He’s Super Sticky

This time the little zombie did not stay in the water for too long. After the water level in the wooden bucket was almost one centimeter lower, the little zombie got out of the wooden bucket, standing in the wooden bucket with water dripping all over, a pair of blood. Red eyes fixedly looked at Mo Yan, two pale and stiff hands stretched out towards Mo Yan.

Is this asking for a hug?

The smile on Mo Yan's face couldn't be suppressed, and she didn't know how many times she praised her cute zombie baby in her heart.

He took out a brand new bath towel from the space again, wrapped the little zombies dripping with water drops, wrapped his arms, and hugged the little zombies to the side of the bed with great compassion.

Carefully wipe the whole body of the little zombie clean, Mo Yan also ate a few tofu from the little zombie halfway through, and then took out a set of clothes from the space to put on the little zombie.

The things in the Moyan space are messy, they are used less, so they are rarely organized, but there are a lot of things inside, he searched for a while and found clothes suitable for the body of the little zombie. Take it in.

After changing the clothes to the little zombie, he used the ability to control the temperature of the surrounding air, and quickly dried the little zombie’s hair. Seeing that the little zombie’s hair was long and short, Mo Yan also deliberately found one from the space. With the scissors, I confidently cut a refreshing hairstyle for the little zombie.

Not to mention, his craftsmanship is pretty good. Mo Yan looked at the little zombies and felt that after the little zombies were dressed up, the degree of beauty had risen a few steps.

He rarely hugged the little zombie who had been obediently letting him move, and touched the little zombie's lips.

It's a bit softer than before, and it feels great to the touch.

After Mo Yan finished kissing, he carefully observed the wounds on the face and neck of the little zombie.

Although it was not long ago, Mo Yan always remembered everything on the little zombie, not to mention the two wounds that he particularly cherished. Mo Yan sat cross-legged on the bed and hugged the unmoving little zombie. In his arms, check it carefully.

Sure enough, the water in this space is useful for both humans and zombie wounds, but obviously, this spring water has a better effect on humans. The little zombie has digested so much spring water, and the wounds on the face and neck are also useful. Smaller, if it were not for his good memory, there would be no difference.

"Baby, you will get better gradually." Mo Yan kissed the cold and unpleasant face of the little zombie. He didn't know where his self-confidence came from, it was the baby in his arms. It will definitely become the same as a normal person.

But even if he couldn't, Mo Yan wouldn't let the little zombies be alone. In this short period of time, he had already planned to bring the little zombies with him. As for his friends and family, what would he think of? Mo Yan said that this was his treasure, and it was useless for them to object.

Sitting on the bed holding the little zombie warmly for a while, Mo Yan took the little zombie's hand and walked downstairs, intending to catch a zombie to test his thoughts.

The nails on the hands of the little zombie are very sharp, for fear of hurting Mo Yan. At the beginning, the little zombie refused to hold hands with Mo Yan, hug his neck and hug his waist. The nails of the little zombie are better to control, but the hands of the little zombie are better than Mo Yan is smaller, and when it is wrapped in the palm of his hand, his nails will surely scratch the palm of his hand.

The little zombie looked at Mo Yan's hand eagerly, wanting to hold it but not daring to hold it, showing an aggrieved look.

Mo Yan was very distressed. He thought about it, found a glove from the space, and modified it. He cut the palm of the glove directly and violently, leaving only the finger cots, which can prevent the small zombie from getting nail injuries. To him, the palms of the two can also touch together.

When the two held hands, Mo Yan felt that the little zombie's mood became very happy.

There were small zombies, and those low-level zombies resisted at all. Mo Yan grabbed a zombie at random, and then took out the crystal core and fed it to the zombie.

The little zombie just started to see that Mo Yan was going to feed the crystal core to other wild zombies, and he was angrily abolished that zombie. Later, Mo Yan coaxed and explained it many times. Only then did the zombies understand that Mo Yan was not going to raise other wild zombies, so he didn't act violently again.

Similar to what Mo Yan thought, the promotion of zombies has something to do with the crystal nucleus.

He took almost twenty first-level crystal nuclei and fed it into the belly of the first-level zombie, but after a while, the zombie evolved into a second-level zombie.

After verifying his conjecture, Mo Yan did not hesitate to solve the experimental zombies, burned the zombies with the fire ability, and took out the clean secondary crystal nucleus.

Returning to the territory of the little zombies, Mo Yan couldn't wait to take out all the crystal nuclei on his body, intending to feed the little zombies of his family.

"Roar"

The little zombie twisted his head, stepped back, pointing at the crystal nucleus with one hand and at Mo Yan, just to prevent Mo Yan from feeding him the crystal nucleus.

Mo Yan watched the little zombies move, and felt helpless as well as ironing posts.

How could his little zombie baby be so cute that it makes people feel distressed?

"Good." Mo Yan sat the little zombie in his arms and coaxed: "Baby will be more powerful after eating these. It can protect me from speaking, maybe I can still speak."

"Do you want to talk to me, Babe?" Mo Yan said without waiting for the little zombie to respond, "I really want to hear Babe's voice."

The little zombie listened very quietly. He tilted his head as if thinking.

"Baby want to hold me and hold my hand? When the babe eats these crystal nuclei, he will be able to take his nails back." Mo Yan held the little zombie's hand, making the little zombie's hand long and sharp. The nails dangled in front of the little zombie.

The little zombie was attracted by the nails on his hands.

Mo Yan was not in a hurry. He knew that his little zombies could understand, but they were slow to understand and think. Most of the time, they acted by instinct.

After waiting for a while, the little zombie had a reaction. He pointed to Mo Yan, then pointed to himself, and finally pointed to the crystal nucleus aside.

When the action was over, he looked at Mo Yan quietly.

"Are we together?" Mo Yan thought about the meaning of the little zombie's actions.

The little zombie tilted his head, then nodded.

Mo Yan smiled lightly.

The little zombies of his family are going to share with him.

Mo Yan did not speak, the little zombie seemed a little anxious, he shook his hand, and then covered his mouth.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, this meant that he would not eat if he didn't use the crystal core?

The courage is a bit fat.

It's not cute yet.

Mo Yan's heart moved, and he wanted to beat the little zombie's **** to make him obedient, but watching the little zombie's very determined movements, he knew that the little zombie was stubborn with him, if he really didn't use these crystals. Nuclear, the little zombies probably won't use it either.

Mo Yan helplessly rubbed the head of the little zombie.

The little zombie put down his hand covering his mouth, a little happy.

In this way, one person and one zombie split the crystal core into two and began to absorb it.

Humans are different from zombies. The little zombies don't need to feed in words. He grabbed the crystal core and swallowed it into his stomach. He was proficient. Obviously, he used to do this kind of thing frequently. The current level should have swallowed a lot of crystal cores.

Mo Yan looked at the little zombie eating crystal nuclei like jelly beans, and came to this conclusion.

The little zombie who had eaten formally saw that Mo Yan didn't move, and stopped and pointed at the crystal core, with a hint of urging.

"Okay, okay, got it, baby."

What a lovely little baby.

Most of these crystal nuclei are first-level, only dozens of second-level ones, and even fewer third-level ones, only a few. Therefore, Mo Yan was absorbed very quickly, and the first-level crystal nuclei almost turned into powder within a short time when they were placed in the palm of the hand.

After Mo Yan had absorbed all the crystal nuclei, he opened his eyes and saw the little zombie standing in front of the bed, staring at him unblinkingly.

At this time, the sky has darkened, the end of the world is coming, and the electricity has long been cut off. At this moment, the place they are in is dark. If it weren't for supernatural powers, Mo Yan could see things in the dark. The little zombie's scarlet eyes in the dark were startled.

Mo Yan calmly hugged the little zombie's waist, and brought the little zombie to his body: "Have you waited for a long time?"

"Roar"

The little zombie yelled softly.

Mo Yan's heart was itchy, and he was scratched by the little zombie. He didn't wait for him to figure out how to get the little zombie to scratch him again to stop itching. The little zombie held a pile of food in his hands and placed it in front of Mo Yan's eyes.

Before it had time to stop the itching, I was bitten by this little cute again.

Mo Yan embraced the little zombie's arm harder, and then bowed his head heavily to give him a big kiss to the culprit who made him itchy.

"Really baby." Mo Yan's low voice came from the darkness.

After all he didn't adapt to the darkness, Mo Yan took out a flashlight from the space, and the surroundings suddenly became brighter.

The little zombie looked at the things in Mo Yan's hand curiously, and then handed the food in front of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan scratched the little zombie's nose and took the food to eat.

I didn't eat lunch and dinner. In the morning, I moved a lot of abilities and beat a lot of zombies. No matter how Mo Yan could bear it, he would be really hungry.

He eats fast, but he doesn't look embarrassed or vulgar at all. On the contrary, he has an elegant temperament, which is somewhat charming.

No, it's a zombie.

The little zombie stared blankly at Mo Yan eating, and there was a smell of ignorance and obsession.

Soon the problem of food and clothing on the stomach was resolved, and Mo Yan began to check the effect of the little zombies' snacks in the afternoon.

He asked the little zombie to release the ability, felt it, and found that the little zombie's ability had indeed improved a bit compared to when he first met. It was just released and did not target him. Goose bumps had formed on his hands.

This is a danger sign.

Mo Yan was very satisfied, thinking that there were too few Level 3 crystal nuclei absorbed by the little zombie in the afternoon, and he should hunt more.

In the middle of the night, because of the presence of the little zombies, Mo Yan slept quite comfortably and was more satisfied than ever.

The system looked at Mo Yan who fell asleep outside, and the little owner who had no memory but instinct at the moment, so melancholy and self-blame that he wanted to remake himself.

It failed to protect the little master again.