In the end of the world, I can transform from a zombie back into a human being

When Lin Feng returned home, his mother had already prepared his favorite beef brisket with tomatoes.

While eating, Mother Lin said casually, "Xiao Feng, why didn't you bring Xiao Hu back too?

Xiaohu has been away from home for almost a month. He has never been away from home for so long, and he doesn't know if he is doing well. "

Mother Lin started to shed tears as she spoke.

Father Lin comforted him in a low voice: "The children are old and have their own things to do. How can they stay at home every day? You still want the children to hang around you every day."

Mother Lin cried and said, "I don't care, I just miss my little tiger.

You can run around all day long, give me some grandchildren, stay with me, and I will take care of them for you. "

Lin Feng was a little dumbfounded. Lin Hu was now considered a frontier official, and his mother still treated him as a child.

That's right, in the eyes of parents, children are still children no matter how old they are.

Lin Feng also consoled him: "Mom, please stop crying. Hu Zi's work should be almost finished. Let him come back immediately when he is done."

Mother Lin wiped her tears and asked, "Can you come back this week?"

Lin Feng nodded, "Well, it should be done this week."

"When Huzi comes back, we will first find him a wife to register, and give me a grandson as soon as possible.

You, I can't point it out, you and Weiwei have been silent.

After dinner, leave quickly and go see Weiwei. Don't be in a hurry to come back and stay there for a few more days. "

"Okay, I'm also planning to visit Weiwei's place."

"Weiwei has been following you since the end of the world, helping you with your internal affairs and taking care of our two old people. Don't neglect me."

"Don't worry, Mom."

After dinner, Lin Feng got on his smart fighter jet and started flying to Australia.

After flying for a while, he suddenly thought that there was a Holy Son of the Galaxy in the ruins of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

"Xingyu, how is that Holy Son of the Galaxy?"

"It's almost freezing."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lin Feng controlled the smart fighter plane to turn around and fly towards the ruins of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

"You didn't ask me either. Don't worry, that guy won't die so easily."

……

In the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

The Holy Son of the Galaxy, Li Tai, lay motionless on the bed.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he really can't move. He doesn't even have the strength to move a little finger.

This feeling of waiting quietly for death is the most frightening.

At this time, he didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to live.

It doesn't matter what genius of the Milky Way, restoring the glory of the Li family, or the bullshit Holy Son of the Galaxy, saving a trivial Blue Star.

These things are nothing compared to your own life.

His eyes widened, and he regretted being the Holy Son of the Galaxy. If he could give himself another chance, he must live for himself.

He didn't dare to close his eyes. He was afraid that when he opened his eyes again, he would turn into a zombie.

He couldn't move his body, but his brain was running rapidly, and various thoughts appeared in his mind.

Can I get through it just by keeping my eyes open?

Will there be a miracle and someone comes to save me?

Even if there is nothing, it would be good to live a little longer.

It's good to be alive.

The cold touch from the bed and the slightly dazzling light above seemed to make him feel warm.

Because being able to feel these things proves that he is still alive.

Just when his consciousness became blurred, his vision became blurred, and he began to think wildly.

Whoosh, the door to his room suddenly opened automatically.

The sound of tapping footsteps came in.

He felt the hope of life and tried not to close his eyes.

That man walked up to his bed, and he would never forget that young and handsome face.

"Will you follow me?"

After Lin Feng asked this question, he did not wait for the other party's answer.

He found that the Holy Son of the Galaxy was really getting cold, but he saw the answer in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Galaxy.

Lin Feng nodded towards Holy Son of Galaxy, who closed his eyes.

Lin Feng immediately began to help the Yinhe Son to remove the blood poison. The blood poison on the Yinhe Son was much stronger than the blood poison on Igor.

However, this blood poison is not only harmless to Lin Feng, but also beneficial, and can help him improve his strength.

This is also the power of the Corpse Demon Clan. Their blood is not poisonous to their own people, but only poisonous to outsiders.

It is much better than the human race that specializes in dealing with their own people.

Lin Feng spent a lot of effort to clean up the blood poison from Saint Son of Galaxy and plant a blood mark on him.

Even though the Holy Son of Galaxy has perfect eighth-level strength, he cannot withstand the ravages of blood poison. His current strength has dropped to less than first-level, which is about the same as an ordinary person.

After the blood poison was removed from his body, it was only a matter of time before he regained his strength.

Lin Feng chose to save the Holy Son of Galaxy, not only because of his strength, but also because of the knowledge in his mind.

Lin Feng planned to stay here for two days and wait for the Holy Son of Galaxy to wake up and have a good chat with him.