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

She shook the note, but couldn't see what the three rules were written.

Just then, the man opposite her took out a pen and a note from his small pocket and slowly wrote something.

1. Don't leave my sight!

Given Meng Xiaoyou's personality, she would get all dirty and injured if she left him.

Second, do not get too close to humans!

There are all sorts of bad people out there. This little fool doesn't know his place and is easily bullied.

3. Do as I say!

Three consecutive bolded exclamation marks, combined with the three rules agreed upon earlier, left Meng Xiaoyou stunned.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Isn't that a bit too domineering?" she exclaimed.

But why are there so many rules and regulations when we go to a human base? Why do we have to listen to them?

Pei Sinian sat calmly in place, looking unhurried and not in a hurry at all.

Meng Xiaoyou stammered for a long time, while he remained in deep meditation.

Finally, the timid mushroom puffed out its cheeks, and in a fit of anger, it angrily signed the unfair contract terms.

You can't leave his sight; he'd better not close his eyes.

He can't even get close to humans, as if he's not human.

And we still have to listen to him? Can he even speak?

If you can't say it, then it's all for nothing; the three rules we agreed to are null and void!

The clever little mushroom decided to swallow its anger and wait for a chance to strike back!

The mushroom and the zombie reached a consensus and decided to set off today. After confirming that there were no zombies outside the room, Meng Xiaoyou strode out with high spirits, deciding to say goodbye to the lame zombie before leaving.

But this time the lame zombie disappeared again, leaving her somewhat disappointed. However, she did encounter a magnificent zombie.

Meng Xiaoyou had seen this zombie before. The last time she encountered a horde of zombies, it was this buzz-cut zombie who rushed over and gave her time to escape.

Compared to last time, the buzz-cut zombie was seriously injured this time, with bite marks all over his body from other zombies.

The gun he was holding was bent and stained with blood. His face was ashen, and his lifeless eyes stared unblinkingly at Meng Xiaoyou and the others across the street.

Pei Sinian glanced at it indifferently and was about to leave when Meng Xiaoyou tugged at his sleeve.

He turned his head, as if to ask: What's wrong?

Meng Xiaoyou tugged at his sleeve with her small hand and explained, "I want to improve my superpowers."

Pei Sinian understood.

Unlike Meng Xiaoyou, who knew nothing, Pei Sinian had some understanding of the apocalypse. Most humans who wanted to improve their skills did so by hunting zombies and extracting their brains from zombies of level two or higher.

This one in front of me is indeed... tier two.

He stretched out his hand.

Meng Xiaoyou didn't understand what it meant this time, her big eyes full of confusion: "What do you want?"

[Knife] Pei Sinian pulled her hand and wrote a word on her palm.

"Okay!" Meng Xiaoyou took out a fruit knife from her spatial storage.

There was still some meat in the space, and this knife was for cutting meat. Since it didn't take up much space, I just took it.

She was wondering what the man was doing with the knife when she saw him calmly walk up to the zombie, his well-defined fingers gripping the handle like a scalpel, and elegantly aiming at the zombie's head.

A sudden thought flashed through Meng Xiaoyou's mind, and she was startled.

Could he be...

Sure enough, Pei Sinian's pale fingers were almost transparent in the sunlight, and the knife gleamed with a cold light as he swiftly brought it down.

But the zombie neither dodged nor avoided it, like a puppet being manipulated, waiting for someone to kill it.

"and many more!"

The cowardly mushroom pounced on the corpse with lightning speed, using both hands and feet to hang on his back.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat..." Fearing that her actions might give the zombies a chance to injure Pei Sinian, Meng Xiaoyou kept pulling him back, and didn't forget to urge, "Spare the zombies..."

Pei Sinian raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding her actions.

"You...don't kill him, he'll still be useful."

What's the use of keeping them? Only by killing zombies and obtaining their crystal cores can you improve your superpowers.

Pei Sinian was very pleased that she wanted to become stronger. Anyway, he would feed her however he wanted; when she was hungry, he would cook for her, and when she wanted to become stronger, he would kill zombies for her.

Even without him in the future, the little foolish humans won't suffer any losses.

Pei Sinian felt no guilt whatsoever for hunting his own kind. Whether human or zombie, they were all nothing to him. Only the guy in front of him was the warmth he wanted to hold onto.

He just didn't understand why Meng Xiaoyou wouldn't let him kill her.

Could it be that you've softened your heart?

In this world, being soft-hearted is a bad thing. Pei Sinian tore Meng Xiaoyou off from his body, his indifferent eyes lowered slightly, and his lips pursed unhappily as he thought about how to conduct ideological education without having to write anything.

If only he could speak.

Unfortunately, no matter how he spoke, all he could make was a zombie howl.

Mr. Zombie had a serious expression, and the knife in his hand was still gleaming coldly. He impatiently twirled it around, making Meng Xiaoyou's heart pound with fear. "Don't play with knives, it's dangerous. I have my own way of advancing. Can't I hear the thoughts of zombies? If I hear the thoughts of zombies and help them realize their ideas, then I can improve my superpowers."

Pei Sinian's aloof expression relaxed slightly, and he nodded coolly, indicating that he had heard clearly.

He tossed the knife to her, raised his well-defined chin, and gestured for her to come over.

Play however you like, you can kill later if you're done playing.

Meng Xiaoyou didn't understand his meaning and thought he agreed, so she told him to stand still. Then she ran to the zombie and looked up warily.

This zombie is silly; when it encounters a horde of zombies, it charges at them relentlessly, but when it sees humans, it doesn't even bother to eat them and just stays still.

How strange.

She used her superpower, and a beautiful purple bubble floated over and landed on the zombie's forehead, completely unaware of the cold look in the man's eyes behind her.

Mr. Zombie is unhappy. Why did he give the bubbles to the other zombies again?

However, at this crucial moment of enhancing his superpowers, the mature and composed Mr. Zombie suppressed his throbbing fangs, coldly turning his face away, undisturbed by the sight.

Meng Xiaoyou felt a chill down her spine, but she rubbed her shoulders nonchalantly and stared intently at the buzz-cut zombie.

A short while later, other sounds were heard.

【Walk……】

Go, all of you... survive.

Each hysterical cry struck like a thunderbolt, making Meng Xiaoyou tremble with fear. She whispered, "Where do you want to go? Is there something you haven't finished wishing for?"

The buzz-cut zombie's chest heaved violently, as if it wanted to go berserk, yet it seemed to be controlled by some force and could not move an inch. Its gray eyes lowered and landed on Meng Xiaoyou's face.

The zombies' jaws opened and closed, and only their howls echoed.

His expression looked somewhat fierce. Meng Xiaoyou knew, of course, that even zombies who regained their senses could be bad, so she took a few steps back to maintain a safe distance, always on guard against his sudden attack.

After the zombies finished their excited roars, they seemed to have given up struggling and calmed down considerably.

The deep, weary voice echoed in Meng Xiaoyou's mind.

[Xiao...Zhuangzi...Go to Zhuangzi]

[Go safely...]

[It's been handed over to...Xiao.]

Meng Xiaoyou held up the knife, openly pricking up her ears to listen. Although she didn't understand, she nodded her head little by little, acting as a perfect listener, and didn't forget to ask, "Zhuangzi what?"

[Give it to... Xiao Dongxi.]

"Oh, Xiao Dongxi... Hmm?" Meng Xiaoyou felt that the name... sounded familiar?