Blurb: [Recommended completed novel "Empire's Group Pet Phoenix Chick"~]
Three-year-old Li Jiao has big eyes, fair skin, and when he smiles, he has two little dimples, his eyes cur...
Chapter 93
Zizi felt something was strange. Ever since he met the boss of this world and turned back into a human-shaped cub, the uncle who had been taking care of him had never spoken again.
He regretted that when he was little Huahua, he couldn't hear the loud human voice clearly. He had a vague feeling that the voice was like his father's, but he couldn't confirm it. He planned to wait until he turned back to normal and listen to him speak a few more words.
His uncle and several other humans were taken away by the zombies. Although Li Jue wanted to go and see what was happening, he had something more important at the moment: he had a brother to comfort.
In the eyes of the survivors, the zombie king Yinsha is a vicious and sinister villain who will do anything to expand his family's power. But in the eyes of the baby, this is not the case at all:
This brother has red eyes and silver skin, like a big rabbit;
I stutter when talking to him and get nervous and shy when he looks at me;
If the zombie's blood hadn't stopped flowing, he would probably still be blushing, right?
After the Yinsha family waited in the woods for a while and "hooked" the advance team members, they swaggered into the abandoned base and consciously allocated positions as they did every time they occupied a human base. The supreme commander's tent was naturally reserved for Yinsha, and now it became Li Jue's.
The commander's tent was more fully equipped than the others, so he didn't have to sleep on the floor. But the camp bed was high and hard, and Li, who had been pampered like the Princess and the Pea by other parents, found it uncomfortable no matter how he lay down, so he simply got up.
The cub swung his little feet, waiting boredly for someone to come and play with him.
He held his face in his hands as if he were holding a flower.
No, strictly speaking, the small system that had transformed back into human form still bore the marks of this sub-world, like the cat ears and tail of the Dragon World, the jellyfish tentacle bow of the Ocean World, and now a circle of floating pear blossom petals surrounded the small face, slowly turning like the hands of a clock.
Yes, he is still a flower in the literal sense.
Knock knock.
Someone is knocking on the door.
Someone is coming!
Li Jue happily responded: "Please come in~!"
It turned out to be Big Rabbit Brother who came in.
Yinsha was tall, probably over two meters tall. Unlike the Golden Dragon and the Sea King, he was a human in his "previous life". Normally, humans could not grow so tall, so the tiny cubs had to look up to see him.
However, this introverted Mr. Zombie King always walked with his back hunched, and his eyes were not dull like those of ordinary zombies. Instead, he seemed to be avoiding something, as if he was very afraid of contact with people.
If Li Jue were a little older and knew more popular words, he would definitely label Big Rabbit Brother as having "social phobia".
Yinsha hesitated at the door before looking up at Li Jue. When she met the curious light golden eyes of the little cub, she withdrew her gaze as if she had been electrocuted, and started to prepare herself mentally from scratch again.
The baby was understanding and didn't rush him. He said in a baby voice, "Brother, I'm not in a hurry."
His words made Yinsha even more frightened, and she almost ran out of the room.
Li Jue said there was no rush, and that meant it. The little petals around him turned clockwise a few times, then counterclockwise, and developed a new toy, having a lot of fun playing with it.
The Zombie King finally managed to calm himself down. He bent his back even more and almost trembled as he walked to Li Jue. He knelt on one knee and repeated the etiquette of their first meeting: "Greetings, baby."
Li Jue shook his feet: "Brother!"
Yinsha's blood-red pupils trembled: "You shouldn't call me that."
His voice became smaller and smaller, until only the last syllable remained.
Zizi didn’t hear clearly and was thinking about what new name to give him: Every brother should have his own exclusive nickname!
He didn't hesitate for too long and narrowed his eyes: "Brother Bunny!"
Yinsha: “?”
He certainly knew what rabbits were. Rabbits infected with the "Silver Sand" virus were their companions, while the uninfected ones were food.
...But what does that little thing that looks soft but is actually very aggressive when it kicks its legs have to do with me?
The Zombie King didn't understand, but the naming method of the small system has always been imaginative and arbitrary, and he is not the only one who doesn't understand.
Yinsha didn't forget his purpose and still maintained his knight-like posture: "Baby, I have a favor to ask."
Li Jue: "What is an 'unwelcome request'?"
Yinsha: "It's just... uh, you don't need help, but..."
Li Jue: "But, Brother Bunny really wants my help?"
Yinsha: "...You can understand it that way."
The little system seemed to understand, but not quite. It put its hands on its knees and sat up straight: "Well, I want to help my brother too!"
The Zombie King pondered over the wording. On the one hand, such a request was indeed difficult to express, but on the other hand, he had to use words that such a small cub could understand.
He hesitated for a moment, then timidly yet hopefully picked up the cub's tiny hand and placed it solemnly and carefully in his own palm. "I want to ask you... if you can stay in my world?"
*
"Yes, that's right. This is not a real world, but a game."
On the other side, in the room where humans were imprisoned, One-Eye, the second-in-command of the "Silver Sand" family, was giving lessons to the base task force.
Strictly speaking, it was to make up for the only player, Wei Mingyang.
Normally, new players entering the infinite space will be assigned teammates with veteran players, such as Shen Jiangxing and Li Ren. Wei Mingyang was also a newcomer, and their team leader was originally a player, but something happened and he was replaced by another person.
Now the young woman whom the one-eyed man respectfully called "Madam Lord" was leaning against the wall, listening silently to their analysis of the current situation.
Originally, basic work like explaining the settings should have been performed by the NPCs even if there were no other players, and it would not have been the turn of a small-boss-level one-eyed man; but now the situation was urgent, and there was no time for formalistic detours.
"The Lord has been away for too long. The core has reached its limit of operation. The infinite space is no longer stable. Some places have been impacted and may collapse at any time."
Wei Mingyang didn't understand so he asked, raising his hand: "Who is the Lord?"
One-Eye: "In other sub-worlds, He is usually called the 'Lord God', the being that controls the source of power in the entire infinite space."
Wei Mingyang still felt like he was in a movie, and he was just an extra who was pulled in temporarily. It was just that the zombie costumes and makeup were realistic enough: "Okay, please continue."
"—Then, let's continue from the previous chapter.
"The sub-worlds that Young Master has visited before were very lucky and haven't been affected yet. You can imagine it's like a snowman about to melt. No matter how strong the sun is, the outer layer of ice will melt first, and the inner layer will not be affected yet, so it looks as if nothing has happened.
"We are unfortunately located in the outermost layer of the ice shell.
"To put it more simply, our sub-world is about to collapse."
Wei Mingyang listened blankly, his brain capacity was not enough to analyze the current situation.
The one-eyed man sighed, "I know you're new here, so you haven't heard others talk about the apocalypse. Originally, we zombie NPCs weren't supposed to have such close-to-human thinking, but now that space is about to collapse, the original barrier can no longer be maintained. Many of the outermost sub-worlds are merging, and even interconnected settings have appeared."
"This is dangerous for everyone. Not only the players, but even the NPCs will devour each other—"
"Imagine if you were to pilot an advanced spaceship into a doomsday instance where our civilization has regressed hundreds of years, or even an even more distant ancient or prehistoric instance. Wouldn't you think they could be crushed like ants?"
Wei Mingyang imagined the scene and couldn't help but shudder.
But he didn't forget what One-Eye had mentioned before: each sub-world has its own big boss, who is omnipotent in their own territory. "Sang... No, I mean, Lord Yinsha, can't he protect you?"
"Our master..." One-Eye paused, then sighed, his mind in a trance. "He's not very sociable, and he's rather... gentle. Therefore, he's more likely to be bullied."
The other family members also sighed silently.
Their leader is so soft-hearted that when he captures humans, he just hangs them up for show and releases them after a short while. He never even tastes a bite of them, preferring to eat wild fruits instead - he's really not fit for this job at all! !
Wei Mingyang scratched his head. "So why are you telling me all this? I'm just a powerless player. If your own king can't do anything, there's no way I can help you fight."
One-Eye seemed to choke. "No, no, we didn't think so. We just need you to finish the game quickly, because you are the anchor player this time. Once you leave the sub-world, we can conduct the test."
Rather than asking what an anchor player is or how to clear a level, Wei Mingyang was more curious about: "What are you going to test?"
One-Eye: "To test whether the world can survive the collapse if the young master is left here."
Wei Mingyang hadn't witnessed the pear blossoms left behind by the pot of smoke transform into a living cub, so he was full of questions about this new character: "What is 'young master' again...?"
One-Eye: "Of course he is the Lord's child. The young master inherited the Lord's bloodline and abilities, so my master believes that as long as the young master is here, the divine power is there, and the collapse will not start from our world first."
The Zombie King wants nothing else. He doesn't want to eat people, nor does he want a promotion or a raise - of course, he has already reached the top of his level in the infinite space - he just wants to protect his own sub-world.
Whether it is members of the "Silver Sand" family, other zombies, or even humans who should be on the opposite side of the forces.
To Yinsha, they are all members of the sub-world and the people he protects.
And he had an obligation to protect them all.
Each big boss has his own personality and treats the members of the sub-world differently.
For example, the territorial-conscious Finks will absolutely defend the Golden Dragon Family; the indifferent Qian Xing treats all the people of the ocean equally without any bias; the wicked and eccentric Mephisto treats everyone as a toy except Tan Ning.
The sentimental Yinsha is willing to give everything for the sub-world and do anything to ensure the safety of her family.
Including, kidnapping the god's family.
Even though he knew better than anyone that when the gods returned one day, they would never forgive his behavior that absolutely crossed his minefield and bottom line, and would bring down a furious heavenly punishment.
...But that has to wait until He can obtain it, or the infinite space will still exist by then.
Wei Mingyang's brain was suddenly filled with too much information, and he couldn't process it all at once. So he asked whatever came to his mind: "Well, well, since you said that 'Honorable Lord' is the master who controls infinite space, where did He go?"
One-Eye's only eye revealed a deep, almost desperate sadness: "If we knew, we could ask Him to come back, and there wouldn't be so much chaos."
"If the Lord is missing..." Wei Mingyang murmured, "Then, can the Lord's wife sense His location...?"
He expressed everyone's thoughts.
At this moment, the zombie family and human team members in the room, who were originally irreconcilable, all turned their heads to look at the only one who was not sociable.
The young man had not responded to their explanation and had not participated in the conversation. He was lowering his head to adjust the straps of his mask.
Hearing this, his fingertips trembled and the mask slipped from his hands.
It fell to the ground with a thud and shattered.