I became a zombie and was picked up by the heroine

Gu Yao's attention was distracted a lot, and they all focused on Chu Muge, no longer paying attention to the situation of the survivors.

Anyway, if something happened, her little brothers would notify her.

……

Time continues to pass.

Mu Xiong lay down in the quilt, curled up, and buried himself in it.

The rooftop is still quite cold, especially at night when it is windy and whistling.

There was no light, it was dark, and there were strange sounds from monsters beside him. I didn't dare to close my eyes without any psychological quality.

There is no doubt that he suffered from insomnia.

Someone sneezed in the dark.

Mu Xiong opened his eyes, but his eyes hadn't adapted to the darkness yet, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

He could only hear the sounds coming from around him, other than that, like a blind man, he couldn't touch anything when he stretched out his hand.

Feeling a little peey, he was about to get out of bed.

The floor is hard and his back hurts a bit.

However, at the same time as he got up, the sky suddenly heard the sound of birds.

The birds are chirping... I haven't heard the birds chirping for a long time...

Wait a minute, birdsong?

The city was covered by clouds, obscuring the moon.

When Mu Xiong heard the bird call, he shivered all over.

He always had a bad feeling.

The next second, beside them, there was also a roar.

That's from the mutants that bred them.

The survivors were woken up, or driven out of a daze, and began to look around in panic.

Mu Xiong's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, he squinted his eyes, and just met a person.

The man stood up, but before he could speak, he saw a huge black shadow flying down from the sky in the next second, and then accompanied by screams, his claws pierced into the chest of the prey, quickly taking him away.

There was only a pool of blood left in place.

Mu Xiong was stunned.

The nearby mutants also became irritable because of the death of a survivor, and began to bark their teeth and claws to look at the sky.

Gu Yao was very angry.

Someone is trying to steal her food!

Chapter 43 Muxiong's Diary

Gu Yao is very angry!

This kind of anger is completely instinctive, making her feel that her blood has been offended.

There are mutants who dare to attack the queen!

This feeling is as if the wage earners under his hands have slapped him a lot, and even Gu Yao herself doesn't know why she is so angry.

As a result of being angry, he became insane in Mu Xiong's eyes.

He stared blankly at the mutants who raised him in captivity, howling wildly, wielding bone blades, and staring viciously at the pitch-black sky.

He couldn't see anything, it was too dark, but it seemed like they were ok.

The mutant bird that was attacking hid in the clouds and mist, and appeared from time to time. Finally, at a certain moment, one of them swooped down, opened its sharp claws, and aimed at Mu Xiong who was standing still.

But fortunately, Gu Yao's reaction speed was not slow. The moment the mutated bird came down, she immediately controlled the nearest mutated body to pounce on it, biting hard on the other's furry body.

The mutated bird let out a sharp cry and began to flap its wings.

It was more than two meters tall, comparable to mutants, and it was about to break free as it kept struggling.

But Gu Yao was determined to keep it, so he swung the tail blade and slashed at the bird's body.

Crimson blood sprayed out.

These mutated birds are not zombies to be precise, but plants similar to the ones Gu Yao and Chu Muge have seen before. They are mutated creatures.

They may have evolved from sparrows, but there are more than ten of them.

They should maintain their feeding needs by killing ordinary zombies. After all, mutant creatures are not zombies, and they need to eat in a real sense.

But no matter which one it is, humans seem to be the natural enemies of all creatures infected with viruses, and they all regard humans as monk meat.

The birds may have been attracted by the smell.

The bone armor mutant bit the bird's neck mercilessly when it was struggling.

The hunter became the prey, and the rest of the birds began to hesitate, circling and neighing in the sky.

The bone armor mutants stared at the sky, showing an attacking posture.

It, are they protecting humans?

Mu Xiong stared blankly at these mutants preventing the giant birds from predating.

why?

Why would you help them?

He looked back at those companions, they were shivering and huddled on the ground, surrounded by mutants.

incredible.

……

The smoky atmosphere was not ignited.

After an unknown amount of time, the big birds hovering in the sky began to scream and leave.

Mu Xiong rubbed his sore eyes, looked towards the sky, only to realize that it was almost dawn.

——No one is big enough to sleep at such a moment, right?

As soon as the big birds left, he immediately became exhausted, yawned again and again, limp and wanted to fall to the ground.

Resisting the drowsiness, he dragged himself onto the quilt, then lay down, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

However, after a few seconds, Mu Xiong's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened again.

wrong!Why did he suddenly fall asleep!

I'm really not afraid of these monsters eating them!

He trembled all over, then softened again, looked at the monster lying on the ground not far away, and smiled wryly.

Unexpectedly, in my heart...in fact, I already felt that these monsters would not pose a threat to them.

Don't eat them, and send quilts and food to protect them and comfort them...

These are police mutations, right?

Amidst the mess of thoughts, he unconsciously fell asleep.

……

Opening his eyes suddenly, Mu Xiong half sat up from the blanket, kicking heavily.

A woman saw him, smiled, and brought over a steaming bowl: "Are you awake? Have a drink of soup first."

Mu Xiong nodded, subconsciously took it, just about to drink, suddenly realized: hot, hot?

He looked at the woman in shock.

Seeing his appearance, the woman smiled: "It's okay, I can drink it, I've checked the expiration date, and the boiled soup won't run thin."

"No." Mu Xiong calmed down and gasped: "Where's the hot soup?"

"Here." The woman pointed to the back. In the center of the roof, a cauldron was steaming, with burning firewood underneath.

There are people sitting around the cauldron, each with a bowl, drinking with relish.

Mu Xiongchi questioned: "Where did you get... pot and firewood?"

No... no way?

The woman smiled, glanced at the mutants lying on the ground as if resting not far away, and then at Mu Xiong: "They sent it."

"Why would they send this?"

If there is firewood, it means that you know that you can make a fire.

Monsters know they can make fire? !

"We went to talk," said the woman. "They understand human speech."

"They...understand?" Mu Xiong frowned.

But he didn't communicate successfully last time.

However, Mu Xiong didn't know that the last time was when Gu Yao was most upset, and he didn't want to talk to him at all.

In Gu Yao's eyes, they are just dispensable novelty toys, just like the vegetables grown in the QQ farm. When there is something urgent to do, the collection of vegetables can be postponed later.

Mu Xiong pondered for a while, then let the woman give him a hand, stood up, and walked towards a monster hesitantly.

"Hey, uh, how are you?"

He waved at the monster like an idiot.

The monster's gray eyes looked at him slowly, as if looking at a fool.

—it does nothing else.

"Can you understand?" Mu Xiong asked.

The monster ignored it.

"Thank you." Mu Xiong said again.

The monster ignored it.

"Respond if you understand?" Mu Xiong didn't give up.

The monster ignored it.

Mu Xiong: "..."

He hesitated and said, "Can you... get me a diary to write?"

He has the habit of keeping a diary, and he was a little moved when he heard that the monster helped other people transport supplies, so he wanted to try it.

Maybe he also felt hopeless, and he said to himself: "In this kind of end times, keeping a diary is also a good choice..."

However, what surprised him was that the monster gave him a lazy look, then slowly got up, climbed down from the roof.

Mu Xiong opened his mouth slightly, and began to wait on the spot like a statue.

After more than an hour, the monster reappeared, with a plastic bag in its mouth containing a leather notebook that did not look cheap, and a bundle of black water-based pens.

It walked towards Muxiong slowly.

Mu Xiong took the plastic bag from its mouth in a daze: "Thank you...thank you..."

The monster ignored him and lay down on the ground.

Mu Xiong changed several ways of thanking him, and tried to communicate with the monster by beating around the bush, but all of them failed.

Fine.

He sighed, consciously returned to the survivors, then opened the diary, looked at the gray sky, and wrote four large characters on the first page of the notebook.

"Muxiong's Diary"

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