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

Escape failed!

Arriving in the apocalypse, Meng Xiaoyou experienced for the first time the helplessness and fear of facing hordes of zombies.

She had a chance to escape from the lame zombie she met for the first time, but this time she really had no way out.

She used her powers repeatedly, exhausting them many times. Her space did increase slightly, and the duration of her ability to hear zombies' thoughts became longer and longer.

Fortunately, the zombies outside did not rush in after two days, and the food she had stockpiled in her space, which she had kept following the lame zombie, could last for a while.

Pei Sinian prepared three meals a day as usual.

However, every time she poked the zombie, she would find that something was wrong with him.

He usually doesn't show much expression, but you can still tell he's angry, though he won't do anything to her.

As the days passed and the weather turned colder, with a large temperature difference between morning and evening, the number of zombies decreased significantly, but it was still difficult to move around.

Pei Sinian's health seems to be getting worse lately. His already pale face is almost transparent. Meng Xiaoyou has seen him standing unsteadily more than once, which has worried her a lot. She doesn't know anything about pharmacology, so she frantically stuffed one nitroglycerin pill after another into his mouth, but it didn't help.

"No, let's go out and head to the human base while there are fewer zombies outside."

The longer you spend together, the harder it is to part with someone.

Pei Sinian was not in good condition, and Meng Xiaoyou was worried that he might collapse at any time.

If he falls this time, she has no confidence that she can pick up a shovel and dig a hole again.

The mushroom will cry its eyes out.

On the contrary, the person involved remained completely unfazed and continued to do as he pleased.

A person's superpowers are limited, and so are the powers of zombies.

His mental energy was not inexhaustible. When he controlled the zombies to besiege the factory, he fell into a coma and was almost buried alive. This time, the large-scale attack lasted for many days, and his mental energy was indeed starting to give out. Moreover, his ferocious appetite was rising steadily.

Whenever a human appears before him, the intense hunger in his abdomen will roar, and he will want to devour the person.

He forcibly suppressed it every time.

Two voices were struggling within me: one was to eat her, to devour her flesh and blood, and the other was to keep her alive, for eating her would leave her without warmth.

Nature and reason constantly struggled, but in the end, reason prevailed over nature.

His nose was filled with the sweet scent of humans. He held down the anxious human, his expression indifferent as if nothing had happened, and continued to water the mushrooms, clean, do laundry, and cook.

A row of small mushrooms in a flowerpot came to life under Pei Sinian's careful cultivation.

In Meng Xiaoyou's eyes, this was an all-powerful human being. The zombies couldn't get in for a while, but Pei Sinian's condition worried her.

So every night, as usual, she would sneak into Pei Sinian's room with a strong sense of urgency.

This time, she brought the blanket over him and covered him with it. Then she went to his side and listened intently.

Apart from the low growls of the zombies outside, the room was quiet in the dead of night, with only her own heart pounding wildly, while Pei Sinian's heartbeat remained still.

"Gudong-"

Huh? What's that sound?

Meng Xiaoyou raised her head.

The moonlight refracted through the second-floor window, and the man's features seemed to soften considerably after he closed his eyes, lacking the piercing, intimidating aura he had during the day.

She shifted her gaze to his neck.

Even when he was sleeping, this man was meticulous; his collar covered his Adam's apple, and only his smooth, angular jawline was visible.

He doesn't seem like the type to secretly swallow his saliva.

Meng Xiaoyou looked puzzled and left after listening for a while without hearing any other sounds.

Pei Sinian opened his eyes and was about to get up when he heard the doorknob click.

The person who left returned, walking silently like a cat, and came back to his side, standing by the bed, lost in thought.

After a while, she snuggled into his bed, covering herself completely on top of him, and whispered, "There's only one blanket, let's squeeze in together, we'll leave tomorrow morning." Besides, Mushroom really likes his warmth!

Pei Sinian: "..."

Compared to his tall figure, Meng Xiaoyou was small and obedient, curled up in a ball, and lay softly on him, her heat gradually eroding his cold skin and internal organs.

My heart skipped a beat.

However, each of them was preoccupied with their own thoughts, and neither of them noticed that the tempting sweetness was constantly arousing the zombies' desires.

He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he suppressed the urge to bite humans, a low growl involuntarily escaping his throat.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the zombies guarding downstairs began to stir restlessly.

Meng Xiaoyou vaguely sensed his movement and exclaimed, "Oh dear, you're not asleep? What's wrong? Is your throat bothering you?"

She'd been caught red-handed, her cheeks burning slightly. She wished she could dig up a three-bedroom apartment and plant herself inside it. However, she immediately noticed the man's unusual behavior. Despite her embarrassment, she went up to pat his face, but he turned his head away to avoid it.

Nowadays, there are not many survivors in Y City, and the once bright streetlights have fallen silent, with the moonlight alone not being enough.

Meng Xiaoyou couldn't see the man's cold, bloodthirsty expression or the struggling emotions churning in his eyes. The zombie's low growl was brewing in his throat. He bit his lip hard with his fangs to prevent the sound from leaking out, and raised his hand to shoo away the humans who were trying to approach.

Pei Sinian didn't use much force, but Meng Xiaoyou was too light. She was pushed to the ground with a thud and fell on her buttocks. Her knee hit the wooden board next to the bed, and a sharp pain went straight to her brain.

The concern that she hadn't had time to withdraw from her fair face turned into astonishment.

"You..." You pushed her because she went into his room?

Pei Sinian realized that his reaction was too strong. His Adam's apple bobbed painfully, his fangs clenched tightly, and he got out of bed to help her up.

Zombies have even worse eyesight, so Pei Sinian can't see human expressions. But he knows that the human he's raising, even if he's a wrestler, will cry if he sees a mushroom die.

If I don't appease them this time, they'll be terribly wronged.

He didn't dislike her; in fact, when they first met, he deliberately bullied her until she cried.

Now, everything has changed, and he doesn't know when it started. He doesn't want her to suffer any injustice.

Zombies shouldn't have such thoughts about food reserves, but Pei Sinian did just that. He knelt down on one knee, picked up Meng Xiaoyou, and put her back on the bed.

The air was completely silent. He heard no crying, and his brows furrowed.

Perhaps you've scared them so much that they don't even dare to cry.

He wasn't quite sure, so he found his glasses on the bedside table and put them on.

Actually, the glasses were just ordinary ones, without any prescription, and they didn't block out the sun. He even wore them when he couldn't see.

There was no other reason than that he wanted psychological comfort.

Just as some people know that gods will not descend to earth to protect people, when they encounter insurmountable obstacles and are on the verge of danger, they still choose to pray to gods.

He did not believe in gods, and instead chose human technology—glasses.

The zombie, who believed in science but was actually unscientific himself, pushed up his glasses and tried to observe whether any humans were crying.

But then, in the darkness, a little girl's soft voice rang out.

"You don't have to bear the pain. You can tell me where it hurts. Even if I don't know how to treat a doctor, we can work together to find a solution."

Pei Sinian was taken aback. She actually cared about this?