.

Those hands looked like a piece of delicate warm jade against the firelight.

Xiao Shenwei raised his hand to hold those hands.

But at the moment when he was about to hold that hand, his eyes blurred, and the figure on the opposite side suddenly dispersed like ink dripping into water.

Xiao Shenwei was stunned.

Fingers dangling in mid-air.

A trace of wind and rain drifted in from the outside and landed on his skin.

Xiao Shenwei flinched, blinked, and slowly lowered his hands somewhat disappointed.

...is an illusion.

"Xiao Shenwei."

Someone was calling his name in his ear.

Warm breath sprayed on the ear, Xiao Shenwei breathed shortly.

Putting his hands on Xiao Shenwei's shoulders, his cool fingers brushed against his ears.

The clothes had been cut into several holes at some point, maybe it was the bushes in the forest, or the sharp claws of the spotted tiger.

Those hands went around Xiao Shenwei's chest to tidy up his somewhat messy clothes, and hugged Xiao Shenwei from behind.

"...You, you still don't know how to take care of yourself."

"...what would you do without me?"

Xiao Shenwei's head was throbbing dizzily, and his stomach was writhing uncomfortably.

However, he still stretched out his hand to hold those hands, clenched them tightly, and nodded: "...En."

...Yes, what would I do without you?

Xiao Shenwei turned around, holding the familiar face that he could not sleep at night, his eyes fell on the other person's face, as if he wanted to carve this person's face into his soul inch by inch.

He had never missed a person so much.

That scorching feeling seemed to tear him apart.

He couldn't wait to see him, to hold him in his arms, to kiss his soft cheeks and warm lips.

And then he did the same.

Even though he clearly realized that this was an illusion caused by eating fungus poisoning.

It's just that this hallucination was so real that he seemed to be able to hear the pounding heartbeat of the other party.

But it's all fake.

All are fake.

Because he can't smell the ice mint pheromone.

His supposedly hot glands didn't react at all.

...but so what?

As long as it is this person, it is enough.

Even if it was just an illusion, it was enough for him to relieve the pain of lovesickness a little bit.

He hugged the body of the person in front of him tightly, and kissed his lips fiercely, as if he wanted to rub this person into the bone marrow.

Sudden pain in his head, and a burning sensation in his stomach, Xiao Shenwei suddenly turned around, covered his mouth, and his feet went limp.

"……vomit……"

"Cough...cough..."

"Ugh... vomit..."

"..."

Xiao Shenwei, who had almost vomited all his bile, had a face like gold paper, and sat down clutching his aching stomach. Looking at the empty cave and the burning flames, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

The huge sense of loss made his heart convulse, and even his breathing felt suffocated.

He looked at the unfinished mushrooms in the corner and decided to take them away.

... In this way, when he misses Rong Yun, he can eat one and look at him.

If the poisoning reaction lasts for a long time, he still has the opportunity to hug him and kiss him.

I'm such a genius.