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

"I don't want it!" Meng Xiaoyou wasn't a germaphobe, but after spending so much time with Pei Sinian, she didn't like this stuff either.

She gripped the shovel tightly in her small hand, poked it hard, and the safety buckle flashed a light before dimming and breaking into two pieces.

However, at that moment, a powerful energy surge erupted from behind.

Xiao Yuan, who had been unable to get up, clutched his head, his gloomy face contorted, and resolutely called out Su Lanyue's name.

Driven by the idea of ​​mutual destruction, they unleashed their last ounce of energy and trump cards in a frenzied manner.

Meng Xiaoyou was being held by Pei Sinian, and Pei Sinian was standing very close to Xiao Yuan, which made Pei Sinian the first to be hit.

Zhou Ziming and the others were also affected; their blood vessels burst and blood seeped from their skin as they collapsed to the ground, trembling and bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Pei Sinian!"

No one expected that Xiao Yuan, who had been lying on the ground silently, would still have the ability to fight back.

Meng Xiaoyou sensed the danger, screamed until her voice cracked, and hugged Pei Sinian tightly with both arms, mobilizing all her supernatural abilities to form a giant bubble to resist the pressure of the space.

Immediately afterwards, she was in excruciating pain all over her body, so intense that she couldn't breathe. She vomited a mouthful of blood mixed with mucus, her vision blurred, her ears rang, and after a moment of dizziness, she lost consciousness...

Pei Sinian is of a higher rank, and someone as useless as Xiao Yuan can't harm him at all.

However, the spatial power contained in the world is extremely strange. Even if his energy was high, he was trapped by the little ghost zombie for several days. Xiao Yuan's desperate use of all his strength and the power of spatial distortion are not something that the physical body can resist.

He never expected that Meng Xiaoyou, who was usually slow-witted, would use her supernatural abilities to protect him at that moment.

His heart pounded, his pupils constricted sharply, the earth froze, and an ice spike pierced Xiao Yuan's skull, but it was too late.

Several forces collided, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The sky darkened, dark clouds loomed over the city, and a storm was brewing. Pei Sinian's arms suddenly felt empty, and the shovel fell to the ground with a sharp, piercing sound.

His Adam's apple bobbed laboredly, and his heart sank to the bottom...

The silly boy... is gone.

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He didn't even dare to look down, afraid that he would be greeted by a cloud of blood or something else.

After a period of turmoil, he heard faint, fragmented groans of pain and, as if waking from a dream, lowered his eyelids.

No, the painful sounds came from those two useless male creatures, and his Meng Xiaoyou, who was so big, was gone.

He stood there all alone, his back taut like a sharp spear, his wispy hair swaying in the cold wind, his pupils behind his glasses deep and terrifying.

He finally understood why, three years later, the Zombie King chose to annihilate humanity.

Because... he wanted to too.

The humans he raised are gone, but those cunning and scheming humans are still alive...

"Chirp!"

The darkness covering his light gray pupils paused for a moment. Something was tugging at his trouser leg. He looked down and saw a small vine, carrying something brightly colored, climbing up his instep.

He paused.

He was familiar with this thing, and the clothes he was wearing were even "made" by himself.

The red cloth covering the purple cap had vanished, and a tiny mushroom, no bigger than his fist, was tangled inside by vines.

This thing looks strange; it resembles a mushroom, but its colors are more vibrant than ordinary mushrooms. The white stem is wrapped in red fabric, and beneath the purple cap, a pair of tightly closed, wavy eyes tremble, seemingly fast asleep. Occasionally, purple bubbles rise from beneath the cap—it looks so familiar…

Almost instinctively, Pei Sinian bent down, brushed aside the vines that were wrapped around him, and tossed them aside.

His long, slender fingers held up the purple mushroom as if it were a priceless treasure.

He had touched it before; it was a soft little thing. But compared to the sleeping mushroom in Meng Xiaoyou's space, this time, the mushroom had warmth on it, plump and cozy.

There was a small bruise on the exposed base of the pole, as if it had been infected with toxins and had not yet been treated.

He stared intently at the little mushroom, his eyes heavy and filled with suppressed emotion.

"Brother Pei... Brother Pei..." The voice behind him was weak. Pei Sinian straightened up, glanced at him coolly, and said indifferently, "Why aren't you dead yet?"

His little idiots have all disappeared, how come these two are alright?

Zhou Ziming, who had finally come to his senses and was covered in pain, was speechless.

I'm sorry, I won't die anytime soon.

His eyes, nose, mouth, and body were covered in blood, and he was in excruciating pain, feeling like his body was falling apart, but it wasn't fatal.

Zhou Ziming grimaced as he got up from the ground, rummaged around for his only remaining companion. The other person was clearly not in as good a physical condition as him, but was still breathing and was vaguely regaining consciousness.

Zhou Ziming breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt a lingering fear as he looked around. When his gaze fell on the car not far away, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart. He awkwardly looked away and realized that someone was missing.

Where is Miss Meng?

Which pot does not open which pot.

Pei Sinian's eyes were dark and unfathomable as he held the soft, sticky mushroom in his hands without making a sound.

The little thing in his palm seemed to still be alive. It seemed to breathe while sleeping. Its round cap trembled and turned over in his hand.

He took a deep breath. He had three mutated plants here, plus a mushroom, making a total of four mutated plants.

He's a zombie, all alone in the apocalypse, raising a child... and the fate of his other half is unknown...

The man ignored the other two humans; sparing them was his last act of mercy. He walked silently into the forest on either side of the road.

The vines, cruelly discarded by the man, crawled along in a dark and twisted manner, calling out all the way, "Dad, where are you taking Mom?"

Unfortunately, due to the language barrier, Mr. Zombie couldn't understand what it was chirping at all.

He was like a walking corpse. He walked deep into the forest, not caring about the dirt. He numbly sat down against a tree, bent one leg slightly, and dug a hole in the ground with his bare hands.

As the winter snow melts, the leaves that haven't yet decomposed are exposed on the ground, and the dampness is just right for mushrooms to grow.

Pei Sinian was very experienced in growing mushrooms.

He tore off the red cloth from the white stem of the mushroom, then carefully inserted it into the soil, his slender fingers pushing the soil to gently cover the end of the stem.

I picked up a few more withered yellow leaves and covered the mushroom with them, trying to give it some nutrients.

Mushrooms love this, but the weather is still a bit cold.

He grasped it loosely with his palm, but his body was cold and could not give her the warmth she craved.

The branches swayed, and the remaining sunlight dappled the purple caps of the mushrooms, casting flickering light on the man's handsome, angular face.