Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

"Oh." Cheng Jingyi's tone remained unchanged. "So?"

The child took a step back, his eyes flickering as he kept looking at Shen Yisui: "I can't give it to you."

“It’s okay. If you don’t give it to us, we’ll eat you.” Cheng Jingyi said, standing up and pretending to cut the child’s face with the dagger he was carrying.

"Ah—here you go, here you go..." The child's tone suddenly changed. He suddenly got up from the ground and threw his entire backpack over.

Cheng Jingyi took it with one hand, glanced at the contents of the backpack, and then heard the child's faint voice.

"I've given you everything, you have to give me something to eat," he said tremblingly. "Just a little bit."

"Okay." Cheng Jingyi wasn't completely heartless. He zipped up his backpack and asked casually, "Where's your brother?"

"I don't know, we got separated," the child said, looking down. "But he said he would come back to find me."

Shen Yi listened silently from the side. This child spoke just like an ordinary person, and unlike the other zombies, he had not lost his mind and become delirious. In a way, this could be considered a successful mutation.

And the person who raised him...

"Is your brother a zombie too?" Shen Yi asked.

The child was somewhat surprised by the question. He seemed not to have expected Shen Yisui to ask him that. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I don't know."

"Zombies are actually quite easy to distinguish from ordinary people. Usually, zombies don't have whites in their eyes, their pupils are dull, and they look like monsters. Is your brother like that?"

Cheng Jingyi frowned upon hearing this, glanced at Shen Yisui, and turned his face away.

“My brother…” the child recalled for a moment, then said, “I don’t know, but he looks a lot like you guys.”

"Alright then." Shen Yisui didn't ask any more questions. The child was too young, and most of the questions he was asked ended with vague answers.

But regardless of whether his brother is human or a zombie, as long as the child is in their hands, the man will be forced by circumstances to refrain from making any rash moves for the time being.

Do you remember your name?

"I..." the child hesitated for a moment before answering, "My name is Ruoruo."

Shen Yisui: "...What do you mean, 'if'?"

"Don't hit me, I'm so weak," the child said.

Shen Yisui: "...This is the name your brother gave you?"

The child hummed in agreement.

Shen Yisui didn't say anything more.

His brother is definitely a weirdo too.

He sat weakly on the ground and glanced at Shen Yisui and Cheng Jingyi. He clearly sensed that Shen Yisui was easier to talk to, so he deliberately moved a little closer to him.

Cheng Jingyi took in all his little actions, then pulled Shen Yisui up and said, "Want something to eat?"

Shen Yisui grasped his hand, his pupils shifting, and deliberately said, "You're willing to share with me? Before, you always ate everything by yourself."

Cheng Jingyi's answer was simple and concise: "You told me to share."

"Well, you're quite obedient," Shen Yi said. "Shall we split it 50/50 again this time?"

There was an unusual silence in the air for a few seconds. He weakly got up from the ground and silently walked between the two of them.

He moved his lips twice, but ultimately wisely kept quiet, only grabbing the hems of the clothes of the two people next to him as a signal.

Cheng Jingyi seemed not to see the child right under his nose. He narrowed his eyes and said to Shen Yisui, "This time, we won't divide it; we'll share it."

Shen Yisui's eyes curved slightly: "Then why did you break up with me before?"

"What do you say?"

"I don't know." Shen Yisui didn't understand why Cheng Jingyi was pretending to be stupid in front of him, but he didn't want to hide it from him anymore.

Shen Yisui said bluntly, "I know you remember everything."

Cheng Jingyi's fingers trembled. He could initially pretend to be convincing, but later, when they escaped the small house together, he let slip to Shen Yisui on the way.

Shen Yisui was incredibly perceptive and naturally found the anomaly quickly.

Cheng Jingyi smiled and said, "So what?"

Shen Yisui's resurrection was bizarre. Yet, he retained his original behavior and even his temperament, making Cheng Jingyi even more suspicious of everything that had happened.

But he was already seriously injured at that time. If Shen Yisui were infected and turned into a zombie, Cheng Jingyi might not even be able to fight back.

Disguising himself as a low-level zombie was his only means of self-preservation at the time. Of course... he also wanted to see how Shen Yisui would treat him.

If Shen Yisui were to abandon him without hesitation, Cheng Jingyi would never have anything to do with him again. He wouldn't chase after him like a clown, making himself look ridiculous and pathetic.

"Not very good." Shen Yisui grabbed Cheng Jingyi's sleeve with his fingertips and said, "You're not acting convincingly at all."

He didn't ask Cheng Jingyi the specific reason for doing that. When Shen Yi woke up, Cheng Jingyi was still by his side, which had already implied something.

Cheng Jingyi still caught up with him.

The cliff was so high that icicles pierced Shen Yisui's chest and abdomen. Shen Yisui still couldn't imagine how Cheng Jingyi had retrieved his body from there.

Just to capture him again? Just for this blind bird?

Shen Yisui was already dead at that time, so why would Cheng Jingyi still want his corpse?

Shen Yi lowered his eyes, unconsciously recalling certain events that had occurred before, which only intensified his headache.

Cheng Jingyi felt the fingers gripping his sleeve tighten. He snorted and said, "You're allowed to pretend, but I can't? Let me tell you, don't even think about going back to the East District. I'm watching you. You have no choice but to come with me."

Shen Yisui paused for a few seconds: "Where are we going?"

Cheng Jingyi also fell silent. The zombie king had already been replaced, and even if he stayed in the West District, he would have nowhere to go and could only hide.

“You have no money, no power, and you’re a zombie. You might not even be able to find food and water right now,” Shen Yi said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jingyi's expression changed slightly. He gave Shen Yisui a cold look for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed his backpack and started to walk out: "You're right. I might not be able to find food and water, so give me everything to eat now. You go hungry."

His tone was clearly sinister, and Shen Yi took two steps forward, grabbing the hem of his clothes tightly, and said helplessly, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

Cheng Jingyi turned his face to the other side. His breathing was slightly heavy, and he stopped walking without saying a word.

“I’ll go find food with you. I’m not going back to the East District,” Shen Yi said.

Cheng Jingyi sneered: "What, you're willing to wander the streets with an ugly zombie like me who has no money or power?"

"..." Shen Yisui paused for a moment, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't mean that."

Cheng Jingyi let out another cold laugh.

"I just wanted to say that you're injured right now and it's not advisable for you to go out for the time being," Shen Yi said, softening his tone. "Once you've recovered, I'll go back to base camp with you."