The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

[Brain storage——?]

Hiss! My head itches, as if it's going to grow a brain.

In a farmyard in Sangjia Village, Daxia Kingdom, a little girl was squatting, scratching her head frantically with her fat paws.

"ho ho"

What's going on? I'm just watching people fight. There's a lot of confusion in the little guy's eyes.

If her brain hadn't just grown, she would probably know that she was watching people fight just to eat melons during the apocalypse.

I don't know if she was safe or not in the final fight, but she was blown up to five kilograms with her body and the box.

Oh no, maybe even less than five kilograms. After all, she was only an 8-year-old zombie at the end of the world.

I don’t know where such a small person gets such a big addiction to melons.

Maybe his brain exploded when he traveled through time, so he has been stupid and foolish since he crawled out of his mother's womb.

This person has just grown a brain and thinks he has just arrived.

The little zombie felt hungry before he could figure it out.

Well, she's a hungry zombie, not much different from a human except that her body is tied up tightly and she won't eat people, and her brain has shrunk.

Xiao Shisi decided not to think about it anymore if he couldn’t figure it out. The most important thing was to eat.

So she stood up stiffly, tilted her head as if thinking about something, then turned around twice on the spot with her limbs stiff like a little duck, and began to touch her body here and there.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, his mouth opened wide to reveal a mouthful of white millet grains, and two small dimples appeared on his chubby face.

She took out a KFC hamburger from her arms...

I have to say that the little zombie had a miserable life before the apocalypse. He became an orphan with nothing since he was young.

But after the end of the world, she inexplicably had a city that became her material space. Whatever she took out would be automatically replenished. She had everything she needed.

But it's still quite miserable. After all, she was one of the first people to be directly transformed into zombies. After being transformed into zombies, she felt hungry, but she had no sense of taste when eating. She was too young to recognize or understand other supplies.

As the saying goes, when you are alive, you have no money to spend, and when you die, you have no money to spend. She took it all. Emmmmm

The little zombie squatted in the yard, gnawing on the food, shaking his head and making a groaning sound. It tasted delicious! He also noticed that his body was not as stiff as before, and that the food he ate tasted better.

Hehe, the little zombie is happy (*^▽^*)

"Eighth sister, what are you eating?"

When the little zombie was finishing his fifth burger, someone finally came into the yard.

"Ho?"

The little zombie stopped chewing the hamburger and mechanically raised his head to look at the person who came in confusion.

"Wow, sis, what is this? It smells so good!"

The person who came was the little zombie’s cousin in this world, Sang Jiale, who was four years old.

The little zombie's family did not split up. His grandfather Sang Jianguo and grandmother Wang Dahua gave birth to three sons, his eldest uncle Sang Tiezhu, his second uncle Sang Tieniu, and his biological father Sang Tiezi.

My uncle married Liu Cuihua and gave birth to the eldest son Sang Jiahe, who is 19 years old, the third son Sang Jiaan, who is 16 years old, and the sixth daughter Sang Jiajia, who is 12 years old.

My second uncle married Zhang Xiuxiu and had two daughters, the second daughter Sang Qingqing, 17 years old, the seventh daughter Sang Pingping, 12 years old, and the youngest daughter Sang Jiale, 4 years old.

The little zombie's biological father married Wang Mengying and had twin brothers, the fourth brother Sang Jiafa and the fifth brother Sang Jiaming, who are 15 years old. Then there was the little zombie named Sang Shishi, the eighth brother, who is 8 years old.

Although the Great Xia Kingdom is now a country of peace and prosperity, the Sang family are all digging for food in the fields. They have enough food and warm clothes, but they can't eat well. Even if they have a big share, it is all given to the little zombies by the old lady of the Sang family.

So, the four-year-old Sang Jiale couldn't walk when he smelled the smell of a hamburger.

What his grandma said about giving in to Eighth Sister and not competing with her for food was completely forgotten.

Staring at the hamburger in the little zombie's hand, his eyes flashed green and tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that the little zombie was silent, Sang Jiale thought his eighth sister was as stupid as before, so he thought to himself

"Sister, can you give me a bite to eat? When I grow up, I will buy you meat every day, okay?"

As he expected, his sister still did not respond, but just stared at him blankly with her confused eyes.

"Sis, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

Although my sister didn’t say yes, she didn’t say no either. Hehe, since she didn’t say no, it means she agreed. Xiao Jiale felt very happy.

"Sister, if you don't say anything, I'll bite you."

As he spoke, he looked at his sister's reaction, and didn't forget to put his head on the hamburger in his sister's hand.

This kid is really bad. He knew that his sister was just dazed and didn't respond, but he still asked this question on purpose.

But this time his calculations were wrong, his sister was no longer the brainless one she used to be, now she had a brain!

Little Jiale took a big bite and took off one-third of the burger. The four-year-old boy Sang Jiale, who had never eaten such delicious food, was so happy that he was bubbling with happiness at this moment.

He thought that his short four years of life had been perfect.

So when he squinted his eyes happily and savored the delicious food, he didn't notice his sister's movements at all.

The little zombie either didn't react, or its newly grown sesame-sized brain was not enough. Before it could figure out what the little kid in front of it meant, it saw the food in its hand being attacked.

For a little zombie who was once an orphan, food is her life, so it goes without saying how protective she is of food. Even after becoming a zombie and owning a city, her brain is still not enough, but she has never changed her instinct to protect food.

So when I saw the food being snatched away, my brain froze for a bit more even though it had already froze. Then I looked at the food in my hand, then at the happy-looking person in front of me, then at the food and then at the person again, and after doing this several times, I finally reacted.

The backhand is a big b shake.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho"

Anyone who dares to steal my food must not want to live!

The little zombie was furious.

Xiao Jiale, who was still immersed in happiness, was caught off guard by the critical attack from her sister. She was stunned for a moment. She forgot what to eat and even forgot to cry when she saw her sister. It took a long time before she opened her throat and cried.

"Mmmmm, milk, mother, my eighth sister is making a nest, wummmm"

He howled for a long time but no one came. It was too late for everyone to go to the fields to work, but he was reluctant to leave. No, he was reluctant to leave the hamburger in his sister's hand, so he stood there howling and refused to run to complain and ask for help.

While Xiao Jiale was howling, the little zombie's not-so-sufficient brain finally sorted out the current information.

He called me sister "ho ho"

As a little zombie with a third-grade primary school diploma, of course he knows what younger brother means.

She tilted her head and stared at the crying human cub, and as a lonely corpse, she smiled.

She was very happy to have a human cub as her brother. Although they were not of the same species, she was finally no longer alone. She could also live a life where she could beat her brother whether she was happy or not.

Hehe, Xiao Shisi has accepted this younger brother.