Chapter 51 Self-healing.

Shu Lan took a few more glances and found that it was indeed a man crawling on his knees on the ground. Her dislike for Lin Yi immediately increased a lot.

She hated people who took pleasure in abusing people or animals.

"How did this person offend your Brother Lin?"

Zhao Hong really loves gossiping with others. After all, he doesn't have a mobile phone or a TV, and there is no entertainment after dark. Apart from defending against zombies, he just sleeps and waits for the next day. Chatting with others is one of his few pleasures.

What's more, "Qin Xiaoshuang" is beautiful and has a nice voice, so he is happy to chat with her for a while.

As for other things, he didn't dare to think about them. After all, the other party had combat abilities. Not only could he set fires, he also had hundreds of people under his command. Only Brother Lin was worthy of such good fortune.

"That one was from the son of the company CEO when Brother Lin was working there. That Cullinan belonged to him. Brother Lin said that rich people like him have their eyes fixed on the sky. Brother Lin was so poor he couldn't even pay his rent. He got fired for something as trivial as clocking in and using the CEO's elevator when he was almost late for work. Brother Lin was jobless for six months, and the landlord even kicked him out. His ex-girlfriend broke up with him, too."

Shu Lan: "Oh, so he became the person your Brother Lin hates the most."

“是，而且更妙的是，这人的异能是自愈。自愈啊！不管怎么揍他也不会死，林哥说有这个异能的人天生就是个爱受虐的贱种。我们打到这人痛得受不了的时候，叫他做什么他就做什么，他已经没有尊严，天天在地上和狗一样爬，让他学狗叫他就会学狗叫，让他舔鞋他就舔，平时趾高气昂的有钱人变成这样不是很有意思吗，我让他叫两声给你看看。”

Shu Lan held him back and twitched the corner of her mouth: "Forget it, it's not a real dog. I'm leaving."

Even though she said she didn't want to watch, Zhao Hong still kicked the man twice after returning to the team. It seemed that he had regarded this behavior as a daily pleasure.

Shu Lan walked back the same way. Shu Maomao was squatting in an unnoticed corner waiting for her. He was a well-behaved little boy. At first glance, he had a bowl-cut hairstyle and big black eyes that could melt Shu Lan's heart.

She squatted down and opened her arms to give him a big hug, and said in a sweet voice: "Whose baby is this so cute~ It's mine~ It's mine~"

Shu Maomao calmly accepted her kiss and hug.

I'm used to it.

He doesn't understand when the word cute describes his state, but his mommy does this every now and then.

She took him by the hand and looked at the tent of the so-called sister-in-law from a distance, and found that there were also many people with special abilities guarding it, making it difficult for both humans and zombies to get close.

Shu Lan glanced at the time on the dial. The watch had stopped for a while, so she asked her men to fix it, but the time was probably not as accurate as before.

It's almost seven o'clock. Around eleven o'clock at night, zombies will wander over from other places.

I used to sleep underground, but after blocking the only entrance, I didn’t have to worry about zombies coming in and could sleep until dawn.

But it’s different now. She can’t completely trust the people in District 10. If they are unreliable and cannot defend against the zombies, her cubs will still have to take action.

So Shu Lan decided to go back and rest for a while, and then wake up in the second half of the night to observe the situation.

The tent that was left behind when they went to the mountain to avoid the flood came in handy again. Her men quickly arranged themselves, made a bed for her at the innermost part of the tent, and separated a private space with a curtain.

This was a small privilege for her as a commander, nothing more.

Shu Lan took off the hairpins she was wearing and placed them in a small box. She then lay down with her braided hair loose. She was not disappointed that her work was in vain.

If this road is blocked, just try another one.

She lay there for a while but still didn't feel sleepy. Shu Maomao was using his night vision to read a book. Shu Lan whispered to him, "Baby, open the air wall for a moment. I have something to tell you in private."

"It's open."

Shu Lan propped up her head and asked, "If your only ability was self-healing, how would you kill people?"

Shu Maomao tilted his head: "No weapons either?"

"No, and someone even tied a rope around my neck. I couldn't go anywhere and had to crawl on the ground."

Shu Maomao said, "Mommy, you are talking about that toy."

He had super hearing and could hear everything Shu Lan and Zhao Hong said.

"Well, you can't do that. If you need to kill someone to protect yourself, just kill them. Don't take pleasure in other people's pain."

Shu Maomao said, "I won't, Mommy. I don't think it's fun. He can't kill anyone in that condition. Even if he bites with his teeth, they will be knocked out unless he hides a weapon."

Shu Lan became curious: "How do you hide it?"

Shu Maomao said: "Hide it inside your body, hide the sharp object here, or here."

He sat up and pointed at his stomach and mouth.

Shu Lan seemed to feel pain and frowned.

"Leave a head. If the person you want to kill gets close to me, I'll find an opportunity to pounce on them, pull out my weapon and use it."

Shu Lan's face wrinkled even more tightly, and she even let out a "huh".

"It sounds painful. He probably can't do it."

Shu Maomao said, "I can do it, Mommy."

Shu Lan smiled and said, "I won't let you be pushed to this point. If anyone dares to bully you, Mommy will turn into a zombie and kill them all."

"Kill them all."

Shu Lan pinched his arm and said, "What are you reading today, you little talkative guy?"

"Don Quixote."

"I haven't seen it. Tell me about it."

"There was a man named Don Quixote..."

As she listened, Shu Lan fell asleep.

Shu Maomao heard her breathing steady, closed the book, crawled into the blanket, pulled her hands that were outside in, placed them on her back, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

In the second half of the night, it became noisy outside and there were constant gunshots. The patrolling psychics discovered zombies and were taking defensive measures.

Shu Maomao opened his eyes and placed his palms on Shu Lan's ears, creating a small soundproof air wall.

Compared to the hordes of zombies in other places, District 9 is as quiet as a paradise.

There are less than 500 low-level zombies within a one-kilometer radius of the base. This group of people have guns and special abilities. If they can't even defend against this, then he will have to take direct action against this group of useless rubbish that only has a large number of people but is actually useless.

Facts have proved that District 10 was able to surrender and escape with a large force, which shows that its strength was still there, and there were no casualties that night.

Shu Lan had thought about getting up in the middle of the night to keep an eye on the outside world and wake everyone up if anything unexpected happened. In the end, she was the only one who slept through the night and woke up naturally. When she woke up, she was confused: "Why didn't I hear anything?"

Shu Maomao turned over, without opening his eyes, and said vaguely, "I'm glad I heard it..."