Quick Transmigration: Passerby A Gets Entangled with the Male Lead

"Really? Does your magical space have the ability to see the outside world from inside? I really want to see what these captive zombies look like."

Faced with He Zhiyao's longing gaze, Fu Chuji frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I don't know if such a function exists, but I can try to see if I can find a way to make your wish come true."

After saying that, he began to seriously study the various possibilities of this mysterious space.

On the other side, Wen Jiancheng leisurely got up from the comfortable recliner and walked gracefully to the edge of the corridor.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an enigmatic and wicked smile, and looked at the spot where Fu Chuji had disappeared, murmuring softly:

"Space, huh? That's quite interesting..." The dim light fell on his handsome face, outlining a captivating silhouette of light and shadow.

Just then, He Zhiyao inadvertently caught a glimpse of the space and her fear of getting lost kicked in; her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

They saw hordes of zombies surging in like a tidal wave, completely surrounding their location.

He Zhiyao's eyes widened slightly, and she said in a trembling voice, "My God! I'm afraid all the zombies in this area have gathered here!"

At the same time, Fu Chuji's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, instantly capturing the source of that aloof and mysterious gaze.

Although he knew in his heart that the other person could not possibly see him, at that moment he had a strange feeling—as if the two of them had inadvertently looked at each other through layers of barriers.

However, to Fu Chuji's surprise, he did not detect any malice in that gaze. Instead, he vaguely sensed a hint of curiosity and inquiry.

He Zhiyao also keenly noticed the mysterious gaze, but her attention was quickly drawn to the group of ferocious zombies outside.

Seeing the endless stream of zombies approaching, she became extremely anxious and asked urgently:

"With so many zombies, how are we supposed to break out? We can't just stay trapped in this space forever!"

Although she can now see what's happening outside and it's not as incredibly boring as it was at the beginning, He Zhiyao still feels that the outside world is more interesting and freer.

"No rush, we haven't collected everything yet, so we can't leave here for now," Fu Chuji said calmly, his unhurried demeanor contrasting sharply with the anxious He Zhiyao beside him.

"Okay... fine." He Zhiyao nodded helplessly, and seeing Fu Chuji's confident look, she calmed down and put her mind at ease.

The two observed the zombies wandering around the supermarket, dizzy and searching for traces of humans. Strangely enough, these zombies seemed to have no order, yet they had a strange kind of persistence.

"Haha, brother, look at the zombies outside! They're so silly!" He Zhiyao suddenly pointed out the window and burst into laughter, her face beaming with a smile as bright as spring flowers.

Fu Chuji looked in the direction He Zhiyao was pointing and saw that the zombies were either crashing into the wall or tripping over each other, which did look rather comical.

Looking at her younger sister laughing so happily, Fu Chuji's lips unconsciously turned up, forming a faint smile.

However, after watching such scenes for a long time, He Zhiyao gradually lost her initial sense of novelty and interest.

She shifted her gaze from the silly zombies and began to carefully examine her surroundings, trying to see if there was anything special about the place where the zombies were staying.

Suddenly, Wen Jiancheng's deep and powerful voice came from the balcony: "Disperse."

As soon as he finished speaking, the zombies that had been gathered together seemed to receive some kind of command and immediately scattered in an orderly manner.

Only then did He Zhiyao notice Wen Jiancheng, who had been on the balcony the whole time.

She excitedly grabbed Fu Chuji's arm, her eyes sparkling with surprise, and said urgently, "Brother, it's Wen Jiancheng! Please find a way to get me out of here!"

Fu Chuji had no idea that he would run into He Zhiyao’s acquaintance in this place. He felt a little displeased, but he still reluctantly put his arm around He Zhiyao’s slender waist and appeared in the supermarket together.

He Zhiyao, who had just appeared in the supermarket, had bright eyes and hurriedly waved her hands, shouting loudly towards the upper corridor: "Wen Jiancheng!"

However, as her shout rang out, the previously quiet zombies around them instantly became restless, surging forward like a tidal wave and attacking them once again.

Faced with this scene, Wen Jiancheng still smiled and calmly said, "Oh dear! It turns out that it's someone who knows me again. It seems that I, Wen, am indeed quite famous."

At this moment, Fu Chuji maintained an absolutely possessive posture, holding He Zhiyao tightly and never letting go for a moment.

His deep eyes were fixed on the man in danger in the distance, his gaze revealing vigilance and wariness.

Upon seeing this, Wen Jiancheng couldn't help but find it quite amusing. He smiled slightly and said with a hint of teasing, "These two are my distinguished guests."

Upon hearing this, most of the zombies seemed to understand its meaning and stopped in their tracks.

However, a small number of zombies still couldn't suppress their impulses and continued to move forward unconsciously.

Seeing this, the other zombies nearby quickly reached out and grabbed these out-of-control fellow zombies, dragging them to the back and then ruthlessly throwing them out of the supermarket, making them guard the mall's entrance.

He Zhiyao's face, which had been filled with joy at seeing Wen Jiancheng, suddenly froze, and the smile on her face vanished instantly.

Is the Wen Jiancheng in front of her, who is chatting and laughing and directing the zombies, really the same person she knows?

This man exuded an indescribable aura of malevolence, as if he came from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine. Even more astonishing was his ability to control those mindless zombies, making them utterly subservient and obedient to him!

Just then, Fu Chuji tightly embraced He Zhiyao's slender waist and leaped onto the balcony like a bolt of lightning.

After standing still, Wen Jiancheng gave a slight nod to the beautiful female zombie beside him.

The zombie understood immediately, gracefully walked to the table, and poured two glasses of rich, aromatic red wine for each of them.

Wen Jiancheng gestured for him to enter, then picked up his own cup, took a small sip, and asked, "May I ask which of my old friends this young lady is?"

He Zhiyao was stunned when she heard this.

What exactly is going on?

It's one thing for Fu Chuji to lose her memory, but why is Wen Jiancheng's brain also damaged? How come he doesn't remember me at all?

In an instant, a nameless fear surged into her heart. He Zhiyao forcefully pried open Fu Chuji's hands that were tightly wrapped around her waist, her eyes filled with vigilance, and slowly retreated to a corner of the corridor on her own.

Her pretty face was full of suspicion as she stared directly at Wen Jiancheng and said, "Don't you really recognize me?"

Then, she turned her gaze to Fu Chuji and continued, "And you, you don't recognize me either."

At this moment, He Zhiyao suddenly realized that how could Fu Chuji, who had lost his memory, possibly know the person who had once chased him?

The thought had just flashed through her mind when it was interrupted by the snacks falling from the sky.

Thinking about it now makes even someone as bold as her feel apprehensive.