After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

The process of leaving Kyoto did not go smoothly at first.

The reason is that their cars are too eye-catching.

A super heavy truck like a small independent building will attract onlookers wherever it goes.

Even in Kyoto, where modified cars are blooming everywhere, this car, which has gathered the efforts of the people of Daxing, is still so beautiful that it makes the scalp tingling.

It's easy to get out of town unnoticed, but only if you leave the car in Kyoto.

Xiao Shenwei was unwilling to give up the hard work of the Daxing people easily, so things were temporarily caught in a dilemma.

In fact, no one wants to give up the "mobile home" that has accompanied them for so long.

They devised all kinds of plans but couldn't find a one-size-fits-all solution to get their cars out of the way.

Until Ping Han and Tang Qiu quietly walked out of the secret passage in the dark room and came back in a circle, their expressions were a bit indescribable.

Yesterday's Heijiawei didn't come for them at first, but for Lin Sen.

This Hanhan came to visit Ni Youqing's house every day, and was reported by the aunt next door, suspecting that he was a prostitute and a thief who coveted her underwear hanging on the windowsill.

The police officer in charge of public security came over to take a look:

Oh, isn't this the fugitive wanted criminal who released the zombies and bit people?

What to do? Send a letter to the Black Armored Guards!

A living performance of walking!

When the black armored guards brought people over, they happened to see Ni Youqing let people into the house.

This is good, Ni Youqing was forced to become a cover-up prisoner.

Heijiawei said that the confiscated property of the prisoners was beyond reproach, and that they had to make some compensation after three days of exhaustion, and then all the food was looted.

It is not groundless for them to be called "black skins" behind the scenes by the people of Kyoto.

The so-called geese plucking hairs refers to this group of city guards in name, but in fact local hooligans.

Xiao Shenwei looked at the looted kitchen and gritted his teeth while he was heartbroken: ...Look at your potential.

The coffee table, table and chairs in Ni Youqing's living room are made of golden nanmu wood, the tableware is made of high-end Jingdezhen famous shop, the ornaments on the Bogu shelf are all precious treasures, and even the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are from everyone's hands.

Why did the group of Tie Hanhan only focus on the worthless food in the kitchen, not even the dog food from Tantou?

Tantou's big head rubbed against Xiao Shenwei's arms, his claws grabbed the empty rice bowl, and cried "Ouch".

Tantou: I feel wronged, and I have to say more.

Lin Sen's apology was not forgiven, although he did not cause any substantial harm.

But when Rong Yun brought back the two men from nearby and threw them in the house, Lin Sen still received countless eye knives.

Ni Youqing squatted on the ground and looked at the two people who had their noses, blue faces and swollen faces thrown on the ground by five flowers. He touched his chin, feeling a little familiar.

"Crack-"

Xiao Shenwei held the camera confiscated from the two people, took a photo of the two people, looked at the picture in the camera, and tutted.

...Look at this bruise, it's so artistic.

There are many photos in the camera, most of which are about Xiao Shenwei.

There are also a few close-ups of the hands, and the blue and gray of the fingertips are obvious.

The purpose of the two men is obvious.

It's just that Xiao Shenwei's focus is obviously not on those few close-up photos.

He was looking at the photo of him and Rong Yun kissing on the terrace in the camera, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

The angle of the shooting is very beautiful. The two of them are surrounded by the green vines on the windowsill, facing the golden sunshine in the morning.

A bird stopped on the railing in front of the two, looking like it was about to fly.

To be honest, the picture is so beautiful that Xiao Shenwei wants to wash it out, frame it and hang it on the wall.

"Yo, when did the researcher stop working and become a photographer instead?"

Ni Youqing flipped through the photos in the camera, and his tone was full of disgust: "This light and shadow can't be handled well."

"Alas, the composition problem of this picture is a bit big, and this one is overexposed..."

The two researchers squatted in the corner and did not dare to say a word.

This senior sister is a ruthless person who dissects high-level zombies with her bare hands in the laboratory, and can sew them back after the dissection.

"Zhou Ping knows I'm back?"

Ni Youqing put down the camera, bit a sweet-scented osmanthus candy won from Tang Qiu while playing mahjong, and smiled gently.

"...Senior sister, we were also forced to come here..."

The little researcher had a flattering smile on his face: "You know the temper of the tutor, he said that you are his right-hand man. As long as you are willing to go back, everything in the past will be forgotten..."

"Is it?"

Ni Youqing straightened up, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, with no expression on his face: "He's thinking about shit."

From the time that old man tried to put his dirty hands on her thighs, Zhou Ping was not worthy of being her mentor.

"Is that female zombie still alive?"

Ni Youqing asked.

Lin Sen, who was squatting in the corner, held his breath and swallowed.

"Alive, alive. It was served with delicious food and drink in the research institute." The researcher nodded hurriedly: "...Recently, antibody carriers are becoming more and more difficult to find, and mentors are not as aggressive as they used to be."

"How far is your research?"

The two researchers looked at each other, and after hesitating for a moment, they decided to tell the whole story:

"The first three vaccines have failed, and the fourth vaccine is in the experimental stage. The current situation is not very optimistic."

Ni Youqing touched his chin and nodded, and suddenly smiled:

"In that case, let's go."

The two of them looked at the sharp scalpel in Ni Youqing's hand, and they were speechless:

"...Go, where?"

... Going to Lord Yama to play mahjong?

"Senior sister, calm down... The other side of you... We just discovered that person by accident, and we haven't had time to tell the instructor. We promise not to tell him anything... Okay?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Ping Hanhai glanced here with a large hatchet in his hand:

"Only the mouths of the dead are the most tightly closed."

Researchers: "…"

Both of their mouths turned blue with fright, and their bodies were shaking like chaff.

Xiao Shenwei came over, licked his mouth, stared straight at the two researchers, showing two sharp teeth: "Hungry."

"Don't eat this, dirty."

Rong Yun touched Xiao Shenwei's hair, loaded the pistol with a "click", and his eyes fell on the two of them.

Maybe the atmosphere is too tense.

Or maybe it was because of Beta's too ordinary physique, the two of them made an "Ow", rolled their eyes, and passed out like that.

"…"

Xiao Shenwei was silent for a while, pouted, and looked at Ni Youqing:

"Are the people in your institute so unscared?"

Ni Youqing kicked the little researcher's **** with some disgust in his tone:

"Although these two are not brave, their theoretical knowledge and experimental ability are good. It is enough to be an assistant. No matter how bad it is, it is a good way to use it as an experimental body."

The little man who just woke up from the kick: "..."

…Assistants are fine, but the experimental subjects can leave…

They don't want to kill people in Kyoto, but they can't let the tiger go back to the mountain and let people go.

So the only way is to take people away with them.

It just so happened that Ni Youqing lacked experimental assistants, and together with Lin Sen, four people could form a small research team.

Three days later, the few people who had packed up went out of the city in the name of the research institute, driving gifts from the people of Daxing, followed by two heavy trucks laden with instruments.

Lin Sen and researchers Cheng Fei and Zheng Lu were temporarily locked in the warehouse, watching Kyoto, who was drifting away from the window, with different thoughts.

Zhou Ping's high-pressure management caused Cheng Fei and Zheng Lu's hair to fall out all day long, and they suddenly felt that it was a good choice to just leave.

... it would have been better if this guy named Lin Sen hadn't been babbling in their ears all the time.

The omrga pestered them to ask about the antibody carrier in the Zhouping Institute, and could not wait to find out what time she woke up and went to bed every day, what to eat and drink, and whether she was unhappy when she went to the toilet several times a day...

And about everything here, Xiao Shenwei has no interest in paying attention.

He was in the bedroom at this point, curled up on the bed and gritted his teeth against the waves of heat from Factor Seven.

Due to manpower reasons, both Tang Qiu and Rong Yun were driven to drive.

The side effects of the drug came so fast that Xiao Shenwei didn't have time to find Rong Yun at all.

This is the first time he has experienced this on his own.

This kind of regular side effect like the boiling of omegas often makes Xiao Shenwei feel a little embarrassed.

But now he was clutching the quilt tightly, his cheeks flushed, sweating profusely, his hands and feet softly curled up in the quilt, and the air was full of the smell of disordered pheromones.

His body was scorching hot as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, and Xiao Shenwei's consciousness began to blur for a while.

He misses Rong Yun so much, misses the light mint scent on his body, misses his slender fingers and warm lips.

Time seemed to pass by for a very long time at this time, and every minute and every second was a torment.

Xiao Shenwei hugged the clothes that Rong Yun put on the bed, and greedily breathed the faint fragrance left on it.

He whispered Rong Yun's name, and the water in his eyes almost overflowed.

The reddish end of his eyes and the blurred expression made him look a little pitiful, but he couldn't help but make his heart feel hot, burning all his senses out.

The car didn't know when it stopped.

In the chaos, Xiao Shenwei felt a trace of coolness around him.

The familiar taste and temperature made Xiao Shenwei hug the person's body, buried his head in the other person's arms, and his breathing became confused.

"Good, don't be afraid..."

"…Sorry, I am late."

A cool kiss fell softly on his forehead, Xiao Shenwei whimpered and hugged Rong Yun tightly.

The smell of pheromones plunged him into a deeper confusion, as if the person in front of him was his only salvation.

"Snapped-"

Someone turned off the bedroom lights.

There seemed to be a fiery fire burning in the darkness, constantly pulling Xiao Shenwei into an even crazier abyss.

Someone was calling Xiao Shenwei's name in a low voice.

Xiao Shenwei responded in a low voice, and then was pushed into the hotter tide.

Spring in Kyoto is slowly coming, the ice and snow are melting, and a huge lake turtle in a certain oasis is lying on the shore of the hot spring, spit out a bubble in boredom, and sticks out its head to poke it with a pointed kiss.

"Boom-" the bubble burst.

The lake turtle slapped the water with its mouth open, as if laughing.

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Xiao Shenwei always felt that Rong Yun was an extremely gentle person.

Except at some point.

Only then will this person have all the qualities that alphas have in common.

Such as domineering, such as being strong, such as some small and somewhat rotten evil tastes.

It's just that these are hidden under his usual gentle and soft appearance and smile, which always makes people forget that he is still a genuine and excellent alpha.

Xiao Shenwei has always been unfamiliar with omegas who are weak and weak and have red eyes at every turn.

Before meeting Rong Yun again, for him, those beautiful and petite omegas were not even as attractive to him as an ordinary but not weak beta.

But now he was standing in front of the mirror, looking at the mottled red marks and tooth marks on the side of his shoulders and neck, and thinking of the flames that almost burned him to ashes last night, his cheeks could not stop getting hot.

Under Rong Yun's extremely gentle and unrelenting power, Xiao Shenwei was forced to say many words that he would not dare to think about on weekdays.

But now, when I think about it, Xiao Shenwei has the urge to remove Rong Yun from his partner status and throw it back into the food reserve.

But now, with the gradual release of the toxin, Xiao Shenwei slowly found that he could no longer beat Rong Yun when he was unable to open Wushuang.

This is a sad thing.

— At least that’s true for Xiao Shenwei.

He hadn't worn high-necked clothes for a long time and reappeared on Xiao Shenwei.

Xiao Shenwei has always disliked high-necked clothes, which would always make it difficult for him to breathe.

And now, in order not to embarrass himself or others, Xiao Shenwei can only choose to wear it.

When Rong Yun came in with a tray, Xiao Shenwei was getting dressed and planning to go downstairs.

The white turtleneck sweater and light coffee-colored casual trousers made Xiao Shenwei's temperament look gentle.

Xiao Shenwei, whose face was a little bloody, was holding on to the railing, the slippers on his feet showed rounded toes with light pink, and his slender fingers were combing the somewhat messy hair.

"The hair is a little longer."

Rong Yun smiled and dragged Xiao Shenwei into the room, with the flower rolls at his feet that he wanted to mix and eat.

Xiao Shenwei was still brooding about Rong Yun's bad behavior last night, and sat far away with a sullen face.

"I ate a little lighter today. I cooked white porridge and some snacks for you."

Rong Yun was not annoyed, but still kept smiling and pushed the bowl towards Xiao Shenwei.

Xiao Shenwei pursed his lips and took the bowl.

…When you want to get angry, you also need to eat rice.

How can you get angry if you don't eat.

The white porcelain spoon collided with the wall of the bowl and made a crisp light sound.

Xiao Shenwei scooped up a spoonful of steaming white porridge and put it into his mouth.

Xiao Shenwei's eyes lit up.

The temperature of the porridge is just right in the mouth, warm and soft.

The light white porridge has no condiments, but the heat is just right, the rich rice fragrance spreads in the mouth, and flows warmly from the throat all the way to the stomach, making the whole body seem to warm up.

"tasty?"

Xiao Shenwei paused while drinking the porridge, but did not say a word.

After drinking the porridge in one breath, Xiao Shenwei set his eyes on the snacks on the plate.

Very delicate dessert, it should look like lotus cake.

The layers of pale yellow meringue wrap the pink stuffing inside, cut into the shape of a blooming lotus flower, and the petals are stretched layer by layer, which is unbearably beautiful.

Xiao Shenwei pinched one, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

Crispy, soft, sweet, fragrant…

This is Xiao Shenwei's first feeling.

It turns out that even zombies have difficulty resisting dopamine sanctions.

Xiao Shenwei, who was biting the snack, felt that his mood was instantly healed.

"Are you still feeling unwell?"

Rong Yun knew that he had done too much last night, so he approached cautiously and hooked Xiao Shenwei's finger.

Xiao Shenwei: "…"

When I see you, I get fired up.

"Sorry, I was wrong yesterday."

Rong Yun grabbed Xiao Shenwei's shoulders, leaned over and kissed Xiao Shenwei's cheek lightly.

Xiao Shenwei: "…"

Oh.

"Have a honey-roasted rabbit for lunch."

Xiao Shenwei: "Leave the rabbit legs for me."

The Cold War program lasted less than twenty minutes before declaring bankruptcy.

Rong Yun rolled his eyes and smiled: "Okay."

Xiao Shenwei: "..."

Bah, look at your future.

Xiao Shenwei decided that he couldn't just let it go.

He has to get some interest back.

His eyes swept across Rong Yun, and finally fell on Rong Yun's neck exposed in the air.

"Hush-um-"

Rong Yun let out a hoarse groan.

Xiao Shenwei was lying in Rong Yun's arms and biting the soft flesh on the side of Rong Yun's neck, and the sharp canine teeth were deeply embedded in Rong Yun's flesh.

I didn't bite the skin and bleed, but it was still painful.

Rong Yun reached out and hugged Xiao Shenwei, patted Xiao Shenwei on the back soothingly, and touched his hair.

Xiao Shenwei bit his mouth sour, let out a sigh, and nodded with satisfaction after seeing the traces he left.

"Does it hurt?"

The slightly cool fingers brushed the uneven trace, causing Rong Yun's pheromone to turmoil.

"pain."

Rong Yun took Xiao Shenwei's hand and looked into his eyes with a slightly hoarse voice.

"It hurts."

Xiao Shenwei twitched the corners of his mouth, turned around and went downstairs with Hanamaki.

Rong Yun touched his aching neck: "..."

It's over, what to do.

Bad for a while, sorry crematorium.

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Spring in the oasis comes earlier than anywhere else.

When Xiao Shenwei set foot on that oasis again, the vegetation had already begun to pull out tender shoots, and there was even some fresh dampness in the wind.

There are obviously more traces of animal activities in the forest, and there are occasional crisp and tactful bird songs on the branches.

Cheng Fei saw that Xiao Shenwei was looking at a bird with white feathers on the branch, and said:

"Spring is here. What kind of bird is this? It's singing so nicely? I don't know if it can be raised at home."

Xiao Shenwei gave him a weird look: "I don't know. But I know it's delicious."

Cheng Fei: "...???"

Xiao Shenwei lowered his eyes and seriously thought about the possibility of domestic support.

…If it is farmed on a large scale, it will be much more convenient when you want to eat it later.

Xiao Shenwei thought of the book "School to Run a Breeding Farm" on the bedside table in the bedroom.

...emmmmm... Daxing people deserve to be Daxing people? ? ?

Of course, this idea cannot be realized for the time being, and they have not even been able to build a simple residence yet.

So the poor bird was caught and stripped of its feathers, and it became Xiao Shenwei's first meal in the oasis.

The first place they settled on was near the hot spring.

I was very happy to see Lulu, my old friends, who were familiar again, and ran over with a "boom boom", using their huge heads to make Ni Youqing and Xiao Shenwei sit on the ground.

A bunch of bubbles floated in mid-air, Lin Sen stretched out his hand and punctured one.

A cool mist hit his face.

He blinked and smiled.

Cheng Fei poked Zheng Lu's stomach with his elbow:

"He's funny when he smiles."

Zheng Lu: "He is already a married man."

"…?Who?"

Zheng Lu: "...Don't you think the smell of pheromones on him is a little familiar?"

Cheng Fei thought about it carefully and opened his mouth: "...No?"

Zheng Lu nodded: "If you're an omega, you should be a zombie."

Cheng Fei: "???"

There is nothing but weeds in the small valley at the moment, and they can't live in the car all the time.

So the first thing is to build a few simple dwellings.

Considering the extremely ferocious insects and ants in the oasis and the limitations of existing materials, they chose a wooden building with a suspended bottom.

But when a few people were tired and felled piles of wood all day, they looked at each other in front of the empty valley, and their claws were numb.

"...Then what...how do you build a house?"

Cheng Fei scratched his head, his body was covered with dirt stains left by carrying materials, and a few green blades of grass hung on his head.

Lulu was lying on the side, shaking his head and blowing bubbles, watching the play.

Several people were silent.

The atmosphere in the air was awkward for a while.

Until Xiao Shenwei went back to the car and got off with a pile of books in his hand.

They were all brought from the small cabinet by the bedside, a gift from the people of Daxing.

"Whoa-"

Books were spread out on the ground one by one.

"Survival in the Wild"

"Introductory Techniques of Simple Construction Techniques Series"

"Follow Bell on Adventures"

"Robinson Crusoe"

The Wiseman Survival Manual - The Ultimate Guide

…

...something strange seems to be mixed in? ? ? ?

...Anyway, long live the people of Daxing will be over...