Chapter 2175: Mr. Zombie (34)

Chapter 2175: Chapter 2175: Mr. Zombie (34)

Zhao Yingjun sighed with relief when the zombie left.

Scared the handsome hell out of me!

"That really is my daughter, she really is my daughter..." The man was still causing a commotion.

The people around him didn’t look too good, but they still tried to console him.

After all, if they saw their own loved ones, they might react the same way he did.

The man suddenly pushed through the crowd and rushed to Zhao Yingjun: "Can you help me find Jiaojiao?"

Zhao Yingjun: "!!!"

What kind of request is this?

With so many zombies in the city, where was he supposed to look? He wasn’t some big shot, how could he dare to go looking?

Of course, Zhao Yingjun couldn’t agree to this request, hurriedly finished his business, and dashed away.

-

The batch of people sent by the base solved quite a few problems, and the city still needed humans for normal operations.

Relying on that bunch of rebellious zombies...

Chuzheng thought it would be over sooner or later.

Ask them to do something, and they turn around and do something else.

Really no different from kindergarten kids.

If there’s one difference, it’s just that... they are bigger.

There was a person from the lab who came looking for Chuzheng every now and then, always about that "Jiaojiao."

Chuzheng didn’t quite want to pay attention to him, so she avoided him.

But the person was persistent, not doing research properly and coming over every day.

Chuzheng couldn’t stand it anymore and met him face-to-face.

"It’s not that I won’t help you, do you know how many zombies there are in the city? Where am I supposed to find someone for you? We have no relation, so there’s no need for me to help you. If you bother me again, don’t blame me for sending you back to the base."

Before the person could say anything, Chuzheng blocked him with one sentence.

Chuzheng waved her hand: "Send him out."

Xiao Gong came in with a slingshot, made a gesture for him to leave, and whispered a warning: "The boss is fierce. If she says she won’t help you, then she won’t. Don’t go looking for trouble."

"..."

The person glanced at the little girl sitting behind the conference table, her calm and unfathomable eyes inexplicably giving a creepy feeling.

After leaving the room, the person’s back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Xiao Gong escorted him to the elevator and pressed the button for him.

The elevator came up from below, and as soon as the doors opened, someone jumped out from inside.

Really jumped out.

Possibly not expecting someone outside, the person in the elevator bumped into the person outside.

Due to his short stature, Xiao Gong avoided harm, but the unlucky man was knocked stumbling.

The person who bumped into him was ice-cold all over. Out of the corner of his eye, the man noticed the person’s pale green skin. That skin color...

Bei Chi turned his head; he wasn’t wearing a mask. The man suddenly saw his face.

-

Leaving the building, the man was in a daze. The young man he saw was clearly a zombie.

But his actions were hardly different from a human’s.

He clearly had his own consciousness.

So, can zombies actually recover?

The man was overtaken by a wave of excitement at the thought, and if this was the case, there must be a way to cure them!

Returning to the lab, the man no longer shouted about finding his daughter and suddenly began to conduct experiments seriously, working more diligently than others.

The people in the lab found it strange, but he wouldn’t tell them anything, so they could only keep an eye on him.

-

The base gradually sent batches of zombies, but the numbers weren’t large.

However, they added up, and there were more and more zombies in the city.

Even with so many zombies, Chuzheng’s task progress had only reached sixty-five percent.

Zhi Kai had made progress as well; zombies eating virus-laden food indeed posed no human problems.

— He was just observing if the zombies would die; as for whether there would be any problems, Zhi Kai actually didn’t know either.

"Hungry."

Chuzheng was just thinking when Bei Chi suddenly stuck his head out from under the table, lay on her lap, and stared eagerly at her.

"..."

Who told you to crawl under the table!!

"Come out."

Bei Chi tilted his head and slowly crawled out, sitting next to Chuzheng.

"Hungry," Bei Chi repeated the word clearly.

Perhaps because Chuzheng often asked if he was hungry, Bei Chi learned the word quickly.

"Why do you feel hungry so soon?" Chuzheng found it odd: "Do you have multiple stomachs?"

Upon hearing "stomach," zombie mister immediately opened his mouth: "Ah..."

Chuzheng: "..."

Pig?

Chuzheng grumpily said: "Go hungry."

"..."

Bei Chi shrunk his body and suddenly slipped down, and in a blink, his head disappeared under the table.

"!!!"

Chuzheng bent down to look, and Bei Chi was sliding out the other end of the table.

Chuzheng called after him: "Come here."

"No!"

Bei Chi retreated even faster, quickly going out the other end, bolting outside.

Chuzheng sat silently for a moment, calmly straightening her posture, staring toward the door.

A minute later, Bei Chi cautiously peeped his head in, unexpectedly meeting Chuzheng’s gaze.

He immediately pulled back.

After a moment, he slowly poked his head in again, met Chuzheng’s eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked in slowly.

He dawdled his way beside Chuzheng, extended his arms to hug her, rubbed his face against her neck, and murmured softly: "Hungry."

Chuzheng took a deep breath.

Calm.

Where is the Good Person Card?

Chuzheng turned her head, touched her lips with her fingertip, and Bei Chi obediently leaned in.

-

Chuzheng took Bei Chi to eat; previously, she fed him only dry food. Now that conditions allowed, Chuzheng started feeding him hot meals.

However, Bei Chi resisted these foods more.

But he was very hungry.

If he didn’t eat, he would have a stomach ache.

With a stomach ache, he’d want to bite her.

That wouldn’t do.

So, Bei Chi had to obediently swallow the food.

Bei Chi still couldn’t use chopsticks, and he held a spoon awkwardly most of the time, so Chuzheng fed him.

"Boss, this is a cake I made with whatever I could find." Xiaoyu held out a freshly baked cake: "Want to try?"

"Ah, smells good!" The nose of Zhikai and Ah Yi, who just came in, was very sharp and picked up on the aroma: "What is that? I haven’t smelled anything like this in ages. Xiaoyu, what are you making?"

"Cake," Xiaoyu answered.

Zhi Kai’s eyes lit up: "Is there more?" It had been a long time since he’d eaten such a thing; he used to not think it was tasty, but now the smell made his mouth water.

"...No more." Xiaoyu feigned innocence: "Limited ingredients, could only make one." It was all given to the boss.

Chuzheng cut a portion, then gave the rest to them.

"Boss, you’re so kind," Zhi Kai said without any concern for his image.

"..." What’s the use of giving me a Good Person Card?

Zhi Kai took the cake to share, leaving only Chuzheng and Bei Chi at the table.

Chuzheng cut a small piece for Bei Chi, but he was unfamiliar with the thing and stared at it for a long time without daring to take a bite.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng held Bei Chi’s chin, forced him to open his mouth, and shoved the cake in.

Bei Chi protested with a "hoo hoo" sound.

When Chuzheng let go, Bei Chi grimaced, possibly not liking the taste, and spit it all out.

Chuzheng: "..."

The little guy used to love sweets the most, didn’t he?

Even if he doesn’t remember now, he shouldn’t dislike them this much.