Chapter 137
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This time, the little zombie didn't stay in the water for too long. After the water level in the barrel was almost one centimeter, the little zombie drilled out of the barrel, stood in the barrel dripping water all over, a pair of blood red eyes looked at Mo Yan, and two pale and stiff hands stretched out to Mo Yan.
Is this a hug?
The smile on Mo Yan's face couldn't be restrained, and he didn't know how many times he boasted that his little zombie baby was cute.
He took out a brand-new bath towel from the space again, wrapped the little zombie dripping with water, took his arm, and took the little zombie to the bed.
Carefully wipe the whole body of the little zombie, and Mo Yan ate several handfuls of tofu on the way. Only then did he take out a suit of clothes from the space and change it for the little zombie.
The things in Mo Yan's space are messy and rarely used, so he seldom arranges them. However, there are many things in it. After looking for a while, he found clothes suitable for the body of the little zombie. He didn't know that he collected them at random.
After changing clothes for the little zombie, he used his power to control the temperature of the surrounding air, and soon dried the little Zombie's hair. Seeing that the little Zombie's hair was long and short, Mo Yan also specially found a pair of scissors from the space, and cut a fresh hairstyle for the little zombie with confidence.
Don't say, his craftsmanship is quite good. Mo Yan looks at the little zombie and thinks that the beauty level of the little zombie has increased several steps after his own dress.
He hugged the little zombie who had been obedient to his actions and touched it on the lips of the little zombie.
It's a little softer than before. It feels great.
After Mo Yan kissed, he carefully observed the wounds on the face and neck of the little zombie.
Although it was not long ago, Mo Yan always remembered everything about the little zombie, not to mention the two wounds he cherished. Mo Yan sat cross legged on the bed, held the obedient little zombie in his arms and examined it carefully.
Sure enough, the water in this space is useful for both human and zombie wounds, but obviously, the effect of this spring on human beings is better. The little zombie digests so much spring water, and the wounds on his face and neck are smaller. If he doesn't have a good memory, he won't see it. Don't come on a business trip.
"Baby, you will get better slowly." Mo Yan kissed the little Zombie's cold, cold and tactile face. He didn't know where he came from. He just felt that the baby in his arms would become like a normal person.
But even if not, Mo Yan will not let the little zombie alone. In this short time, he has planned to take the little zombie with him. What will his friends and family think of it? Mo Yan said it was his baby, and their opposition was useless.
Holding the little zombie, he sat on the bed and kept warm for a while. Mo Yan took the little Zombie's hand downstairs and planned to catch a zombie to experiment with his idea.
The fingernails on the hands of the little zombie are very sharp. They are afraid to hurt Mo Yan. At the beginning, the little zombie refused to hold hands with Mo Yan, hug his neck and waist. The nails of the little zombie are better controlled, but the hands of the little zombie are smaller than Mo Yan. They are wrapped in his hands, and the nails will scratch the palm of Mo Yan's hand.
The little zombie looked at Mo Yan's hand, wanted to hold it but didn't dare to hold it, showing a withered look of grievance.
Mo Yan was very distressed. He thought about it and found a glove from the space. He also modified it. He directly and violently cut off the palm of the glove, leaving only fingertips, which can not only prevent the fingernails of the little zombie from hurting him, but also contact the palms of the two people.
When they held hands, Mo Yan felt that the mood of the little zombie became very happy.
There are small zombies. Those low-level zombies resist at all. Mo Yan grabs a zombie at will, and then takes out the crystal core and feeds it to the zombie.
The little zombie just began to see that Mo Yan wanted to feed the crystal core to other wild zombies. He was angry and directly abandoned the zombie. Later, Mo Yan coaxed him with a warm voice and explained it many times. The little zombie realized that Mo Yan didn't want to raise other wild zombies, so he didn't use violence again.
As Mo Yan thought, the promotion of zombie has something to do with crystal nucleus.
He took almost twenty primary crystal nuclei and fed them to the belly of the first-class zombie, but in a short time, the zombie evolved into a second-class zombie.
After verifying his conjecture, Mo Yan did not hesitate to solve the experimental zombie, burn the zombie with fire power, and take out the clean secondary crystal core.
Returning to the territory of the little zombie, Mo Yan couldn't wait to take out all the crystal nuclei on him and planned to feed his little zombie.
"Roar"
The little zombie twisted his head, stepped back, pointed to the crystal core with one finger and Mo Yan with the other hand, just didn't let Mo Yan feed the crystal core to him.
Mo Yan looked at the little Zombie's action, and his heart was both ironing and helpless.
How can his little zombie baby be so lovely and distressing that he just wants to hold it in his arms and pet it well.
"Good." Mo Yan sat with the little zombie in his arms and coaxed: "baby, if you eat these, you will be more powerful in the future. You can protect me from talking. Maybe you can speak."
"Baby, do you want to talk to me?" Mo Yan said to himself before the little zombie responded, "I really want to hear baby's voice."
The little zombie listened quietly. He tilted his head and seemed to be thinking.
"Baby, do you want to hold me and hold my hand? When baby eats these crystal nuclei, he can take back his nails." Mo Yan holds the little Zombie's hand and shakes the long and sharp nails on the little Zombie's hand 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 his little zombie understood, but he understood and thought slowly. Most of the time, he acted by instinct.
After a while, the little zombie reacted. He pointed to Mo Yan, pointed to himself, and finally pointed to the crystal nucleus on one side.
After the action, he looked at Mo Yan quietly.
"Together?" Mo Yan thought about the meaning of the little zombie action.
The little zombie tilted his head and nodded.
Mo Yan smiled gently.
The little zombie of his family is to share with him.
Mo Yan didn't speak. The little zombie seemed worried. He shook his hand and covered his mouth.
Mo Yan picks his eyebrows. Does that mean he doesn't eat without crystal core?
A little fat.
Not cute.
Mo Yan's heart moved and he wanted to beat the little Zombie's ass and make him obedient, but looking at the little Zombie's very determined action, he knew that the little zombie was stubborn with him. If he really didn't use these crystal nuclei, the little zombie probably wouldn't have to.
Mo Yan was helpless and rubbed the head of the little zombie.
The little zombie put down his hand covering his mouth and was a little happy.
In this way, one person and one zombie split the crystal nucleus into two and began to absorb it.
People are different from zombies. Little zombies don't have to feed with ink. They swallow the crystal nucleus by themselves. They are skilled. Obviously, they used to do this often before. Now their level should also swallow a lot of crystal nuclei.
Mo Yan looked at the little zombie eating the crystal nucleus like sugar beans and came to this conclusion.
Seeing that Mo Yan didn't move, the little zombie who ate formally stopped and pointed to the crystal nucleus, with a sense of urging.
"Okay, okay, I see, baby."
What a lovely baby.
Most of these nuclei are primary, there are only dozens of secondary, and there are fewer tertiary, only a few. Therefore, Mo Yan absorbed quickly, and those primary crystal nuclei almost turned into powder in the palm of his hand.
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 darkened, the end of the world is coming, and the electricity has long been cut off. At the moment, their place is dark. If it is not for the power, Mo Yan can see things in the dark, I'm afraid he will be frightened by the scarlet eyes of the little zombie in the dark.
Mo Yan calmly hugged the little Zombie's waist and took the little zombie to his body: "have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Roar"
The little zombie cried softly.
Mo Yan's heart was itchy and scratched by the little zombie. He didn't know what method to use to make the little zombie scratch him again to stop itching. The little zombie put a pile of food in his hands in front of Mo Yan.
Before I could stop itching, I was stung several times by this little cute.
Mo Yan grabbed the little Zombie's arm harder, then bowed his head and gave a big kiss to the culprit who made him itch.
"It's really baby." murmur whispered in the dark.
After all, he didn't adapt to the darkness. Mo Yan took out a flashlight from the space and suddenly the surrounding became bright.
The little zombie looked curiously at the things in Mo Yan's hand, and then handed the food in his hand to Mo Yan.
Mo Yan scratched the nose of the little zombie, took the food and ate.
I didn't eat lunch or dinner. In the morning, I moved a lot of powers and beat a lot of zombies. Mo Yan was really hungry if he could bear it.
He eats very fast, but he doesn't seem embarrassed and vulgar at all. Instead, he has an elegant temperament and is somewhat charming.
No, it's a zombie.
The little zombie stared at Mo Yan and ate. There was a smell of ignorance and obsession all over his body.
He soon solved the problem of food and clothing in his stomach. Mo Yan began to check the effect of eating "snacks" in the afternoon.
He asked the little zombie to release his powers. After feeling it, he found that the power of the little zombie was indeed improved compared with that when he first met. It was just released, not aimed at him, and goose bumps had already appeared on his hands.
This is a sign of danger.
Mo Yan was very satisfied. He thought that there were too few tertiary crystal nuclei absorbed by the little zombie in the afternoon. He should hunt more.
Late at night, because the little zombie was there, Mo Yan slept quite at ease and had unprecedented satisfaction.
The system looked at the sleeping ink words outside, and the little master who had no memory but instinct. He was melancholy and self reproached and wanted to go back to the furnace and rebuild himself.
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This time, the little zombie didn't stay in the water for too long. After the water level in the barrel was almost one centimeter, the little zombie drilled out of the barrel, stood in the barrel dripping water all over, a pair of blood red eyes looked at Mo Yan, and two pale and stiff hands stretched out to Mo Yan.
Is this a hug?
The smile on Mo Yan's face couldn't be restrained, and he didn't know how many times he boasted that his little zombie baby was cute.
He took out a brand-new bath towel from the space again, wrapped the little zombie dripping with water, took his arm, and took the little zombie to the bed.
Carefully wipe the whole body of the little zombie, and Mo Yan ate several handfuls of tofu on the way. Only then did he take out a suit of clothes from the space and change it for the little zombie.
The things in Mo Yan's space are messy and rarely used, so he seldom arranges them. However, there are many things in it. After looking for a while, he found clothes suitable for the body of the little zombie. He didn't know that he collected them at random.
After changing clothes for the little zombie, he used his power to control the temperature of the surrounding air, and soon dried the little Zombie's hair. Seeing that the little Zombie's hair was long and short, Mo Yan also specially found a pair of scissors from the space, and cut a fresh hairstyle for the little zombie with confidence.
Don't say, his craftsmanship is quite good. Mo Yan looks at the little zombie and thinks that the beauty level of the little zombie has increased several steps after his own dress.
He hugged the little zombie who had been obedient to his actions and touched it on the lips of the little zombie.
It's a little softer than before. It feels great.
After Mo Yan kissed, he carefully observed the wounds on the face and neck of the little zombie.
Although it was not long ago, Mo Yan always remembered everything about the little zombie, not to mention the two wounds he cherished. Mo Yan sat cross legged on the bed, held the obedient little zombie in his arms and examined it carefully.
Sure enough, the water in this space is useful for both human and zombie wounds, but obviously, the effect of this spring on human beings is better. The little zombie digests so much spring water, and the wounds on his face and neck are smaller. If he doesn't have a good memory, he won't see it. Don't come on a business trip.
"Baby, you will get better slowly." Mo Yan kissed the little Zombie's cold, cold and tactile face. He didn't know where he came from. He just felt that the baby in his arms would become like a normal person.
But even if not, Mo Yan will not let the little zombie alone. In this short time, he has planned to take the little zombie with him. What will his friends and family think of it? Mo Yan said it was his baby, and their opposition was useless.
Holding the little zombie, he sat on the bed and kept warm for a while. Mo Yan took the little Zombie's hand downstairs and planned to catch a zombie to experiment with his idea.
The fingernails on the hands of the little zombie are very sharp. They are afraid to hurt Mo Yan. At the beginning, the little zombie refused to hold hands with Mo Yan, hug his neck and waist. The nails of the little zombie are better controlled, but the hands of the little zombie are smaller than Mo Yan. They are wrapped in his hands, and the nails will scratch the palm of Mo Yan's hand.
The little zombie looked at Mo Yan's hand, wanted to hold it but didn't dare to hold it, showing a withered look of grievance.
Mo Yan was very distressed. He thought about it and found a glove from the space. He also modified it. He directly and violently cut off the palm of the glove, leaving only fingertips, which can not only prevent the fingernails of the little zombie from hurting him, but also contact the palms of the two people.
When they held hands, Mo Yan felt that the mood of the little zombie became very happy.
There are small zombies. Those low-level zombies resist at all. Mo Yan grabs a zombie at will, and then takes out the crystal core and feeds it to the zombie.
The little zombie just began to see that Mo Yan wanted to feed the crystal core to other wild zombies. He was angry and directly abandoned the zombie. Later, Mo Yan coaxed him with a warm voice and explained it many times. The little zombie realized that Mo Yan didn't want to raise other wild zombies, so he didn't use violence again.
As Mo Yan thought, the promotion of zombie has something to do with crystal nucleus.
He took almost twenty primary crystal nuclei and fed them to the belly of the first-class zombie, but in a short time, the zombie evolved into a second-class zombie.
After verifying his conjecture, Mo Yan did not hesitate to solve the experimental zombie, burn the zombie with fire power, and take out the clean secondary crystal core.
Returning to the territory of the little zombie, Mo Yan couldn't wait to take out all the crystal nuclei on him and planned to feed his little zombie.
"Roar"
The little zombie twisted his head, stepped back, pointed to the crystal core with one finger and Mo Yan with the other hand, just didn't let Mo Yan feed the crystal core to him.
Mo Yan looked at the little Zombie's action, and his heart was both ironing and helpless.
How can his little zombie baby be so lovely and distressing that he just wants to hold it in his arms and pet it well.
"Good." Mo Yan sat with the little zombie in his arms and coaxed: "baby, if you eat these, you will be more powerful in the future. You can protect me from talking. Maybe you can speak."
"Baby, do you want to talk to me?" Mo Yan said to himself before the little zombie responded, "I really want to hear baby's voice."
The little zombie listened quietly. He tilted his head and seemed to be thinking.
"Baby, do you want to hold me and hold my hand? When baby eats these crystal nuclei, he can take back his nails." Mo Yan holds the little Zombie's hand and shakes the long and sharp nails on the little Zombie's hand 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 his little zombie understood, but he understood and thought slowly. Most of the time, he acted by instinct.
After a while, the little zombie reacted. He pointed to Mo Yan, pointed to himself, and finally pointed to the crystal nucleus on one side.
After the action, he looked at Mo Yan quietly.
"Together?" Mo Yan thought about the meaning of the little zombie action.
The little zombie tilted his head and nodded.
Mo Yan smiled gently.
The little zombie of his family is to share with him.
Mo Yan didn't speak. The little zombie seemed worried. He shook his hand and covered his mouth.
Mo Yan picks his eyebrows. Does that mean he doesn't eat without crystal core?
A little fat.
Not cute.
Mo Yan's heart moved and he wanted to beat the little Zombie's ass and make him obedient, but looking at the little Zombie's very determined action, he knew that the little zombie was stubborn with him. If he really didn't use these crystal nuclei, the little zombie probably wouldn't have to.
Mo Yan was helpless and rubbed the head of the little zombie.
The little zombie put down his hand covering his mouth and was a little happy.
In this way, one person and one zombie split the crystal nucleus into two and began to absorb it.
People are different from zombies. Little zombies don't have to feed with ink. They swallow the crystal nucleus by themselves. They are skilled. Obviously, they used to do this often before. Now their level should also swallow a lot of crystal nuclei.
Mo Yan looked at the little zombie eating the crystal nucleus like sugar beans and came to this conclusion.
Seeing that Mo Yan didn't move, the little zombie who ate formally stopped and pointed to the crystal nucleus, with a sense of urging.
"Okay, okay, I see, baby."
What a lovely baby.
Most of these nuclei are primary, there are only dozens of secondary, and there are fewer tertiary, only a few. Therefore, Mo Yan absorbed quickly, and those primary crystal nuclei almost turned into powder in the palm of his hand.
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 darkened, the end of the world is coming, and the electricity has long been cut off. At the moment, their place is dark. If it is not for the power, Mo Yan can see things in the dark, I'm afraid he will be frightened by the scarlet eyes of the little zombie in the dark.
Mo Yan calmly hugged the little Zombie's waist and took the little zombie to his body: "have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Roar"
The little zombie cried softly.
Mo Yan's heart was itchy and scratched by the little zombie. He didn't know what method to use to make the little zombie scratch him again to stop itching. The little zombie put a pile of food in his hands in front of Mo Yan.
Before I could stop itching, I was stung several times by this little cute.
Mo Yan grabbed the little Zombie's arm harder, then bowed his head and gave a big kiss to the culprit who made him itch.
"It's really baby." murmur whispered in the dark.
After all, he didn't adapt to the darkness. Mo Yan took out a flashlight from the space and suddenly the surrounding became bright.
The little zombie looked curiously at the things in Mo Yan's hand, and then handed the food in his hand to Mo Yan.
Mo Yan scratched the nose of the little zombie, took the food and ate.
I didn't eat lunch or dinner. In the morning, I moved a lot of powers and beat a lot of zombies. Mo Yan was really hungry if he could bear it.
He eats very fast, but he doesn't seem embarrassed and vulgar at all. Instead, he has an elegant temperament and is somewhat charming.
No, it's a zombie.
The little zombie stared at Mo Yan and ate. There was a smell of ignorance and obsession all over his body.
He soon solved the problem of food and clothing in his stomach. Mo Yan began to check the effect of eating "snacks" in the afternoon.
He asked the little zombie to release his powers. After feeling it, he found that the power of the little zombie was indeed improved compared with that when he first met. It was just released, not aimed at him, and goose bumps had already appeared on his hands.
This is a sign of danger.
Mo Yan was very satisfied. He thought that there were too few tertiary crystal nuclei absorbed by the little zombie in the afternoon. He should hunt more.
Late at night, because the little zombie was there, Mo Yan slept quite at ease and had unprecedented satisfaction.
The system looked at the sleeping ink words outside, and the little master who had no memory but instinct. He was melancholy and self reproached and wanted to go back to the furnace and rebuild himself.
This time, the little zombie didn't stay in the water for too long. After the water level in the barrel was almost one centimeter, the little zombie drilled out of the barrel, stood in the barrel dripping water all over, a pair of blood red eyes looked at Mo Yan, and two pale and stiff hands stretched out to Mo Yan.Is this a hug?The smile on Mo Yan's face couldn't be restrained, and he didn't know how many times he boasted that his little zombie baby was cute.He took out a brand-new bath towel from the space again, wrapped the little zombie dripping with water, took his arm, and took the little zombie to the bed.Carefully wipe the whole body of the little zombie, and Mo Yan ate several handfuls of tofu on the way. Only then did he take out a suit of clothes from the space and change it for the little zombie.The things in Mo Yan's space are messy and rarely used, so he seldom arranges them. However, there are many things in it. After looking for a while, he found clothes suitable for the body of the little zombie. He didn't know that he collected them at random.After changing clothes for the little zombie, he used his power to control the temperature of the surrounding air, and soon dried the little Zombie's hair. Seeing that the little Zombie's hair was long and short, Mo Yan also specially found a pair of scissors from the space, and cut a fresh hairstyle for the little zombie with confidence.Don't say, his craftsmanship is quite good. Mo Yan looks at the little zombie and thinks that the beauty level of the little zombie has increased several steps after his own dress.He hugged the little zombie who had been obedient to his actions and touched it on the lips of the little zombie.It's a little softer than before. It feels great.After Mo Yan kissed, he carefully observed the wounds on the face and neck of the little zombie.Although it was not long ago, Mo Yan always remembered everything about the little zombie, not to mention the two wounds he cherished. Mo Yan sat cross legged on the bed, held the obedient little zombie in his arms and examined it carefully.Sure enough, the water in this space is useful for both human and zombie wounds, but obviously, the effect of this spring on human beings is better. The little zombie digests so much spring water, and the wounds on his face and neck are smaller. If he doesn't have a good memory, he won't see it. Don't come on a business trip."Baby, you will get better slowly." Mo Yan kissed the little Zombie's cold, cold and tactile face. He didn't know where he came from. He just felt that the baby in his arms would become like a normal person.But even if not, Mo Yan will not let the little zombie alone. In this short time, he has planned to take the little zombie with him. What will his friends and family think of it? Mo Yan said it was his baby, and their opposition was useless.Holding the little zombie, he sat on the bed and kept warm for a while. Mo Yan took the little Zombie's hand downstairs and planned to catch a zombie to experiment with his idea.The fingernails on the hands of the little zombie are very sharp. They are afraid to hurt Mo Yan. At the beginning, the little zombie refused to hold hands with Mo Yan, hug his neck and waist. The nails of the little zombie are better controlled, but the hands of the little zombie are smaller than Mo Yan. They are wrapped in his hands, and the nails will scratch the palm of Mo Yan's hand.The little zombie looked at Mo Yan's hand, wanted to hold it but didn't dare to hold it, showing a withered look of grievance.Mo Yan was very distressed. He thought about it and found a glove from the space. He also modified it. He directly and violently cut off the palm of the glove, leaving only fingertips, which can not only prevent the fingernails of the little zombie from hurting him, but also contact the palms of the two people.When they held hands, Mo Yan felt that the mood of the little zombie became very happy.There are small zombies. Those low-level zombies resist at all. Mo Yan grabs a zombie at will, and then takes out the crystal core and feeds it to the zombie.The little zombie just began to see that Mo Yan wanted to feed the crystal core to other wild zombies. He was angry and directly abandoned the zombie. Later, Mo Yan coaxed him with a warm voice and explained it many times. The little zombie realized that Mo Yan didn't want to raise other wild zombies, so he didn't use violence again.As Mo Yan thought, the promotion of zombie has something to do with crystal nucleus.He took almost twenty primary crystal nuclei and fed them to the belly of the first-class zombie, but in a short time, the zombie evolved into a second-class zombie.After verifying his conjecture, Mo Yan did not hesitate to solve the experimental zombie, burn the zombie with fire power, and take out the clean secondary crystal core.Returning to the territory of the little zombie, Mo Yan couldn't wait to take out all the crystal nuclei on him and planned to feed his little zombie."Roar"The little zombie twisted his head, stepped back, pointed to the crystal core with one finger and Mo Yan with the other hand, just didn't let Mo Yan feed the crystal core to him.Mo Yan looked at the little Zombie's action, and his heart was both ironing and helpless.How can his little zombie baby be so lovely and distressing that he just wants to hold it in his arms and pet it well."Good." Mo Yan sat with the little zombie in his arms and coaxed: "baby, if you eat these, you will be more powerful in the future. You can protect me from talking. Maybe you can speak.""Baby, do you want to talk to me?" Mo Yan said to himself before the little zombie responded, "I really want to hear baby's voice."The little zombie listened quietly. He tilted his head and seemed to be thinking."Baby, do you want to hold me and hold my hand? When baby eats these crystal nuclei, he can take back his nails." Mo Yan holds the little Zombie's hand and shakes the long and sharp nails on the little Zombie's hand 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 his little zombie understood, but he understood and thought slowly. Most of the time, he acted by instinct.After a while, the little zombie reacted. He pointed to Mo Yan, pointed to himself, and finally pointed to the crystal nucleus on one side.After the action, he looked at Mo Yan quietly."Together?" Mo Yan thought about the meaning of the little zombie action.The little zombie tilted his head and nodded.Mo Yan smiled gently.The little zombie of his family is to share with him.Mo Yan didn't speak. The little zombie seemed worried. He shook his hand and covered his mouth.Mo Yan picks his eyebrows. Does that mean he doesn't eat without crystal core?A little fat.Not cute.Mo Yan's heart moved and he wanted to beat the little Zombie's ass and make him obedient, but looking at the little Zombie's very determined action, he knew that the little zombie was stubborn with him. If he really didn't use these crystal nuclei, the little zombie probably wouldn't have to.Mo Yan was helpless and rubbed the head of the little zombie.The little zombie put down his hand covering his mouth and was a little happy.In this way, one person and one zombie split the crystal nucleus into two and began to absorb it.People are different from zombies. Little zombies don't have to feed with ink. They swallow the crystal nucleus by themselves. They are skilled. Obviously, they used to do this often before. Now their level should also swallow a lot of crystal nuclei.Mo Yan looked at the little zombie eating the crystal nucleus like sugar beans and came to this conclusion.Seeing that Mo Yan didn't move, the little zombie who ate formally stopped and pointed to the crystal nucleus, with a sense of urging."Okay, okay, I see, baby."What a lovely baby.Most of these nuclei are primary, there are only dozens of secondary, and there are fewer tertiary, only a few. Therefore, Mo Yan absorbed quickly, and those primary crystal nuclei almost turned into powder in the palm of his hand.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 darkened, the end of the world is coming, and the electricity has long been cut off. At the moment, their place is dark. If it is not for the power, Mo Yan can see things in the dark, I'm afraid he will be frightened by the scarlet eyes of the little zombie in the dark.Mo Yan calmly hugged the little Zombie's waist and took the little zombie to his body: "have you been waiting for a long time?""Roar"The little zombie cried softly.Mo Yan's heart was itchy and scratched by the little zombie. He didn't know what method to use to make the little zombie scratch him again to stop itching. The little zombie put a pile of food in his hands in front of Mo Yan.Before I could stop itching, I was stung several times by this little cute.Mo Yan grabbed the little Zombie's arm harder, then bowed his head and gave a big kiss to the culprit who made him itch."It's really baby." murmur whispered in the dark.After all, he didn't adapt to the darkness. Mo Yan took out a flashlight from the space and suddenly the surrounding became bright.The little zombie looked curiously at the things in Mo Yan's hand, and then handed the food in his hand to Mo Yan.Mo Yan scratched the nose of the little zombie, took the food and ate.I didn't eat lunch or dinner. In the morning, I moved a lot of powers and beat a lot of zombies. Mo Yan was really hungry if he could bear it.He eats very fast, but he doesn't seem embarrassed and vulgar at all. Instead, he has an elegant temperament and is somewhat charming.No, it's a zombie.The little zombie stared at Mo Yan and ate. There was a smell of ignorance and obsession all over his body.He soon solved the problem of food and clothing in his stomach. Mo Yan began to check the effect of eating "snacks" in the afternoon.He asked the little zombie to release his powers. After feeling it, he found that the power of the little zombie was indeed improved compared with that when he first met. It was just released, not aimed at him, and goose bumps had already appeared on his hands.This is a sign of danger.Mo Yan was very satisfied. He thought that there were too few tertiary crystal nuclei absorbed by the little zombie in the afternoon. He should hunt more.Late at night, because the little zombie was there, Mo Yan slept quite at ease and had unprecedented satisfaction.The system looked at the sleeping ink words outside, and the little master who had no memory but instinct. He was melancholy and self reproached and wanted to go back to the furnace and rebuild himself.
