Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Shen Jin still maintained the posture of holding the tray, without moving his hands, but just smiled and nodded: "Nice to meet you, I am Shen Jin."

Shi Xian didn't mind her faux pas and spoke magnanimously, "Shi Xian, you currently serve as a bishop in the Vatican. It's truly extraordinary that you, as a natural person, have become famous among those psychics at the institute."

Shen Jin's eyes showed just the right amount of surprise: "Your Excellency the Bishop, you are too kind." He then began to flatter like a working man: "You are much better than me."

As for her own feelings towards Yang Ming, Shen Jin didn't respond: "In the institute, apart from the researchers who are mostly people with special abilities, the other departments are all ordinary people like you and me."

"Besides, I'm just a small breeder. How can I become famous?"

Shi Xian was smiling, his brown hair reflecting a soft halo under the chandelier. He lived up to Shen Jin's stereotype of the young bishop, and looked compassionate and tolerant, as if God loved everyone.

People have always been masters of disguise.

Shen Jin suddenly developed a desire to win, and the smile on his lips became more gentle. His whole body seemed to be covered with a foggy filter, and he looked as hazy as the bright moon in the mirror.

Shi Xian's eyes were slightly dazed, and after a moment, his brows furrowed, and he thought of her abnormality again.

With such a strong affinity, it's no wonder she was able to tame the Wolf King. Just now, he was almost drowned by that smile. If only he didn't like this type, he would have to try it.

There was a commotion in the hall not far away, followed by the sound of equipment falling to the ground, mixed with some vague and crazy shouts.

Shi Xian was interrupted and looked towards the source of the commotion with dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to ask Li Yuzhu to go over and deal with it, he heard Shen Jin's voice: "It seems like a fight has broken out there."

She said with a little doubt: "Everyone here is your friend, don't you care?"

Shi Xian wanted to say, what does it have to do with him if he has those stupid people? He just looked at Shen Jin and said with a distressed look: "I feel really guilty for letting Miss Shen see my rude side."

"I'll go and take care of it. I hope I won't disturb your pleasure."

Shen Jin shook his head: "How could that be."

......

Shi Xian walked towards the commotion, and Shen Jin followed behind them. A party wouldn't be complete without some noise.

Shen Jin thought to himself, I should just follow and be a spectator.

Instead of looking at the group of humans fighting, her gaze first fell on the messy ground.

Vegetables, fruits, stews, and pastries, mingled among the broken porcelain and filthy liquid, lost their original color and aroma. In this apocalyptic world, these rare natural foods were trampled under their feet without any pity, shattering them into pieces.

Most of the spectators moved behind the pillars as if it had nothing to do with them, and even had the leisure to point fingers at the people still fighting. Some even had red cheeks, as if they were watching a wonderful drama.

Wang Jue's face was already covered in blood, and there was a hole in his forehead that was still bleeding. Like a trapped beast, he picked up a fallen iron rod in despair and started beating Zhang Xiong violently.

But Zhang Xiong was in much better shape. He grasped the iron rod with his large hand and, grinning, flung it away. With a clang, it struck the already wobbling crystal chandelier.

Amid the crowd's exclamations, the chandelier fell and fragments were scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Xiong stepped on his chest, still gasping for breath from the fight, and asked, "Do you know?"

He straightened up suddenly and raised his voice.

"Fuck, this lunatic actually dared to sleep with a zombie. He kept the zombies in the base!"

Wang Jue wanted to tear his heart apart.

"what!"

Suddenly, the silent banquet suddenly exploded as if it was poured with hot oil.

There were waves of curses, and they even felt that Zhang Xiong's hit was not light enough, and they wanted to kick him a few more times to vent their anger.

How dare this person!

Wang Jue's expression was extremely indifferent. He only hated himself for being too weak. After being bitten by his wife, he was unable to become a superpower and kill all these people.

"She's my wife."

Wang Xiong's face rested against the cold, dirty ground. The nauseating smell of food mixed with food entered his brain through his nose. But this nausea was nothing compared to the disgust he felt for this group of people.

His wife, who had turned into a zombie, hadn't harmed anyone, but the people here had countless lives on their hands.

I really want to send them all out of the base and let the zombies take a bite.

"Hahahaha, you're still a lovesick person."

They had already learned that Wang Jue's wife was controlled by the Natural Cult, and their hearts were suddenly relieved. After the panic, they were still in the mood to make fun of her.

It's like patching up the original timidity.

“It tastes really strong.”

"I say, if you want to die, don't drag us into it."

......

Amidst the clamor, Wang Jue could only repeat over and over again: "She is my wife, and her identity as a zombie has nothing to do with her."

"She hasn't hurt anyone, and I can fully take responsibility for her actions."

Almost whining: "Give her back to me."

Shi Xian stood in front of him, tall and graceful, even the slight curls in her hair looked pitiful.

He opened his mouth, but threw him into the most thorough abyss: "He has been bewitched by the devil and betrayed our natural human race."

"Send him to hell to repent."

"Your wife."

Shi Xian squatted down and whispered, "Your wife will be burned at the stake in the central square tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes slightly and made a prayer gesture: "May you meet again in the next life."

"No!"

"No!"

Wang Jue burst out the last of his strength and grabbed his ankle: "Let her go!"

Shi Xian frowned, then raised his other foot and stepped on his fingers completely.

"Anyone can break in and ruin the party. Is this what you're capable of?"

"Take it away and clean it up."

Shen Jin approached Wang Jue as if no one was around. Her movements were clearly not concealed at all, and the people present seemed to be unable to see her.

She helped him up, the smile on her lips becoming more genuine. She asked, "Where is your wife?"

Because of the excessive outburst, Wang Jue's body could not bear it and he was in a semi-exhausted and slightly comatose state.

I heard a sound and looked over subconsciously.

There were only mottled circles of light and no human figures.

Hallucination? Is he dying?

He heard the voice gently ask: "Tell me the story of you and your wife, okay?"

"it is good......"

Wang Jue heard his own answer. Memories flashed back to him. They were childhood sweethearts, had gone to the same university, even received offers from the same company, and had agreed on a wedding date.

Unfortunately, a catastrophe occurred.

In the fifth year after the disaster, his wife was accidentally bitten by a zombie while out collecting.

Her symptoms are somewhere between those of a mutant and a zombie.

Although her appearance had changed into a broken zombie, she still had her sanity.