Upon hearing this, Han Junche's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his clear voice was low: "No, you misheard."

"No way, I think I really heard it. You said you love me."

Chi Xia looked at the outline of his face in the darkness: "A-Che, are you shy?"

Upon hearing this, she immediately felt Han Junche stiffen.

Then I heard him say coldly, "Now you not only fill in the blanks with your imagination, you also start to fantasize."

After saying that, he pried off Chi Xia's hands that were wrapped around his arm, turned to the side, and faced away from her.

He seemed to refuse to speak to her anymore.

Chi Xia smiled as she watched his retreating figure, then turned and lay down, looking up at the ceiling above her head: "It wasn't my imagination, I clearly heard it very clearly."

The joy and pride in her voice were so obvious that it was hard for Han Junche not to hear them.

He opened his eyes in the darkness, his dark eyes shining brightly.

After a long silence, he suddenly spoke slowly: "If a zombie still has memories and can speak, and its physical form is no different from a human's, would you kill it?"

"meeting."

Chi Xia answered too quickly and too decisively, causing Han Junche to pause in surprise: "Why?"

"To end the apocalypse."

In the darkness, Chi Xia's voice was particularly clear: "The reason why the zombie virus was able to sweep the globe and turn the whole world into an apocalypse is because of its infectivity and irreversibility. Once a person infected with the zombie virus is zombified, he or she is a zombie and not a human. He or she may have rationality and emotions when he or she is clear-headed, but what about when he or she is not clear-headed and is overwhelmed by the zombification instinct, and his or her heart is only filled with frenzy and aggression?"

Chun-Li, who hadn't fallen asleep, suddenly turned around after hearing this: "Can't we just build a special place to lock up these people who can still speak, think, and feel?"

"Innocent."

Chi Xia chuckled lightly: "Do you think ordinary zombies can reach this level?"

Chunli was speechless after hearing this.

Chi Xia sighed: "The zombies that can retain their thoughts and memories and still have a language center to speak are all top-tier superpowered zombies. They may be able to communicate when they are calm, but once they lose control, how much effort and manpower will it take, and how much cost will it cost to control them?"

"Don't even mention that no base has the capability and conditions right now. Even if they do in the future, let me ask you this: would you be willing to sacrifice a living person every now and then just to imprison a zombie that goes berserk and loses its mind at the drop of a hat?!"

"I...I was just saying it offhand." Chun-Li blinked. "Is it okay if I said I was wrong?"

Chi Xia turned to look at Han Junche and said to him firmly, word by word, "Ache, you did nothing wrong. Even if it hasn't gone out to hurt people yet, it's because there are enough supplies in the city. But in the end, it has become a zombie. It needs to eat meat. Its instinctive desires will take over its reason. What you see is not the whole picture of it."

After saying that, she turned to him and hugged him tightly from behind: "Ache, what you did was right. We have limited abilities and resources, so this is the only way we can do it."

"Look, if this mutated zombie with superpowers isn't eliminated, the zombies here will keep gathering. Now that it's dead, these zombies are out of control and their fighting power is greatly weakened. Small bases like Pingyun Base can be liberated here, giving those without superpowers another place to live."

Chi Xia pressed her face against Han Junche's back, absorbing his warmth and transferring her own warmth to him.

“Ah Che, we’ll encounter all sorts of zombies in the future, some of which we might not even be able to tell apart by appearance alone. If we want to end this apocalypse, we have no other choice. Unless…”