Blood was dripping from one of his hands.

Ah Xuan hummed, and just like in the scene, bent down and hugged Shen Wangshu tightly.

She looked truly happy when she nestled close to him.

Even if he doesn't understand what happiness is.

"Shu! Shu!" he stammered.

He saw Shen Wangshu look up from his arms, gazing at him with indulgent affection. At that moment, many images he didn't understand flooded his mind. The only one he could recall was the girl in the image, who was raising her head with tears in her eyes and calling out to him.

“…Hiss…” He strained his throat, trying for a long time, before finally pointing at himself and saying with difficulty, “…Xuan!” In her memory, she called him A Xuan.

He felt he had performed admirably, looking at her with ingratiating eyes from behind his sunglasses. Seeing her stunned, he immediately grinned smugly.

“Yes, you are Ah Xuan.” Shen Wangshu looked at the struggling zombie with almost surprise. When she saw him hissing, she couldn’t help but laugh, but a tear suddenly fell onto the back of her hand.

The zombie didn't like her crying, because every time he saw it, he would feel unhappy and reach out his cold hand to wipe her tears.

"Shu...Xuan..." He rubbed against Shen Wangshu's face like a child, repeating it over and over again.

He looked overjoyed, and Shen Wangshu was filled with inexplicable joy. She found Ah Xuan to have become even more lively, and her hope grew stronger every day. She hadn't expected that the second word Ah Xuan uttered would be her name. Overwhelmed with emotion, she couldn't help but reach out and hug his neck, murmuring, "Thank you."

Thank you to this man. He never gave up, and he never forgot. She buried her face in the zombie's cold embrace, yet felt a warmth fill her heart. Nan Lan heard it too. She looked at the zombie clumsily patting Shen Wangshu's back with a complicated expression, and pursed her lips.

"I used to be so naive, but now that I've remembered something, I'm crying tears of joy," she said calmly to Song Lei.

Song Lei looked at Shen Wangshu with undisputed admiration.

In this apocalyptic world, not every woman has the patience and love to stay with a husband who is mentally challenged.

Especially since... she's a beautiful woman.

A beautiful woman who wants to live better in the apocalypse actually has a more convenient and quicker way, but this seemingly delicate and slender beautiful woman chooses a difficult path of perseverance.

That's quite remarkable.

Song Lei's eyes revealed admiration and emotion for Shen Wangshu. His dark eyes unconsciously fell on Shen Wangshu, his gaze showing a focus he himself was unaware of.

This focused attention made Nan Lan narrow her eyes, silently touching the weapon at her waist. She coldly glanced at the muttering, foolish zombie Ah Xuan, then looked at Song Lei. Song Lei appeared deep and composed, carrying a hint of authority, clearly of high status. A dangerous zombie who could go berserk at any moment, and a dashing, influential living person—even a fool would know which to choose.

Of course, the choice is... zombies!

Nan Lan's lips twitched slightly. She silently rubbed her forehead, then coughed to signal Shen Wangshu to tone it down before asking Song Lei, "We received a broadcast saying there's a Sunrise base nearby, so we came to seek refuge. Does Brother Song know anything about the base?" She smiled and said, "If the base is really safe, we can feel more at ease." Her gaze fell on the spot where the explosion had occurred further away, and she asked casually, "Brother Song, did you also bring people out to search for supplies?"

She had just seen superpowered individuals flying around in the distance, but she didn't pay it any mind.

Those superhumans look very weak.

"The base is safe, but everything is in need of rebuilding, and we're short-handed since it's newly established." Song Lei's deep gaze shifted from Shen Wangshu. He was also quite interested in Nan Lan and the others. After all, in the early stages of the base's establishment, when the situation was still unclear, many people wouldn't rashly risk coming to the base. Seeing Nan Lan's composed demeanor, he knew that there were probably some experts among these people, so he didn't hesitate and continued, "This farmland, the base plans to clear it out and then fence it off to grow crops to ensure food supplies."

We're just sitting around doing nothing. Constantly scavenging for food in the neighboring cities is not only dangerous, but we'll eventually run out of resources.

He paused for a moment, then extended an invitation to Nan Lan, saying, "Why don't you all come back to the base with us?"

Nan Lan had the same thought in mind, and asked with a smile, "Are there any infected people in the base?" She said with a hint of annoyance, "Sorry, we're always a little worried."

“There won’t be any infected people,” Song Lei said. “Someone has invented a small device that can screen infected people.” Seeing that Nan Lan was somewhat displeased, as if she didn’t like being searched, he thought of Ah Xuan’s skills earlier and his eyes flashed as he said, “Of course, you are all strong people. You can travel with us and observe for a few days. I can vouch for you.”

The strong naturally have their pride and probably don't like being scanned repeatedly by instruments. Song Lei disliked it very much and, judging from his own experience, believed he understood Nan Lan's mindset well.

This time, a faint smile appeared on Nan Lan's face.

"Thank you, Brother Song." If we absolutely must use instruments for screening, Nan Lan might have no choice but to take Shen Wangshu to a sparsely populated area to build a safe house or something.

She never imagined that she would enter the base herself, but instead leave Shen Wangshu outside.

As for Ah Xuan, Nan Lan, for some reason, had unparalleled confidence that he would never eat people.

That's really strange. She actually believed a zombie.

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