Long journeys are exhausting, but they were all strong and healthy, so they had no problem driving for so long.
On the contrary, Yu Huan, the zombie, was drowsy all day long and exhausted.
How did he become a zombie? His physique is still as weak as before.
Lu Mingzhang looked thoughtfully at the "big killer" in his mind - Yu Huan, whose face was as white as paper, and whose body was so thin that it seemed like it would break if squeezed, was huddled in the corner in a bad mood. He rarely doubted himself.
So weak...
He suddenly realized that even if he sent her to the laboratory and provided her with the opportunity to cause trouble, she would probably not be able to cause any trouble.
Yu Huan hugged her legs and was in a daze, not noticing that Lu Mingzhang was re-examining and evaluating her role.
His expression was unprecedentedly cold, it would be better if he really couldn't bite.
His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he suddenly lifted Yu Huan up, pried her chin open, and pressed his tiger's mouth into her mouth.
"Bite." He stared at her with an inexplicably cruel look in his eyes.
Yu Huan was still there, his teeth already forced against his skin.
Is this crazy? Or is he testing her again?
He is indeed a moody villain.
Yu Huan opened his eyes wide, trying to impress him with a weak and pitiful look.
"Boss!" Even the driver, who knew his temperament, became anxious at this time, "You can't bite, it's too dangerous, what if you are infected and become a zombie!"
The little zombie looked at him timidly, not knowing whether it was because of the previous threat that it didn't dare to bite him, or because its teeth were too soft to bite anyone.
"Useless guy."
Lu Mingzhang frowned and looked sullen, feeling that all his previous expectations had been let down.
This little zombie is of no use at all.
Lu Mingzhang was too lazy to bother with her.
They happened to pass a service area and stopped for a short rest. The car was stuffy, so most people had to get out and walk a few steps to relax their muscles.
So the activities were carried out, and those who were on guard kept watch.
In the past, Yu Huan would also get off and walk around the car, but today, she was really exhausted.
Lu Mingzhang looked around, but the little zombie was nowhere to be seen.
There is no use value.
But he was the one who came up with it.
Lu Mingzhang has taken many lives, but the feeling of creating life is still new to him, so he can never ignore it.
Don't suffocate yourself in it.
He snorted and walked towards the car with his long legs.
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Yu Huan sat in the car with his eyes wide open, huddled in a corner listlessly, and almost didn't have the strength to get up.
"Just bear with it a little longer." The system said helplessly.
Yu Huan turned his head and saw half a pack of chocolate biscuits left by someone in the storage compartment of the car door.
During the days of traveling, they hadn't eaten anything. During the rest periods, the group would eat and fill their stomachs. But no one thought of her.
Who would ask zombies whether they eat or not?
It seems that zombies really don't need to eat.
But Yu Huan always liked to eat. She was too tired and listless at the moment, so she wanted to eat something even more.
She stared at the half-empty pack of biscuits for a long time, then slowly reached out her hand and, with great effort, stuffed a chocolate biscuit into her mouth.
The car door was suddenly opened, and the bright sunlight from outside poured in, illuminating her cold, pale, and weak face, as well as her suddenly bulging cheeks.
Her eyes were round and black, and she was quiet and said nothing.
Like the grass growing in the cracks of rocks, it grows in the wrong place so everything is wrong. No matter how hard it struggles, no one will feed it.
Lu Mingzhang's eyes fell on the half-pack of biscuits that had been there for who knows how long. He frowned deeply and his expression suddenly became ugly.
He firmly grasped Yu Huan's chin and ordered in a deep voice, "Spit it out."
Yu Huan didn't understand why, but she was always very obedient. She blinked her eyelashes slightly and spit the chocolate biscuit that was about to be put into her mouth into the other person's palm.
A small corner of the light brown biscuit was soaked and slightly soft.
Lu Mingzhang's jaw was tense, and he didn't know what he was thinking or what he was upset about.
He lifted his leg and left.
After coming back, a tall figure stood outside the car door and threw Yu Huan an unopened pack of biscuits of the same flavor and a can of sweet milk.
The little zombie's eyes lit up.
She took it, touched the corners of the wrapping paper, pinched the two ends hard, and prepared to tear it open... Everything was done very slowly, as zombies move very slowly.
“It’s a lot of work.”
Lu Mingzhang impatiently closed the car door, got in, took the biscuit from Yu Huan's hand, and tore it open.
Whoever gives you milk is your mother.
As long as there was food, Yu Huan didn't care about his attitude.
She seemed to have the ability to automatically block him out, pretending not to hear him, just lowering her head and taking the biscuits from the bag.
"It's so slow."
Lu Mingzhang said with disgust.
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"Do zombies really need to eat?" Mu Fei, the subordinate who loves to join in the fun, heard this and ran over to see.
Mu Fei has short furry hair, which makes him different from those ferocious-looking people. Yu Huan is willing to play with him occasionally.
He often comes to this car.
Mu Fei opened the car door skillfully and carelessly, and stood stunned when he saw the scene inside.
Their boss, the one holding the gun and the knife, now had milk on one side and biscuits on the other.
He opened the lid of the milk can and soaked the biscuits in the milk for a few seconds. When they were soft, he stuffed them into the little zombie's mouth.
The series of actions were smooth and flowing, and the empty biscuit bag thrown below was an extremely real proof that their boss had already fed a bag of biscuits in this way.
Is this still the boss who can scare children to tears with just a nomination?!
Mu Fei was stunned.
The little zombie was dumbfounded, eating whatever was fed to her, her dark eyes flicking over a few beats late. She didn't seem to mind their boss's rough movements at all.
Their boss glanced at him coldly, silently threatening him not to talk nonsense.
"Ah, there's a bug in my eye, I can't see anything!" Mu Fei rolled away with his pretentious and exaggerated acting skills.
Yu Huan enjoyed the meal.
The system, which witnessed all this, hesitated to speak.
It actually saw in the villain the feeling of "wanting a daughter to become a phoenix" being dashed, but the child was ultimately his own, and there was nothing he could do but raise it with a feeling of regret that it could not turn out well...
Is this still the same ruthless villain?
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