Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 506 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Cute Lop Rabbit Leader 25

"Little girl, thank you for what happened today. I'm fine now. After you finish picking the vegetables, you can leave quickly."

The old man spoke in a friendly manner.

Quan Jiu nodded: "We'll leave right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw him visibly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Sister, we picked a lot of vegetables."

After Jingche came back, he winked at Quan Jiu and told her to quickly put all the dishes into the space while no one was paying attention.

Quan Jiu took the two bags of vegetables in his hand that were used to hide from others, and put the vegetables in the field into the space.

Food is a consumable, and passively searching for supplies is not a long-term solution. She has to find time another day to try to grow vegetables in the space.

"Let's go."

Several people went out, and the old man followed behind to see them off.

"My home is nearby, so I won't go with you."

Quan Jiu: "Okay."

After watching the vehicle leave, the old man completely relaxed and hurried back to the lounge and opened the wardrobe standing in the corner.

"Gululu?"

A figure ran out of the closet.

The little boy was about five or six years old, with dull gray-white pupils. There were bite marks on his arms. The rotten flesh had not been processed and had begun to rot and smell.

The old man looked at his little grandson who had turned into a zombie, with red eyes:

"Xiaoye, grandpa didn't protect you well..."

The strange thing is that the little boy who had turned into a zombie did not take the initiative to attack when he saw humans.

"Gululu..."

He made a zombie-like sound.

The fangs on the little boy's mouth slowly stretched out. He swallowed, smelling the fragrance coming from his grandfather, and opened his mouth uncontrollably...

"Is this why you don't want us to stay?"

Suddenly another person's voice sounded in the room.

The old man's expression changed greatly and he looked towards the window.

At some point, a slender figure sat on the windowsill that was originally wide open.

The woman was leaning on the window sill, with one leg slightly bent and resting on the window sill, while the other leg was hanging naturally, dangling in the air, leisurely and at ease.

The old man looked at the woman who had left and returned, took two steps back, and his first reaction was to block his grandson behind him.

"Don't hurt him..."

Quan Jiu sat still and reminded, "But he already opened his mouth to you just now."

"He won't bite me!"

The old man's tone was determined.

"Xiaoye is different from other zombies. Although he looks like a zombie, he still has his own consciousness. Otherwise, I would have died hundreds of times..."

Quan Jiu has seen too many people who are wishful thinking and stubborn in the apocalypse. She said nothing and stared at the little zombie behind him.

The little zombie was obviously hungry, and his eyes kept falling on the old man's neck, but unlike other zombies, he did not lose his mind and rush forward.

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows and then believed what the old man said.

"Is this your grandson?"

She took out the dried meat and threw it to the little zombie.

The little zombie lay on the ground and smelled the dried meat, but didn't eat it.

Quan Jiu threw him another piece of fresh pork. This time, the little zombie squealed excitedly, pounced on it and started to eat it, making a satisfied sound of "Gululu".

Seeing his grandson eating raw meat and looking dehumanized, the man over fifty years old burst into tears.

Quan Jiu leaned lazily on the window sill and asked:

"Tell me, what's going on between you and him? The lettuce on the table is obviously fresh. If you haven't been out in the past five days, who picked these vegetables?"

The old man wiped away his tears and said, "Xiaoye picked it for me."

Jingche, who was hiding aside and eavesdropping, couldn't help but poke his head in:

"No, zombies still need to be vegetarian?"

Suddenly a human head appeared by the window, and the old man was startled. Quan Jiu pushed the young man's head down mercilessly.

"Ignore him and continue."

Only then did the old man speak eloquently.

It turned out that on the day of the accident at the gas station, he was not alone. His grandson Xiaoye was with him.

"There were all zombies outside. Xiaoye and I were hiding in the lounge together. It wasn't until he suddenly turned into a corpse that I knew he had been bitten."

"I thought about dying with him, but what surprised me was that he didn't bite anyone he saw like the zombies outside."

Every time when the critical moment came to bite him, Xiaoye would suddenly stop talking and run towards the window.

"But every time he came back, there was blood on his lips..."

At this point, the old man showed pain.

Quan Jiu: "So you blocked the window not to prevent zombies outside, but to prevent Xiaoye from eating people?"

The old man nodded:

"There was no blockage at first. Xiaoye would occasionally climb out of the window and bring me food. Until two days ago, he brought me a human heart..."

Quan Jiu's expression remained unchanged and he analyzed calmly:

"You saw your grandson living like this, and you felt very miserable, so you blocked the windows and planned to starve you and him to death?"

The old man closed his eyes in despair and nodded.

"Then what happened to the rocks just now?"

The old man said hesitantly:

"I don't know what happened. One day Xiaoye brought me a glowing stone and seemed to want me to swallow it... After swallowing it, I found that I suddenly had super powers."

Quan Jiu crossed his arms over his chest: "Spatial movement?"

"right!"

The old man nodded excitedly and looked at Quan Jiu with eager eyes.

She actually knows everything.

"After that day, I discovered that I could move things through the air. Even if there was a door, I could send things out... Just like this..."

A large hole suddenly opened in the originally closed wall.

Jing Che, who was lying on the ground with dogtail grass in his mouth, was stunned and looked at the old man in the cave in shock:

"Why did a good wall suddenly crack?"

As soon as the words fell, the cracked wall closed again and returned to its original state without any gaps.

Old man: "That's it."

Quan Jiu: "What's going on with Xiaoye's abnormality?"

The old man shook his head:

"I don't know about that. I just hope you don't kill him. I will stay with him 24 hours a day to prevent him from harming others."

The little boy squatting on the ground and chewing raw meat made a "gurgling" sound, filling his stomach, and he was obviously excited.

Long Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:

"But he is a zombie. Just because he doesn't attack you doesn't mean he won't attack others."

The old man was silent.

He knew what the man said was true.

"If you insist on killing him, then kill me first..."

His grandson is his only motivation for living.

Quan Jiu held the gun in her hand, but it was not loaded. She thought for a moment and said.

"You can come with us for now."

The old and the young are left here and will either starve to death or be beaten to death by those who come after them.

It just so happened that she also wanted to know what made Xiaoye different from other zombies.

…

"Sister, are you crazy?"

Jing Che looked at Xiaoye in the back seat of the car, who was baring his fangs and screaming "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!"

(End of chapter)