"I'm not joking with you. If you don't believe me, let them smell it." Bai Yanxi noticed Song Qi's gaze and snorted.
Song Qi then made Fan Yao smell his own blood, as well as that old man's blood.
The difference in smell is indeed huge.
“I suddenly have a bold guess.” Song Qi looked at his wound, which was almost healed, “I and the other zombies now... may not be the same species.”
Although it's a bit strange to describe myself using the term "variety," that's probably the right way to put it.
"They were probably directly infected with the virus, while I... went mad from practicing my superpowers."
The person next to him had a slight twitch at the corner of their mouth.
"And what about me?" Bai Yanxi asked from the side.
“You were bitten by me, so it should be about the same.” Song Qi looked at Bai Yanxi. “It’s like your mark is only a small patch, while the others are all over your body.”
"So... Cao Yan wants to use you to change their breed," Fan Yao asked, looking at Song Qi, finding this statement very strange no matter how he thought about it.
Song Qi stroked his chin: "That should be it. That's what he told me today, but he said it was for the sake of all mankind."
"Will they kidnap you and use you for human experiments later?" Chen Xi frowned, his expression somewhat unpleasant.
"Probably." Song Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the blood in his hand. "Moral blackmail, public pressure, people here are quite selfish."
Everyone fell silent.
"What should I do about my hand?" The person who was injured by Song Qi couldn't help but ask when no one paid attention to her.
Although the matter has been dealt with, I'm still a little unhappy about losing an arm.
Song Qi looked at her, his eyes devoid of any intense emotion: "Is it my fault for being so sharp-tongued? Besides, in that situation, how could I make him believe we'd parted ways if I didn't do something? Remember, speak less in the future."
The girl looked rather unwell. Although Song Qi's words made sense, she still felt uncomfortable.
She rubbed her shoulders.
"You guys are in charge of cleaning this place." Song Qi stood up and glanced at the people sitting on the sofa. "Don't let me see anything dirty."
Bai Yanxi was left with them.
Bai Yanxi didn't know what to say to them, so he opened his phone to watch a TV series.
Several times, people tried to come over and watch with her, but she refused each time.
So, to think that you can watch TV dramas with Song Qi after scolding her is simply a pipe dream.
After Song Qi returned, he poured out a drop of blood.
The smell of blood was so foul that Song Qi, having become a zombie, had a heightened sense of smell, and the stench went straight into his nose.
Song Qi closed his eyes and began to use his supernatural ability.
Sitting in his office, Cao Yan frowned and pinched his temple.
Ten minutes later, Song Qi opened his eyes, his back soaked in cold sweat.
This is definitely not an ordinary zombie; you can't even borrow an eye from her, and this time she even used a medium.
This is one of her special abilities that is not easily detected by her true self.
Although the other party was ugly, he was actually quite capable.
Song Qi stared at the drop of blood that had already dried.
After taking my things and going downstairs, I saw several people diligently cleaning.
Bai Yanxi sat sprawled on the sofa.
There were two boxes on the ground that no one touched.
Song Qi opened it, glanced at it, and kept one; the other one exploded immediately.
“That Cao Yan invited you to a banquet tomorrow, the invitation is here.” Bai Yanxi looked at Song Qi, frowning. “He won’t force you to eat…that disgusting stuff, will he?”
Song Qi picked up the invitation and glanced at it. The lettering was in gold foil, and it looked very formal.
But her name was indeed written in red, which gave off an eerie feeling.
She leaned closer and smelled it: "This seems to be my blood."
"Huh?" Bai Yanxi immediately stood up.
"I think so." Song Qi touched it.
"Can we not go?" Bai Yanxi had a feeling that something bad would happen at that banquet.
Song Qi patted Bai Yanxi's head to calm her down, and she stared at the invitation.
“I’m definitely going. I still don’t believe that everyone here will hold him in the same esteem.” Song Qi rubbed his fingers together. “Besides, I do need to get to know some people in high positions.”
In the afternoon, Song Qi asked Bai Yanxi to help her prepare a formal dress and jewelry.
"Are you going alone?" Fan Yao asked Song Qi.
Song Qi nodded: "You stay here with Bai Yanxi. If anything happens, run together."
Fan Yao frowned: "I'll go with you."
Song Qi tapped the table: "Alright, then come over here and let me scratch you."
She looked at her fingernails. Song Qi's fingernails were now about five centimeters long and seemed unlikely to grow any longer, so she simply stopped cutting them. Moreover, she discovered that these fingernails were also excellent weapons, extremely sharp.
The people around Fan Yao looked at him with furrowed brows.
"Fan Yao, have you thought this through?" Song Qi rested her chin on her hand and looked at him.
"Hmm." Fan Yao reached out his hand. He really wanted to ask why Song Qi bit Bai Yanxi but not him, but after thinking about it, he decided not to humiliate himself.
Song Qi's fingernails scratched across Fan Yao's arm. Although she controlled the force, the skin he scratched still quickly turned red and blistered.
She polished her nails and gestured for Fan Yao to sit on the sofa.
"To be honest, I don't know if using nail polish will work." Song Qi looked at Fan Yao.
Fan Yao: ...
"You know what? It really hurts."
"I know." Song Qi grabbed the glass coffee table in front of him, and the table shattered.
Fan Yao: ...
Fan Yao didn't want to talk anymore. He closed his eyes and felt like his whole body was on fire.
The people around him stopped cleaning and gathered around to look at him.
Fan Yao's face flushed red and then turned pale, and blood vessels began to appear.
Song Qi breathed a sigh of relief; as long as he could turn into a zombie, that was fine.
Fan Yao's symptoms appeared to be more severe than Bai Yanxi's.
Fan Yao's only exposed skin was his arm and his face, and faint blood vessels could be seen on his skin.
An hour later, the wound on Fan Yao's arm disappeared, and the transformation was complete.
There were no strange blood lines on his body, only his eyes had changed; they were also red, but the color was noticeably lighter than Song Qi's.
Song Qi stroked his chin: "Is this determined by the level of the ability? Although there is no clear division of abilities into levels, the strength can still be distinguished. My ability is stronger than Fan Yao's, so my eye color is darker than his. Fan Yao's ability is stronger than Xi Xi's, so Xi Xi still has blood lines, but Fan Yao doesn't."
Fan Yao looked at his hands, where nails were starting to grow. He had originally intended to freeze the nails, but the stubborn nails pierced through the frozen ice.
"Maybe." Fan Yao hid his hand.
"You'll get used to it." Song Qi looked at Fan Yao. "There's no rule that says boys can't have long nails. Don't be shy. We can even get our nails done together sometime."
Fan Yao stared at Song Qi, his face expressionless.
When Bai Yanxi returned, he saw Fan Yao with red eyes, frowned, and immediately rushed in: "Ruan Ruan, did you bite him?"
"No, I just scratched it with my fingernail."
Bai Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Fan Yao, still feeling somewhat uncomfortable seeing his two red eyes.
"Let me show you the dress I bought." Bai Yanxi handed the box to Song Qi.
Song Qi glanced at Fan Yao: "Go out and buy yourself something, and Xixi will give him the card."
"Are you taking him with you?"
"Mm." Song Qi nodded.
Bai Yanxi was even more unhappy. He sat next to Song Qi, exuding an aura of "I am very unhappy".
“He’s a good fighter, and if something happens, I can just leave him here alone. He won’t get hurt anyway,” Song Qi said casually.
Bai Yanxi: ...
That makes perfect sense and there's no way to refute it, but Bai Yanxi still snorted coldly: "Isn't it just that you think I'm in your way?"
“If I disliked you, I wouldn’t have brought you here.” Song Qi pinched Bai Yanxi’s cheek.
"Keep an eye on things and be careful." Song Qi looked at Bai Yanxi and lowered his voice. "If you can run, then run. After all, you are my offspring. If they don't catch me, they might come after you."
"Oh." Bai Yanxi nodded.
Fan Yao is good-looking.
Song Qi suddenly realized that although she knew the male lead wouldn't be bad-looking, she hadn't really looked at him properly for so long, and because she was always covered in dust and dirt in the apocalypse, she didn't really realize that "the male lead is a handsome guy".
Especially after the other person put on a suit, their attractiveness level rose to another level.
He's even more comfortable than the domineering CEOs of the last world.
Of course, I'll just take a look.
Song Qi wore a simple and elegant long dress with a not-too-long hem. Although she was short, she chose a pair of heels with a slight heel for ease of movement.
Standing next to Fan Yao, they look a bit like a father and daughter.
The driver was Fan Yao.
Bai Yanxi escorted Song Qi to the door and watched the car leave.
She sighed and returned to the villa, where the atmosphere was also very oppressive.
"Please don't let anything happen," a girl whispered.
Several more people sighed.
The banquet was held at a large hotel in the city center. This hotel was already difficult to book in the past, but now it has become Cao Yan's exclusive banquet hotel, making it even more impossible to get in.
Song Qi took Fan Yao's hand and they entered the hotel together, handing the invitation to the person at the door.
"Miss Ye, please."
The title "Miss Ye" drew the attention of many people, their gazes falling on Song Qi and then on Fan Yao.
"Miss Ye." Cao Yan came over himself, and when he saw Fan Yao, Song Qi didn't miss the hint of surprise in his eyes. "And this is?"
“Oh, my slave, have you forgotten? Mr. Cao, you gave him to me yourself yesterday.”
Cao Yan made an impression and then glanced at Fan Yao.
Fan Yao's face remained expressionless as he allowed himself to be scrutinized, radiating an aura of "I'm a pitiful little thing, I was forced into this."
Cao Yan and Song Qi chatted for a while before being called away.
Song Qi noticed that the food at the banquet was mostly raw meat, with hands and feet, and various parts of meat that were not recognizable as being from different parts of the body.
"How could she possibly eat that?" Fan Yao almost vomited when he saw a pretty little girl eating a finger.
"I want to know too." Song Qi looked away. "Just bear with it, don't look."
Her eyes swept across the people in the hall, and she suddenly noticed someone. Song Qi was stunned for a moment.
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