Chapter 182: Crazy, Sick, and Spoiled Pet vs. Dual Personality Experiment (17)

Sensing the distorted airflow and realizing that Bai Bai was overdrawing his strength, Lu Cha rubbed his head soothingly:

"Don't use your strength anymore, just follow me obediently."

She is really good at killing!

But for the first time, Bai Bai didn't obey. He not only picked up Lu Cha, but also replaced her kitchen knife with a long shovel.

"I kill zombies, and you kill humans for fun."

This is his food and he should protect it.

Besides, he had promised to catch and kill humans for her once the food had rested.

Looking at the stubborn and serious boy, whose eyes were pure and looked like a simple big dog loyally guarding its master, Lu Cha raised the corners of her lips slightly.

The free hand wrapped around Bai Bai's neck and rested on his shoulder: "Okay."

The little villain is even cuter.

Compared to the other side where the survivors were fleeing in panic, Bai Bai walked towards the escalator entrance slowly, holding Lu Cha in his arms, as if he was taking a stroll.

All the zombies that approached had their necks strangled and fell to the ground.

But it wasn't like before, with the disgusting head exploding.

Just because Bai Bai remembered that he didn't like the food.

"Please take me with you!"

Zhao Hanhan ignored the pain in her right leg and desperately ran towards Lu Cha, begging desperately:

"I can help you with anything! You can even break my other leg if you want!"

She originally wanted to run away with Huo Wenting and An Qianxia.

But the mall was in chaos, and she was limping and couldn't keep up with the two of them. She was separated by the survivors and could only deceive Xu Lucha.

Lu Cha smiled meaningfully: "Really?"

Zhao Hanhan nodded quickly, but the next moment, bang!

Lu Cha swung the shovel and slammed her hard towards the zombies chasing her from behind:

"Let's talk about it after you survive."

"Xu Lucha you bitch!!!" One of Zhao Hanhan's ears was bitten off by a zombie.

She screamed in pain and tried to escape, but the zombies surrounded her.

The arms and calves were filled with severe pain from being bitten.

"Roast duck! Roast duck!" The zombies became even more excited after tasting the flesh and blood, and soon overwhelmed Zhao Hanhan.

Lucha raised an eyebrow.

Zhao Hanhan and Zhang Tong are quite a good match.

A roast chicken and a roast duck.

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Lu Cha ignored the others and left the mall with Fang Bo and Li Zhimei.

With Bai Bai there, they successfully found an SUV with keys in the underground parking lot.

Fang Bo was responsible for driving.

Li Zhimei consciously sat in the passenger seat, leaving the back seat for Lu Cha and Bai Bai.

Looking through the rear window, Lu Cha was a little curious when he saw the dense swarms of zombies chasing him relentlessly.

Why don't they eat their own kind to fill their stomachs?

"It hurts... my head hurts..." A faint groan interrupted Lu Cha's thoughts.

The young man curled up in the seat, clutching his clothes helplessly, with fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

An abnormal blush also appeared on her beautiful cheeks.

Lu Cha held Bai Bai in his arms and let him rest his head on his legs.

[Tongtong, what can I do to relieve the little villain's headache? ]

System: [The villain's headache is caused by overdrawing his strength. You just need to stay by his side.]

He will recover slowly.

Lu Cha thought about it and gently massaged Bai Bai's head.

This should be of some use.

Feeling the gentle pressure on his head, Bai Bai's brows, which were furrowed in discomfort, relaxed slightly.

But in his mind, scenes that made him anxious flashed by like a kaleidoscope of colors.

A sharp needle... a lab table covered in sticky blood... a hideous, maniacal smile...

It was as if they had transformed into a pair of cold, dry hands, tearing at his soul.

A murderous intent suddenly spread in Bai Bai's heart.

Want to kill all living things and destroy the world...

"The wind is not blowing, the waves are not high, the little boat is rocking gently~"

A sweet and soft singing voice suddenly sounded, like the warm and scorching afternoon sun, slanting down through the clouds and burning those big hands.

Bai Bai gradually calmed down, opened his eyes with trembling long eyelashes, and vaguely saw the girl's bright smiling face.

He rubbed Lu Cha's legs dependently, like a puppy seeking the scent of its owner to fall asleep peacefully.

The food and the singing are so nice...

[Ding—Villain Favorability +10.]

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Two days later.

Fang Bo drove out of City A.

The situation outside is better than in the city.

Although abandoned vehicles and mangled bodies can be seen everywhere, there are not many wandering zombies.

In particular, Bai Bai's headache had improved, and he solved it almost completely when the zombies appeared.

With the supplies in Baibai Space, Lu Cha and others don’t have to worry about food and water.

It's almost noon.

Fang Bo stopped the car and said with a worried look on his face: "The car is running out of gas."

"I remember there's a small town nearby. There should be a gas station."

"If not, then we'll find another car."

Lu Cha readily agreed.

She also wanted to get off the car and move around.

Not long.

They arrived at the town that Fang Bo mentioned, and the last bit of gas in the car was completely exhausted.

The town is nestled in the mountains and beside the water. Due to its underdevelopment, there are no tall buildings, only low-rise houses.

Lu Cha and others took their weapons, got out of the car and walked into the town.

The expected zombies did not appear. Instead, a group of ferocious-looking men quickly rushed out from the surrounding woods and surrounded them with guns.

"Don't move!"

The man with tattoos in the lead, holding a branch in his mouth, had a sharp look in his eyes:

"Who are you?"

"A survivor passing by." Fang Bo quickly explained:

"Our car ran out of gas, so we were looking for a gas station."

The man with tattoos looked at Fang Bo warily.

When he saw Li Zhimei and Lu Cha behind him, he looked them up and down without any concealment.

That straightforward gaze was like estimating the value of a commodity.