funbook-pk Chapter 272 Stealing Back to Bed
Chapter 272 Stealing Back to Bed
Mr. Zombie tried to fight for his right to sleep, but Meng Xiaoyou was too sleepy to notice the stares that were fixed on her and fell asleep immediately.
Pei Sinian: "..."
His body stiffened and lay back down.
The zombie closed its eyes, its mind was blank, and it didn't want to say anything.
What can be said?
Sleeping in separate beds is no big deal!
He doesn't mind!
When the faint, even breathing sounds came from beside the bed, the zombie, which had been lying flat, got off the bed and floated to the edge of the lab table like a midnight ghost.
The carefree little mushroom was fast asleep, curled up in a ball, its two little hands holding the edges of the blanket, half of its face pressed down, its lips slightly parted with its breath, occasionally letting out two suspicious bubbles.
Without hesitation, Pei Sinian popped the two bubbles, stretched out his long arm, skillfully picked the person up, and sneaked back into bed.
Don't be fooled by how heavy Meng Xiaoyou looks after turning into a mushroom. In her human form, she seems to have lost some of her strength and is very light. He could easily pick her up with one hand.
As if sensing a familiar presence, Meng Xiaoyou didn't wake up. She rubbed her face against the man's cold, hard chest, muttered something in disgust, and continued sleeping.
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The next morning, Meng Xiaoyou sat up listlessly, clutching her aching back.
Pei Sinian was folding the blankets when he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, then asked casually, "How did you sleep?"
Meng Xiaoyou's hair was a mess. She rubbed her droopy eyelids and said in a muffled voice, "It doesn't seem very good. It's a bit cold in the middle of the night, and this lab bench in the research institute is a bit hard. If Little Vine were here, I'd let it make a bed for me..."
Pei Sinian said calmly, "Until Little Vine comes back, you can sleep with me as before. Look at you, you've slept like this, your eyes are all swollen."
"Really?" Meng Xiaoyou immediately took out a small mirror, blinked, and looked at Pei Sinian suspiciously.
Mr. Zombie nodded: "Hmm, your eyes are a little swollen, and you look very tired."
Yes, I really didn't sleep well. My shoulders and face felt like they were about to fall apart. But Meng Xiaoyou refused his suggestion, saying, "It would be easy to touch your legs if I slept with you."
Pei Sinian: "My leg is fine now. What could possibly happen to me, a zombie? Look at the lame zombie, he's missing everything below the kneecap, but he's still a cheerful and optimistic zombie, isn't he?"
Meng Xiaoyou recalled the limping zombie's reaction upon seeing the little steamed bun and Snickers bar; he was indeed quite optimistic.
It was even more eager than the dog next door to the original owner when it saw a meat bun.
"...Okay, but if I touch your leg, remember to remind me." After all, human boyfriends are for sleeping with, and it would be a shame not to sleep with such a big boyfriend. Meng Xiaoyou thought it over and decided that she couldn't let Pei Sinian have it so easily, so she should sleep with him.
It's unclear what medicine Academician Rong injected into Pei Sinian, but he couldn't activate his superpowers for a while, making it inconvenient for him to wash up. Pei Sinian sent a zombie out to fetch water before he helped the little master wash his face and brush his teeth.
The mushrooms even complained that the water was a bit cold.
In this apocalyptic world where resources are scarce, only this little darling still complains about this and that. There's nothing we can do about it; she's been spoiled by zombies. So much so that the zombie gentleman, who no longer has any superpowers, comforts her instead: "Soon, I have a feeling I'll advance soon. After that, my superpowers will come back."
In other words, Pei Sinian is going to be laid on a board again.
Drop drop-
Can you hear me? Please answer.
Meng Xiaoyou was taken aback. She rummaged in her pocket and pulled out the walkie-talkie that Zhou Ziming had left behind yesterday.
This walkie-talkie is for Zhou Ziming's unit. You need to press and hold the button to speak, and release the button to receive a message.
She didn't quite understand yet, and after fiddling around for a while, she finally managed to send a message.
Did you hear that?
Soon, the person on the other end said:
[Academician Rong was found by the base personnel that same day. The base personnel discovered they were conducting human experiments at the research institute, most of them...]
A total of 369 human test subjects and over 500 zombies were discovered. According to the investigation, half of the zombies were captured secretly by mercenary groups, and the other half were people who went missing from the base and were forced to become infected with the zombie virus.
Those people struggled and fled in the apocalypse, barely finding a moment of salvation, only to be captured by their fellow humans, and ultimately becoming zombies.
No, they were not even as free as the wild zombies outside. In the research institute, neither zombies nor humans were respected. They were like lambs to the slaughter, at the mercy of the researchers.
Three or four hundred people is not a lot for an entire base, but behind these three hundred people are six hundred or even more families.
This morning, the victim's relatives went to claim the body. They knelt before the deceased, crying and begging for justice.
Some of the lucky experimental subjects were still breathing, but after exchanging a few words with their families, they died.
The thought of that scene made Zhou Ziming feel suffocated. It included Luo Qingxue's teacher, a powerful healing ability user who could have saved many more people, but stopped there.
The human experimentation sparked public outrage, and people crowded around the headquarters, demanding an explanation.
This matter involves many forces, including research institutes, mercenary groups, and the Mu family, one of the three great families.
Mu Qingfeng was incredibly lucky; even though his head was almost split open, he still had a breath left. Even though he was saved by the healing system this time, he still couldn't escape the fate of becoming a complete idiot.
When the Mu family saw their mentally challenged heir, they were stunned and immediately went to kill Academician Rong and the other researchers.
However, this was blocked by higher-ups. Zhu Heping from the military stated that this was the end of the world, and the people in the research institute were their only hope, so they could not be dealt with lightly.
For a time, the Zhongyu base was divided into two factions: one faction wanted to give an explanation to everyone at the base, and the other faction wanted to protect the research institute.
Unable to reach an agreement, Academician Rong chose this critical juncture to drop a major announcement.
Zombies are no different from humans in appearance and thought. Academician Rong has cultivated such zombies. The difference between them and humans is that even if a high-level zombie looks like a human, it is still a pseudo-human. It does not have the seven emotions and six desires of humans. In its bones, it only has the extreme idea of doing whatever it wants and treating humans as food.
People had a premonition, but this day still came. If zombies have evolved to this extent, what use are humans?
Zombies are not afraid of pain and do not get sick like humans. As long as they are not shot in the head, they can live indefinitely.
When these pseudo-human zombies increase in number, that will be the true end of the world for humanity.
The panic at the base was exactly what Academician Rong wanted to see. He first gave everyone a wake-up call, and then gave humanity hope.
[Academician Rong said... there is a special zombie; it not only has a human appearance but also human emotions, making it a thoroughly human zombie.]
[If we want to end the apocalypse, this zombie could be a breakthrough.]
The walkie-talkies kept ringing, and by the time Meng Xiaoyou heard this, she realized something was wrong.
She had a bad feeling...