Chapter 221: The Same Path for Everyone (Thirty-Five)

They were talking nonsense, but Jiang Feng was lazily packing his supplies, and the words "life is hopeless" were almost written all over his body.

Yu Huo didn't notice and threw the cotton swab holding the needle eye into the trash can. He speculated, "It seems that the blue-purple flower can really curb the zombie disease, but if it is to be used for medical treatment, it may require some other substances... Oh, did the base get anything out of Sister Zheng?"

Lu Yang tugged at the loosely fitting disposable gloves on his palms, his eyes revealing the boredom of a laborer. "I heard from the officer living next door that Sister Zheng doesn't seem to know much. She just said that the Zombie King can help her improve her superpowers, and promised that once she completely controls Xi City, she'll have everyone here build her the biggest house possible."

Yu Huo: "...I've thought about money, power, sex, eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, but I never imagined she'd have such a unique hobby as building a huge house. No wonder she's so resentful even living in an apartment. This reason for her betrayal is ridiculous!"

"That's quite ridiculous, haha..." I don't know if Yu Huo's words were too funny or if the incident itself tickled Lu Yang's funny bone. He almost fainted from laughing while holding a big cabbage in his hand.

Yu Huo glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to him, and pondered to himself: "Increase the level of superpowers? Could the Zombie King's obsession with the Rising Sun Base be related to this matter? Perhaps... this thing that increases superpowers overlaps with the direction of Professor Tan's research?"

He spoke so loudly that even Lu Yang stopped laughing and looked over with a puzzled look on his face: "Is it such a coincidence?"

Yu Huo shrugged: "I'm just guessing..."

With a clang, Jiang Feng threw the box to the ground. Yu Huo stared blankly at the young man who was taking off his gloves, with two huge question marks in his eyes: "Where are you going?"

"Ask for leave." Jiang Feng looked at him deeply, his gaze moved downward, and his eyes paused slightly.

Then he threw the used disposable gloves into the trash can and turned away, his tone tinged with urgency. "Yu Huo, I think your guess makes sense. I'll capture the Zombie King and ask him why he went to such great lengths to come to the Rising Sun Base. Maybe what he needs is exactly what Professor Tan needs."

He walked so fast that he was out of the warehouse before anyone could react. Lu Yang turned around from his daze, his expression as if his father had died. "Oh no, can't you wait until after get off work to catch him? You're leaving all the supplies in this warehouse to me alone again, aren't you?"

Yu Huo looked at him with eyes full of sympathy and helplessness.

but......

He glanced at the lonely cardboard box tossed on the ground, wondering: Why is this guy so interested in Professor Tan's research? Not only does he keep asking about the progress, but now he's excitedly going to capture the Zombie King?

Yesterday, when Captain Qi approached him to discuss ambushing the Zombie King, he was very reluctant. Why is he suddenly so enthusiastic now?

Something is wrong. This is so wrong!

[Rogue 945: What's wrong? Isn't it normal for him to capture the Zombie King for the purpose of developing a vaccine? Host, this is a good thing!]

Yu Huo rolled his eyes: Normal? I think you're overthinking it. This behavior might be normal for others, but it's really weird for him.

The reason why a world-destroying villain is a world-destroying villain is that he doesn't care about anyone or anything at all...ah, no, except me.

Is it for myself?

Yu Huopu frowned, his little head spinning rapidly.

Is the other party so anxious to cure his zombie disease?

But why? He wasn't going to die soon, so why was he so anxious?

At this moment, the eldest brother suddenly burped, looked at the warehouse door and said to Lu Yang meaningfully: "It's bad luck for you. He takes care of the child and his desire is unsatisfactory."

Lu Yang: "Your stuttering has quite a sense of rhythm."

Big Brother: “…Get lost!”

Upon hearing this, Yu Huo glanced at Su Yanyan beside him and suddenly realized what was going on.

The apartment itself is not very big, and it is not easy for them to do anything intimate with Yanyan. The key is that because of his zombie identity, he can't even kiss to satisfy his craving.

It's all good to see but not to eat, no wonder Jiang Feng is full of resentment every day.

"Hey, man~"

Lu Yang tutted in annoyance: "What are you talking about? Are you not a man?"

Yu Huo lazily leaned against the back of his chair, his scarlet eyes revealing a strange frivolity: "Don't talk about men and women, is there a possibility... I'm not human at all?"

Although those eyes were beautiful like rubies, Lu Yang felt his scalp tingling when he saw them. He bravely asked, "You are not human...are you a ghost?"

Yu Huo didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Lu Yang was so frightened by the stare that he was speechless, and his body began to feel cold for no apparent reason.

Just when his knees were about to kiss the ground, his elbow was grabbed. The zombie with a bandage on his face let out a long sigh and looked at him as if he was a fool. "W-What ghost or not? He, he's a zombie, baka!"

Seeing Yu Yang being so timid, Yu Huo laughed so hard that he bent over with joy. Then, ignoring Lu Yang's aggrieved expression, he tilted his head and fell asleep.

Su Yanyan watched the big show, slowly stuffed the peeled chestnuts into her mouth, and shook her head pretentiously: "It's great to be young, you can fall asleep whenever you want."

Lu Yang and Big Brother: "..."

Jiang Feng didn't come back the whole night. Yu Huo waited for about ten minutes and then fell asleep again.

There is no way. After all, someone else's body belongs to someone else. It is repulsive to his soul, and an ordinary body cannot bear his abilities. He can only recharge by sleeping.

If only I could kiss Jiang Feng now. That guy is very evil, and this would be just the right way to suppress his abilities.

Unfortunately, he is now full of zombie poison and has no way to start eating. The key point is that the guy is not here.

In the next few days, Jiang Feng was still nowhere to be seen. Professor Tan spent the whole day sighing and groaning except for routine blood draws.

Lu Yang was even more unhappy at work. He had to find time to work overtime to get beer for his big brother. If he didn't give him beer, his big brother would stare at him all night like a ghost, as if thinking about where to bite him.

The small group was in a gloomy mood. The only good news might be that the base, except for the laboratory, now had electricity.

Yu Huo took out the original owner's mobile phone and charged it, and when he had nothing to do, he would open the playlist downloaded by the other party and listen to it.

The piano music made him sleepier and his wakefulness became shorter and shorter.

On this day, the sky was covered with dark clouds early in the morning, and the drizzle began to fall without warning. The cold wind blew a gap in the half-closed door of the warehouse, and the raindrops hit the fallen petals, which flew onto the table, leaving only a broken piece of red outside the door.

Yu Huo was still staring at the scene in a daze when suddenly a loud sighing sound came from not far away.

The small group looked at each other, and stopped helping Lu Yang with his work. They dropped what they were holding and ran to the door to watch the fun, including Lu Yang himself.

The man who had disappeared for a few days walked into the base exhausted. The rain wet his palms, fading the traces of scars and giving his fingertips a layer of cold white.

Of course, it was also this hand that grabbed the Zombie King who was showing off at the gate of the base half a month ago, and dragged him into the base like a dead dog. The Zombie King's miserable posture made the fallen flowers on the ground ravaged and rotten. The atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the noisy crowd, and it became even more desolate.