Bai Qingqing noticed that the man’s pupils had changed colour, becoming a misty silver-grey. Staring at them carefully gave the feeling of having one’s soul sucked away.
“Do zombies’ pupils change colour when they turn into zombies?” Bai Qingqing usually didn’t pay much attention to zombies. After all, once humans turned into zombies, their appearance was no longer pleasant to look at. A perfectly normal person would become terrifyingly grotesque, and anyone who saw them would need to wash their eyes with water.
As for that female zombie, after turning into a zombie, she didn’t bother cleaning her face. With her dirty and aggressive attack towards Bai Qingqing, there was no chance to appreciate her elegance.
Bai Qingqing looked at the man, whose eyes resembled those of a character wearing coloured contact lenses, and showed a somewhat envious expression. His naturally beautiful eyes were just like those in a comic.
“Roar!” Since she hadn’t fed him any crystal cores for a while, Shen Mingxuan, the zombie, became unhappy. He emitted low growls from his throat, staring at her with a fierce gaze, much like a pet demanding food.
Bai Qingqing wore a slightly serious expression, staring at his excessively pale face. She said, “What’s the rush? I’ll give it to you, alright?”
This third-order zombie crystal core was something she had obtained with great difficulty. If it weren’t for the assistance of the Chili Monsters, she might have been injured.
After the training during this period, Shen Mingxuan had already understood that the human in front of him wouldn’t harm him and would give him a crystal core every day, which generated a certain level of dependence.
If he growled at her, she would growl back at him. It seemed like he could sense her emotions and would emit whimpering sounds, feeling wronged.
Bai Qingqing looked at the man crouched in front of her like a wild dog, and her lips curved into a smile. She said, “Open your mouth.”
The man opened his mouth, and she tossed the clean crystal core into it. He gulped it down with a howl, his eyes revealing a longing expression.
Bai Qingqing shrugged and said, “That’s it.”
She hoped that he would level up faster by absorbing this third-order crystal core. When he reached the third order, he should become slightly smarter and able to take care of himself.
She didn’t want to serve him like an old housewife. Even if he smelled bad, she had to endure it.
Perhaps because the crystal core had been absorbed, Shen Mingxuan became quiet and stayed in the corner, seemingly absorbing energy.
Bai Qingqing yawned and said, “Absorb it well. I’ll come to check on you tomorrow.”
She locked the door as she went out and lay down on the sofa. She released Xiao Zicao, who massaged her shoulders and back. Previously, in the team, she always played the role of a weak prey and only occasionally used a gun to help clear the zombies.
Now that she was forced to separate from the team, she had to go hunting zombies alone every day. While harvesting crystal cores, her combat experience was also growing. Fortunately, she encountered low-level zombies, so it was easy to kill them and retrieve the crystal cores.
Shen Mingxuan only needed to stay at home obediently. She, as the tool for raising a zombie, was exhausted. She must make sure to squeeze out as much benefit as possible from him.
She fell asleep on the sofa. After an unknown amount of time, in the small tea room, a certain zombie opened his silver-grey eyes. He glanced at the iron chains that bound his hands and feet, and his hand transformed into five claws. In the next second, the iron chains were easily cut, falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.
He slowly stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow on the wall, exuding an oppressive aura.
After upgrading to the third order, zombies gained a bit of intelligence similar to animals. They had an inherent instinct for hunting, like wild beasts, killing living creatures to eat and level up.
He staggered a few steps, quickly regaining his balance. He stood in front of the tea room’s door, looking through the glass at the girl sleeping on the sofa outside.
The scent of humans permeated the air, a fatally tempting aroma for the zombie, making him want to pounce recklessly, devouring and swallowing fresh human flesh.
Since turning into a zombie, he had never tasted human flesh. Therefore, compared to those zombies who immediately tear into humans or their own kind upon mutation, the allure of human flesh was slightly weaker for him, but still carried a deep temptation.
He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, his silver-grey pupils slightly narrowing. He wanted to go out, but he didn’t know how to get out.
So, he looked around and finally found the lock on the doorknob. He forcefully twisted it open, directly pulling out the lock and tossing it aside.
As he broke the doorknob lock, he suddenly felt a strange emotion. In human terms, it was called guilt. He then stuffed the lock back into the hole he had taken it from, but it didn’t hold and fell to the ground.
He stared at the lock on the floor, feeling a bit restless. He kicked the lock under a cabinet with his foot and then walked out.
The girl was still sound asleep, unaware that the third-order zombie, who had been restrained by her chains day and night, had secretly escaped from the tea room.
He stood in front of the sofa, staring at the sleeping girl. At this moment, with her eyes closed, she didn’t have her usual seriousness. She wouldn’t whip him or scold him in a harsh tone.
She smelled so good, really good. In his eyes, she had become a deliciously fragrant cake, making his mouth water.
Third-order zombies had more rationality than lower-level ones. They wouldn’t just pounce on humans upon seeing them. They would assess the opponent’s strength and determine whether they could successfully hunt before making a kill.
Through these days of taming, she had left an impression in his mind. He would obediently listen to her words.
He crouched down, his silver-grey eyes fixed on her. Perhaps out of curiosity, he poked her fair cheek with his hand. It was so soft, so soft. He poked it again.
Bai Qingqing, in her dream, felt someone poking her cheek and impatiently waved her hand to shoo it away.
He immediately stepped back, his ears picking up the echoing howls of zombies from several miles away. Excitement appeared in his eyes as he stood up and dismantled the door again to go outside.
When Bai Qingqing woke up, she sensed that something was amiss. Her gaze fell upon the open door of the tea room, causing cold sweat to break out on her back. She quickly got up, ran over, and took a look, only to find an empty room with only the dismantled chains lying on the floor.
She was infuriated to the point of spitting blood. Where did her, no, the zombie she raised go? How could he disappear without a trace after she woke up from a nap?
It was obvious that the chains on the ground were dismantled by Shen, the zombie himself. She turned her head to look at the door, and the doorknob lock was nowhere to be found, leaving a hole behind.
Well, now that he had upgraded to the third order, he thought he could do whatever he pleased.
Bai Qingqing came out of the tea room with a stern face. Upon learning that Shen, the zombie, had escaped by dismantling the door, her first reaction wasn’t fear of being attacked but anger that he ran off without saying goodbye.
People say that even a dog knows gratitude when taken care of. Once he upgraded, he just ran away. Foggy City was vast, and where could she find him?
Bai Qingqing sat angrily on the sofa, hugging her knees with her chin resting on top, feeling both angry and upset.
A zombie without chains was like an unleashed dog. How was she supposed to bring him back? And if she couldn’t find him, what should her next move be?
Over a dozen days had passed, and Fu Chen hadn’t found her. Perhaps they went to find Bai Tiantian first, or maybe they went to the City of Death. This poor little girl had long been forgotten.
Bai Qingqing opened the system interface, where the only successfully strategized characters were Cheng Rui and Xiao Yang. Her mission seemed to have no end in sight.
She casually prepared some food for dinner and decided to go out and look for Shen Mingxuan tomorrow. If she couldn’t find him, she would go on her own and leave the dangerous place of Foggy City as soon as possible.
After finishing her meal, she entered the space to check on the vegetables and fruits. The pepper monsters had buried their feet in the soil to rest, while potatoes and little mushrooms happily ran around on the hillside.
She had grown quite a few mutant plants, and the soil had upgraded to black soil, which reduced the time required for planting by half.
Using the remaining few points, she exchanged them for some seeds and scattered them in the Spirit Field, wondering what kind of mutant plants would grow next time.
Just as she finished planting, she sensed some commotion outside. Something had intruded into her territory. When she observed, she saw that Shen, the zombie who had barged in, had returned to the room. Apparently, he hadn’t noticed her presence and was rampaging through several rooms, causing quite a mess, comparable to a mischievous husky tearing things apart.
She quickly came out of the space and appeared in front of him.
Shen, the zombie, looked at the sudden appearance of the girl, his silver-grey pupils flickering as he held up something to show her.
Bai Qingqing took a closer look and almost vomited. His hands were stained with fresh blood, and the strong, pungent smell of blood filled the air. In his hands lay two crystal nuclei.
The dirty nuclei were mixed with blood and other liquids, making it a nauseating sight.
Shen, the zombie, seemed unaware and behaved like a wild cat that caught a mouse. He insisted on showing off his hunting achievements to his master and hoped that she would eat the offering he brought back.
Bai Qingqing covered her nose and revealed a disgusted expression. “Put it away, I don’t need it.”
Shen, the zombie, couldn’t understand. These were good things. The crystal nuclei could level up when consumed, so why didn’t she want them? No, she must accept them.
He held the nuclei closer to her and stared at her with his silver-grey pupils, exuding a sense of coercion.
Bai Qingqing almost burst out laughing. This zombie dog insisted on her accepting these dirty nuclei. It was truly speechless.
“I don’t want it,” she shook her head, her eyebrows furrowing. She said, “You eat it yourself.”
The crystal nuclei she dug out were washed and disinfected, unlike the rough way the zombie handled them, simply biting and chewing to absorb them.
Shen, the zombie, became angry when he saw that she still refused. His silver-grey pupils narrowed, revealing his slightly elongated canines.
Bai Qingqing directly took out a whip and flicked it on the ground, raising her chin as she sneered, “What’s wrong? You want to rebel? Squat down!”
Shen, the zombie, immediately crouched down without any dignity. Those two words had become a habit for him. As long as she commanded, he would obey.
Bai Qingqing looked at the filthy Shen, the zombie. The stench emanating from his body could suffocate people. How could she make him clean?
Did she really have to help him take a bath?
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