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

Chapter 31 She's just a spoiled little princess

The grain reserve is delicate; if you accidentally pinch her wrist until it turns red, she'll complain with red eyes.

When Pei Sinian threw her to the ground this time, he expected her to be upset and cry, but he never expected that she would still care about his health at this time.

It doesn't hurt...

He's a zombie, how could he feel pain?

It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and hurt her.

Pei Sinian shook his head, worried that she couldn't see, so he took her hand and wrote a word on her soft palm with his cold fingertips.

【No】

Simple and clear, Mushroom was a little ticklish and couldn't help but curl her fingers, asking uncertainly, "Are you sure you're not feeling unwell?"

Have……

Pei Sinian's fangs were almost ground to powder, but he didn't show it on his face. He wrote on her palm.

【No】

As soon as he finished speaking, a string of bubbles covered the man's face, and a series of sobbing sounds came from in front of him.

"You don't feel pain, but I do..."

If you're not in pain, it's my turn.

Meng Xiaoyou's grievances arrived late, but her supernatural abilities were growing, and more and more bubbles appeared in the room, most of which floated onto Pei Sinian, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"My knees hurt, my hands hurt, my arms hurt, everything hurts..."

In short, once she confirmed that Pei Sinian was alright, she was about to start causing trouble.

Even in the plant kingdom, the timid mushroom is the mushroom that plants take the best care of.

She was well protected by the plants, and apart from rushing out to block zombies and being disliked by Dave for being too weak to use much, she had not suffered any other grievances.

Having been given a second chance at life, I absolutely cannot suffer any injustice.

In short, Pei Sinian pushed Little Mushroom

He's in trouble.

"..." Pei Sinian, with his head full of bubbles, remained expressionless, and even his faint appetite seemed to have diminished considerably.

But aside from wiping away the tears of the spoiled girl, he couldn't speak or comfort her.

The generator wasn't on, and the lights wouldn't turn on. He instinctively rummaged around in the bedside table for a moment and pulled out two band-aids.

There was no ointment at home, so this was the only thing I could use.

He carefully lifted his trouser leg and pressed it against her knee.

His fingers were icy cold, and you could clearly feel the smooth, delicate skin beneath his fingertips. It was soft, warm, and had a faint sweet scent. You didn't even need to taste it to know that the blood beneath his skin must be very sweet.

Pei Sinian's expression remained indifferent. After a brief internal struggle, he pulled down her trouser leg to conceal her alluring aura.

I finally managed to suppress it, but then my little darling offered her his hand again.

"It hurts here too."

"..." A zombie's life isn't a life?

Pei Sinian coolly lifted his eyelids and pinched her with his finger.

"Hiss~" Meng Xiaoyou instantly retracted her paw and snorted, "You stinky human!"

Pushing mushrooms and then pinching them—that's going too far!

Mushroom is easy to coax; she's a big mushroom who doesn't hold grudges against petty people and reluctantly avoids arguing with weak and sick humans.

So, I mustered up my courage, pulled him onto the bed, pushed him down with my little hand, covered him with the blanket, and fell asleep immediately.

Pei Sinian: "..."

That night, Meng Xiaoyou vaguely heard a strange grinding sound in her dream.

But none of that mattered. She hugged the large, icy block of ice, thinking that it would be better if it were a little damper.

She slept soundly until dawn. The zombie horde outside was still quite well-behaved, only baring its teeth after she woke up. She yawned groggily and patted the ice block beneath her.

"Pei Sinian, wake up and make breakfast..." Her voice was a little hoarse from just waking up.

For some reason, she felt a little sore and weak, and her nose was stuffy. She didn't pay much attention to it, sniffed, and nudged the man.

At this time of day, Pei Sinian would have already gotten up to make breakfast. Although it was usually instant noodles, mushrooms were easy to grow and not picky.

But today, she slapped him a couple of times, and the man lay motionless, so she poked his chest.

Yeah, my body is all stiff.

Meng Xiaoyou sat there blankly for a while, then sneezed before belatedly realizing that this human deserved to be buried.

He lay down on the board again.

There are zombies everywhere outside. If she drags him out and buries him now, he might just end up in the zombies' mouths.

Meng Xiaoyou felt a pang of sadness, suppressing the urge to cry. She covered him with the blanket, then took the small flowerpot from the bathroom and placed it by the bedside, instructing the little mushrooms to take good care of the human lying on the bed.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, I went downstairs to find food. There seemed to be far fewer zombies outside. In the past, they would crowd together like zombie pancakes, but today only a few stubborn zombies lingered at the door, while the rest had vanished.

Meng Xiaoyou's eyes lit up. If she didn't run now, when would she?

Just as she was about to carry Pei Sinian upstairs to escape, she heard a creaking sound at the door. Turning her head, she saw a slightly familiar, long-unseen... lame zombie?

As summer turned to autumn, after a period of absence, the rotting flesh of the lame zombie had shed quite a bit, though its face was slightly pale and its eye sockets were somewhat empty and frightening. At least it wasn't as dirty as before.

It's starting to look like a person.

Moreover, even without Meng Xiaoyou's superpower enhancement, the other party seems to still have consciousness, and at this moment, it is beckoning to Meng Xiaoyou with its stiff zombie claws.

Upon their long-awaited reunion, Meng Xiaoyou forgot about the vulnerable humans lying on the floor upstairs, crying for food, and ran over there.

It seemed the lame zombie had used some other method, as only a few zombies remained at the door. Meng Xiaoyou opened the door and dealt with each zombie with a bubble.

This time, the zombies' thoughts were somewhat normal. They were confused about where they came from, and their desire for Meng Xiaoyou's human scent was hard to conceal.

Even humans can be good or bad; not all awakened zombies will possess humanity.

The zombies, now possessing consciousness, followed their physical instincts, their eyes filled with greed, and tried to capture Meng Xiaoyou.

Meng Xiaoyou slammed the door shut.

Meanwhile, the lame zombie got annoyed and stomped its kneecaps, intending to jump up and smash their heads, but unfortunately, the zombie's jumping ability was zero, and it could only hit a few zombies in the stomach.

Perhaps it was because it acted too ferociously, the zombies were so frightened that they glanced reluctantly at the humans inside the door and then staggered away.

Meng Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, her watery eyes full of appreciation, and politely thanked her, "Thank you, little cripple."

The original owner seemed to remember seeing small tables and stools in TV dramas. She didn't know the name of the lame zombie, so she decided to call him Little Lame.

The lame zombie: "..."

It swiftly reached back, picked up the "polite" human, and ran away.

"Hey? What are you doing?" Meng Xiaoyou heard the whooshing wind in her ears and saw the library gate getting further and further away. She stared wide-eyed in disbelief and struggled to pat the lame zombie. "Put me down! My humans and mushrooms are still in the library."

The lame zombie, afraid of scratching her, ran while flicking his pinky finger and growling at her.

Why would you raise that thing in the house? You'd be asking for trouble!

Unfortunately, Meng Xiaoyou didn't have time to use her superpower on him, and before she could hear those words, she was carried away, huffing and puffing.

So, when Pei Sinian awoke from his slumber, the zombie horde, now out of his control, had dispersed. The library was empty, leaving only him as a zombie and a row of small mushrooms in a flowerpot beside his bed…

Sunlight scattered around him, seemingly forming a barrier that could not penetrate his world. He held the mushrooms in his hands, a shadow falling over his indifferent eyes.