A trace of astonishment flashed in the man's cold eyes. After a while, he closed his eyes again, and his long eyelashes fluttered, reflecting the man's white jade-like face. The pitch black and snow white echoed each other, showing a somewhat unreal beauty.

A mass of seemingly absent air flow surged around the man's body, and transferred along a white palm like jade to the black and foul-smelling child, smoothing the child's frown from the pain.

Zhao Bei felt the strange air flow surging in his body, and thought of the internal force mentioned in martial arts novels, and tried to guide this air flow to circulate throughout his body.The air flow washed Zhao Bei's body like a clear spring, making him feel comfortable all over his body as if he had received his mother's gentle touch.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the originally beautiful pupils were more translucent and bright as if they had been soaked in snow water, showing an extraordinary look.

A strange stench began to permeate the room, and even the expression of the man with the iceberg face turned weird instantly.

The rags on the soft bed were messy, and a little black mud-like substance stuck to the sheets, which was dirty and disgusting.

A small body whose face was completely covered by jet-black mud was curled up on the bed, and a small black hand was tightly clutching the white porcelain palm, even if the snow-white surface was dyed black, it would never stop. let go.

Holding his breath, Zhao Bei wiped away the stain on the kid's forehead with his hands, and saw a layer of fair and tender complexion.

There is some sense in my heart, this is probably the effect of Yijing Qingsui Pill, which removes the impurities in the body and reshapes the meridians.

Unable to bear the fainting stench in the room, Zhao Bei picked up the kid and walked to the bathroom.

Perhaps it was just after experiencing the pain of clearing the marrow of the Book of Changes, the little ghost flinched slightly when he was picked up by Zhao Bei, and then fell asleep in his arms. Like crawling out of a mire, it was very dirty.

There is a matching bathroom in the house, a paddling pool and a bathtub are all available, but when Zhao Bei turned on the faucet, no liquid came out of the pipe after waiting for a long time.

it is as expected.After the end of the world, many places have stopped water and power supply. At least the building where Zhao Bei lived for nearly half a year has no water or electricity.

Zhao Bei, who was already prepared, was not annoyed by this. He took out a large bottle of lake water from his backpack and poured it into a basin.Soak the towel and wipe the imp's body carefully.

His fingers were as long as jade, and he was patient and meticulous when wiping the kid's body, like an artist dedicated to creation, carefully polishing and wiping his most perfect work.

The black ugliness wrapped on the surface of the shell is slowly peeled off under such a pair of skillful hands, and a carefully crafted work is gradually revealed in front of the artist.

A snow-white complexion was exposed in the air.

Zhao Bei paused the movements of his hands, and then continued to wipe. The clear water in the basin had turned into a basin of "ink ink", with a faintly disgusting sour smell.

When the last bit of smudge was wiped off, the corner of the man's mouth finally evoked a satisfied smile.

A little boy with a handsome face carved from ice appeared in front of him.Short hair that looks soft and ink-dyed, and a slightly thin and unexpectedly mature and masculine face. What makes Zhao Bei most satisfied is that this fair-skinned and healthy normal person's complexion can't be seen at all before.

However, when Zhao Bei turned on the character attribute of the little ghost, the corners of his mouth that were originally raised immediately collapsed and pulled into a cold straight line.

The name marked in the kid's attribute column is still Zombie!

The potion failed?

Zhao Bei looked at the little ghost who was still sleeping. His skin was smooth and his lips were ruddy. He looked like a pampered noble child. He was weak and handsome, and lovable.Where can I see the appearance of half a zombie.

The system must have misjudged it.

Zhao Bei gently held the little ghost's arms and hugged him up.

A pair of jet-black eyelashes trembled on the white face, and a pair of clear and translucent eyes met Zhao Bei's gaze.

The little ghost's rosy lips parted, and a few unspeakable ahhs rolled out of his mouth.

Hearing the impetuous cry of the little ghost, Zhao Bei returned a warm smile.

"Mom—" a slightly dry child's voice rang in my ears.

The man's smile suddenly froze on his face.

"Mom, mom—" The kid who finally yelled out the first word was obviously very happy, and his voice became clearer after the initial hoarseness.

A cordial yell shot at Zhao Bei like a machine gun, scaring him from the inside out.

When Zhao Bei was stunned by the first sentence the little ghost said, there was already a line waiting for inspection outside the Lingcheng base.

The team moved slowly, but everyone who had their turn successfully entered the base.

Until, a young man at the front was stopped.

"Why don't you let me in." The young man yelled at the registration staff, with an excited expression on his face. If it wasn't for the fact that there were green-suited soldiers waiting on the tower, he might have used force.

The registration female worker raised her head, glanced at the man indifferently, lowered her head and picked up a pen and continued writing, "Next."

The people behind heard this and were about to step forward, but were blocked by the young man in front, blocking their way.

Feeling neglected, the young man angrily slapped the table several times, making puffing sounds, hindering the female staff from recording.

"I want to enter the base, and you have no right not to let me in." The young man roared loudly, his movements exaggerated and anxious.

The female worker stopped writing, raised her head again, her dark eyes were filled with darkness, and she said expressionlessly, "Look back."

The young man turned around and looked behind him.

The people behind the young man couldn't help but gasped, and the crowd couldn't help but retreated a few steps.

This young man was the guy whose arm was grabbed by the zombies. There were several blue and black scratches on his arm, and a circle of white rotten flesh appeared on the edge.What was even more frightening was the face with cloudy eyes and bluish-white complexion.

Seeing that the people all backed away in horror, the young man couldn't help touching his cheek.

It doesn't matter if you don't touch it, once you touch it, the young man feels as if he has touched a piece of rough bark. When he rubbed his hand hard, his face felt hot and painful.

"Ah!" Liang Shuangshuang couldn't help screaming, and seeing the young man's gaze turned to her, she tightly covered her mouth to prevent another scream.

The young man looked down at his hands after touching his face. His hands were covered with sticky blood and skin debris, and the blood seemed to swim around from a pool of blood.

"Roar—" the young man raised his head to the sky and let out a roar that didn't sound like a human cry at all.

The human eyes were completely cloudy and red, and the flesh on the face began to peel off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood-red finger prints were exposed where the hands had been wiped.

"Bang!" A shot rang out.

The scream of the young man who looked up to the sky was suppressed halfway, and he fell to the ground with a thump, blood splashing everywhere.

Behind him is a black muzzle that still smells like gunpowder.

The female worker withdrew her pistol, and said to the people behind in a flat and almost cold tone: "Next."

Everyone lined up obediently, not daring to make loud noises, for fear of annoying the staff in front of them.

The zombie that was shot to death by the female worker had been cleaned up long ago, but every time he walked to that place, he still reminded people of that puddle of brains, which made people feel hairy.

"Name." The female staff asked formulaically without looking up.

"Zhao Jianwei."

"gender."

"……male."

"Is there any supernatural power?"

"Have."

The female worker who buried her head in the paper was finally willing to look up, and glanced at the tall, muscular man in front of her.

"Fill out the form." The female worker said and handed Zhao Jianwei a piece of paper, and then made a gesture of standing aside, signaling the next person to come forward.

Zhao Jianwei picked up a pen and wrote a few words of dog crawling, then paused again, frowning like a chrysanthemum.

After passing the questioning, Fang Jing walked up to Zhao Jianwei. Seeing his troubled appearance, he couldn't help snorting coldly, "Is there still a choice? Of course I chose to go out to search for supplies. The salary of a permanent job may not even fit your teeth." .”

Nowadays, many bases do not give food to the people for nothing, and people often need to spend a lot of energy, physical strength and even life in exchange for a day's food.Ordinary people who are not superior can only do the heaviest and most tiring menial work to satisfy their hunger; those with certain technical abilities can choose technical jobs to obtain a little more food.And more young and strong people, especially those with supernatural abilities, will choose to go out to search for supplies or kill zombies to obtain crystal nuclei as a way of survival.For people with supernatural powers like Zhao Jianwei and Fang Jing, the last job is obviously more suitable, but it is also the most dangerous.

But after Zhao Jianwei heard Fang Jing's words, he looked at Fang Jing blankly, blinked his eyes, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Aren't you struggling to choose a permanent job or go out to search for supplies?"

"No. I was just thinking, here is actually providing all the things newborns need for free, including food, housing and living." Zhao Jianwei said to Fang Jing with a serious face: "Should I hurry up and find a wife? Give birth to a child quickly so that we can pass on the blood of our Zhao family."

"..." I suddenly wanted to kill someone, what should I do.

Finally, there was only one person left outside the base.

is a cute little girl.

It's a pity that the female staff felt a little sorry.Such a cute child kept his eyes closed.I'm afraid she is as blind as the girl who just passed by.

"Little friend, what's your name?" The robot-like female staff, who had always been cold, finally put on a gentle smile.

"Auntie can call me Xiaomeng." The girl closed her eyes and replied sweetly.

"Do you have supernatural powers?" The female staff member said in a gentle voice, but she still couldn't miss what should be asked.The girl in front of her looks very weak, but she is probably not an ordinary person who can walk here alone.

"Ability?" The little girl tilted her head in doubt, then opened her eyes suddenly, "Is that so?"

The female worker looked at the pair of eyes that were so dark that they almost attracted people's souls, her expression was in a trance for a while, and she could only hear the girl's ghostly and ethereal voice coming from her ear.

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