"What happened?"

After Qianyuan finished talking with the zombies, she turned to Long Qian and said, "High-level zombies have come to my territory. They seem to want to attack Uncle Long Yinian's city."

Not all high-level zombies will listen to Qianyuan.

Especially those with great strength, the farther they are from Qianyuan's territory, the more difficult it is to govern them.

After all, zombies are not as intelligent as humans; they are creatures that act on instinct. Therefore, a zombie king cannot rule over all zombies like a human empire.

It can only be described as suppressing zombies that are weaker than oneself.

However, in areas where Qianyuan's reach is limited, other zombies will still become leaders, creating other competition.

Moreover, it's obvious at a glance that this high-level zombie is a troublemaker, and it's possible that he might even challenge Qianyuan.

After Qianyuan told Longqian, Longqian immediately showed his disapproval.

"You're still a baby, what are you fighting for?"

He picked up the cub and placed it in his palm: "Listen to your father, don't interfere."

“But Uncle and the others…” Long Yinian and Long Yiling are also considered half family to Qian Yuan.

It doesn't matter if Long Qian disagrees; as long as Qian Yuan cries, there's nothing he can't do.

Qianyuan remembered what her naughty father had told her before: if she acted cute towards her father, he would agree. So without hesitation, the little guy snuggled up to her father and started acting cute.

"Please, please..."

The little cub, all round and cuddly, puts its hands together in prayer, bidding farewell to its father.

With puffed-out cheeks, he looked devout and earnest.

She also said a whole bunch of sweet things.

"Daddy... I love Daddy the most, Daddy, please say yes~"

"0.0~"

"0?0~"

Even though the cub hadn't eaten any candy, Long Qian felt that the cub smelled sweet when it came close to him and spoke.

Will his baby smell never disappear?

Long Qian insisted on turning his head away, revealing an expression of refusal.

The child understood that it meant he wasn't being affectionate enough.

The cubs were jumping around in a panic.

He was like a little popcorn popping around his father, hopping on tiptoe, constantly trying to make his presence known to Long Qian, pleading with a pitiful expression.

As expected, Long Qian agreed.

"Okay, but you can't fight. Dad will fight for you."

To be fair, Long Qian does have the ability.

A zombie king and the strongest human ability user—these two monstrous individuals lived their daily lives quietly in the city, attracting little attention from humans.

Aside from the last time Long Qian so ostentatiously annexed many shelters, everyone was terrified for a long time, but they never received any news of Long Qian becoming king and dominating the city. The entire city was as calm as if it had a new master. They were on guard for a while, but then they relaxed.

Most people only know that Long Qian has the ability to control minds, but they can't see that Long Qian can manipulate so many people, so they just assume that Long Qian controlled the leaders and happened to rise to power.

They had seriously underestimated a truly terrifying enemy.

However, Long Qian's reins are now in Qian Yuan's hands.

As long as the Zombie King doesn't encounter any mishaps, Long Qian's fangs won't be extended to anyone else.

Even now, Long Qian still has to go and help.

Of course, Long Yiling also heard the howling of the zombies. He didn't immediately pass on the message, but listened to it blankly for a while.

He missed Qianyuan.

He thought of the child who was relying on him.

Long Yiling understood the meaning of embracing each other for the first time because he used to hold Qianyuan, and the little guy would confidently hug his neck and sit on his arm or shoulder.

At that moment, Long Yiling could even hear their heartbeats merging together; they were one.

Long Yinian watched as Long Yiling suddenly fell silent. He felt that after his younger brother turned into a zombie, he went from being a taciturn and cool guy to almost becoming mute. Every few days, he could only utter one word, which would drive him crazy with anxiety.

But today, Long Yiling looked up at the sky for a while, which was rare for her, and then said to Long Yinian, "I miss Zai Zai."

"I just want to stay by my baby's side."

Looking at his younger brother's utterly infatuated and worthless expression, Long Yinian paused for a moment and said:

"Why don't you turn your brother into a zombie too?"

"In the current human camp, I don't want to choose any of them, I only want to choose the baby."

Mo Wugui looked at the two people next to him who were openly trying to switch jobs: ...

Mo Wugui suddenly asked, "Is the zombie faction still short of people?"

It wasn't that Mo Wugui wanted to defect; it was because those old men in the military were causing trouble again. They had even contacted overseas refugees, planning to unite and expand humanity's map, hoping to recreate humanity's glory.

But they all seemed to think that zombies and Long Qian were not worth mentioning.

Moreover, several foreign superhumans have recently arrived, ostensibly for friendly inspection, but they all act arrogantly. Mo Wugui, out of respect for the military, can't afford to turn against them and can only tolerate it.

That's why Mo Wugui said those angry words.

Moreover, he couldn't forget Qianyuan, whom he had only met once.

I don't know when I'll be able to see him again.

If Long Yiling hadn't kept bringing it up, he would have really forgotten Qianyuan's zombie identity.

How could someone like that be a zombie...?

Just as he was thinking this, an emergency alarm sounded outside the door.

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