Apocalypse Reborn: Take Control of the Queen

Chapter 237 Han Xue's Choice
"Xue'er, otherwise, let's go back to the base first."

Han Xue thought about it seriously, then shook her head slightly.

"Let's wait here first. What if the little zombie comes back to find us and we're not here, what if he goes to the base?"

Mo also felt that what Xueer said was very reasonable. He really couldn't say well about the little zombie. Even if the little zombie was a one-year-old child before it mutated, it was because of Xueer that he would put the already Dead children become zombies.

"Well! We are waiting and seeing, if there is no emergency, he will recover in less than three hours."

Sure enough, after about an hour, the little zombie came back again.

He also held a package of clothes that was dripping blood in his hand. He looked at Han Xue quietly for a while, then threw the package to her, and after she opened it, he said a word of praise and left.

Then come back again and repeat the previous action.

"When he comes back, it should be almost there."

Han Xue listened to Mo's words, but looked at his broken arm uncontrollably. The recovery ability of zombies is really strong, and there is no trace of it anymore, as if it has been broken for a long time.

Seeing the self-blame in Xueer's eyes, Mo felt uncomfortable, and tried to find topics to divert her attention.

The time passed bit by bit while they were talking, and an hour soon passed, but there was no sign of the little zombie at all.

Mo saw Xueer's worry, and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's okay, the little zombie has no sense of time, it's normal to be late."

After listening to Mo's words, Han Xue felt a lot more relaxed.

But when another hour passed, not only Han Xue couldn't sit still, even Mo himself couldn't sit still.

"Mo, let's go out and look for it!" I had a bad premonition in my heart.

"Hmm! Let's go and see where this little guy has gone!"

Don't let Xue'er follow behind, he relied on the breath left by the little zombie to find the direction.

When passing by the human remains, even Han Xue, who had seen countless horror scenes, couldn't help feeling sick. Not to mention the severed hands and feet all over the ground, all the corpses had turned into mummified corpses with tight skin. Wrinkled together, no one can see his original appearance.

Han Xue accidentally discovered a very interesting thing, a colored second-level token, this token belongs to the base of the supernatural being, and it should be a very powerful supernatural person, so she raised her heart to the little zombie Thumbs up, well done.

Just like that, the two of them walked slowly towards the distance.

"Is there still a long way?"

"If you're tired, just rest for a while." The last breath of the little zombie came in this direction.

"Not tired, let's hurry up!" But he kept complaining in his heart, damn it, there was not a single intact car on the road, so it would definitely save a lot of time.

Han Xue followed and stopped, puzzled: "Why did you stop?"

Mo stared straight ahead, he could feel that the little zombie was there, not only him, but also a terrifying thing there.

"Xue'er, there are two roads here, and I don't know what's going on with the little zombie. We have very little time now, otherwise, how about you take the left one and I take the right one?"

Han Xue looked at Mo for a while with bright eyes, "Yes, but I will go to the right, and you will go to the left."

"You! Don't believe me? Well, I'll listen to you."

Han Xue looked at the back who turned and walked to the right, and always felt that something was wrong.

Mo felt Xueer's gaze, turned around and bowed to her, "Hurry up! Xueer, are the little zombies still waiting for us?"

"Be careful." When Han Xue heard this, she became anxious, dropped two words, turned and left.

Mo looked at Xue'er who was walking away, and heaved a sigh of relief. This girl is becoming more and more difficult to fool. Fortunately, I know her better, otherwise, it would be really difficult.

　Today is over, tomorrow is queuing, come on ↖(^ω^)↗. . . . . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)