It is indeed a conscious zombie cub.
That's really strange.
Long Qian was inwardly amazed, then took out the compressed biscuits from his arms and whistled as if feeding a puppy.
Unfortunately, the cubs don't eat compressed biscuits at all.
It doesn't smell good at all.
My baby has eaten all sorts of delicacies.
Seeing this, Long Qian had no choice but to roll up his sleeves again to feed the cub. The reason was simple: if something happened to the cub and it starved to death, there would be no such precious specimen left.
Moreover, looking at this cub, Long Qian was actually moved by something quite unusual...
It was like seeing the shadow of one's own child.
However, his child had been placed in a northern refuge when he left, so he could never have ended up in such a pitiful state.
But the cub was stubborn and wouldn't eat. Long Qian put his finger in its mouth, and the little guy didn't even bite him hard; he just obediently licked it a couple of times.
Long Qian: ...
It seems there's not much difference between the cub turning into a zombie and not turning into one.
He could only find a baby bottle among a mountain of unwanted goods.
After a while, Long Qian filled the bottle halfway and handed it to the cub.
Only then did the cub seem to awaken the talents of every cub, snuggling in his arms and drinking from the bottle.
At this point, he couldn't help but suspect that the child wasn't very bright.
They won't eat the flesh and blood that's put right in front of their mouths; they'll only eat from the bottle.
The bottle doesn't necessarily contain formula.
Long Qian sighed and admitted that this was indeed a stupid child.
He also noticed that the cub was quite friendly; perhaps because he had given it food, the cub considered him its parent. It quickly grabbed the bottle with one hand and tugged at his clothes with the other, snuggling into his arms as if wanting a hug.
Long Qian couldn't pull him off for the time being.
Once pushed hard, the cub stops sucking, opens its eyes, and looks at him with a wronged expression, as if it's about to cry at any moment.
They really brought back a patriarch for themselves.
Long Qian could only carry the baby in one hand and his gun in the other to retreat, finding a secluded spot to wait and rejoin the others.
Long Qian didn't seem to have held a cub much before, his posture was very clumsy, and the arm supporting the cub was also very stiff. He could feel that the child in his arms was no longer as warm as the little water bag, but the body was still soft and cool, and it was very comfortable to hold.
Long Qian stared blankly at the cub, while the main system kept muttering to itself:
"Change the child's clothes and give him a wash! You've been a father before, haven't you? How can you let the child drink from a bottle that hasn't been sterilized with boiling water!"
Long Qian was unaware that he was being disliked. The baby, now full, clung to the bottle, playing with it. His slow-witted little mind matched the bottle with Long Qian's long hair, and he actually managed to utter a few words:
"Mom, ma... Mom!"
Long Qian's face turned completely dark.
He pinched the little guy's cheek, trying to tell him that he wasn't his mother, but when he touched the cub's face, he got his hand covered in dust.
The grayish zombie cub, unaware of what it had done, continued to howl at Long Qian, occasionally slapping him with its claws, leaving claw marks all over his black clothes.
Long Qian: ...
Long Qian, holding the child, turned and walked towards the mall, leaving with such unwavering resolve and determination.
It turned out that Long Qian couldn't stand the dirty little zombie anymore and turned around to take the cub to change its clothes.
However, the mall is teeming with zombies, and even the all-powerful Long Qian couldn't guarantee he wouldn't get hurt.
The best approach is to avoid attracting the attention of these zombies.
As a result, the child in his arms climbed down on his own and plunged headfirst into a mountain of corpses. One moment he was doing parkour on the zombies, and the next he was trying to get some fancy clothes from the rack for Long Qian. With a strong tug, the little hand pulled down a whole series of racks in the mall, making a huge crashing sound.
The zombies were startled and looked around in confusion, like headless flies.
This was the first time Long Qian had witnessed the destructive power of a cub. Looking at the scene the cub had easily created, he seemed to already see how the cub would destroy the house in the future.
With such deceptive power and destructive capabilities, how can it not be considered an evil angel baby?
In shock, Long Qian took the cub's hand again. The cub held a string of glittering pearls, proudly displaying its belly as if it were a trophy, and muttered to itself:
"Put it on! You put it on!"
The cub simply wanted to give Long Qian a protective amulet.
But when Long Qian saw the cub presenting the pearl to him like a treasure, he was stunned for a moment.
In Long Qian's memory, there was once a little darling who reached out her hand like that, looking at him with an innocent and naive smile.
Perhaps he had already recognized the cub, but his heart's mechanisms were protecting him, making him unwilling to admit it.
Perhaps they couldn't accept such a painful truth.
Only now has Long Qiancai had no choice but to superimpose the cub's shadow onto his own baby's.
Long Qian was deeply shocked.
A slight crack appeared on his usually aloof face as he muttered to himself:
"Impossible, I was just separated from my baby because of some unavoidable reason..."
"I clearly sent him to a refuge in the north and asked someone to take good care of him..."
At this moment, as the cub nuzzled closer, Long Qian noticed that there were words engraved on the longevity lock on the cub's chest.
It is engraved with the word: Thousand.
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