A cute, timid mushroom mistakenly takes the zombie king for her boyfriend and sticks close to him.

The mushroom and the vine stared at each other, the air seemed to freeze, and the scene became awkward.

Pei Sinian: "It hurts, it's bleeding."

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it, because once he did, the mushroom-like feeling that had been brewing all night caused the already healed wound to ache again.

"I'll climb on you and scratch you!"

Okay, the mushroom started to feel itchy all over, as if a hundred little bugs were scratching it.

"Unauthorized intrusion into your space, framing Purple Mushroom!"

Finally, Mr. Zombie delivered the fatal blow.

Mushroom clutched its injured paw from the previous night, its eyes beginning to redden. It let out a soft moan, turned its head, and like a little chubby bird, buried its head in Pei Sinian's shoulder, leaving the little vine with only the back of its head.

She looks very sad.

Little Vine never expected that its mother, whom it had almost caught, would fly away. The entire vine froze in Pei Sinian's hand, its fate as Little Red Riding Hood held in his grasp.

Its original form was a green vine, without leaves. Its most striking feature was the red tip, where it hid its crystal core. The man casually stroked the red tip of the vine with his fingertips, speaking as if in a devil's whisper: "You cunning little thing, what if you bite me again?"

Meng Xiaoyou's fingers hurt again. She kept her head buried in his shoulder without lifting it, secretly picking at the band-aid, and said in a muffled voice, "In the end, it was all for nothing."

Little vine: "???"

It panicked and tried to explain, but Pei Sinian pinched it hard with a squelch, stopping it from speaking.

"Well, after all, not all creatures are as unconditionally kind to you as I am. From now on, let me oversee the selection of any things you take in. I'll handle this one for now."

Little vine: "!!!"

What a shameless human being!

Its despicable nature is astounding!

Damn it, humans! One-on-one! Duel! Damn it!

The little vine cursed inwardly, chattering incessantly, but unfortunately, the crystal core was being held by the man, so it couldn't muster any strength to speak, and it swayed in the wind like seaweed in anger.

Mr. Zombie adopted the air of an empress, coldly watching its affected manner, silently twitching the corners of his lips, and then ruthlessly tied the little thing up with Meng Xiaoyou's band-aid and stuck it to his wrist.

And warn it not to move, or else squeeze out its crystal core and feed it to the zombies.

The little vine was small, and with two bandages, its "mouth" was completely covered, making it impossible for it to complain or disturb Mr. Zombie's private time.

He then gently coaxed the withdrawn little devil, saying, "It's alright, I'll clean it up so it won't bite you anymore."

Little vine: Slander! It didn't bite on purpose. Its tip was too sharp and it accidentally pricked me!

"It's too cunning and impolite. I'll teach it slowly!"

Little Vine: Is covering your mouth considered polite?

As a mushroom who considered herself polite, she naturally liked polite creatures. She finally lifted her head off his shoulder, leaving two red marks on her fair face. As she spoke, there was a faint nasal tone in her voice, "Hmm, don't hit the child!"

When did he ever give the little fool the impression of hitting children?

Pei Sinian sighed inwardly, ruffled her hair, making it all messy, and then smoothed it out bit by bit.

"Okay!" I won't hit the child, but what does the child have to do with the little vine?

He has only identified one child so far: the little zombie. As for the little vine, that remains to be seen.

For some reason, the whole plant of the little vine felt cool.

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Meng Xiaoyou and Pei Sinian woke up early, having resolved their major worry. Mushroom curled up in Pei Sinian's arms and went back to sleep until someone called from outside the tent. She groggily opened her eyes, instinctively snuggling into Pei Sinian's arms and rubbing her eyes.

Then, yawning and looking dejected, he was led out by Pei Sinian's hand.

As soon as she stepped out of the tent, a cool breeze blew against her face, and she finally came to her senses.

Those who were whipped by the mutated plants after entering the cave yesterday are in even worse condition today. They all have dark circles under their eyes, and one of them is being carried on a stretcher, unconscious.

Meng Xiaoyou remembered the unconscious person; I think his name was something like "Xiao Yuan"?

What a strange surname, Mushroom has never heard of it before.

But it was only when she saw these people that she realized what was going on. She secretly nudged Pei Sinian's arm and muttered, "Why didn't we ask Xiao Teng to detoxify us?"

Pei Sinian: "..."

They were so focused on scheming and plotting that they forgot about...

His silence prompted the mushroom to automatically analyze, "Well, it's alright. We've come this far, let's go check out the human base, and then try to send a message to Sister Tang, telling us that we're safe in City B and that she shouldn't worry."

“Very clever, that’s exactly what I was thinking.” Mr. Zombie nodded, looking like he had everything under control.

Mushroom beamed with joy at the compliment, happily pinched the muscles on his arm, and returned the compliment: "You're smart too, very smart."

Pei Sinian: "..."

The atmosphere between the two was so sweet it was almost painful to watch. Zhou Ziming, holding his bread in his hand, hesitated for a long time before finally managing to interject.

"Um...would you like breakfast?"

Pei Sinian glanced at him indifferently without saying a word, but Zhou Ziming felt for no reason that his eyes were like ice blades, scraping a layer of sha from his skin, making him feel cold to the bone from head to toe, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

He's a soldier, yet he couldn't withstand that piercing gaze. I really don't know what the pretty girl saw in him. Was it his cold and boring nature, or his ability to "scrape blood" with his eyes?

Mushroom poked its head out and said, "Thank you! No need, I have some here."

Zhou Ziming swallowed hard, feeling utterly hopeless. "Okay, then let's finish eating so we can get going."

"Stop saying such unlucky things!" Mr. Zombie glared at him again, but still reluctantly paid attention to this stupid and clueless food.

"Let's go!" The man spoke sparingly, and the two words he uttered were like two hailstones thrown into Zhou Ziming's ears.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he rubbed his arms, said "We'll set off in half an hour," and started moving the wounded with the others.

As the bystanders retreated, Pei Sinian took her hand and led her to a car first. "Take some food from your space to tide you over. I'll cook you something delicious when we get to the base."

Meng Xiaoyou hadn't eaten his cooking in a long time, and she suddenly missed it. She pursed her lips and made a request: "I want to eat boiled instant noodles!"

Pei Sinian pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his light gray eyes casually sweeping over her face, and nodded: "Mm."

They've lost weight, now they're plump and easy to pinch.

The old Mr. Zombie wouldn't neglect his food reserves, and the current Mr. Zombie will certainly not neglect his future lover. Only when his lover is well taken care of can he seek personal gain.