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    ☆、 Pure, Soft, and Cute Zombie Shou? A Domineering and Possessive Ability User Gong (42)

    ☆、 Pure, Soft, and Cute Zombie Shou, Domineering and Possessive Ability User Gong (42)

    But they couldn’t always be so lucky. Just as they were preparing to head to the next location, a low, drawn-out zombie roar echoed.

    Upon hearing this, everyone’s faces turned pale. No one wanted something to happen when they were so close to being done.

    Su Qingqing, even more frightened, unconsciously quickened her pace, cursing her bad luck inwardly.

    “Nan Qing, hide and don’t come out!”

    “Everyone, prepare for battle!” Shen Xuanmo and a few other Ability Users capable of combat quickly plunged into the zombie horde.

    That left only the space Ability User Su Qingqing and the zombie Nan Qing.

    Su Qingqing frowned slightly, glancing at the timid boy not far away. Her heart felt stifled: He’s just a useless thing who only knows how to hide behind others. Why can he so easily get Shen Xuanmo’s heart…

    Nan Qing felt her intense gaze and couldn’t help but turn his head, giving her a silly nod. He was now a polite and brave little zombie.

    Thinking this, Nan Qing felt that humans weren’t so scary after all. A hint of joy flickered in his eyes, eager to rush over and tell Shen Xuanmo the news.

    But looking at the man in the zombie horde, he shook his head, unable to stop himself from worrying: Won’t the caretaker get eaten?

    Nan Qing’s eyes never left the man, so he didn’t notice the approaching woman.

    Su Qingqing’s gaze was fixed on the boy, her emotions complex. On the one hand, she was jealous of the boy; on the other hand, she had to admit that her heart was trembling at this moment.

    “What are you doing here? Don’t you know that you’re distracting Shen Xuanmo?” Truly a good-for-nothing, a vase that does more harm than good.

    Nan Qing was absent-minded, not hearing her words, only focused on the ugly members of his own kind in front.

    The members of his own kind here were so pitiful! They were all so hungry, roaring, and frantically ramming forward, their flesh splattered by the Ability Users. Nan Qing felt that his previous thought was wrong; humans were still very scary.

    “I’m talking to you! Why aren’t you paying attention to me!” What a thing, daring to look down on her without even having an ability. Although she didn’t have combat ability, she was a precious space Ability User, not comparable to a vase like him…

    Nan Qing heard her this time. He slowly looked at the woman, tilting his head, his face full of question marks, as if asking her: Are you talking to me?

    Seeing him like this, the fire in Su Qingqing’s heart burned even brighter.

    Just as she was about to open her mouth to scold him a few more times, she heard a scream from behind.

    It turned out that a zombie had slipped through and was pouncing towards them.

    Su Qingqing’s eyes widened in horror, her body stiff in place, unable to move: “Z-z-zombie!!!”

    Upon hearing this, Nan Qing also curiously turned his head, looking in the direction of the woman.

    Nan Qing saw a familiar zombie, surprise flickering in his dull eyes. He grinned at the member of his own kind.

    This was a zombie only a little taller than Nan Qing, a “good zombie” he had met before, who had even pitied Nan Qing and shared food with him.

    The zombie was wearing tattered clothes, its hair covered in blood, still dripping with black liquid. It was clear that its head had been injured.

    Skin and bones, it walked like a moving rag, which was a little scary.

    Su Qingqing was so frightened that she couldn’t speak, her legs weak, rooted to the spot, watching the ugly thing about to come at her.

    Neither zombie noticed her, after all, meeting an old acquaintance in the apocalypse was a pleasant surprise.

    Seeing Nan Qing, its eyes lit up, and it staggered towards the boy, roaring, a pile of dark, sticky intestines in its hand, running over, trembling.

    Old friends meeting, eyes full of tears. Nan Qing was also very happy, responding with a smile.

    In his heart, he thought, he’s so pitiful, he looks even dirtier than before, but Nan Qing won’t dislike good zombies, Nan Qing lowered his eyes and sighed.

    Shen Xuanmo didn’t notice the situation here.

    The dense zombie horde suddenly seemed to have been stimulated, emerging from different corners, frantically rushing towards them, their eyes full of greed for flesh.

    Looking at the zombies swarming madly towards them, Shen Xuanmo frowned. These zombies looked like they had been given orders.

    This also suddenly made him think of that high-ranking zombie, but he didn’t have much time to think about it.

    The ordinary, mindless zombies had completely lost their humanity.

    They pounced like wolves and tigers. Shen Xuanmo lifted his long leg and kicked hard, sending the zombie that pounced first crashing heavily into the zombies behind it.

    “Damn it!” Shen Xuanmo dodged an incoming bite, thrust a hand into the zombie’s neck, and twisted his dagger, severing the zombie’s ugly head from its dirty body.

    The others around him followed his actions, finding the most labor-saving and convenient method to eliminate one mindless zombie after another.

    Watching the zombies’ heads being accurately exploded, the crowd ignored their physiological revulsion and just went for it with their eyes closed.

    In the apocalypse, if you don’t have enough strength, you have to be mentally prepared. If you don’t die, consider it a bonus; if you die, you can only accept your fate.

    But if they can live, no one is willing to die, and if they want to live, they can only fight desperately.

    The Ability Users were extremely busy, but the atmosphere on Nan Qing’s side was not bad, at least not as intense as here.

    If it weren’t for the familiar hiss and smell coming from its mouth, Nan Qing wouldn’t have recognized it with its completely rotten limbs.

    A stench assaulted her, Su Qingqing turned her head in terror, her pupils reflecting the image of the decaying corpse pouncing on her.

    With an “Ah!” she pushed the silly boy in front of her out.

    The ugly zombie opposite revealed its ferocious nature to her, scaring her into immediately turning around and fleeing the scene.

    “Don’t blame me, blame yourself for being too…” Su Qingqing muttered to herself, her expression dazed, then suddenly burst out laughing.

    “Awoo?” Nan Qing didn’t have time to react and collided head-on with his old friend.

    Watching the woman leave, talking to herself, the two zombies only felt confused, but now was not the time to think about these things.

    Unexpectedly covered in a body of decay, Nan Qing could not help but frown.

    He quickly pushed away his old friend, took a few steps back, trying to get rid of the revolting smell.

    “Awoo awoo?” Nan Qing, what’s wrong with you? His old friend was a little confused by his sudden action, but quickly noticed the little flowered face the boy had dirtied.

    The old friend’s eyes were full of tears, his aggrieved and self-blaming appearance looked even more terrifying.

    His whole face was so thin that only a little bit of flesh remained on both sides of his cheeks. His face, which was already not good-looking, became even more abstract and deformed.

    “Awoo.” He carefully placed the blood sausage he was holding in front of Nan Qing, indicating for Nan Qing to eat it.

    “Ew!” Three days apart, one should look at him with new eyes. Nan Qing was no longer the Nan Qing of the past, so naturally, he couldn’t eat this kind of thing, especially since Nan Qing was a zombie who loved cleanliness.

    The old friend looked puzzled, he did not understand why Nan Qing did not eat, in his cognition, food was very precious, he was reluctant to eat it himself.

    After Shen Xuanmo solved a part of the zombies, he finally discovered the situation on Nan Qing’s side.

    “Nan Qing!” He rushed towards Nan Qing without hesitation, the sword in his hand emitting a cold light.

    The zombie felt a strong sense of oppression and shrank its head in fear.

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