As soon as he left the room, he immediately gasped, covered his chest and tried hard to breathe in fresh air, trying to ease the discomfort caused by fear.

Pingquan returned to his residence and lamented again that it was becoming increasingly unbearable to stay in this Gundam base.

He had power and a woman, but he risked his life to work every day, and every day was filled with fear. He could see the end of his life at a glance.

He looked out the window at the sky that had stopped raining and was clear. There was no telling when it would rain again, so the right thing to do was to find a time to leave.

…

Xie Purou stared at the young man in front of her blankly for a long time before asking, "Why do you call me sister?"

"Eh, hungry." The zombie spoke incoherently.

She stepped back to keep a safe distance, knowing that she was safe and protected by the shield, but her body's natural reaction was not to put herself in danger.

Her eyes widened in anger. "Tongzi! Explain!"

[I...it wasn't me, it was the main system. It didn't give me an explanation either. It just said that humanoid zombies are high-level zombies, and that by studying them, we might be able to find the source of the apocalypse.]

"He can't even speak clearly. Even if he can communicate with me peacefully, can he lead me to the source with his intelligence?"

M80 nodded and said hurriedly: [Okay, host, I will contact the main system now!]

After saying that, it didn't speak again. No matter how Xie Puluo questioned it, it seemed as if it had really gone out and was not at home.

Xie Pu Rou had no choice but to continue observing the humanoid zombie in front of her.

The more I watched, the more frightened I became, because the zombies in front of me could even speak human language and looked very much like humans.

If these zombies infiltrate the human survivor base... the consequences will be unimaginable!

The most important thing right now is to keep him calm and see if we can get some information out of him. Once we get it, we can go over and wipe out all the high-level zombies.

She lowered her eyes guiltily, "What do you want to eat?"

The boy paused for a few seconds before mechanically turning around and pointing at the can of meat that Snowflake had eaten in her RV.

"You want to eat that?" Xie Pu Rou was surprised.

The canned product is not recommended for human consumption.

Zombies are not real humans after all.

She glanced at the boy again. He had beautiful eyebrows and long, curled eyelashes. Hmm... no matter how human-like he looked, he wasn't truly human.

"Don't you eat people?" Don't all zombies eat people? Are human-shaped zombies trying to be different?

The boy shook his head, thinking that human crystal cores were not as delicious as those of mutant beasts and plants, nor as pure as those of animals and plants.

Of the zombies he had seen, only the low-level ones followed their primitive desire for flesh and blood, while he, on the contrary, avoided human flesh and blood.

He had never seen or known any zombies of the same high level as him.

There were too many words, so the boy simply omitted them and said "hmm" in his throat.

It was just a can of food. Xie Pu Rou took it out from the space, opened the can and poured the food into a bowl, then handed it to him with a stainless steel spoon.

The zombie raised his hand, but it didn't seem like he was using it very flexibly. Xie Pu Rou kept staring at him and found that he didn't have any wounds on his body. He looked as normal as could be.

"Bang", the familiar feeling of being bounced back.

There was a flash of confusion in the zombie's eyes. He stretched out his hand again, unwilling to accept it, but was still bounced away by the protective shield.

Xie Purou saw clearly that his hand was shaking after being bounced away, and another idea came to her mind.

Could it be that the zombies didn't want to eat her and didn't attack her, because the shield blocked her scent? Did the zombies treat her as one of their own kind?

"I'll put it on the ground. I'll walk away and you can take it."

Xie Purou put down her bowl and spoon and took several steps back.

The zombie was slow and took two minutes to successfully pick up the bowl and spoon.

When I picked it up, he stopped moving again.

He picked it up because his 'sister' asked him to, but what was he going to do with it?

I'm so hungry, never mind.

He put down the bowl and leaned forward. He was actually eating the canned food like an animal!

He didn't even use a spoon, just buried his head in the bowl and ate with big mouthfuls.

Xie Purou felt complicated, but she did not step forward to stop it.

If zombies that look like humans have this much intelligence, why would she still worry about it?

The zombie stood up after eating.

It looks like a zombie with a big appetite. After finishing a can, it’s still not enough and his stomach is still growling.

Meeting his inexplicable gaze, Xie Purou poured out two more cans of meat.

This time she didn't let the zombies lie down to eat. She wanted to test the zombies' imitation and learning abilities.

"Don't lie down, hold it with your hands, like me."

As she demonstrated, the zombies on the other side imitated her.

"Have you learned it? This is how you hold the spoon and eat."

"Learn, learn."

She frowned. It seemed like this zombie couldn't speak either?

Then why do you call her sister when you see her?

She opened her mouth to ask, but then felt that it was a bit stupid to ask a zombie whose IQ was unknown, so she closed her mouth.

The zombie in front of him learned to eat by holding the spoon in his hands. He ate each bite very seriously and even drank the meat juice with the spoon at the end.

Looking at his appearance, if you didn't know him, you would think he was eating some delicious food.

If she hadn't eaten it before, she would have been unable to resist trying it.

"Is it tasty?"

The zombie nodded.

"Do you have a name? What should I call you?"

The zombie shook his head.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves on the tree slowly fell.

"Let's call it Qingqing."

I hope you are a breath of fresh air among the zombies, and be a clear-headed zombie in the future.

The zombie, officially named Qingqing, still had a mixture of minced meat and gravy on its face. Xie Purou lowered her brows and sighed. Sure enough, in the face of absolute beauty, all dirt was just embellishment...

He is really handsome, and he is really dirty.

She took out a small pack of tissues from the space and threw it over, "This is a tissue. Take it out and wipe your face like I did."

Qingche walked over and picked up the small package of tissues.

Xie Purou took out another pack of tissues and taught step by step through the protective shield.

While Qingche was being taught by her, Qiu Kan also encountered some troubles.

Qiu Kan walks around the base every week to check whether the base wall is damaged.

There are usually special people to check and maintain this kind of thing, but he would also walk around, just as a form of exercise, and walk around everywhere.

It was not his inspection day, but Qiu Kan's eyelids were twitching and he was fidgeting for no reason, unable to do anything.

He went downstairs and started running around the base wall. This was his special way of relieving stress.

After running one-third of the way, near the north gate of the ninth base and close to the slums, a big hole was found on the wall.

Qiu Kan was stunned for a long while.

All the land outside the wall was turned over, and only broken limbs and debris were left in the pit. There were also several level 1 to 2 zombies outside the wall gnawing on the leftover fresh flesh and blood.