Chapter 510: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 25
"Little girl, thank you for what you did today. I'm fine now. Once you finish picking the vegetables, you can leave now."
The old man spoke in a friendly manner.
Quan Jiu nodded: "We'll leave right away."
After she finished speaking, she saw him visibly relieved.
"Sister, we picked a lot of vegetables."
After Jing Che came back, he winked at Quan Jiu, signaling her to quickly put all the dishes into the space while no one was paying attention.
Quan Jiu took the two bags of vegetables from his hands to conceal his whereabouts, and put the vegetables in the field into the space as well.
Food is a consumable, and passively searching for supplies is not a long-term solution. She has to find time another day to try to grow vegetables in space.
"Let's go."
A few people went out, and the old man followed behind to see them off.
"My home is nearby, so I won't go with you."
Quan Jiu: "Okay."
Only after watching the car leave did the old man completely relax. He hurried back to the lounge and opened the wardrobe in the corner.
"Gululu?"
A figure ran out of the closet.
The little boy was about five or six years old, with dull gray pupils. There were bite marks on his arms, and the rotten flesh had not been processed and had begun to rot and stink.
The old man looked at his little grandson who had turned into a zombie, his eyes reddened:
"Xiao Ye, it was Grandpa who failed to protect you..."
Strangely, the little boy who had turned into a zombie did not take the initiative to attack humans when he saw them.
“Gurgle…”
He made the sounds that only zombies make.
The little boy's fangs slowly extended from his mouth. He swallowed, smelling the fragrance coming from his grandfather, and opened his mouth uncontrollably...
"Is that why you don't want us to stay?"
Suddenly another voice was heard in the room.
The old man's face changed drastically and he looked towards the window.
A slender figure sat on the windowsill that was originally wide open.
The woman leaned on the windowsill, with one leg slightly bent and placed on the windowsill, and the other leg hanging naturally, swinging in the air, looking leisurely and comfortable.
The old man looked at the woman who had returned, took two steps back, and his first reaction was to shield his grandson behind him.
"Don't hurt him..."
Quan Jiu sat still and reminded, "But he just opened his mouth towards you."
"He won't bite me!"
The old man spoke with conviction.
"Xiao Ye is different from other zombies. Although he looks like a zombie, he still has his own consciousness. Otherwise, I would have died hundreds of times..."
Quan Jiu had seen many wishful thinking and stubborn people in the apocalypse. She said nothing and stared at the little zombie behind him.
The little zombie was obviously hungry, and his eyes were always on the old man's neck, but unlike other zombies, he did not lose his mind and rush forward.
Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows and finally believed what the old man said.
"Is this your grandson?"
She took out some dried meat and threw it to the little zombie.
The little zombie lay on the ground and smelled the dried meat, but didn't eat it.
Quan Jiu threw him another piece of fresh pork. This time, the little zombie howled with excitement, pounced on it and started to chew it, making a "gurgling" sound of satisfaction.
Looking at his grandson who looked like an unrepresentable person and was gnawing on raw meat, the old man, who was over fifty years old, burst into tears.
Quan Jiu lazily leaned on the windowsill and asked:
"Tell me, what's going on between you and him? The lettuce on the table is obviously fresh. If you haven't left the house in the past five days, who picked these vegetables?"
The old man wiped away a tear and said, "Xiaoye picked it for me."
Jing Che, who was hiding and eavesdropping, couldn't help but look out:
"No way, zombies have to eat vegetarian food?"
Suddenly a head appeared at the window, and the old man was startled. Quan Jiu pushed the boy's head down without mercy.
"Ignore him, just continue."
The old man then told the story.
It turned out that he was not alone on the day of the gas station accident. His grandson Xiaoye was with him.
"There were zombies everywhere outside. Xiaoye and I hid in the lounge together. It wasn't until he suddenly turned into a zombie that I realized he had been bitten."
"I thought about dying with him, but to my surprise, he didn't bite anyone he saw like the zombies out there."
Every time when it came to the critical moment of biting him, Xiao Ye would suddenly stop and run towards the window.
"But every time he came back, his mouth was stained with blood..."
Having said this, the old man showed a look of pain.
Quan Jiu: "So you blocked the windows not to prevent the zombies outside, but to prevent Xiao Ye from going out to eat people?"
The old man nodded:
"At first, there was no blockage. Xiaoye would occasionally climb out of the window and bring me food. Until two days ago, he brought me a human heart..."
Quan Jiu's expression remained unchanged as he analyzed calmly:
"You felt very distressed seeing your grandson living like a ghost, half-human, half-ghost, so you blocked the window, intending to starve you and him to death?"
The old man closed his eyes in despair and nodded.
"What about the stone just now?"
The old man spoke hesitantly:
"I don't know what happened, but one day Xiaoye brought me a glowing stone, as if asking me to swallow it... After swallowing it, I suddenly found that I had super powers."
Quan Jiu crossed his arms over his chest: "Space movement?"
"right!"
The old man nodded excitedly and looked at Quan Jiu eagerly.
She actually knows everything.
"After that day, I discovered that I could move things through the air. Even through a door, I could send things out... just like this..."
A big hole suddenly appeared in the originally closed wall.
Jing Che, who was lying on the ground with a dogtail grass in his mouth, was stunned and looked at the old man in the cave in shock:
"Why did the wall suddenly crack?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cracked wall closed up again, returning to its original state without a single gap.
Old man: “That’s it.”
Quan Jiu: "What's going on with Xiaoye's abnormality?"
The old man shook his head:
"I don't know about that. I just hope you don't kill him. I will stay with him 24 hours a day and won't give him the chance to hurt anyone again."
The little boy squatting on the ground and gnawing on the raw meat made a "gurgling" sound. After filling his stomach, he was obviously excited.
Long Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:
"But he's a zombie. Just because he doesn't attack you doesn't mean he won't attack others."
The old man was silent.
He knew what the man said made sense.
"If you must kill him, then kill me first..."
His grandson is his only motivation to live.
Quan Jiu held the gun in her hand, but did not load it. She thought for a moment and said.
"You can come with us for now."
If the old man and the young were left here, they would either starve to death or be beaten to death by those who came later.
It just so happened that she also wanted to know what made Xiaoye different from other zombies.
…
"Sister, are you crazy?"
Jing Che looked at Xiao Ye who was screaming "Ahhhh" with his fangs bared in the back seat of the car.
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