He's Super Sticky

Mo Yan sat on the bed with one leg propped up, one hand resting on his knee and his head supported. He looked carefully at the rather clean shop that had been tampered with, and thought to himself: My little zombies really like to be clean.

My family?

The word that popped up suddenly made Mo Yan stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile broke out on his face, this word is good, I am happy to hear it.

Mo Yan secretly read it twice again, and read it sweetly from his heart.

After the sweetness, he turned his head and looked at the door. What was his little zombie doing?

Mo Yan sat on the bed and waited for more than ten minutes, but the little zombie still didn't come back. He frowned, feeling inexplicably worried, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the little zombie still didn't come back. This time, Mo Yan couldn't sit still. He jumped up from the soft bed and walked out with a pair of long legs.

It is obviously a level [-] spiritual zombie, and Mo Yan also understands that the little zombie's level and ability are probably to dominate the zombie group. Even if he runs into the crowd or the base, it has only been two months since the end of the world. The human beings are definitely not the opponents of the little zombies. Even he, who is called the Hope Base, faced the little zombies on the first day. He was probably beaten by the little zombies, but he was inexplicably worried about the safety of the little zombies.

Worried is very irritable.

Mo Yan flipped his hand, took out a cigarette from the space, controlled the ability to light the cigarette, and even saved the lighter.

Mo Yan also has a space ability, which is much larger than Huang Xiao's space ability. Every time the space ability is upgraded, the space will double accordingly, and the inside is like a growing small world .

Now his lightning and fire ability is level three, and his space ability is also two levels. The inside has expanded from a large playground to the same size as a stadium. What remains unchanged is the spring water in the middle. There is no other use, so he usually uses it for bathing.

However, he uses it quietly, and his spatial ability is not convenient to reveal, nor does it mean that it cannot be revealed, but because Huang Xiao, who grew up since childhood, also has space ability, and space ability users do not have offensive and defensive moves, just a The mobile warehouse needed the protection of others every time he went out. Huang Xiao already felt a little self-confident and blamed himself for not being able to fight. If his spatial ability was exposed again, Huang Xiao would probably think more.

Therefore, Mo Yan's spatial ability is rarely used, and generally only used when he is alone. Huang Xiao has always been responsible for group activities and loading things.

Mo Yan is not a confident person who cares about others. If Huang Xiao hadn't grown up with him and had a good personality, Mo Yan wouldn't have thought so much about it.

After smoking a whole cigarette, the little zombie still didn't come back. Mo Yan frowned even tighter. He walked to the railing and looked at the first floor of the shopping mall. He saw dense crowds of zombies underneath. It was terrifying Some headaches.

But he just frowned, and then put one hand on the railing with no expression on his face, stood on tiptoe, and the muscles on his arms swelled up in an arc because of his movements.

Just when he was leaning on the railing and about to jump into the pile of zombies on the first floor, a roar came from below, and then Mo Yan saw the little zombie who had just disappeared roaring angrily, with a pale face stiffened and quickly moved towards He flew over.

Mo Yan's heart relaxed, and he withdrew his hand from the railing. He stood where he was, squinting his eyes and carefully looked at the little zombie coming towards him.

Only after looking at it did I realize that the little zombie was pretty good-looking.

When the incident happened suddenly, he didn't come to take a closer look, but just took a quick look. The little zombie "caught" him and put him in his nest, then pushed him on the bed and left.

This time I took a closer look, and found that the little zombie liked it no matter how he looked at it, even the skin on his mouth made him feel very good-looking.

The clothes on the little zombie were a bit dirty, but he seemed to be paying attention. There was no blood on the clothes or exposed skin like other zombies. His arms and legs were white and thin. Of course, white is pale white. Dead people white.The waist is not clear, and the clothes are too big to completely cover the figure, which makes Mo Yan feel a little pity.

Looking up, the little zombie's slender neck is pale and pale, one side is intact, but it is rotten all over again. The rotten meat hangs on the neck, giving people a very disgusting feeling.

Mo Yan looked at the carrion on the neck of the little zombie, but his heart suddenly ached, and an unspeakable anger was growing.

The little zombie turned into a zombie after being bitten on the neck.

At that time, how painful and desperate he must have been when he was bitten, why wasn't he by the little zombie's side at that time?

Mo Yan's eyes lit up with anger, he wished he could send the zombie that bit the little zombie flying, and he wanted to punch himself who was not around the little zombie at that time.

He hadn't thought about it at all, when the little zombie was still a human, the two of them didn't know each other at all, and it had nothing to do with him when the little zombie became a zombie, but Mo Yan somehow couldn't pass his own test.

"Roar"

The little zombie quickly stood beside Mo Yan, forcefully held Mo Yan, who was much taller than him, on his shoulders, and walked towards his territory.

The nails on the little zombie's hands are very long, and the zombie's nails also contain viruses. After catching humans, even humans who have evolved into supernatural beings have a chance to become zombies if they are caught by zombies.

But the little zombie was very careful when grabbing Mo Yan's hand. He seemed to know that he was special. to hurt.

Mo Yan, who was lying on the little zombie, naturally felt that the little zombie was cautious of him.

Mo Yan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth proudly. Even though his realistic consciousness was very awkward and uncomfortable, which damaged his image, it didn't affect Mo Yan's mood.

Mo Yan was quickly thrown back onto the soft princess bed by the little zombie.

"Roar, roar."

The little zombie yelled at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan inexplicably felt that he had understood the little zombie's words.

The little zombie seems to be angry?Angry that he's leaving?

No, no, he didn't want to leave.

Mo Yan raised his head and looked at the little zombie's face. Like his exposed arm, the little zombie's face was pale and terrifying, with a few faint blue veins, and there was a scratch on the left side of the face near the ear. , the scars are quite long, about five or six centimeters, the same as the wound on the neck, the flesh inside and around it is rotten, seriously affecting the little zombie's original pretty face, it looks a little scary and disgusting.

But Mo Yan didn't think that the wound on the little zombie's face was the same as the wound on the neck, which made Mo Yan distressed and angry. He didn't realize that the little zombie was ugly and disgusting. In his opinion, the little zombie was the cutest and most good-looking.

Mo Yan knelt on the bed, stretched out his strong long hands without thinking, and hugged the little zombie who was screaming angrily by the bed.

The angry roar of the little zombie stopped abruptly with his movements.

Mo Yan hugged the little zombie, and pressed the little zombie's head firmly against his shoulder. His nose was filled with the rotten smell of the little zombie, as well as the smell of rings on his clothes and hair.But Mo Yan didn't seem to smell these bad smells, his face didn't change, and he even smiled a little bit happily, and gently patted the little zombie's back with one hand, with some distress and comfort.

He was happy with the little zombie's specialness, anger, and various emotions shown to him, and felt sorry for the little zombie's experience.

"Little guy." When Mo Yan said this title, he felt that something was wrong. He didn't know what was wrong, but it was a little awkward.

He had a serious face, as if he was thinking about some major life event, and suddenly a big smile appeared on his face, "Baby, baby."

He said this title a few times, and he felt more and more satisfied. Although it was a bit weird to call a zombie a baby, Mo Yan couldn't stop himself from being happy.Even the little zombie roared because of this name in his arms.

Although the voices are the same, Mo Yan just knows that the little zombie likes this name.

He smiled at his unreasonable and absurd idea.

"Baby, I didn't want to run away." Mo Yan explained, he inexplicably felt that the little zombie was angry because of this before, "I want to find you, baby."

"I won't go, how can I be willing to go?"

He thought his little zombie could understand.

really.

"Roar"

This time, the little zombie's voice was a little softer. Although it was still loud in Mo Yan's ears, maybe it was because Xi Shi was in the eye of a beholder, and Mo Yan felt that his little zombie was acting coquettish and shy because of his words.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth curled up. He felt that the little zombie was so cute. He just looked at the little zombie and listened to the voice of the little zombie, and he felt happy and happy.

After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time Mo Yan has such emotions.

This little zombie is simply his baby.The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more turbulent he became, and regardless of the mess on the little zombie's body and the cold dead skin of the little zombie, a pair of big hands reached into the clothes of the little zombie and touched the skin of the little zombie.

It doesn't have the warmth of a living person's skin, and it's a bit cold and stiff, but Mo Yan feels that the touch feels great.

Touching and groping, Mo Yan suddenly stopped, looked at his palm stiffly, and thought to himself, could it be that he has necrophilia?

Thinking of the zombies outside, Mo Yan shuddered, no, no, he only did this to the little zombie baby in his arms.

Just when Mo Yan was wandering, the little zombie suddenly pushed Mo Yan away, and Mo Yan was stunned for a moment. The next second, he saw that the little zombie had just put a cloth bag into his arms.

Only then did Mo Yan realize that his little zombie had brought back a cloth bag.

The little zombie looked at him, then at the cloth bag in his arms.

Mo Yan understood what the little zombie meant.

He opened the cloth bag in his arms and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. The cloth bag contained a lot of food, such as canned meat, ham, vacuum-packed chicken wings and other food that made people drool.

Mo Yan didn't expect that the little zombie just went out to find food for him. He looked at the food, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

The little zombie pointed to the cloth bag again.

Following the little zombie's movements, Mo Yan pushed the food away, and saw densely packed crystal nuclei under the food. He roughly calculated that there were nearly two hundred of them.

In such a short period of time, his little zombies not only found food for him, but also gave him so many crystal nuclei, and most of them were non-attributed, so he could absorb them all.

Mo Yan looked at the cloth bag in his hand, and an idea came to him inexplicably.

His family's little zombie is trying to keep him?

The author has something to say: Mo Yan: My benefactor is a little zombie, he is so cute, like the sun

Zhang Lixin and others: ...Could it be that they were captured by zombies and poisoned by zombies?Brain-dead?

Little Zombie: Ho Ho