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

Mushroom protested, straddling him and grabbing the phone. "Give it back to me, let me take another look. I don't know how many mushrooms have frozen to death these past few days."

Pei Sinian tossed his phone away, grabbed the little hand that Mushroom was reaching out to, and seized both wrists with one hand. "Go to sleep first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Meng Xiaoyou's eyes reddened with grievance, "You've changed. You're no longer the Pei Sinian who grew white mushrooms."

Tears pattered onto Pei Sinian's body, soaking his clothes. His breath caught in his throat, and he raised his other hand to wipe away the purple bubbles. "You can sleep peacefully. Leave the rest to me. I won't let our white mushroom suffer any injustice." The purple mushroom, in particular, cannot be wronged.

He couldn't bear to see her cry at other times.

Even if Pei Sinian is incredibly powerful, he can't influence the weather, so he can only influence the mushrooms.

That very night, the zombies received an urgent secret order and, with clumsy steps, picked all the mushrooms that had been left outside and threw them into the base.

The various bases were attacked by zombies overnight. They thought the zombies had broken their promise and were terrified, so they prepared to fight back. But then, a zombie came up with a basket of mushrooms, threw them in their faces, and ordered, "Don't eat them, take good care of yourselves!"

Humans: "..."

Overjoyed to the point of tears, of course they can't eat it; this is a treasure, and everyone must have a bowl.

Only the zombies were full of complaints. Mushrooms had good lives, while zombies had miserable lives. It was all because the person above them was a mushroom fanatic, and even their wives were mushrooms.

Having received Pei Sinian's promise, Meng Xiaoyou believed that Pei Sinian would not lie to her about such a thing, and went back to sleep with unease.

Just as she was falling asleep, she was woken up by the noise on her body. Since the lights were off at night, her senses were quite sharp. Meng Xiaoyou yawned sleepily and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you like sit-ups? Do one for me." Pei Sinian's breath brushed against her ear, causing her skin to tremble with surprise. She realized with a start that she had somehow ended up on top of him, and...

She panicked, "I can't, I'm tired and I need to sleep."

Who's doing sit-ups in the middle of the night?!

But Pei Sinian wouldn't listen. The snow and ice came too quickly, and Pei Sinian had exhausted some of his mental energy by ordering all the zombies to come out late at night. He had to get some benefits from other places.

He coldly gripped her waist and pressed down hard.

"Then I'll do it."

"Waaaaah... you bastard..."

The mushrooms fluttered about, eventually deflated like punctured balloons, trembling weakly in the cold wind, all their soft sobs shattered.

In a daze, I could still hear the filthy thoughts constantly surging in my mind.

The zombie had no sweat, and even under these circumstances, it still looked no different from normal. Its face was cold and indifferent, calm and restrained. Only the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses changed from light gray glass to a deep black abyss, hiding a wild beast, maliciously admiring her fair and rosy skin, light red corners of her eyes, and her confused and bewildered black eyes washed by tears.

Various wicked ideas were continuously transmitted to Meng Xiaoyou.

Only at this moment could Meng Xiaoyou clearly hear his thoughts and understand how terrifying he was.

She was frightened, sniffed, and tried to run away, but her ankle was suddenly pulled back into the wolf's den.

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"Is Little Pretty still sleeping? She's been sleeping for a whole day and night!"

Tang Shengnan and several zombies came to visit Meng Xiaoyou, but were ruthlessly stopped outside by Mr. Zombie.

"Sleeping."

When will you wake up?

"Sleeping."

"We're going out for a snowball fight, there are zombies and humans around. We wanted to ask if she's coming, why don't you go and call her?"

"Sleeping."

Tang Shengnan, unable to bear it any longer, said: "Pei Sinian, you bastard! Don't think I don't know what you've done. Be careful, you might die one day from exhaustion!"

She left, grumbling and cursing.

Pei Sinian lifted his eyelids slightly, glancing indifferently at their backs. His thin lips curled into a silent sneer. What did the deaths of the dead have to do with his zombies?

Zombies are not afraid of pain, itching, or exhaustion; they have plenty of strength.

After estimating the time, he slowly began to serve the rice, put it on the dining table to cool, and went into the bedroom to dig for mushrooms.

Meng Xiaoyou's soul left her body, floating around and around, swaying again and again. Her whole body felt soft and light, and her feet felt like they were stepping on cotton. She collapsed to the ground.

The expected pain didn't come. She fell into a familiar embrace, surrounded by a cold aura. Her face was flushed, and she opened her swollen lips to bite the zombie, but he held her small white teeth with a finger. "Your mushroom is saved."

saved?

Meng Xiaoyou gritted her teeth, staring with her round eyes: "Really?"

Pei Sinian handed her the phone.

Sure enough, many people have already posted on their WeChat Moments, saying that one night the zombies mobilized en masse and turned the tide overnight, saving all the mushrooms.

It's... at least the stinky zombies are somewhat useful.

Mushroom's temper flared up and subsided quickly. With Pei Sinian rubbing her waist, the pain subsided, and her attention was soon diverted.

They seemed to have completely forgotten the zombies' wicked schemes.

A mushroom catastrophe was stopped by zombies until the following spring, when humans cultivated the newly sprouted mushrooms in the greenhouse.

Although mushrooms reproduce quickly, they also age quickly. The original batch cultivated by Pei Sinian and Meng Xiaoyou is long gone. These mushrooms are, in a sense, descendants of that original batch.

As the cold winter faded and spring dispelled the gloom that had lingered for two years, the so-called apocalypse didn't seem so terrifying after all.

Humans and zombies gradually adapted to each other, seemingly entering a new era of civilization, with everything developing in a positive direction, restoring the liveliness before the apocalypse.

In the blink of an eye, it's been three years. Meng Xiaoyou has satisfied the zombies' endless wicked desires, and her superpower has been upgraded to level nine, awakening a healing bubble ability that allows humans to have brief contact with zombies without being infected.

Tang Shengnan and Zhou Ziming came to ask for some, and Meng Xiaoyou was very generous, giving them a bunch of bubbles. The two of them left holding the bubbles, looking very happy, as if they had solved some problem.

Meng Xiaoyou and Pei Sinian didn't stay in City B for the whole time. They saw all kinds of scenery and even climbed a new attraction, Mushroom Mountain!

Located in a southern region where spring-like weather prevails year-round and snow is rare, this area is an ideal breeding ground for mushrooms. Standing atop the mountain, one can see mushrooms covering the entire hillside, and numerous paths allow passage without the risk of stepping on the delicate mushrooms.

Standing tall with a wide view, Meng Xiaoyou proudly opened her arms, "Look, this is the empire I conquered! I am the Mushroom King here!"

Pei Sinian, afraid that the mushroom might roll down the mountain, hugged her from behind and lowered his head to nibble on her earlobe, "So wonderful."

"Don't keep touching me like that." Meng Xiaoyou pushed him away in disgust, then suddenly seemed to remember something and asked nervously, "You know, it's been three years, and the zombie king that Su Lanyue mentioned hasn't appeared. Does that mean the world won't be destroyed?"

"The Zombie King?" Pei Sinian's expression turned strange for a moment, but Meng Xiaoyou, who had her back to him, didn't see it. She was still looking dejected. "It's finally calmed down. I hope the Zombie King doesn't come and cause trouble."

Pei Sinian: "..."

He spoke calmly: "Is it possible that I am the Zombie King?"

Meng Xiaoyou: Oo?

She suddenly turned around, leaped onto him, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Did you insult me? You called me stupid, didn't you?"

Pei Sinian stopped her, a hint of helplessness flashing in his seemingly calm eyes: "Making something out of nothing."

"Yes, there is!" Meng Xiaoyou pouted, straining her eyes to observe the legendary zombie king, and solemnly defended herself, "I said that on purpose. Mushroom is very smart; it already knew you were the zombie king."

Her ahoge (a stray hair on her head) stood up, her pretty, delicate eyebrows arched, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and she curiously pinched his cold face with her little paws. "Why do you want to destroy the world?"

Pei Sinian let her do whatever she wanted to him, his thick, long eyelashes drooping as if he were deep in thought.

After a moment, he lifted his eyelids, his voice so faint it seemed to dissipate with the wind.

"Maybe there aren't any mushrooms."

If Su Lanyue's rebirth is real, then there were no mushrooms in her previous life.

If he hadn't encountered the purple mushroom, he wouldn't have had any pity for humans. Academician Rong's actions were enough to push him to the top of the zombie world, where he would show no mercy in the face of human attacks.

Sunlight shone on the zombie, his pale skin feeling the warmth of the world. His eyes reflected her delicate and lovely face. He raised his hand to smooth the unruly tuft of hair, his fingertips running through her soft hair. The touch in his palm was like his heart at that moment, utterly soft.

"With you, I am saved."

It redeemed him, and it also redeemed the chaotic world.

He wasn't good at sweet talk; those six words concealed too many profound meanings that Meng Xiaoyou couldn't understand.

The mushroom didn't understand, but it knew how to seize an opportunity. It happily took a big bite out of his face and said, "You know what I mean, you'll live the high life with me from now on!"

"it is good."

"If I say east, you're not allowed to say west."

"it is good."

"I'm telling you to sleep in separate beds, you're not allowed to climb into my bed in the middle of the night."

"..." The idiot still found out.

The little mushroom persisted, urging loudly, "Say it now!"

"Okay..." Then carry her to his sofa, it'll be the same.

When it comes to handling mushrooms, practice makes perfect.

It can feed you for a lifetime.