HSS142

The familiar roar makes Mo Yan feel a little lost. He was sitting on the bed holding the little zombie, repeating patiently: “Mo, Yan.”

Saying word by word very seriously.

The little zombie tilted his head, “Hou, Hou.”

Maybe baby level is not high enough?

Mo Yan thought optimistically. The little zombie now has shown some emotion already. He kissed him, “I’m too hurried.”

He should hunt more zombies to get crystal nucleus. Maybe when baby can speak when he reaches the sixth or seven level?

After making up his mind, Mo Yan relaxes. He held the little zombie and talked softly, especially those eyes that he was very fond of. He couldn’t help kissing it, kiss after kiss fell.

The little zombie loves Mo Yan’s closeness to him. A pair of red eyes sparkled. He would occasionally raise his head up to rub Mo Yan with his lips.

Cold and soft, even better than the touch before advancing.

Mo Yan was rubbed by the enthusiastic little zombie that he couldn’t help feeling a little uneasy. He really wanted to try it once but he finally gave up the idea. He will be a decent gentleman for the time being.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down a bit. Then he patted the little zombie’s little butt that feels a little soft now, “What a little goblin.”

The zombie goblin seemed to feel that he was being praised so he happily rubbed Mo Yan’s lips again.

Mo Yan just felt like he was going to explode. What’s more, it wasn’t known if the little zombie did it intentionally or not, he actually put his cold palm on his indescribable place.

The palm was obviously cold but it made the fire there burn more violently, setting up a big tent on his pants.

The restraint before was all useless.

Mo Yan put his hand on the little zombie’s waist. In the end, he decided not to hurt himself. His hand slipped down the little zombie’s waist, then holding the little zombie’s hand, it move down slowly.

A screeching brake sound.

“Be careful. That red light is coming from here. They weren’t sure what it was so group 3 reported the situation immediately.”

Just when Mo Yan was about to pull the little zombie to do something indescribable, his ears moved and he heard a voice not far away.

Red light?

His heart skipped a beat. Is it the light that appeared when his baby advanced?

It’s too late to think about why these people know and how they find him here. Mo Yan put down the little zombie’s hand. There’s no longer the charm from the past. He took out the cloak and wrapped the little zombie, then put away the flashlight for lighting and picked up the little zombie and jumped down quietly from the window, hidden in the dark.

“A light just came from over there?” There were five or six cars parked at the entrance of the village. A total of more than twenty people came down, and all of them are ability users. The groups divided into subgroups and suddenly someone pointed at the room where Mo Yan was just now and exclaimed.

The leading man looked in the direction the man pointed and saw nothing but darkness in the village, but he did not doubt what the man said. He called five or six people from the team and let them search in groups in different directions. He brought someone closer to the house where Mo Yan stayed before.

Mo Yan carried the little zombie and moved lightly into the mountains behind the village. This village was specially selected by Mo Yan. It’s far away from major bases and remote, sparsely populated.

Mo Yan chose such a village in order to prevent the little zombie advancement from making noise so that people could find them easily. It’s not that he’s afraid of conflicting with humans, it’s just that Mo Yan wants to avoid trouble. He wants to protect the little zombie but he also doesn’t want to stand against humans either.

He just didn’t expect there to be such an ability user team nearby. They actually found this remote village in such a short period of time. Fortunately, Mo Yan had already put the car into his space.

The village is small with few houses, because of this, Mo Yan was able to catch their voices when the ability users team arrived at the entrance of the village.

The ability users teams quickly searched in the village. It’s just that no matter how carefully they searched, they just couldn’t find what they wanted in this village. There’s neither treasure nor dangers that they had imagined before appearing.

Mo Yan was running on the mountain with the little zombie in his arms.

Making sure that the ability users team is not in front of behind them, he just found a random place in the forest and set up a tent.

Inside the tent, the bright white light from the flashlight illuminates the tent. Mo Yan holds the little zombie, carefully takes off the gauze on the little zombie’s face and neck.

When Mo Yan was in the village, he originally wanted to see if the little zombie’s injuries would change with the advancement but in the end, the little zombie seduced him to do something only adults can do.

Now that it stopped and the desire faded, Mo Yan just remembered this thing.

The gauze slowly lifted, revealing the true face inside.

The rotten and stinky skin had disappeared. In its place was a smooth pale skin. Mo Yan raised his hand cautiously. His index finger lightly touched the place where the original wound was, his eyes filled with excitement.

The eyes that were originally like dead objects flashed with human emotions after the advancement. The horribly rotting wounds were also healed and smooth. Even the tough skin has some elasticity…

His baby is gradually evolving towards humans.

Mo Yan was more and more sure of his guess.

He hugged the little zombie, with a little tears in his eyes, saying softly but firmly: “Baby, you will be fine.”

“Hou” the little zombie responded gently.

Turning off the flashlight, Mo Yan lay in the tent in the dark holding a well-behaved and obedient little zombie. Letting the little zombie’s head rest on his warm chest, he held the little zombie in one arm, while the other on the little zombie’s hair.

The little zombie was lying on Mo Yan’s body. Beside his ear is Mo Yan’s warm chest, he can hear Mo Yan’s strong heartbeat. He just lay down like that, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Mo Yan unblinkingly in the darkness.

Mo Yan raised his body and kissed the little zombie’s eyes, gently said: “Good night, my little baby.”

Mo Yan closed his eyes, hugging the little zombie with both hands and slowly drifting off to sleep.

The little zombie still stared at Mo Yan. Suddenly, his eyes blinked. He tilted his head in the dark and then opened his mouth: “Mo…”

The voice was small and rough, like the sound of sand rubbing against the road.

Mo Yan, who had fallen asleep, opened his eyes. That pair of eyes are beautifully bright in the dark. His hand on the little zombie suddenly tightened. His eyes were locked tightly on the red eyes in the dark.

He held the little zombie and sat up straight.

“Baby, did you talk?” He was nervous and expectant. His throat was slightly dry because of this, his adam apple kept sliding up and down. He let go of the hand on the little zombie’s waist. Trembling with excitement, his palms move up slowly. In the end, it accurately captured the little zombie’s lips in the dark.

His thumb slowly rubbed the little zombie’s lips: “Baby, call my name again?”

“Mo, Yan.” Mo Yan opened his mouth, pronouncing it carefully.

The little zombie saw Mo Yan wake up and talk to him, he happily threw himself on Mo Yan’s body.

A small growl came out of his mouth.

The expected sound didn’t come out, Mo Yan’s excitement gradually cooled down.

He couldn’t help but suspect that the voice just now was just his own hallucination, but Mo Yan also knew clearly that it was not a hallucination.

That sound was very new and unpleasant but in his ears, it sounded like heaven.

Mo Yan turned on the flashlight held in his hand and lit up the small space again.

Because of the light, the little zombie sees Mo Yan’s appearance more clearly. He roared more joyfully and eagerly kissed Mo Yan.

Mo Yan lets the little zombie do as he likes. After the little zombie retreated, only then did he talk again: “Baby, say it again, okay?”

“Mo, Yan.” He opened his mouth again, like teaching a child to talk.

The little zombie titled his head, there was an ignorant look in his eyes.

“Mo, Yan.” Mo Yan did not give up, still teaching the little zombie word by word.

It wasn’t known how long it took or how many times Mo Yan took the trouble to say his name, the little zombie finally opened his mouth again.

“Mo.” Still a word and the unpleasant sound he heard but Mo Yan was so excited that he almost shed tears.

“Mo, Mo.” the little zombie stuttered and repeated.

Mo Yan didn’t sleep that night. The voice of him teaching the little zombie to talk had been coming from the tent the whole night.

Even after the sky turned bright, Mo Yan’s voice did not disappear.

It was a sleepless night but when Mo Yan, who got up in the morning to pack the tent, was in high spirits. His whole body seems to be glowing with light. After one night, although the little zombie can only say the word ‘Mo’, it still made Mo Yan excited.

For the next two months, Mo Yan is very passionate when killing zombies or mutated beasts. Wherever he went, they were all dead. While killing a lot of zombies, he even rescued many humans who were besieged by zombies inadvertently.

The little zombie has also changed from the word ‘Mo’ at the beginning to being able to call out Mo Yan’s full name.

But apart from that, no matter what Mo Yan taught the little zombie to say, except for his name, the little zombie still couldn’t say anything else.

It seems that it is only because the little zombie is obsessed with Mo Yan that he can call Mo Yan’s name.

Mo Yan was not disappointed by this. As long as his little zombie could call his name, he was overjoyed.

As for the other, Mo Yan told himself that he can take his time. His little zombies will get better.