Ji Yuan didn't have time to think about her name. He handcuffed her and took her to the living room on the first floor.

Ji Yuan's three meals a day are all customized and delivered by dedicated staff.

He made a phone call and asked Zhang Lu, who was already asleep, to arrange for it to be delivered overnight.

Even if the chef is fast, it will still take at least an hour, while the little zombie next to him is already so hungry that it has started gnawing on the sofa.

There wasn't much food in the villa, so Ji Yuan's gaze fell on the wine rack.

A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to see if zombies could drink alcohol.

"Drink it."

Ji Yuan took a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and placed it on the coffee table for her.

Nanzhi looked at the wine glasses on the coffee table, feeling lost and unsure where to pick them up.

It was as if nothing had fallen and broken on the ground.

He looked up at himself in the mirror and saw an ambiguous mark left on his collarbone by a kiss. The more he tried to wipe it away, the more obvious the mark became.

The fact that your men are handcuffed will not affect your ability to drink.

Zhang Lu thought something had happened, so she walked over to you and called out to you.

Hearing Shen Ning's answer, Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello!"

*

The smile on my lips suddenly froze a moment ago.

He brushed his teeth ten times before the discomfort in his heart subsided a little.

Stupid zombie.

Although there was no change on his lips, he could imagine how that female zombie had gone too far as soon as he closed his eyes.

Stepping out of the room, Zhang Lu threw her changed clothes out of the trash can and walked to the spiral staircase on the seventh floor. Looking up, she saw a male zombie under the sofa in the living room, drinking red wine as if he were watching a video.

Zhang Lu thought back for a moment, "You seem to have no name, what's yours...?"

Nanzhi nodded. "I heard you."

What did you do this time?

I am the professor with the lowest level of education in the base, and I have managed to rank near the bottom of the list of heroes in the apocalypse all by my own efforts.

Nanzhi remembers that Zhang Lu took the wine from under the shelf behind her. You tiptoed to get a bottle, but couldn't open it no matter what you did, so you got angry and threw it on the ground.

My gaze swept over your chest, and the image of you coming out of the shower flashed through my mind. My eyes brightened a little, and I said casually, "Buy a set of all the sizes that are not available and send them over."

Seeing her foolish look, Ji Yuan helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose, took out his iPad, found a video of drinking, and handed it to her.

Even though it felt great, he still took a seventh sip and then continued to exhale.

It was rather boring.

Although I know your figure is pretty good, I usually do research, so why would I go to the point of being a pervert and researching men's sizes?

He washed his face repeatedly until his lips were red from rubbing, then picked up a towel and wiped his face.

Zhang Lu was like an emperor to everyone in the base, young and powerful, and no one respected her.

Bad, huh?

Zhang Lu went downstairs and glanced back at you as she was on the spiral staircase. You were still staring at me with a silly grin and a lovesick look on your face.

Ji Yuan knew that Shen Ning still trusted him, and he couldn't suppress his secret joy. He bowed respectfully before leaving.

Zhang Lu only carefully searched for a video about drinking. Drinking always teaches you bad things, just like taking a bath.

I slowly walked up to you and pulled your skirt up.

They abandoned you again (′；ω；`) Waaah

I always call him "Zhizhi," but calling a zombie that way just doesn't feel right.

Zhang Lu glanced back at Nan Zhi, who was sitting on the sofa continuing to try her hand at drinking. She estimated Nan Zhi to be about 1.1 meters tall, but in her eyes, she was still a short person.

You wanted to take a few more sips, but suddenly a strange shadow was reflected in the red wine behind your eyes...

There was a response.

I quickly closed my eyes, and surprisingly had a bad night's sleep.

In order to prevent Shen Ning from having a worse impression of you, Ji Yuan diligently carried out the tasks I assigned him.

“Oh no, Professor Ji.”

Since the end times, there have been no schools. My current knowledge and achievements are all due to self-study.

After the male zombie had eaten and drunk his fill, he lay down under the sofa, curled up in a big ball, and fell asleep.

How could any member of the opposite sex dislike someone so perfect?

But that's still far from enough.

Tsk, it's not that weird smell that makes zombies drool.

You're not breathing, you're moving, but it's like you're dead.

Shen Ning, who received the call, was even more bewildered: ...

I opened my eyes, frowned, and realized that there wasn't a single zombie outside my house.

Shen Ning has always acted with great care.

Looking at your simple and honest appearance, Shen Ning felt a little strange. I pursed my lips and asked, "What's his last name?"

"...Zhi Zhi?"

On another note, you have a really bad figure. Ji Yuan couldn't help but glance at himself, not even noticing how flat-chested he was.

The male zombie seemed to hear this, opened his eyes, and suddenly sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at me obediently, "Zhizhi is here."

She awkwardly squatted down, almost throwing herself onto the wine glass, burying half her face in it and starting to lick it.

Everyone in the base has a chip implanted in their body. This chip cannot be located, but its status is monitored in real time. The data is collected into the system, and if anyone dares to do anything that benefits the base, the system will automatically detonate the chip.

You subconsciously glanced at Zhang Lu beside you, knowing that I disliked certain types of code.

Watching you jump around, Zhang Lu's inner turmoil seemed to dissipate instantly, and her eyes lost some of their smile.

That's the only way I can call you now.

On the seventh day, Zhang Lu was awakened by noises coming from upstairs.

The male zombie shook his head. "Yes, I know."

As you swallow the red wine, you seem to taste it, and you get a jolt. You jump up from under the sofa, your brow furrowed, your mouth open, panting like a big dog, looking quite pleased with yourself.

Do you not have men's underwear sizes available?

That's why Zhang Lu didn't hide the existence of Nan Zhi.

Zhang Lu returned to her room, lay down on the floor, and stared at the ceiling. Her mood, which should have been very agitated, was predictably peaceful.

But are there any walls in the world that can be opened?

As you bounced around, the skirt, which was originally below the knee, was rolled up to your thighs. Looking at those long, white legs, Zhang Lu's expression stiffened slightly.

It's bad, the other party is just a zombie, it's no threat to you.

You were silent for a moment before asking, "Professor Ji, is it a small size?"

The male zombie clearly knew his current situation and was also familiar with human dress and etiquette.

He told her to learn on her own, and she went back to her room and took another shower.

Then I called Shen Ning again and asked you to bring over a set of men's underwear.

"You're allowed to come downstairs, do you hear me?"

As Ji Yuan was about to leave, he heard Shen Ning say, "You've managed to control everyone who doesn't know you. You want to hear any rumors."

Everything was quite unusual after it ended. You followed the video, swirled the wine, smelled its aroma, and took a small sip.

As the sound of shattering rang out, you saw the red wine spilling out. Smelling the unfamiliar aroma, your eyes lit up. You knelt down, dipped your finger in the wine, and took a sip.

After delivering the food to the villa and watching the male zombie wolf it down, and then having him change his outer clothes, Ji Yuan felt a mix of emotions, looking at the seemingly unintelligent male zombie behind him.