I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

TL: Hua

Xiao Hen possessed a spatial ability, a type of ability that allowed its user to come and go like a shadow.

There was no way Wen Qingling could stop him.

According to Chang Boheng’s words, Xiao Hen tried his best to look around Ling City. He kept appearing in different places.

When he appeared again, he was surprised.

A wooden city actually appeared in front of him!

Who would build a base in a city full of zombies? This is incredulous.

Xiao Hen disappeared from his original spot, and when he reappeared again, he was already standing on top of the city wall.

Looking at the situation in the city, he was completely stunned.

The city is very clean; there is not a single zombie, and the people inside appeared very comfortable, as evidenced by their leisurely footsteps and relaxed chatter.

Some people were mowing the grass; some were turning the soil over, as if they wanted to plant something. Some people were renovating dilapidated buildings and repairing the damaged areas. The walls are peeled off and then repaired with lime plaster and paint. It seemed that there was still no electricity in the houses yet because an electrician was pulling the cables. Children were chasing and playing with each other. They were holding cooked meat in their hands, nibbling a few bites from time to time, seemingly very carefree and happy.

These people, whether they are happy or not, have no expression on their faces. They are not dull nor stiff. Their eyes are flexible, and their tone is light, which can prove that they are in a good mood, but there is no happy expression.

This situation is like Wen Qingling’s.

Xiao Hen saw the “South City Clinic” at a glance. It was located in the center of the city, in a very eye-catching spot.

When Xiao Hen appeared again, he was already standing at the door of the clinic.

In the spacious hall, there was not a single person. Behind the infusion table sat a man with dark hair and dark eyes and a handsome appearance.

“What did you see?” Wen Qingling knew that he was coming. He didn’t and couldn’t stop him, so he could only let him see it with his own eyes.

Xiao Hen walked in step by step without speaking.

“Son! Ning Ning’s dad hunted a big mutant pig and brought it back alive. Let’s go get some pork and bring back some pig blood…“

Jiang Lan’s loud voice came from outside. She was stunned to see Xiao Hen when she stepped inside, and then exclaimed, “Live… wuwuwuwu!”

Wen Zheng, who came in later, covered his wife’s mouth.

Wen Qingling was very nervous, not because he was afraid that his father and mother would jump up and bite Xiao Hen, presumably because they couldn’t bite, but because he was afraid that Xiao Hen would slash his parents with his knife.

Wen Qingling hurried over and stood in front of his parents, “You go first, I have a guest here.”

Jiang Lan suspiciously stared at Xiao Hen several times before leaving with Wen Zheng.

Afterward, Wen Qingling realized that his parents didn’t seem to be out of control. They can face the living with calm?!

Wen Qingling felt strange. Could these changes have something to do with him?

When he was having a hard time restraining himself against fresh flesh and blood, it would be more difficult for his parents to control themselves. Now that his strength has improved by one level, he can face it calmly without restraint, and it seems that his parents no longer need restraint either, or in other words, they can control themselves.

This guess makes Wen Qingling happy. If this is the case, what will happen if he continues to improve his strength?

Inexplicably, he found himself very much looking forward to it.

Although Wen Qingling’s face was paralyzed, Xiao Hen could feel that he was in a good mood.

“Your parents?” Xiao Hen asked.

According to Lu Tianjin, Wen Qingling was all by himself without any parents. Could it be that they were separated and have now found each other again?

Wen Qingling looked at Xiao Hen and was surprised to find that he didn’t have any doubts. He really thought Jiang Lan and Wen Zheng were human beings.

Wen Qingling: “Yes.”

Xiao Hen nodded, “That’s good. In this day and age, it’s rare to have both parents.“

Wen Qingling felt that Xiao Hen truly meant it.

Wen Qingling: “…..“

This man looks as sharp as a sword, yet he can be unexpectedly dense. He found a base among a zombie pile, but he didn’t suspect anything?

Wen Qingling guessed that this incident was too shocking and no one would think in that direction.

Wen Qingling asked himself, if it were him who saw the people in the base, he probably wouldn’t doubt it either. Even if someone told him that those people outside used to be zombies, he probably wouldn’t believe it.

This is absolutely impossible. Being a zombie means death. No one has ever seen a dead person come back to life. Who are they trying to scare?

Wen Qingling suddenly felt relieved. Since that was the case, why didn’t they pretend to be humans? Maybe it’s easier to live that way.

They have a more difficult life than zombies and humans. They have to face the hunting and killing of powerful zombies and also face the denial and rejection of the actual living humans. In order to survive, they can only be cautious everywhere.

The spiritual power spreads out and transmits this message to the brains of every civilized zombie.

Their external identities are human beings. After he found his parents, in order to have a place to live, he established a base here.

As he can build a base here, it is natural that he can also communicate with zombies.

That’s right, it’s communication.

Therefore, he persuaded the zombies, setting aside a piece of land in the south city and building a base.

This solution is simply perfect.

Even if it’s not perfect, he will make it perfect.

Their identities as zombies cannot be revealed.

Xiao Hen said: “Now let’s peacefully talk about your problem.”

Wen Qingling: “I’ve said everything I needed to say, and I won’t change my mind.”

Xiao Hen stared at him for a long time. Wen Qingling looked back at him calmly, without dodging.

Xiao Hen: “Can you control zombies?”

Wen Qingling leaned on the infusion table and folded his arms across his chest, “Yes.”

Xiao Hen: “Your mental power has also mutated?”

Wen Qingling gave a light hum, “Pretty much.”

“You can……“

“I have no obligation to answer any of your questions. I declined your invitation. Therefore, don’t come to South City in the future, and don’t come to me. I won’t leave this place.” Wen Qingling meant what he said.

What a hard bone to chew. Xiao Hen frowned, obviously also finding it difficult to deal with.

A level one evolved zombie crystal nucleus appeared at his fingertips as Xiao Hen said: “One per question, how about it?”

Wen Qingling looked unmoved, “It depends on what question you ask.”

Xiao Hen: “How many infected people have you treated?”

This question can be answered.

Wen Qingling stretched out his hand, and Xiao Hen put the crystal nucleus in his palm.

Wen Qingling: “Two.”

Xiao Hen took out another level one evolved zombie crystal nucleus, “Do you know Fang Zhen?”

Wen Qingling stretched out his hand, and Xiao Hen gave him the crystal nucleus.

Wen Qingling: “I don’t know.”

Xiao Hen: “…..”

Why did you take the nucleus if you don’t know?

Xiao Hen: “He was bitten by a zombie, but he was not infected. We suspected that he had antidotes before, but now we know that you can treat infected people, so we are a little suspicious of his antidote claim.“

Wen Qingling’s eyes moved slightly, “People from the Ling City Base?”

It should be the person who “has antidotes” that the woman mentioned.

Xiao Hen: “Yes, in your opinion, what are the chances of him having antidotes?”

Wen Qingling shrugged: “It’s basically impossible.”