He's Super Sticky

This time, the little zombie didn't stay in the water for too long. After the water level in the barrel dropped by about one centimeter, the little zombie got out of the barrel, standing naked in the barrel, dripping water, with a pair of blood The red eyes fixedly looked at Mo Yan, and two pale and somewhat stiff hands stretched out towards Mo Yan.

Is this asking for a hug?

The smile on Mo Yan's face couldn't be suppressed, and he didn't know how many times he praised his little zombie baby in his heart for being cute.

He took out a brand new bath towel from the space again, wrapped the little zombie dripping with water, wrapped his arms around it, and carried the little zombie to the bed beside him with great affection.

Carefully wiped the little zombie's body clean, Mo Yan ate a few handfuls of tofu on the way, and then took out a set of clothes from the space to change into for the little zombie.

The things in Moyan Space are messy and rarely used, so they are rarely tidied up, but there are a lot of things in it. After searching for a while, he found clothes suitable for the little zombie's figure. Received.

After changing the little zombie's clothes, he used his ability to control the temperature of the surrounding air, and quickly dried the little zombie's hair. Seeing that the little zombie's hair was long and short, Mo Yan also deliberately found a hair from the space. Putting on the scissors, he confidently cut the little zombie a refreshing hairstyle.

Not to mention, his craftsmanship is quite good. Mo Yan looked at the little zombie and felt that the little zombie's beauty level has increased a few steps after his own dressing up.

He strangely hugged the little zombie who had been obediently allowing him to move, and touched the little zombie's lips.

It's a little softer than before and feels great to the touch.

After Mo Yan finished kissing, he carefully observed the wounds on the little zombie's face and neck.

Although it was not long ago, Mo Yan always remembered everything about the little zombie, not to mention these two wounds that he cherished so much. Mo Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, hugging the obedient little zombie in his arms. Arms, check carefully.

Sure enough, the water in this space is useful for the wounds of both humans and zombies, but obviously, this spring water is more effective for humans. The little zombies digested so much spring water, and the wounds on the face and neck were also A little smaller, if it wasn't for his good memory, there would be no difference.

"Baby, you will definitely get better slowly." Mo Yan kissed the little zombie's cold and uncomfortable face. He didn't know where his self-confidence came from, but he felt that the baby in his arms It will definitely become the same as normal people.

But even if he couldn't, Mo Yan would not let the little zombie be alone. In this short period of time, he had already planned to bring the little zombie with him. As for what his friends and family would think of it?Mo Yan said that this was his baby, and it was useless for them to object.

Sitting on the bed with the little zombie in his arms for a while, Mo Yan took the little zombie's hand and walked downstairs, intending to catch a zombie to test his idea.

The nails on the little zombie's hands are very sharp, for fear of hurting Mo Yan. At the beginning, the little zombie refused to hold hands with Mo Yan, hugging his neck and waist, etc. The little zombie's nails are easier to control, but the little zombie's hands are better than Mo Yan's. Mo Yan was smaller, and being wrapped in Mo Yan's palm, his nails would definitely scratch Mo Yan's palm.

The little zombie looked at Mo Yan's hand eagerly, wanting to shake it but not daring to shake it, with a look of grievance.

Mo Yan was very distressed. He thought for a while, found a glove from the space, and modified it. He cut off the palm of the glove directly and violently, leaving only the fingertips, so as to prevent the little zombies from getting nail injuries. Seeing him, the palms of the two can also touch together.

When the two held hands, Mo Yan could feel the little zombie's mood becoming very happy.

There were little zombies, and those low-level zombies resisted at all. Mo Yan grabbed a zombie at random, and then took out the crystal nucleus and fed it to the zombie.

The little zombie just saw that Mo Yan was going to feed the crystal nucleus to other wild zombies, and he was so angry that he directly crippled that zombie. Later, Mo Yan coaxed him gently and took the trouble to explain it many times. Only then did the zombies realize that Mo Yan was not trying to raise other wild zombies, so they didn't attack violently again.

Similar to what Mo Yan thought, the advancement of zombies has something to do with the crystal nucleus.

He took almost twenty first-level crystal nuclei and fed them to the stomach of that first-level zombie, but after a while, that zombie evolved into a second-level zombie.

After verifying his conjecture, Mo Yan killed the experimental zombie without hesitation, burned the zombie with fire power, and took out a clean secondary crystal nucleus.

Back in the little zombie's territory, Mo Yan couldn't wait to take out all the crystal nuclei on his body, planning to feed them to his little zombie.

"Roar"

The little zombie turned his head, stepped back, pointed at the crystal nucleus with one hand and pointed at Mo Yan with the other, but refused to let Mo Yan feed him the crystal nucleus.

Mo Yan watched the little zombie move, feeling both ironic and helpless in his heart.

How can his little zombie baby be so cute and make people feel distressed, and he just wants to be hugged and pampered.

"Good boy." Mo Yan held the little zombie in his arms and sat down, coaxing: "My baby will become stronger after eating these, and you can protect me from talking, maybe you can even talk."

"Does baby want to talk to me?" Mo Yan said without waiting for the little zombie to respond, "I really want to hear baby's voice."

The little zombie listened very quietly. He tilted his head, as if thinking.

"Baby, do you want to hug me and hold hands with me? After you eat these crystal nuclei, you will be able to take back your nails." Mo Yan held the little zombie's hand, and stretched the long and sharp nails on the little zombie's hand. The nails dangled in front of the little zombie.

The little zombie was attracted by the nails on his hands.

Mo Yan was not in a hurry, he knew that the little zombies in his family could understand, but they were slow in understanding and thinking, and most of the time they acted on instinct.

After waiting for a while, the little zombie responded. He pointed at Mo Yan, then at himself, and finally at the crystal nucleus beside him.

After the action was over, he looked at Mo Yan quietly.

"Are we together?" Mo Yan thought about the meaning of the little zombie's actions.

The little zombie tilted his head, then nodded.

Mo Yan smiled lightly.

His family's little zombie wants to share it with him.

Mo Yan didn't speak, the little zombie seemed a little anxious, he shook his hand, and then covered his mouth.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows. Does this mean that he won't eat the crystal nucleus if he doesn't use it?

The guts are a little fat.

Not too cute.

Mo Yan's heart moved, and he wanted to slap the little zombie's butt to make him obedient, but seeing the little zombie's resolute movements, he knew that the little zombie was stubborn with him. If he really didn't use these crystals Nuclear, the little zombie probably doesn't need it either.

Mo Yan had no choice but to rub the little zombie's head.

The little zombie put down his hand covering his mouth, a little happy.

In this way, one person and one zombie split the crystal nucleus into two and began to absorb it.

Humans are different from zombies. Little zombies don't need Moyan to feed them. They grab the crystal nucleus and swallow it into their stomachs. They are skilled in their movements. Obviously, they often do this kind of thing in the past, and their current level should also swallow a lot of crystal nucleus.

Mo Yan watched the little zombie eating crystal nuclei like jelly beans, and came to this conclusion.

The little zombie who was eating formally saw that Mo Yan hadn't moved, so he stopped and pointed to the crystal nucleus, with a hint of urging.

"Okay, okay, got it baby."

What a sweet little baby.

Most of these crystal nuclei are first-level, there are only dozens of second-level ones, and even fewer third-level ones, only a few.Therefore, Mo Yan absorbed it quickly, and those first-level crystal nuclei almost turned into powder in the palm of their hands.

After Mo Yan absorbed all the crystal nuclei, he opened his eyes and saw the little zombie standing in front of the bed, staring at him without blinking.

At this time, the sky has already darkened, the end of the world is approaching, and the electricity has been cut off long ago. At this moment, the place they are in is dark. If it is not because of the relationship between supernatural powers, Mo Yan can see things in the dark. The little zombie's scarlet eyes in the dark were frightened.

Mo Yan calmly put his arms around the little zombie's waist, and carried the little zombie on his body: "Waiting for a long time?"

"Roar"

The little zombie screamed softly.

Mo Yan's heart was itchy, scratched by the little zombie, and before he could figure out how to get the little zombie to scratch him again to relieve the itching, the little zombie held a pile of food in front of Mo Yan's eyes.

Before he could stop the itching, he was bitten several times by this little cutie.

Mo Yan hugged the little zombie's arm even harder, then bowed his head and gave the culprit who made him itchy a big kiss.

"It's really a baby." Mo Yan's low voice came from the darkness.

After all, not used to the dark, Mo Yan took out a flashlight from the space, and the surroundings suddenly became brighter.

The little zombie looked at the things in Mo Yan's hands curiously, and then passed the food in front of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan scratched the little zombie's nose, took the food and began to eat.

I didn't eat lunch or dinner, and I used a lot of abilities in the morning, and I beat a lot of zombies. No matter how much Mo Yan could bear it, he was really hungry.

He eats very fast, but he doesn't look awkward and vulgar at all, instead he has an elegant temperament, which is somewhat charming.

No, it's a zombie.

The little zombie stared blankly at Mo Yan eating, with an air of ignorance and obsession all over his body.

After quickly solving the problem of food and clothing in the stomach, Mo Yan began to check the effect of the little zombie eating "snacks" in the afternoon.

He asked the little zombie to release its ability, felt it for a while, and found that the little zombie's ability had indeed improved a bit compared to when he first met.It was just released and not targeted at him, goose bumps already appeared on his hands.

This is a red flag.

Mo Yan was very satisfied, thinking that there were too few third-level crystal nuclei absorbed by the little zombie in the afternoon, so he should hunt more.

It was late at night, and because of the presence of the little zombie, Mo Yan slept quite peacefully and satisfied like never before.

The system looked at Mo Yan who was sleeping outside, and the little master who had no memory but only instinct, and felt so sad and self-blame that he wanted to go back to the stove and rebuild.

It failed to protect the little master again.