What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

When Zheng Mu and Morse came out of the laboratory, they ran into Lu Yize and Jiang Yue.

Both of them saw the way Jiang Yue looked at Lu Yize. Although Jiang Yue's eyes were no different from those of a zombie, and she could not usually tell any emotion from them.

However, when Jiang Yue looked at Lu Yize, they could quickly distinguish her from the other zombies, who did not have such human-like eyes.

Morse found it strange and asked Zheng Mu, who was standing next to him, "I know that high-level zombies gradually regain human emotions, but isn't it only a fifth-level zombie that can regain memories of being human? She should only be a fourth-level one, right?"

"Although she is only at the fourth level, it may be related to the fact that she possesses mental abilities. In addition, she has never eaten a human, so her bloodlust has not been stimulated, making it easier for her to maintain her sanity."

"Never eaten people?" Morse was surprised. Although Chen Mingzhang had said this before, he had some doubts. But now Zheng Mu said the same thing.

The words of a beautiful woman are naturally more credible, as Morse, the lecherous scoundrel with a very double standard, said shamelessly and frankly.

Morse was already driven by strong desires, and after awakening his fire-based abilities, his needs in this area became even stronger. As the old saying goes, "To die under a pomegranate skirt is to die a romantic death."

Zheng Mu nodded, "I haven't eaten it. She was kept by Lu Yize's side from the beginning of her infection with the zombie virus. She initially advanced by eating zombie crystal cores."

"He's so cruel to her? How come that pretty little zombie is still so devoted to him?"

Morse was heartbroken. Looking back now, he felt that the zombie was quite beautiful. If it weren't for her eyes, he would have thought she was a human beauty who had approached him.

"What?" Zheng Mu stopped walking.

Morse looked at the other person with suspicion, "Don't you know that zombies below level three don't eat human flesh, and their stomachs, throats, and esophagus will feel like they're being burned by flames? Oh, it's like swallowing lava every day."

"They eat humans not just to fill their stomachs, but also to reduce this burning sensation. Can she really resist it? No way, right?"

"Oh, that's what a fourth-tier zombie said when it was about to eat people. They can talk, but they retain the mindset of zombies and don't have human emotions."

They weren't very close to Lu Yize and Jiang Yue, but Lu Yize's mental energy covered the area, so he naturally heard what Morse said.

Lu Yize's heartstrings are touched every day by Jiang Yue.

Morse was a man who cherished beautiful women. Recalling Jiang Yue's stunning beauty, he stroked his chin thoughtfully before speaking, "I don't usually have such a strong taste for zombies, but if it's that one from before, I feel like I might be able to do it."

"At first I thought that person seemed quite concerned about that zombie, but now it seems like they're not that into it? I can't bear to see a beautiful woman suffer, so how about I take her back to Beisha! With my other three wives..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Morse suddenly sensed a murderous aura. Before he could react, he was sent flying ten meters away.

Morse's alarm bells went off instantly. Although he was injured, he was a fifth-level ability user who had fought his way to the top, and now he had been thrown dozens of meters away in an instant.

Lu Yize had no time to care how many wives others married, but the prerequisite was that the other party didn't have designs on Jiang Yue.

Morse, being a fifth-tier ability user, quickly fixed his gaze on Lu Yize, who was standing not far away with a cold face, looking at him indifferently.

Morse was shocked; this person's strength was actually above his own!

Clearly, the other party was angry because of what he had just said. Morse's expression changed as he assessed the distance between them.

Although the five senses of a superhuman evolve as their strength increases, Morse was certain that even as a fifth-tier superhuman, he couldn't hear what the other person was saying clearly from such a distance like Morse.

Seeing the tense situation, Zheng Mu was afraid they would fight, so she could only stop Morse, saying, "Morse, you shouldn't be interested in someone's wife. They have a good relationship, and Lu Yize cares about her a lot. It's not what you think."

Morse was always willing to give face to beautiful women. Although he had a strong urge to fight, he was indeed in the wrong first. Upon hearing this, Morse first withdrew his surging superpower.

After he showed weakness first, Lu Yize withdrew his wildly increasing superpower. When Jiang Yue saw him withdraw his superpower, she also withdrew her claws.

If Lu Yize really wants to make a move, Jiang Yue will definitely attack first.

Lu Yize turned and left with Jiang Yue, concealing his own spiritual power as he observed the other spiritual power that had finally begun to probe around.

After Lu Yize left, Zheng Mu clearly felt the pressure around her decrease sharply. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and she looked pitiful.

Morse has an eye for beauty. He likes the passionate and flamboyant nature of his three wives, the innocent charm of Jiang Yue, and the gentle and intelligent nature of Zheng Mu.

"How can he be so inconsiderate? Are you alright?" Morse stepped forward to help her up, but Zheng Mu subtly avoided him with a smile.

"I am fine."

Morse was very fond of Zheng Mu, a calm and composed beauty, who was completely different from his wives.

He instantly forgot the lesson he had just learned and extended a straightforward invitation to Zheng Mu, "If you don't mind, I think we can spend a wonderful evening together."

Zheng Mu probably didn't expect the conversation to turn out so abruptly, and couldn't even understand how his thought process had jumped around, his lips twitching slightly.

"Morse."

A familiar voice sounded behind them. Morse turned around and saw Chen Mingzhang, who usually had a faint smile and squinted eyes, now with a cold expression. He opened his eyes and looked at him with unfriendly silver-gray eyes.

However, he quickly regained his composure, walked over to Zheng Mu, and asked Morse with a smile, "What were you saying to my girlfriend?"

Morse looked at Chen Mingzhang awkwardly; he hadn't expected to run into a wall twice in just a few minutes.

Morse made up an excuse and left in a sorry state.

After he left, Chen Mingzhang sighed and asked Zheng Mu, "How much longer do we have to keep our relationship a secret?"

Zheng Mu pursed her lips and remained silent, finally giving in with a sigh, "Can we just let things take their course without hiding it or making it public?"

Chen Mingzhang rarely showed a genuine smile, and stepped forward to take Zheng Mu's hand.

Zheng Mu's hands, long and slender, were delicate as she played the zither, her fingertips tinged with pink. The cool, soft touch made Chen Mingzhang's thoughts wander for a moment, and he thought of certain times.

Thinking of all this, Chen Mingzhang couldn't help but chuckle. Indeed, food and sex are intertwined.