Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

“How are you?” Seeing that Yu Lan seemed to have returned to his usual appearance, Mo Wen quickly raised his head and asked, his gentle voice faintly mixed with suppressed irritability.

“Hmm.” Yu Lan tilted his head, then smiled and kissed Mowen on the face of Mowen, showing that she was fine.

Mowen was finally relieved.

It’s just that since then, Yu Lan has become more accustomed, that is, no matter what Mowen is eating, she has to grab a bite.

Of course, Mo Wen would not give her a chance to eat food.

Looking at Mo Wen with sullenness as he put away the food at the speed of light, Yu Lan lay down on the sofa with a frustrated expression, screaming sadly, just not letting Mo Wen stop.

“Blue…” Mo Wen rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, squatted down to coax her and said, “You will be uncomfortable if you eat my food. Have you forgotten the last lesson?”

“Oh.” Yu Lan glared at Mo Wen, obviously forgotten the ghost lesson last time.

“…” Seeing Lan Fierce glaring at him, Mo Wen had a headache, but he could only coax patiently.

In the end, he gave Yu Lan a bunch of large and small crystal cores to let her play with Yu Lan before finally not grabbing his food.

After putting on his combat uniform and walking towards the door, Mowen was relieved to see that Lan’s attention was still on the crystal nucleus in front of him.

In the past two days, when he went out, Yu Lan always had to follow, but he didn’t want Yu Lan to be there when he slaughtered the zombies. One was dangerous, and the other was that he didn’t want Yu Lan to see his filthy appearance.

The dull sound of closing the door came, and Yu Lan raised his eyes and looked at the closed door. Throwing away the crystal nucleus in her hand, she got up and rushed to the door, looking lost like a child abandoned by her family.

“Woo…”

But Mo Wen had already walked to the empty street, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the whole person was immediately alert.

Yesterday, I was worried that Yu Lan’s body hadn’t gone out to collect the crystal nuclei, but now this place seems to have become a little heavy even the air.

No zombie was seen near him either.

This is of course not because he hunted and killed the zombies, but because something made these first- and second-level zombies near him disappear, or… they were eaten.

The only thing that can do this is the third-level zombie that suddenly appeared in the third area.

Thinking that there was no expression on Mowen’s face, he habitually smiled gently, and he ducked into the shadow of the tall buildings, and quickly hid his breath.

Now that he encounters the third-level zombies with his twelfth-level strength, it is still a bit hanged.

Although in the case of the same level, the ability person is much stronger than the zombie, but the higher the level of the zombie, the more difficult it is to estimate the strength. After all, no one can predict in which direction they will mutate.

What’s more, this is a third-level zombie, and its ability is one level higher than his.

Just as the ink was thinking about it, a black shadow flashed across the sunny ground outside, and a dull sound was heard the next moment.

The zombie fell to the ground.

The huge hind legs of this zombie can just be seen from the angle of ink. He held his breath and his expression was cold.

This third-level zombie has six legs, and its last two legs look the most developed and powerful. It does not have a tail, but the skin covered with black spots makes people have to be vigilant.

The third-level zombies seem to have noticed someone nearby, but they haven’t moved because they can’t determine the specific location.

Mowen looked down and gently took out his dagger, ready to attack at all times.

Because this zombie has a higher level than him, he can’t accurately find out what level it is now.

If it is below the third level and the fifteenth level, he can still retreat all over, if it is above the fifteenth level, it really can’t be said.

The third-level zombies crawled in a small area on the ground for two laps and then let out a low growl, as if they were leaving, but Mo Wen had no plans to go out.

Although there were no third-level zombies in the field of vision, and it had carefully concealed its aura, Mo Wen was still keenly aware of its breathing sound that could slow down when it squatted guarding its prey.

It seems that this third-level zombie already possesses some simple wisdom.

I don’t know how long the zombie finally left. Mo Wen curled his eyebrows, but he didn’t have the idea of ​​continuing to hunt the zombie. He just wanted to hurry to Yu Lan’s side.

The last time the Tier 12 zombie attacked Lan, Mo Wen wondered if this zombie would also be interested in Lan.

In my mind, I just made a hypothesis that something happened to Yu Lan, and Mo Wen only felt that an uncontrollable sense of tyranny surged.

He flashed out quickly, and he rushed to the building where he lived as quickly as possible, and he was finally relieved to see that the surroundings were still calm.

Looking at the house where he lives from downstairs, Mo Wen went straight to the twentieth floor, then stood at the door and stared at the open door, stunned.

Why is the door open?

His chest was tight and he was suffocated for a moment, Mo Wen flashed into the room and did not find Yu Lan’s figure.

“Blue?” He called out helplessly, only feeling a chill seep to the soles of his feet from his head.

There is no echo.

The pitch-black eyes were instantly stained with blood, and he was tumbling fiercely in the room back and forth, but still did not see Yu Lan.

Where did Yu Lan go?

Finally got Yu Lan and now he lost her again?

A dazed color flashed across Mowen’s face, and he breathed heavily, ordering himself to calm down, but his hands were shaking completely uncontrollably.

No… Yu Lan definitely can’t leave him again.

Clenching his fist tightly, he tried his best to keep himself sensible.

The stench in the corridor was to the extent that Yu Lan was absolutely intolerable. She shouldn’t have run downstairs.

The windows of the room were also closed, and it was impossible for her to fall from upstairs.

Thinking of the ink writing here, his thoughts were instantly bright, he squinted his eyes and ran to the door of a house at the end of the corridor. He pulled the door and didn’t move.

If I remember correctly, this door was always open before, but he didn’t choose to live here just because the house was too crude.

His eyelids drooped coldly, Mowen kicked on the door.

There was an ear-piercing echo in the corridor immediately, and the anti-theft iron door was directly kicked out of a hole.

Mowen violently tore open the door directly from the hole, ignoring the dust when he entered the door, he stared at Yu Lan, who was lying on the sofa and staring at him with his eyes open, his face twisted.

Cold, slaughter, tyrannical, desperate, all the negative emotions surged at this moment, and it was only a critical point before it could erupt.

He didn’t say a word, nor did he call Yu Lan’s name gently as before.

He just stood at the door, watching Yu Lan happily roll off the sofa, and then slammed into his arms and screamed, as if he felt this kind of “peek-and-see” The game is fun.

And Mo Wen just watched, not that he couldn’t move, but he didn’t dare to move.

He was afraid that he would unscrew Yu Lan’s neck as soon as he moved.