"Exactly! This outfit has no shape, and the pattern is barely visible. It makes the little one look like a cartoon character. How could the leader have such poor taste..."
Long Qian was both angry and at a loss as he listened to the increasingly loud chirping of crickets below.
After all, scolding is useless, and hitting is unnecessary.
These people clearly didn't have the guts to utter a single useless word in front of him before.
But no matter how stern he tries to be now, he seems to have lost his intimidating effect in the eyes of others.
Is this all thanks to the cubs?
That's true. No matter who it is, seeing a serious and stern boss like Long Qian with a little kid dressed like Patrick Star on his shoulder, even if the kid is incredibly good-looking and tries to imitate his father's cool expression, it still looks incredibly cute and contrasting.
After the initial disillusionment, everyone lost respect for Long Qian.
Because now, whenever they think of Long Qian, they think of that little cub with the same serious expression as Long Qian.
So for a moment, everyone chirped even louder, as if they were talking right in front of Long Qian:
"I didn't expect our boss to have such a boyish heart, actually liking these little toys. It seems I gave him a gift that backfired, which is why I got scolded by the chief."
"If I deliver these dolls now, will the leader accept them?"
Up until now, no one had expected that the cub would be a real, living, and moving cub. After all, no one had ever seen a child of this size before, and they all thought the cub was a doll!
What's more, the kid is so good-looking, it feels like even real people wouldn't look like him.
Until the cub moved, crawling from Long Qian's shoulder to his collar, and then Long Qian picked it up and put it in his palm.
The child looked sleepy, yawning while propping himself up on his father's palm, looking like he couldn't resist the drowsiness.
Long Qian let him sleep, and once he fell asleep, he put him in the pocket on his chest, which was just big enough to fit a cub.
Just as he was carrying the cub, a gasp of amazement erupted from the crowd, as if they were watching a play:
"As expected of the boss, this doll can actually move and talk, it's so realistic! How can the boss take playing with dolls to such an extreme?"
Long Qian couldn't hold back any longer. He woke the sleepy kid up, picked him up, and placed him in front of everyone, as if showing him off:
When a baby opens its eyes and finds itself no longer in its father's arms, it's as if it's on autopilot. It will immediately crawl up its father's hand to his collar, press its little face against his chin, and softly call him "Daddy."
What kind of clingy little person is this?
And to make sure everyone heard, Long Qian demonstrated it from every direction, as if in slow motion.
Everyone immediately started whispering among themselves.
"This looks like a real cub..."
"Wait, there's no way a cub could be this small."
"It must be a supernatural transformation. I knew it was impossible for the leader to create such an adorable cub..."
Long Qian simply pretended not to hear, as long as they saw he had a child.
It's something no one else has—a super, super cute and clingy little baby.
But the only one who was tired was the child. Taking advantage of his small size, the child hid his lower body in his father's collar, leaving only his upper body exposed, and clung tightly to his father's face.
The child was afraid that his father would squeeze him out again.
Fortunately, Long Qian didn't continue his erratic behavior. He simply walked around the shelter twice to make sure everyone recognized the cub and knew it was his family's precious child.
That way, even if something happens to the child, they won't be bullied by others when they're alone.
Although Long Qian would definitely try to prevent such a thing from happening, in the apocalypse, nothing can be predicted.
Just like Long Yiling, who went on a mission with him.
During their subsequent collection missions, the two of them encountered the Zombie King in other cities. In order to cover his escape, Long Yiling had her arm bitten off by the Zombie King.
Long Yiling knew he had no chance of returning to the shelter alive. If he were seriously injured, he wouldn't even have a chance to make it home, let alone be turned into a zombie. So he just told Long Qian to leave quickly.
Long Qian stared intently in the direction of Long Yiling.
Even the most heartless person will feel pain.
Long Yiling is so young, a quiet and introverted youth. He hasn't even found his own goal yet, and he's about to die in a sea of zombies.
Along the way, everyone was much quieter than when they had come before.
Long Qianqiang had been strong for a long time. Every time he thought he could protect others, an unexpected event would occur, shattering his arrogance.
He is not an omnipotent god.
When Long Qian returned home, the cub could smell the sadness on him.
He was about to go up and comfort his father when Long Yinian, who had heard the news, rushed over. Ignoring the presence of the young child, he grabbed Long Qian by the collar and questioned him:
"Boss, didn't you say you'd protect us and lead us?! Why did you leave Long Yiling all alone here after he was injured?! To watch him get devoured alive by zombies!!!"
Long Yinian must have known that Long Qian had done his best. A wounded person trapped in a horde of zombies would only be a waste of manpower if rescued. But he still couldn't suppress his emotions. He and Long Yiling were twins, brothers, and he couldn't abandon Long Yiling to live alone.
Long Qian is so amazing...
All the emotions in Long Yinian's mind were directed at Long Qian in his impulsive moment, until the doctor came over and slapped Long Yinian across the face.
"That's enough, stop messing around!"
Long Yinian's usual carefree smile disappeared. He looked at Long Qian, lowered his head, and said to Long Qian, "Boss, I'm sorry."
"But I can't continue living here, please let me go."
The cub watched everyone arguing as Long Yinian left. A gloomy atmosphere descended, and all the usual smiles vanished.
He was so anxious he was almost crying when his father finally hugged him.
The father's palms were very cold, so cold that he couldn't warm them up no matter what he did. The baby cried and rubbed his father's hands together with his two little hands, breathing into them to try to warm them up, but given the baby's size, it was like a drop in the ocean.
But when the cub dropped its little pearl, the father didn't remain sad. He held the cub close, gently stroked it with his fingers, and then sighed.
"The zombie king is getting stronger and stronger... Darling, how long can I protect you?"
The cub listened to its father's worries, seemingly not understanding what he was saying, and continued to cry until it was exhausted and fell into a peaceful sleep. But in reality, the cub quietly opened its eyes halfway through its sleep.
The main system knew that the cub was someone who could never stay out of things, and the cub could also vaguely sense that he actually had the potential to challenge for the position of Zombie King.
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