The Evolution of My Zombie Girlfriend

They wanted to live in a high-rise building because the fewer zombies that could climb up the higher the floor, after all, zombies wouldn't just climb up for no reason.

"It feels like we're picking a new house together," Wenwen suddenly smiled, revealing a small dimple on his left cheek, looking quite sunny.

"Ooh." Yulan continued to howl.

In the end, Wenwen chose a building with a little bit of stored water inside, and it was also more than 30 floors high.

He became cautious and found the staircase, then started climbing up.

During the past two years since the end of the world, this building should have never been inhabited again, so the staircase filled with rotten corpses was very smelly.

"Ooh ah." Yulan seemed to sneeze, she glared at Wenwen with her eyes and angrily put her head back into her backpack.

Wenwen, as a level 12 ability user, had a very sensitive sense of smell, so the pungent smell should be similar to torture for him. However, he didn't have any particularly uncomfortable reaction throughout, he hummed a small tune and happily started looking for a house that he was satisfied with one by one.

He and Yulan's house should have a door lock that couldn't be damaged, complete furniture, and a large bed.

Wenwen thought that his requirements were simple, but he finally found a house on the 25th floor that he was quite satisfied with.

Many of the locks on the doors had been deliberately damaged, which should be that someone had come in to search for food, but he couldn't get in because the locks hadn't been damaged. The house he found now was very good, it should be that the original owner had rushed out in a hurry, so the door was open and the lock was still intact.

He put Yulan on the sofa and looked at the bedroom expressionlessly before going back to open the door.

The smell of rotting flesh was emanating from the bedroom, and looking at the zombie that had decayed and died on the ground The zombies only have an appetite for fresh humans. Perhaps they turned into zombies after eating Yu Lan's legs, so only her upper body remains now.

Looking at Yu Lan's empty lower body, Mo Wen's eyes, as black as ink, gradually turned a shade of crimson. He closed his eyes and ignored the sticky and dirty remains on Yu Lan's body, and gently held her in his arms.

Now he wished he could catch all the zombies that had eaten Yu Lan and dissect their stomachs to retrieve her flesh.

His Lan Lan, even if she was eaten by him himself, he didn't want anyone else to touch her.

"Ow." Yu Lan had no idea what Mo Wen was thinking. She struggled to push Mo Wen's head away and tried to keep the sweet scent of meat away from herself.

Mo Wen raised his head and looked at the innocent eyes of Yu Lan. Suddenly, he turned her over and looked at her back.

There was a cracked mark on Yu Lan's back, which looked like it had been hit by a bullet.

Carefully inserting a finger into the wound, Mo Wen saw that Yu Lan didn't react, so he gently moved his long finger to retrieve a bullet from inside.

Looking at the mark of North District on the bullet, Mo Wen's thin lips curved into a gentle smile that was gentle to the extreme.

These humans who had hurt Lan Lan, should he kill them or make them suffer more? Perhaps he could strangle their necks, boil them alive, or feed them to the zombies?

Oh, just thinking about it would make him feel excited.

Placing the bullet in his pocket, Mo Wen buried his head deeply in Yu Lan's neck and trembled.

Of course, this was not a tremor of fear, but an excited tremor that he couldn't control.

Yu Lan was still as clueless as ever. She mumbled something uncomfortably and looked back and forth at the house with her empty eyes.

Mo Wen thought he had finally calmed down his emotions, so he got up and carried Yu Lan into the bathroom.

However, Yu Lan didn't like water

She instinctively wrapped her arms around Mo Wen's head when she came into contact with the water, refusing to let go.

"Lan Lan, be good," Mo Wen, who was nearly suffocated by Lan Lan's embrace, finally managed to move his head away from her chest and pat her head before splashing water over her back.

Perhaps realizing that struggling was futile, Lan Lan made a few whimpering noises of discomfort and clung to Mo Wen's arm, looking like a cute puppy begging for attention.

"Be good, your body is too dirty. What if there are any bad insects?" Mo Wen didn't want Lan Lan to feel uncomfortable, but he also didn't want to give her a bath. However, Lan Lan's rotting body was prone to attract insects, and if it was not cleaned properly, he didn't want to imagine what would happen next.

Lan Lan, who didn't understand Mo Wen's words, still held onto Mo Wen's arm, but she obediently lay down in the bathtub.

"Lan Lan, did this wound exist before you became a zombie?"

Mo Wen gently touched the wound on Lan Lan's back with his slender fingers and tapped his fingertips before sighing.

Before becoming a zombie, Lan Lan should have been a fifth-level power user, and she shouldn't have been bitten by a zombie in Zone 1 of the Death Place and become this badly injured.