Eve didn't resist.
Although the male zombie was very strong, he controlled it just right. His arms were like an iron hoop, which restricted Eve's movements without hurting her.
Noticing that she didn't struggle, he lowered his head even more, his lips pressed tightly against hers like two thin pieces of ice.
The two of them stood in each other's arms like the closest lovers.
But the next second, a flash of light slipped from Eve's fingertips—
A small knife suddenly slashed towards the male zombie!
She didn't attack the vital parts, but just chopped the male zombie's arm, but it was enough to force him to let go. Eve took the opportunity to drag him out and retreated quickly like a nimble red fish.
"stop!"
Seeing the male zombie trying to come forward, she said solemnly.
The male zombie hesitated and stopped two meters away from her.
Eve's expression relaxed slightly—she hadn't lost control of the male zombie. She said again, "Stand still."
The male zombie obeyed her orders again, docilely, as if he had never resisted her. Eve couldn't help but feel thoughtful, and her gaze fell on the male zombie's face, and suddenly paused.
For some reason, the male zombie's gaze remained on her lips.
She raised her hand and felt something wet on her fingertips.
Probably from the injuries she had sustained during her hasty escape, Eve wiped the blood from her lips. Suddenly, a light flashed through her mind, and she said, "...Come here."
The latter stepped forward obediently, his eyes still fixed on Eve's lips.
Eve stretched out her hand, and her snow-white fingertips rubbed against a streak of blood-red.
She whispered, "Lick it off."
Without repeating it a second time, the male zombie quickly stepped forward and gently took Eve's finger into his mouth.
He seemed to be taking Eve into consideration. Compared to the roughness of last time, his movements became much gentler. He just touched her fingers lightly, and his sharp teeth occasionally brushed against her soft skin, but did not leave any wounds.
The male zombie carefully licked the blood off Eve's fingers, lingered for a moment, and then slowly let her go.
Eve narrowed her eyes.
Sure enough... this zombie seemed to have an inexplicable obsession with her blood.
How could this happen? She had tamed so many zombies, but this was the first time she encountered such a situation.
Thought filled Eve's eyes. She took two steps closer and placed her hand on the male zombie's shoulder: "Squat down and let me see."
The male zombie knelt obediently on the ground, with the back of his neck tilted back into a crescent shape.
As soon as Eve pulled open the male zombie's clothes, she discovered something surprising.
The male zombie's arm had been cut open by her before, but now it was smooth. The moonlight slid down the porcelain-like skin, pouring out a piece of falling silver.
She paused and glanced at the male zombie.
The latter seemed to be attracted by something, his nose twitched, and his long scarlet eyes turned to Eve's broken right arm.
Her right arm was shot and before she could get treatment, it was half hanging at her side, blood was flowing from the wound, and a sweet and fishy smell filled the air.
Eve thought for a moment and signaled to the male zombie: "Drink it."
But unexpectedly, the male zombie hesitated and did not step forward immediately. Eve didn't understand why he was hesitating, so she took the initiative to support her right arm with her left hand and put it roughly to the male zombie's mouth.
Male zombie: “…”
He could only lick Eve's wound gently, trying not to touch the broken arm. During this gap, Eve focused her eyes on the rest of his body.
As the male zombie swallowed, a scratch on his chest slowly healed. In less than a few seconds, only a shallow white mark remained.
"……stop."
Eve moved her fingers, and the male zombie immediately stopped moving and lowered his head respectfully. She pulled back her broken arm, pressed her left hand on the male zombie's wound, and applied pressure, and the bleeding stopped.
Eve blinked and suddenly laughed.
I actually found a treasure.
Zombies' bodies cannot heal, and even among high-level zombies, only those above level four can evolve regenerative abilities—a high-level zombie known as Number Six is not one of them.
But unexpectedly, this male zombie looked weak, but after eating her blood, he could heal his wounds automatically.
Ordinary zombies are like disposable items, they are gone once they are broken.
——But with this male zombie, she has an extra weapon that can be used.
The idea of digging out the witch's heart was instantly dispelled. She squatted down, raised her arm without hesitation, and said to the male zombie: "Drink."
The male zombie was stunned and looked at Eve inquiringly.
The latter didn't waste time talking to him. He simply used a knife to cut the wound to make the blood flow faster, and said simply and clearly: "Hurry up."
Male zombie: confused.jpg.
He seemed confused by Eve, but the temptation of blood was huge. He made a swallowing motion, hesitated for a long time, and finally held up Eve's right arm.
Without disturbing Eve's wound, he drank the blood in small sips.
Eve found a spot and sat down.
Saying it didn't hurt was a lie. Beads of sweat appeared on Eve's forehead. She pursed her lips, reached down, and took out a small white square from her pocket.
That is the most common type of rock sugar on the market. Because of its rough ingredients, it is not sold at a very high price even in the end times when supplies are scarce.
Eve stuffed several sugar cubes into her mouth like pouring beans. Her face was still covered in sweat, but her expression was much better. Her tense brows relaxed and she looked down at the remaining sugar cube.
For some reason, she looked inexplicably dazed.
His sight was clearly on the small white square in the palm of his hand, but it seemed as if he was looking through it into the distant past.
***
"Run away?"
An elegant voice came from behind a high-back chair. The speaker was hiding behind the chair, making it impossible to see his face.
A man and a woman with special abilities knelt on the ground, neither daring to breathe. The man trembled for a long time before speaking in panic, "Yes... many zombies ran out at that time, and we..."
"I don't need to know the details," the speaker interrupted him with a gentle smile, "You just need to answer me - Number Seven escaped?"
His tone was like the gentle flow of mountain water, warm and elegant. However, it was so oppressive to the male mutant that he could barely breathe. He swallowed hard and trembled, "Yes... yes."
That short word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
The man behind the chair fell silent.
The female mutant tried to struggle: "Wen...Mr. Wen, we can go and capture Number Seven..."
"No," said Mr. Wen, "You've been busy all night, you must be tired. Leave the rest to me."
Hearing this, the two psychics raised their heads at the same time and looked at him in surprise.
"Mr. Wen," the female psychic looked over hesitantly, "What about Mr. Wen...?"
"Mo Min!" Hearing her words, the male psychic suddenly shouted.
"That's okay," Mr. Xiao Wen seemed to understand what he meant and smiled gently, "I don't think father will blame you."
If the two psychics were a little surprised just now, Mr. Xiao Wen's words made them not know how to react.
"This..." Thinking of Mr. Wen's usual behavior, the male psychic couldn't help but curl his tongue, "But... Mr. Wen... how could..."
He still remembered what he heard from the base next door. It was said that just because two fourth-level zombies were accidentally killed while suppressing fleeing zombies, Mr. Wen ordered the execution of more than a dozen mutants below level B to serve as a warning to others.
Mr. Xiao Wen seemed to understand his worries and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, go and rest."
After some persuasion, the two psychics finally put their minds at ease. They hesitantly stood up and approached the door. The male psychic turned around and said solemnly to Mr. Wen, "You... you are a good person. You will definitely inherit the Wen Group and lead us..."
“Swish!”
Before he could finish his words, a shadow suddenly fell from above his head, a green light flashed, and the male mutant's head instantly separated from his neck and fell heavily to the ground!
Female Psychic: "Baozzi!"
She reacted quickly, immediately bending down and making an attacking posture, but - still couldn't catch up with the opponent's speed.
Chang Qingfeng did a backflip, flew over the head of the female superpower user, swung the green sword in his right arm, and cut off her head neatly.
In two seconds, the two top-level B-level psychics were separated from their heads and bodies.
"Not bad, not bad," Mr. Xiao Wen said with a smile, "Ah Qing, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your skills have improved a lot."
Chang Qingfeng wiped the blood off the sword, lowered his head and remained silent.
Mr. Xiao Wen seemed to have long been accustomed to his silence and asked, "How is the scene?"
"All the escaped zombies have been dealt with." Chang Qingfeng said, and his voice suddenly became quiet.
The figure of the red-haired girl inexplicably flashed before his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Chang Qingfeng lowered his eyes, thinking that the man had already mutated and had been chopped into pieces by his own hands, and said, "Nothing."
"Okay," Mr. Xiao Wen said, "Get ready. I'm going to see my father."
He stood up and walked towards the door. When he passed the two headless corpses on the ground, he suddenly laughed softly.
"Father certainly won't blame you," he said, smiling and kicking the corpse, "After all..."
What is there to blame for the dead?
***
In her sleep, Eve realized something was wrong and suddenly opened her eyes.
The male zombie half-knelt in front of her, with his hands stretched under her shoulders, as if preparing to pick her up.
Eve straightened up: "What's wrong?"
The male zombie shouted softly and looked into the distance.
Eve followed his gaze.
It was dawn at this time. Eve looked out for a while in the dim light. After all, she had the body of an ordinary person and saw nothing but the vast wilderness.
Eve: “…”
She was about to ask, but the male zombie growled again and picked her up regardless of Eve's wishes!
Eve noticed that he was much stronger than last night.
But before she could think deeply, there was suddenly movement in the distance.
——Several dark shadows were running towards them. Eve squinted her eyes and vaguely saw that the one running in front seemed to be a man, followed by several zombies.
Those were the lowest level first-order zombies, without intelligence and slow in movement, so even though the man ran three steps and fell one, he still managed to keep a safe distance from them.
The man also saw them and raised his hands desperately: "Help... Please! Help me!"
Eve pondered for a moment and said to the male zombie, "Go ahead."
The male zombie took a few easy leaps and instantly appeared in front of the man.
The young man looked extremely miserable. Seeing the two people approaching suddenly, he was really surprised: "You..." Then he reacted instantly, "No, no, no! Run! We will be caught by the zombies!!"
"Oh?" Eve said, "It's okay, they won't."
As she spoke, she squeezed out a few drops of blood from her index finger and shot them into the zombies' brows.
man:"?"
He couldn't help but turn around and point at the zombies chasing him: "So many?! Why don't you..."
He suddenly froze.
——Behind him, several zombies that were originally running at high speed suddenly braked at the same time and knelt down at the same time, prostrating themselves on the ground.
A row of gray heads faced the three men in unison.
Man: dumbfounded.jpg.
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