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

Chapter 211 Zombies Are Not Serious: Are They Zombies?

Of course, I'd play as a zombie!

Even without Pei Sinian's protection, after a period of training, Meng Xiaoyou can use bubbles to ensure that she doesn't harm herself when reading minds.

Pei Sinian was just worried, so he would control the number and movement of the zombies, so that Meng Xiaoyou could walk freely among the zombie horde.

These zombies remember some memories from the human era, and the higher their level, the more memories they awaken.

Meng Xiaoyou's current level 5 ability can easily deal with zombies below level 5, and after these two days of consolidation, the sixth light on the door in her space occasionally flickers.

If the previous guesses were correct, and the lights represent levels, then she is about to advance to a level six ability user.

Moreover, when bored, one can read minds and gossip.

Everyone has their own life. Some zombies have very vivid memories. They can see all walks of life and learn a lot from them, as well as learn more vocabulary.

For example, she learned a term from men like Pei Sinian: "refined scoundrel"!

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Pei Sinian, who was interrogating the crowd but whose eyes were always on the little fool, was caught off guard when he heard four words. His eyebrows furrowed slightly. What was the little fool and the group of zombies doing, whispering to each other while looking at him?

Those zombies' inner thoughts are all unfiltered; we mustn't let the little fool learn bad habits from them.

"Boss, are you listening?"

A group of people discovered that their boss had slipped away again, and called out to him several times in frustration.

Pei Sinian snapped out of his daze and nodded. "Zhou Ziming led you to rescue people, but the intelligence was wrong. Those people had already safely evacuated. Instead, Zhou Ziming got himself into trouble?"

Everyone sighed, "That's right, walkie-talkies are unreliable. Who knew they'd already escaped? Now look what's happened, we've lost everything, and Brother Zhou is still in the hands of the zombie. That zombie is high-level, it can talk, and it even has human thoughts... and..."

"And what?"

"And... it's not even proper."

Pei Sinian: "?"

Are zombies that are not serious zombies?

The serious-looking zombie didn't quite understand. "How am I not serious?"

"It said Brother Zhou was handsome and wanted to take him back to be its husband... It took Brother Zhou away as soon as they met and even touched him."

"Really?" a curious voice interjected, and the person nodded subconsciously, "Of course it's true?"

Only after he finished speaking did he realize that the question wasn't asked by Pei Sinian.

Pei Sinian rubbed his temples. "Don't worry about Zhou Ziming. Leave this to me."

"I'm just curious." Meng Xiaoyou, like a badger that has caught a whiff of something in the ground, lost interest in the zombie in her hand and came running over to hear the juicy gossip.

She blinked her big eyes curiously, "And then? You just abandoned Zhou Ziming and ran away?"

This time she didn't call him "soldier brother." Pei Sinian glanced at her but didn't say anything.

“It was Brother Zhou who told us to run away. I… I thought it wouldn’t be loyal of me to run away, so I told the zombie to let go of Brother Zhou and let me handle it.”

Meng Xiaoyou: "What do you mean by zombie?"

“The zombie…” the man choked up, “The zombie said I was ugly and not as good-looking as Brother Zhou, and told me to get lost.”

Meng Xiaoyou couldn't help but stand up for him, "That zombie is so rude. Even if you're ugly, you can't just say it out loud."

Everyone: "..."

The scene fell silent. Meng Xiaoyou belatedly realized what she had said, her face flushing red. "I'm sorry."

That guy said, "It's nothing... I'm used to it. We just need to figure out a way to get Brother Zhou out."

Meng Xiaoyou tugged at Pei Sinian's clothes, "Should we save him?"

Pei Sinian lowered his eyelashes. Although the little girl was asking a question, her eyes were bright and sparkling, as if each eye had a big word written on it: Help!

She tugged at his sleeve, crumpling the neatly folded fabric, her face flushed, with an excitement that Pei Sinian couldn't understand: "Can you beat that zombie? If you can, let's go see it, okay?"

Meng Xiaoyou emphasized: "I'm really not curious about what that zombie looks like, I just want to save people, um, I want to save people."

Pei Sinian breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and ruffled her fluffy little head, "Help!"

Sure enough, Meng Xiaoyou immediately beamed and said to everyone with a smug look on her face, "Lead the way."

Let me see what that unorthodox zombie looks like!

Everyone was moved by her enthusiasm. They never expected that Miss Meng would be so kind-hearted after only meeting her twice, risking her life to save their Brother Zhou.

So touching.

With tears in their eyes, they led Meng Xiaoyou and Pei Sinian back the way they came.

Perhaps because they had two people backing them up, they felt more confident and marched back with great fanfare.

The female zombie was a wealthy woman in life, living in a villa. The closer you get to the villa, the more zombies you'll encounter.

The group watched helplessly as the zombies ignored them, letting them pass by.

They thought to themselves, "Is this some kind of superpower?"

Pei Sinian didn't want to waste his breath on the food, and of course, he didn't want to waste his breath on Meng Xiaoyou and the others either, so he said, "Psychic ability."

Everyone gasped in surprise, "So you have dual abilities, boss."

Dual-elemental superpowers are rare in the apocalypse, but they do exist.

They were incredibly envious and readily accepted the premise without questioning anything else.

Finally, they arrived at the villa and found it had been transformed. White lanterns hung in the courtyard, white double happiness characters were pasted on the door, and two rows of zombies were holding suonas (traditional Chinese wind instruments). The zombies had no "qi" (vital energy) and couldn't play them, but it was very fitting for the occasion. Just seeing this scene was enough to make one's scalp tingle; one might think they were attending someone's funeral.

But who puts up a double happiness character at a funeral?

Sensing the presence of strangers, the door was pushed open with a whoosh, and a graceful figure in a red dress walked out, arm in arm with another man whose face was full of resentment.

"Oh dear, we have a guest!"

This was the first time Meng Xiaoyou had ever seen such a scene. The female zombie was dressed in a traditional red wedding robe, holding a round fan in her hand and carrying Zhou Ziming in her arms. She swaggered out.

She looked almost indistinguishable from a human, except that her skin was a uniform bluish-gray, indicating a high level of aging. Her skin was free of ulcers, and her facial features were clear and deep, with delicate eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Her fangs, which were faintly visible when she spoke, made her appear bewitching and sinister.

The female zombie's narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes sharply sized up the uninvited guest. When her gaze fell on Pei Sinian, a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes, followed by a look of wariness. But when her gaze fell on Meng Xiaoyou, her eyes lit up.

"Come with us?"