After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

  Chapter 295, neither will

   "Then he will become..."

  Hu Meiling rubbed her fingers, but stopped talking.

  She suddenly felt that it was impolite to speak of zombies directly.

   "Then he will become as good-looking as you and Tangtang, or he will become like this..."

  Hu Meiling pointed to the zombies of Grandpa Fan, and suddenly felt that it was not appropriate, after all, it was her father-in-law.

  He quickly turned his finger, and pointed to the zombie girl in blue who was standing at the door and peeking at the yard.

  The zombie girl in blue looked at Hu Meiling's hand sluggishly, and swallowed a lonely throat with her dry throat.

The scent of flesh and blood drilled straight into its nose, but it stood awkwardly at the door. The presence of Zhang Yiming made it immobile and trembled all day long.

  Even so, it still does not leave here.

   "Neither." Zhang Yiming uttered three words, and handed the paper full of numbers to Fan Tangtang, "Copy a hundred times."

  Fan Tangtang blinked and responded with a smile, "Good!"

  Only a hundred times!

  It will be finished soon!

   "And those."

  Zhang Yiming pointed to the schoolbag carried by the zombies of Grandpa Fan, and said blankly.

  Fan Tangtang: "...good (tired)!"

  Zhang Yiming raised his foot and walked into the house. There was no expression on his face, but he looked at it with a smell of warm sunshine.

  He is this kind of face, looking open and magnanimous, with a sunny face.

  In fact, he is a person with a small belly, and he is only warm to one person.

  When he was in college, Bai Xilin’s previous boyfriends became his predecessors because of him.

  Now, his heart has not changed.

  He was too filthy, and he never did the things that instigated discord when he was a boy.

  He just wants to protect him silently, so that's fine.

  He was so envious of a person for the first time.

  Envy Leng Yebai can be accepted by the Bai family and become a part of that family, envious that he can be with Xiao Yan.

  Now, what makes him more envy and jealous is Leng Yebai now.

  Zombie virus is currently unsolvable. People scratched by zombies will become zombies.

  But Leng Yebai did not become a zombie, even if he now looks like he will soon become a zombie.

  In fact, if the zombie virus invades the internal system of the body, if it does not become a zombie within a few minutes, it means that the zombie virus is resisted.

  This means that after Leng Yebai survived this period of time, he was still a human being.

  The process is a bit painful.

  He would rather have this kind of pain, even if the pain is increased by a hundredfold.

  Leng Yebai's state looks a bit bad, but Zhang Yiming is not in a hurry.

  It won’t die anyway.

  What happened to torturing him?

  What's wrong with abusing him?

  What happened to letting him sleep in the kitchen?

  What's wrong with not giving him food?

  Who saw it?

  Who dares to go out and talk nonsense?

  Zhang Yiming pursed his thin lips, it seems...a little bit wronged.

  Unfortunately no one saw it.

  Hu Meiling heard Zhang Yiming’s answer and breathed a sigh of relief.

  Not everyone will become zombies like her son and Xiao Ming.

  If it becomes a screaming zombie, the Bai family will have to do the same as her every day, washing clothes every day!

  Washing clothes is not terrible. What's terrible is that washing clothes every day.

  She didn't mean to complain about her father-in-law, she was just complaining.

in the room.

  Leng Yebai’s big sweat drops on her face, and the wound on her body has been bandaged by Fan Liping.

   Only the wound on the bend of the leg is left.

  A piece of flesh and blood is missing at the bend of the leg, with a little bit of rotten flesh.

  Brown blood flowed directly on the white bed.

  Zhang Yiming glanced at the dark bed and frowned.

  I really want to strangle him.

  Unfortunately, I dare not.

  If Xiao Xun finds out, he must be killed.

  He can only bully him quietly when Xiao Xing is away.

  I dare not let outsiders see it yet.

  Coach~

   "Xiao Ming, how to deal with his wound?"

  Fan Liping took alcohol and gauze, looking at Leng Yebai’s legs, not knowing how to start.

  This looks rotten meat and black blood, it is frightening at first glance.

  This looks like a precursor to becoming a zombie!

   "Don't worry, you can't die."

  Zhang Yiming didn't know where he took out a needle, his eyes faintly looked at Leng Yebai's wrist.

  I want to draw blood and study it.

  Fan Liping looked at the needle tube in Zhang Yiming's hand, which was thicker than his arm, and his cheek twitched.

   "Xiao Ming, he has lost too much blood now, he can't be drawn anymore!"

  Fan Liping silently snatched the needle in Zhang Yiming's hand.

  Leng Yebai is in this state. If he is blood drawn by the Unscrupulous Zombie King, before he becomes a zombie, Xiao Leng will die!

  "Make him some delicious supplements."

  Zhang Yiming spoke gently, his eyes still fixed on Leng Yebai's wrist.

  This guy did not become a zombie, maybe there are antibodies in the body that are immune to the zombie virus.

  If you get his serum, maybe you have a chance to become a human.

  Human, these two terms clearly describe people from the beginning.

   now only refers to those survivors.

  Those who were once human have become monsters that are neither human nor ghost.

  Even if he has the power and coercion of all the trembling zombies, he still wants to become a real human, even if he discards all the power.

"……good."

  Fan Liping glanced at the very weak Leng Yebai, nodded silently, turned and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

  Take the needle tube out by the way.

  After Fan Liping went out.

  In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yiming had another needle in his hand.

  This needle tube is thicker than the wrist, and one tube is enough for Fan Tangtang to have a full meal!

  The needle of the needle tube was against cold Yebai's pale wrist, and it was only a millimeter away to pierce his blood vessel.

  The needle advances little by little.

  When the blood was about to be drawn, Zhang Yiming stopped.

  He hesitated.

  If Xiao Yan knew, not only would he kill him, but would he also hate him?

  Zhang Yiming silently put the needle away, glanced at Leng Yebai on the bed, stretched out his fist, and made two gestures in front of him.

   Aggressive, but not lethal.

   Lying on the bed cold night, motionless, sleeping peacefully.

  Zhang Yiming took a deep breath, but did not relieve the depression in his heart, pressing his thin lips and striding out.

Out of sight out of mind.

  This **** man!

  I really want to chop him off without knowing it and feed Fan Tangtang!

  In the kitchen, the ground pot started to burn again.

  Fan Liping simply chopped chicken nuggets and cut potatoes.

  The hideous Xiao Song zombie curled up in front of the stove, and his stiff fingers held the firewood little by little to fill the stove.

  The dull gaze stared at Fan Liping from time to time in a daze, and suspicious liquid came out of his mouth.

   "The fire is bigger!"

  Fan Liping glanced at the water that hadn’t boiled, and said to Xiao Song’s zombie.

  The stiff fingers of Xiao Song's zombie went back and forth faster, and there was more liquid dripping from the corners of his mouth.

  While Fan Liping was making local pot chicken, the zombies of Grandpa Fan couldn't hold back, and silently moved away from some kitchens.

   "Dad, you can eat the local pot chicken in a while, and I will give you a bowl when it's ready, don't worry!"

  Fan Liping bared his teeth and smiled at the elderly zombies behind Fan Tangtang.

  His dad loves local pot chicken the most. Although his craftsmanship is not good, he still insists on making local pot chicken every day, and then feeds his dad himself.

  I hope my father eats too much pot chicken and can recall the scene before the end of the world.

  In the sluggish eyes of the elderly zombie, he glanced at the stove in horror, and turned around silently.

  It is only not interested in making local pot chicken, but interested in people who make local pot chicken.

  　 Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets.

  (End of this chapter)