Chapter 63: The End of the World: The Villain Kills a Zombie with One Knife (16)
After all, it couldn't be what she wanted.
Before Shen Yuan could take off her sunglasses, someone grabbed her wrist, and the next second, she was pulled behind Fu Yan.
Fu Yan stood upright with his back straight, and the sharp long sword hanging behind him reflected a faint cold light.
Fu Yan took out a sign from his coat pocket and handed it to the inspector.
The inspector took it and saw the Tang characters engraved on the sign, his pupils suddenly shrank.
He bowed respectfully, then stepped aside to make way for the two men.
Chen Yuan followed Fu Yan and walked in under Ruan Qing's surprised and jealous gaze, feeling like a fox borrowing the power of a tiger to bully others.
There are three types of people in the base.
People with special abilities, strong bodies, and toys used to satisfy desires.
They were all locked up in one house, regardless of gender.
The environment is very dirty and messy, and even the food is garbage discarded by the people above.
In the end times, people are divided into different classes, and these men and women are the lowest of the low.
Every day, countless people with special abilities come to choose toys that suit their taste.
They were killing zombies outside, and there was always a desire in their hearts that needed to be released.
As long as you are noticed and offer your body, you can get a piece of bread.
If you meet a generous person, you can even get a pack of instant noodles.
Not far away, a group of dark-skinned men were moving stones and cement to build a large wall for the base.
The temperature was very high during the day, and the scorching sun made it impossible for them to open their eyes. Sweat dripped from their tight tendons, and it was salty and smelly.
But they had no complaints, or perhaps they were already numb, their eyes were dull and lifeless, and they gritted their teeth and endured it.
In order to survive, you can give up anything.
Self-esteem and shame are the cheapest things.
Under the sunglasses, Shen Yuan's eyes were red.
She looked at a woman covered in wounds and half-naked, who was thrown out of the room like a dog and fell to the ground, wailing.
The man in the room spat angrily, called her a bitch, and slammed the door.
The woman on the ground was gasping for breath and couldn't get up for a long time.
With trembling hands, she picked up the bread that had fallen on the ground and stuffed it into her mouth.
I ate and cried at the same time.
Chen Yuan couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he clenched his fists at his sides, his nails almost digging into his palms.
The unbuilt path was covered with a lot of yellow sand, which was dried and hard by the sun and squeaked when stepped on.
Fu Yan had seen many tragic scenes like this, and there was no emotion on his sharp face.
He took Shen Yuan to a secluded room.
The room was very small, only about ten square meters, and it looked like no one had lived there for a long time. There was a thin layer of dust on the small table.
Fortunately, the bed was clean, and the sunlight came through the small window, dull and hot.
Chen Yuan looked at the furnishings in the room curiously, and the next second, his wrist felt cold.
She was locked up again by that bastard Fu Yan.
"You locked me up again?"
Facing Shen Yuan's accusation, Fu Yan remained calm and his voice was cold.
"Stay still and don't run around."
After saying that, Fu Yan ignored Shen Yuan on the bed and left.
When he went out, he was very considerate and used his ice ability to dissipate the heat for Chen Yuan.
Outside the small room, there is a transparent film that looks fragile but is extremely hard.
[Host, does the villain want to imprison you again? ]
Wangzai's cute voice echoed in the room, innocent and cute.
Shen Yuan shook his head, "No."
The first imprisonment was to prevent her from escaping.
The second imprisonment was a protection for her.
At first, Fu Yan only wanted to take her to the eastern base and hand her over to Dr. Dog for experiments.
But after her unremitting efforts, Fu Yan's heart has gradually begun to soften, and he probably is reluctant to hand her over.
Wangzi was stunned when he heard this and silently gave Chen Yuan a thumbs up.
As Chen Yuan thought, Fu Yan was negotiating with Zhou Tang at this time.
The temperature in the laboratory was very low and it was unusually quiet.
Dozens of zombies were soaked in the green liquid, their skin naked and covered with scars.
The air seemed to be filled with the smell of rotting corpses, mixed with potions, which was particularly pungent.
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"I heard that you brought back a woman. Is she the zombie with independent consciousness?"
Fu Yan leaned against the cold wall, half tilting his head back, a red fire flickering between his lips and teeth.
Her messy hair hung down, and her eyes were drooping, not knowing what she was thinking.
Seeing that he ignored him, Zhou Tang's handsome face was filled with anxiety. He continued
"What are you hesitating about? The doctor said that zombies with independent consciousness are very rare. Maybe there is only one in the world. If she has the serum in her body, then this damn apocalypse can be ended. Isn't this what you have always wished for?"
Fu Yan finally reacted. He took the burning cigarette butt from between his lips, crushed it, looked at Zhou Tang, and said word by word:
"She can talk."
Zhou Tang's expression froze instantly, unable to hide his astonishment. He asked in shock:
"What did you say?"
"She's not just a zombie with independent consciousness. She can speak and she has a name."
The air was strangely thick and quiet, and one could hear the sound of medicine dripping in the laboratory.
Zhou Tang took a deep breath, turned his back to Fu Yan, and punched the wall.
"grass!"
Both of them were silent for a long time.
After a while, Zhou Tang turned around and shouted in an urgent voice, almost roaring
"So what? She's already infected. Essentially, she's no longer a human being."
Fu Yan looked at him, his narrow eyes were dark and he couldn't tell his emotions.
"But she can feel pain. She has senses. She feels hot during the day and curls up in the quilt at night because she is cold."
At this point, a rare hint of tenderness appeared on Fu Yan's cold face.
Zhou Tang looked at him with a look that suddenly seemed strange.
Surprise, understanding, and disbelief.
He and Fu Yan lived in the army for two full years. They ate together, went on missions together, and returned safely to the team together.
To him, Fu Yan is not only a friend, but also a brother.
"Fu Yan...are you reluctant to give it to the doctor for experiments because she can talk, or is it because she's afraid of the pain..."
Zhou Tang finally asked this question.
Fu Yan opened his lips, but was unable to answer for a moment.
He lowered his eyes and subconsciously touched his chest.
A clear and powerful heartbeat is a more accurate answer than a confused mind.
"Admit it, Fu Yan, you're in love with her. In love with, a zombie."
Fu Yan has a very strong sense of self-esteem. He is usually arrogant and looks down on everyone.
At the end of the world, that arrogance was not destroyed, but instead became even stronger.
Zhou Tang just wanted to stimulate him so that he could wake up in time.
He understood Fu Yan better than himself.
It was absolutely impossible for him to admit that he fell in love with a zombie.
The next second, Zhou Tang heard Fu Yan's cold and low voice.
"It doesn't matter if I like her or not. I just know that I want her to live."
Zhou Tang fell silent.
Haha, he understands Fu Yan? He understands nothing!
"So, what you're saying is that you won't hand that zombie over to the Doctor."
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