When the npc became a goddess, she became a Buddha

Chapter 12 Are You Single?
After seeing the gaze cast by Ding Zhan on the sofa, she said with some relief: "There is one more."

The middle-aged man was on the balcony on the roof, and he didn't know how he squeezed through the narrow door with his fat body. The only narrow door to enter the balcony was squeezed out of shape. The man was bleeding, and there were no zombies around him.

"Help me, as long as you save me, I will give you whatever you want, please, I will give you this house if you like it." He lay on the ground begging, blood stained the ground.

Qin Xiyuan looked at the blood all over his body, with his neck tilted back in a strange posture, she shook her head frantically.

The man crawled slowly towards them with his arms, advancing bit by bit.

Ding Chan blocked the child behind him and said to the man, "You have been bitten and there is no hope."

"please."

Ding Zhanshu was telling her to save him, but her rationality told her that this person could not be saved.

When the two conflicted, Ding Zhan made a reasonable compromise: "If you won't become a zombie, I will save you."

The man didn't care about this, he was bitten, he knew better than anyone what he would become: "Help me, save me, I don't want to die."

Ding Chan still said the same thing: "If you don't become a zombie, I will save you."

The man's obese body was like a pile of rotten meat, and there were clear scratches after rubbing against the ground. His expression was painful, and his voice became the low growl of a beast amidst pleading and ferocity.

At some point, he completely turned into a zombie.

Ding Chan raised the knife and pressed the opponent's head, looking at the distance where the yellow sand was everywhere, his arm sank again.

Qin Xiyuan followed the children, and she was relieved until they walked out of the balcony. This was an indescribable emotion, a little scared and a little confused.

"If one day I am bitten too, can you give me a good one too."

Qin Xiyuan said behind Ding Zhan: "Don't worry, I won't ask you to save me."

Ding Chan gave her a sideways glance, and responded, "Yes."

Ding Chan and his party stayed in the house until night, until someone knocked on the door outside the door in the middle of the night.

The orderly sound of knocking on the door woke up Ding Zhan who was sleeping in the living room. As soon as Ding Zhan woke up, the two children lying in her arms woke up.

Qin Xiyuan opened his eyes, got up from the ground, walked outside together with Ding Zhan, stooping.

"Is anyone in there?" A man's voice came from outside the door.

Hearing no response, the man said again: "We are from the team of supernatural beings. The zombies outside have been driven into the hills and woods by us. Now the army asks us to count the number of people. If you can hear it, please send us within half an hour Gather at the main entrance of the base, there will be someone there to distribute supplies to you."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xiyuan happily responded, "Understood."

Hearing the response, the man outside glanced at the closed door and turned to leave.

Qin Xiyuan couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, and excitedly hugged Ding Zhan from behind: "Boss, the base really didn't abandon us, and even gave us food."

When they reached the main gate of the base, Qin Xiyuan pointed to the people at the gate and said, "Boss, there are so many people."

In order to prevent the children from getting lost, Ding Zhan and Qin Xiyuan hugged each other.

Looking at the long snake team queuing up at the gate of the base, Ding Zhan and Qin Xiyuan also lined up.

The person at the front of the line is a man with shoulder-length hair who is in charge of registration, and soldiers standing beside him are in charge of distributing food, each with a piece of bread, the size of a palm.

Qin Xiyuan saw the people passing by who received the food, and stared straight at him, and quietly said to Ding Chan, "The last time the base distributed food was half a year ago."

There was commotion in the queue, a woman who suddenly turned into a dead body bit the father and son in front, the crowd was in an uproar, and the snake-like queue was in chaos from the middle.

But soon, the soldiers standing guard at the side took control of the situation and shot the dead woman and the bitten father and son to death.

The corpse was dragged aside, only then did people realize that the large shadow beside the armored vehicle was full of corpses.

Ding Zhan was surprised by the pile of corpses in Heishan, but Qin Xiyuan was not surprised. Looking at the flow of people queuing up again, he suddenly asked: "I never asked, what are their names?"

The boy and the girl looked at each other, and all three of them looked at Ding Zhan.

Ding Chan didn't have their names in his memory, so he shook his head.

Qin Xiyuan said: "That won't work. Those who register will need to give names later. They are not young. Now they can use a name to make friends after they have a name."

Ding Zhan is good at naming names, and a keyword search will come up with a large list.

She followed up: "Gummy Sauce Girl, Tsundere Beloved, Dry Rice King, Your Cute Little Ancestor, Egg Yolk Cream Bun, Enough of Your Hypocrisy, Love the World and Love Yourself, Mmm..."

"Okay, enough is enough." Qin Xiyuan digged out a room and two halls with his feet in embarrassment, and covered Ding Chan's mouth.

She said: "You think you are playing a game, you have to let the child take your last name."

Ding Zhan frowned, looked at Qin Xiyuan: "Why?"

Qin Xiyuan said: "We are all named like this, or after our father's surname."

The word "father" did not bring much reaction to Ding Zhan. Ding Zhan lowered his head and asked the two children: "Then, would you like to have my surname?"

In Ding Chan's view, helping two human cubs and giving the child her surname are two different things.

The latter is equivalent to a contract, and they will be her children in the future, and they will be very different from other people's children or a certain human being in essence.

They will become something of their own.

It was something Ding Zhan never thought about letting a certain human become her private property, and of course she would not mind binding two human cubs.

Provided they are willing.

Then are they willing? Ding Chan looked down at the person in his arms.

The girl slipped from Qin Xiyuan's arms and took Ding Chan's hand: "Mom, I am willing."

The boy clasped Ding Chan's neck tightly with both hands, silently swearing.

Ding Chan's expression was complicated. For the first time, he felt a certain bond with human beings: "Okay, then mom will name you."

Qin Xiyuan was at the side making suggestions, afraid of hearing some thunderous words from Ding Chan's mother: "What should I call it? Use one or two words, and if there are too many words, I won't let you register."

Ding Chan opened the thesaurus, read to them one by one, and let the two children choose by themselves.

The man with wolf tail is very young, about less than 30 years old, with an indistinct scar on the left side of his face.

Not only are the fingers long, but the handwriting is also beautiful.

When it was Ding Chan's turn, he glanced at Ding Chan's legs and asked with a pen, "Name."

"Ding Zhan."

"Where's the child?"

"Ding Jing, Ding Yi."

"Do they have a father?"

"No."

"you are single?"

"..."

The soldier next to him couldn't help but groan.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Xiyuan stared at the soldier, and then at the man at the tail of the wolf.

The man took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, snapped his fingers, and the cigarette butt caught fire.

His eyes were extremely dark black, hidden in the shadow of the backlight, he lowered his head and blinked lightly, the bright red light on his mouth was projected into it, and smoke circles hung between his brows.

When he raised his eyes again, his dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist, just in time to collide with Ding Chan who lowered his head: "Just ask if you are single."

Ding Zhan looked at him expressionlessly, and said calmly, "Single."

(End of this chapter)