Chapter 8 Let’s go out and stock up on supplies~

Jun Mo officially settled down in the little zombie’s mobile villa as a breeder.

In order to feed the little zombie well, Jun Mo successfully moved into the room next to the master bedroom at the little zombie's strong request.

On the first night, Jun Mo had a rare good sleep.

Qiao Bai slept better that night because he was well fed and had nothing to worry about.

The next morning, after the breeder prepared a hearty breakfast for his little zombie, he began to reinstall the mobile villa for his little zombie.

Qiao Bai thought he woke up very early, but when he opened the door, he found that his big villa had been robbed!

The table was a familiar table, and there was a delicious breakfast on it.

However, apart from the table, chairs and benches where he had eaten last night, he no longer recognized the layout of the entire villa.

How to say it, one is the suffering of the world, the other is heaven on earth.

What he assembled himself was suffering, what others assembled was heaven.

Is it true that zombies and humans' brains cannot communicate with each other?

"Are you up? The breakfast temperature should be just right. You eat first. I'll clean up the kitchen." Jun Mo revealed his upper body covered in scars and cleaned up the kitchen again with quick movements.

Qiao Bai and the entire zombie group were stunned.

"You're so amazing! How did you manage to assemble this kind of mobile home?" Could it be that you built too many Legos?

Jun Mo didn't quite understand what Qiao Bai meant, and subconsciously asked, "Is it difficult?"

Qiao Bai: “…” Anyway, it’s a bit difficult for his zombie brain.

Jun Mo touched his chin and thought for a while: "It's okay, just a simple piece of objects together." At least it's much simpler than assembling weapons.

Qiao Bai was even more surprised.

"My goodness, who did I bring back..."

Hearing this, Jun Mo curled his lips in a very good mood: "You will know later."

"You're still keeping me in suspense," Qiao Bai quickly finished his breakfast and leaned over, "Mo, just tell me directly~"

Jun Mo stretched out his index finger and shook it three times left and right.

Qiao Bai grabbed the index finger and went straight over: "Amo~"

Jun Mo swallowed subconsciously.

Then he picked up the little zombie with one hand and left the kitchen.

"Since you're so bored, let's go out and stock up on supplies."

Qiao Bai, who was caught off guard and picked up and sat on Jun Mo's arms, asked: "?"

I don’t want it, I don’t want it, I still have a lot of supplies in my space!

The little zombie had little influence and was forcibly taken away by his breeder.

If Qiao Bai wasn't worried that the breeder might not be able to cook for himself after biting him into a zombie, he would definitely bite him hard!

But the reality is that the little zombie sat on the keeper's arm and played with water bubbles, looking aggrieved.

"Run slower! All my bubbles are bursting!"

Jun Mo twitched his lips and slowed down his pace: "Is your supernatural power just for blowing bubbles?"

"Why not blow bubbles? I'm not fighting zombies," Qiao Bai rolled his eyes, "I can't beat people with special abilities either."

Jun Mo: “…”

Well, very good, great, and powerful little zombie.

"After we go back, I'll teach you how to use your superpowers," Jun Mo pinched the flesh on Qiao Bai's waist and muttered softly, "Where did you eat?"

Qiao Bai covered the flesh that was pinched and glared at Jun Mo: "Don't think I dare not bite you!"

Jun Mo stopped.

Qiao Bai: "Huh? Why stop?"

"Let me see how sharp your teeth are," Jun Mo pinched Qiao Bai's chin, then looked at the little zombie's canine teeth.

"It's really sharp." His mouth is so soft, I wonder how it would be kissable.

Qiao Bai quickly covered his mouth.

His intuition told him that this person had no good intentions!

"I tell you, don't touch me easily, otherwise you will die miserably!" The zombie virus is no joke!

Jun Mo raised his eyebrows. Fortunately, he had a mask covering his face, otherwise Qiao Bai would be able to see the determined smile underneath the mask.

However, the little zombie could not see the other person's expression, and could only see a mask covering most of the face.

"Well, I want to try." In stark contrast to his bad expression, Jun Mo's voice was very steady, as calm as if he was just following what Qiao Bai said.

Qiao Bai couldn't tell how much of a joke he was saying, so he emphasized it again: "I'm warning you, if you really get bit by me, the consequences won't be something you can bear."

"Don't worry, bite whatever you want. I'll bite you wherever you want," Jun Mo said, putting the man down. "We're here."

Before Qiao Bai could fight back, he fell to the ground, and the zombie's head was a little dazed.

"Hmm? Where are we?"