Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

As a result, the lineup for everyone to set off is like this-Mo Wen is holding Yu Lan behind his back with the backpack that Zui Wuye is carrying and walking in the forefront, Xiu Qi walks beside Mo Wen with no expression, and Zui Wuye is back. A broken bag that was not only half-person tall but also bulging was about to burst, and his face was full of pain.

His image is all ruined...ruined.

"Boss, there is our car in the northern part of District 3." Xiu Qi, ignoring the drunken night, walked quickly to Mo Wen's side and asked in a low voice, "It will take about half an hour to get there. Do we want to go directly?"

"It's been exactly two months now..." Mo Wen hugged Yu Lan, who was sleeping peacefully, and murmured, but he didn't answer the question.

What two months? Xiu Qi was very strange but didn't ask aloud.

"Go back to the place where I lived before." Mowen said faintly with his eyelids down.

Listening to the indisputable words of the ink writing, Xiu Qi would naturally have no objection, but Zui Wuye was completely miserable. He can guarantee that Mo Wen is definitely going to make a big detour to fix him!

However, Mo Wen was not as unmeasured as Zui Wuye thought, he just thought that Zhang Xin would come over these few days.

After the tide of corpses passed, he would still live in the land of death with Lanhui. If Zhang Xin died in this place, it would be very troublesome for him to find such a winking mobile merchant.

Of course, no one can say whether Mowen has the idea of ​​being drunk by the way.

The building where Mo Wen lived with Yu Lan is still deadly silent, and the tall buildings still have large and small holes that the third-level zombie crawled through, and they are full of devastation at a glance.

Looking down at Yu Lan, who was asleep very well, Mo Wen's arm slightly lifted the building to tighten her.

Now Yu Lan will be targeted by various high-level zombies for unknown reasons, and he must become stronger to protect her.

Seeing Mowen standing there in a daze, Zui Wuye found a broken car and sat in it.

"Xiu Qi, what do you think the boss has to do." Rubbing his shoulders, Zui Wuye rolled his eyes secretly, "Isn't it just to fix me... As for."

In fact, for Zui Wuye, who is a superpower, carrying such things is not very tiring, but it is really uncomfortable for him to carry such things because his backpack is too full.

"You think too much." Xiu Qi was still as cold as ever.

Drunk Wuye, who has long been accustomed to hot faces and cold buttocks, suddenly heard the motor of a motorcycle when he smiled and talked. When he stood up, he saw a man riding a motorcycle coming towards them, his head was fluffy. Her hair looked like a tuft of straw under the strong wind.

This time Zhang Xin didn't follow a string of zombies behind him, he just drove over by himself.

Seeing Mo Wen holding Yu Lan standing in the middle of the road waiting for him, he was moved in his heart, stopped the motorcycle and walked towards Mo Wen.

It's a pity that he heard Mo Wen's unhappy voice before he could say anything.

"go."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Xin was dumbfounded.

"Go to the south." Mo Wen said calmly.

"..."

The blue veins on his forehead jumped "all the way" twice, and Zhang Xin clutched his heart, only to feel like he was going to die. He just came here from the south, and now he wants to go back to the south without hesitating?

It's a pity that Mo Wen didn't give him a chance to complain. He turned around and walked to the north of the three districts. The car that Xiuqi took when they came was in that direction.

"Yeah, you are the one waiting for the boss?"

Just when Zhang Xin hesitated whether to rush up to fight Mowen with a fist to relieve his anger and then be killed gorgeously, he was slapped severely on the shoulder, almost slapped him to the ground.

Zui Wuye looked at Zhang Xin up and down like a monkey, and touched his chin in a serious way, "It's just a Tier 3 ability person. Why is the old meeting waiting for you specially? Are you special?"

"You mean... Mr. Mo was really waiting for me here just now?" Zhang Xin was taken aback when he heard the words, and consciously equated the boss in Zui Wuye's mouth with Mo Wen.

"Of course, isn't it a fake?" Zui Wuye showed a deceptively hearty smile, he patted Zhang Xin's shoulder again, this time his strength relaxed a lot, but Zhang Xin felt a sense of enchantment. People suffocated the chill, "We were in a hurry to leave, but the boss has to come here to wait for you, ah... If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to walk so many steps to get here."

Zui Wuye is full of resentment towards Mo Wen because he has carried a very unsightly broken bag, and even Zhang Xin is implicated. "So you said, how do you compensate me for it, newcomer?"

Completely ignoring the few words after Zui Wuye, Zhang Xin is very moved now, "It turns out that Mr. Mo is waiting for me here specially when he is leaving?"

If Mo Wen left silently like this, he, a Tier 3 ability player, might be attacked by the zombies in the third area...

Thinking about it this way, although Mowen is indeed abnormal in some aspects, he is really a good person... Zhang Xin, who is full of gratitude, thinks so.

"I think... not." Zui Wuye twitched the corners of his mouth. Although he didn't know what Mowen was thinking, he was definitely not waiting here because he was leaving. It was probably just because the guy in front of him was easy to use. That's it.

Looking at Zhang Xin's gratitude, Zui Wuye was "kind" and didn't say what he was thinking.

"What kind of power are you?" Seeing Zhang Xin pushing the motorcycle behind them, Zui Wuye turned his head and stared at his lane, "Your motorcycle is good. Has it been improved? There are some parts on the wheels. It should have been strengthened by gold-type supernatural powers."

"This car is indeed modified. Because I usually rely on it to carry me when I trade things, I naturally have to strengthen it." Zhang Xin touched the seat of his motorcycle and smiled, "It will accompany me. It’s been almost a year since I was."

"Deal? Are you a roving businessman?" Zui Wuye finally became interested, and a pair of eyes lit up like a big brother next door, "Then you are a space washing supernatural person?"

"Well, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Xin, and I am a mobile businessman." Zhang Xin nodded in response, and suddenly had a bad premonition in the next second.

Sure enough, in the next second, Drunk Wuye pointed to the "huge" backpack behind him proudly, "Then can you put it in, carrying the weight on your back."

Seeing Zui Wuye's backpack full of half a person's height, Zhang Xin thought about his one cubic meter space, and shook his head bitterly, "Sorry, my space should not fit."

"Why?" Zui Wuye squinted around Zhang Xin's neck, with a hearty smile on his mouth, but the voice was extremely cold, "You don't want to help me, do you?"