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

"You...my heart..."

"Woo~"

"Don't cry, I'll talk." Pei Sinian's body stiffened on the spot, his long, slender, pale fingers pressed against the corner of her eye, his throat tightening.

Shut up and tell me already.

But his mouth had its own ideas; his Adam's apple bobbed and his thin lips opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a word. After a long while, like a mute person just learning to speak, he managed to utter one word at a time:

“My…darling…precious…sweet treat.”

After finally finishing speaking, Mr. Zombie breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down and saw the little mushroom's bright, watery eyes staring at him.

What an ancestor...

It was as if he had offended her again. Pei Sinian pursed his thin lips, feeling that he had been a little stupid just now.

His face was tense, and in a fit of anger, he said harshly, "Meng Xiaoyou, if you get angry again, don't even think about breaking off our friendship for a minute."

Meng Xiaoyou's hand was still on his strong waist. Hearing this, she blinked and said, "No, I'm not angry anymore. I just wanted to say that your ears seem to be red."

Pei Sinian: "..."

Sure enough, zombies can't use human sweet talk; they're utterly stupid.

He expressionlessly tore the little darling off his body, whom he had finally managed to coax, and gently placed her down. He left with a "Wait for me" and turned to leave. Perhaps his legs hadn't fully recovered, because his tall figure walked with a slight stagger.

Meng Xiaoyou obediently squatted down and stood still. Pei Sinian didn't make her wait long.

When he returned, he took Meng Xiaoyou's hand and placed something in her palm, his sharply defined jaw slightly raised. "A puppy won't work, but we can use a walkie-talkie."

Meng Xiaoyou glanced at it; it was a walkie-talkie, no bigger than the palm of her hand, and looked somewhat familiar. "Where did this come from?"

"This was borrowed from Zhou Ziming. Keep it. When he returns to the base, he will find a way to send us a message."

In the afternoon, Zhou Ziming limped away with Luo Qingxue. As for why he was limping, Meng Xiaoyou asked him, but he wouldn't say. He only said that he had accidentally fallen. However, Meng Xiaoyou always felt that his expression was very strange when he spoke, and he would glance at Pei Sinian from time to time.

Anyone who didn't know better would think that Pei Sinian had beaten someone up.

Of course, Meng Xiaoyou didn't think much of it. Pei Sinian's legs were not working properly, he hadn't healed Luo Qingxue, and his superpowers hadn't recovered yet. How could he possibly bully Zhou Ziming, who came from a military academy?

In Meng Xiaoyou's eyes, Mr. Zombie is at his most vulnerable right now, and as a mature mushroom, she needs to learn how to raise a zombie.

She once thought she was supporting Pei Sinian, but in reality, it was Pei Sinian who was supporting her all along. This time, Mushroom can finally realize her dream!

Ten minutes after Zhou Ziming and the others left, Meng Xiaoyou boldly pushed Pei Sinian down onto the bed, took out a blanket from her spatial storage, covered him with it, and earnestly instructed Pei Sinian: "From now on, you don't need to get out of bed. If you need anything, just call me. I'll hunt to support you."

Pei Sinian: "..."

He hesitated, but when he saw that eager little face, he closed his eyes.

That's it.

Mushroom was so excited that even ten zombies couldn't pull him back. He spent another ten minutes making a zombie-raising manual, took out gauze and wrapped it around Mushroom's ankle, poured a nitroglycerin pill into Mushroom's mouth, and gave him a bubble every hour.

However, Meng Xiaoyou ran into trouble when it came to figuring out what to feed the zombies. She rummaged around in her spatial storage, pretending to be very busy, but it was unclear what she was actually doing.

She told Pei Sinian to lie still, then went next door to find the little zombie and asked, "What do you zombies usually eat?"

Little zombie: "Eat the crystal core."

Meng Xiaoyou had never seen Pei Sinian eat crystal cores before. She glanced at the zombies around her, and to be honest, they all looked familiar. She really couldn't bring herself to dig up crystal cores. She frowned and asked, "Besides crystal cores, what else do you eat?"

"No, that's not it. I'm not a lame zombie; he eats everything."

"..."

OK!

Meng Xiaoyou dared not go to the lame zombie, because every time she met the lame zombie, the zombie would steal food from her space.

This underground palace is huge; it could hold all the zombies in the entire Long County. The little vines used tree vines to enclose a small compartment. Meng Xiaoyou and her group chose a remote one, so they weren't worried about privacy.

Tang Shengnan chose a room very close to hers, but Tang seemed to be very busy these past two days. Meng Xiaoyou originally didn't plan to ask her, but she happened to run into her when she came back, so she casually asked what the zombies needed to eat.

Tang Shengnan sneered upon hearing this: "Let him eat more walnuts to nourish his brain. He's so cunning; it's quite taxing on his brain."

She now understood why Sheng Jingxing had been clinging to her like this lately; it turned out that something inhuman was stirring up trouble.

Now that she had finally managed to tie up the zombie, she went to Meng Xiaoyou and tried to soothe it: "Zombies are easy to raise, I'm telling you. You just need to leave it alone. By the way, didn't it break a bone? A broken bone is no small matter. It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. Remember, you're quite clingy when you sleep. It's best to sleep in a separate bed from it and avoid touching its leg."

As she spoke, she watched Meng Xiaoyou's little head nod little by little, her eyes sparkling, almost as if she was biting her pen to take notes. Tang Shengnan couldn't resist pinching the soft flesh on her cheeks a couple of times and sighed, "That girl is eating just right."

"Huh?" Meng Xiaoyou tilted her head in confusion, making it easier for her to squeeze.

Tang Shengnan felt like a groundhog was screaming silently inside her: "Aaaaah, why can Pei Sinian, that frigid guy, eat so well? It's outrageous!"

She pinched and pinched!

The little mushroom was so dizzy from being pinched that it didn't even know to dodge. Instead, it looked up, blushing, and thanked her.

Later, Meng Xiaoyou returned to her small cubicle with the zombie. Sure enough, she wasn't in the same bed as Pei Sinian. Instead, she took out a set of bedding from her spatial storage, spread it on the lab table, climbed up, made a little nest, and curled up.

Seeing this, Pei Sinian had a bad feeling.

What are you doing sleeping there?

Mushroom rolled over, clutching the blanket, and gave a delicate yawn: "Don't worry about me, you go to sleep."

Pei Sinian: "???"

He pulled back the covers from his bed and patted the mattress. "Come and sleep here. It's cold on the lab bench."

But Mushroom turned her back to him and muttered, "Who can be colder than you? We'll sleep in separate beds tonight."

"..."