Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 366: Zombie Ration He Turned Darkened 6 (Text)
For example, Wen's father and Wen's mother would often share food, and their rations would all be raised together. There would be no separate distinction between "Wen's father's food" and "Wen's mother's food."

But the original owner had a very distinct personality and was never willing to share food with his parents.

Her human rations were also kept separately.

This is why Father Wen and Mother Wen keep urging her to stock up on humans as the zombie virus breaks out.

She didn't want to drink the human blood they had hoarded, so she had to find more humans on her own to avoid starving to death.

"That's true, but if you really need to eat... Host, it doesn't matter if you just taste a few mouthfuls of blood from the fragments..."

The system recalled the process of the rabbit demon swallowing saliva.

It feels that the attraction of the fragment's blood to the host is too strong.

The system feels that Wen Yao will lose control sooner or later.

After all, it is a zombie body, not so rational, and more driven by instinct.

"Well...I'll play by ear."

Wen Yao was very quick to adapt.

In fact, she was also curious about what the shard's blood tasted like.

It's not just a "food and drink" fragrance.

The original owner had never smelled such fragrant blood in all his years.

Just smelling it would make her body tremble slightly involuntarily.

If you really take a sip... you will be considered a zombie alive.

But the rabbit demon decided in his heart to hold on as long as possible.

Such fragrant blood, after drinking it once, you will want to drink it a second or third time... It is not good to be addicted.

—

The girl's figure has disappeared from sight for a long time.

Wen Chaosheng glanced at the watch. The minute hand moved from 3 to 5.

Judging by the time it took them to arrive, she should be almost at the door.

Then he slowly got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

He opened the bathroom heater and water flowed out, but Wen Chaosheng didn't even look at it.

He raised his hand and rubbed the pure black bracelet twice.

It's still heating up.

It wasn't noticeably hot, but it was just a little warmer than his skin.

Wen Chaosheng had an intuition.

His other hand hovered in the air for a long time, and finally landed on the bracelet casually.

It seemed like just two random knocks.

But in fact, this was the way to use the bracelet that he vaguely remembered in his mind.

Of course, he felt that this bracelet...should be used like this.

Just...no response.

Maybe he didn't remember the details correctly?

The boy's eyes were lowered, and water drops kept hitting the ground, with a few drops splashing on his slippers.

Well...all the clothes here are coded.

The number "32" was also clearly embroidered on the slippers.

Wen Chaosheng tried again.

Nothing should go wrong.

Using this bracelet is an almost instinctive operation for him. The memory is temporarily lost, but the muscle memory is still there.

He must have used this bracelet many times.

It's just... no matter what he tried, even deliberately changing the order of some taps, the bracelet still didn't respond.

Did he think too much?
Is this just an ordinary decoration?

The boy's immature face showed no expression, and his lake-blue eyes reflected a strange light.

—

"Sister Xu, the signal from 1778 has been detected. Do you want to connect?"

The young man in a suit took off his headset and asked the woman next to him respectfully.

The person known as "Sister Xu" is cutting her nails.

The surrounding area was very spacious, and in front of the young man was a huge screen, with the picture on it cut into many small pieces.

The entire screen displays different images densely, like a large screen in a control room.

The scrolling and changing screen above is also very similar to the real-time monitoring screen, but the people displayed are different.

There were many people wearing uniforms and headsets with young men, and they were all busy in front of their computers at the moment.

The building here is very spacious and the floors are high, at least nearly twenty meters.

But there was only the background sound of typing on the keyboard and breathing, which was too quiet.

"Sister Xu" blew on her newly cut and polished nails and patted the hem of her clothes.

"Connect? Is this your first day here?"

The woman glanced at the identity tag hanging on the young man's chest.

The young man was obviously a little embarrassed and subconsciously wanted to hide behind him.

But it was studio time and he could only force himself to stay where he was.

Of course he knows the rules.

No. 1778 has just approached the target. Logically speaking, if you contact the headquarters at this time, it will be treated as a false contact and cannot be connected.

This is also to ensure safety.

No one can afford the price of being discovered by the target before the task is completed.

But...he heard that Sister Xu liked this number 1778 very much.

It seems that the gossip spread by others cannot be believed.

"I'm sorry, I'll be more careful."

The young man knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he had to apologize first.

"I'm sorry, if it's useful, why do we need regulations? You'll be punished."

Sister Xu spoke in an understatement, but the young man's expression suddenly changed.

"sister……"

He wanted to say a few more words, but he remembered the woman's personality and held back.

"Ok."

The woman was a little satisfied now, "Keep staring, and call me directly when you get the signal."

Xu Fan was a little emotional.

No. 1778 is indeed the best test product in this batch.

Even though he had been injected with a large dose of new drugs, he would not be able to recall any memories for at least half a month.

But how long has it been?
one day? Two days?

In such a short period of time, he remembered how to use the bracelet.

The people who were involved in drug development knew that they couldn't beat their chests and ask No. 1778 to come back immediately?
Tsk.

If time hadn't been tight, she wouldn't have been willing to send No. 1778 on the mission.

As long as the test product is on a mission, it will inevitably suffer losses.

It could be injured or broken.

She was not willing to let such a good test subject get hurt.

But... I don’t know when that day will come.

1778 is the ace in the institute. Even if she doesn't want to send him on missions anymore, there are still so many eyes staring at him in the institute, and he still can't escape.

Now, she can only hope that 1778 will complete the task quickly.

—

"Hey, new guy, are you there?"

The boy's lowered head was interrupted by a sound coming from the wall.

Wen Chaosheng put down his hand on the bracelet.

The sound was muffled and unreal through the bathroom wall, but I could still tell that the owner of the sound was a young boy.

Wen Chaosheng's blue eyes narrowed in an instant, like some kind of beast that entered a defensive state.

He didn't answer. There was only the sound of running water in the bathroom.

The boy next door said "Hey" twice more, but Wen Chaosheng still didn't respond, and his tone became excited - "Hey, I know you can hear it! I can hear the uncle in Room 30 taking a bath and singing every day, and you must be able to hear it too." You can hear me!"

His tone was not good, as if he was annoyed that Wen Chaosheng ignored him.

But the child's mood was always uncertain. I don't know what he was thinking about, and his tone became soft again.

"Are you scared? No wonder. I am the youngest here, but from your small body, you should be smaller than me, right? Don't be afraid."

As he spoke, the owner of the voice burst out laughing, "My name is Wang Xiaopeng. I came here a few days earlier than you. When I first came here, I was more scared than you. I almost peed my pants."

There’s a lot of drama.

Wen Chaosheng still stood there without speaking.

"Ah, they are so wary. Don't worry. In fact, it doesn't hurt much when they suck blood...even...ahem."

Wen Chaosheng didn't respond even a word, but Wang Xiaopeng had already relied on his imagination to carry on the conversation and mentioned many key words.
Such as sucking blood.

The "they" in Wang Xiaopeng's mouth obviously refers to Wen Yao and her parents.

A girl who looks so sweet and innocent... can actually suck human blood...

Their purpose of building such an underground palace is also obvious.

Keeping humans in captivity to suck their blood?

No shadow, need to suck human blood...

Is it a vampire?

Wen Chaosheng had a plan in mind.

Contrary to what he expected, he didn't have much trouble in his heart.

In real life, creatures like "vampires" that can only be found in TV dramas appeared. He was not shocked from the bottom of his heart, but felt a little "ah, it turns out that's just the way it is."

It's like... he's experienced scarier things, and vampires aren't enough to scare him.

"Anyway, I can't tell you. You'll know after you experience it yourself!"

Wang Xiaopeng was obviously still immersed in his own thoughts, trying to comfort this "human ration who had just been captured" as a "senior".

Through the wall, Wen Chaosheng could imagine Wang Xiaopeng's movements and expressions.

Most of them raised eyebrows and glared with a slight sigh that they thought they were mature.

Pretty standard kid behavior.

Indeed, he is a child to the fullest.

"Where's the person? Don't ignore me!"

Wang Xiaopeng still didn't wait for Wen Chaosheng's response, so he patted the wall twice in a hurry, making a dull "dong dong" sound.

"Yeah, I'm listening."

Wen Chaosheng turned down the water flow in the bathroom heater a little.

The sound insulation of this place is very good, and the part connecting each room to the bathroom of each room is probably the worst place for sound insulation.

"You finally paid attention to me!"

Children are easy to coax. As soon as Wen Chaosheng answered him, Wang Xiaopeng's tone immediately became excited, "What's your name?"

Wen Chaosheng took a deep breath.

Mentioning names…

Do you want to tell Wang Xiaopeng the name Wen Yao gave him?
The young man was thinking in his mind. Before he could decide whether to tell him, Wang Xiaopeng rejected the question on his own -

"Oh, forget it, your name doesn't matter when you enter here. People don't know how to call you by name anyway. I just know you are No. 32..."

Wang Xiaopeng still doesn't adapt to the rules of survival in this place.

Most of the people here don't use names. Even if they want to call each other, they only need to call each other by number.

For example, there are four people living in room No. 30 next door to him.

People in other rooms will call them 30A, 30B, 30C and 30D.

Wang Xiaopeng himself is called 31A.

Of course, in fact, there are very few opportunities for this title to be used.

Wang Xiaopeng changed his mind and planned to ask the age of his new "neighbor" first, "I'm thirteen, how old are you?"

"I do not remember."

Wen Chaosheng told the truth.

He doesn't remember his exact age either.

"Ah, how could someone not remember their own age..."

Wang Xiaopeng's subconscious reaction was not to believe it.

He pressed his cheek against the bathroom wall, trying to make his voice reach Wen Chaosheng's room more clearly.

"I didn't ask anything else, just age."

Wang Xiaopeng doesn't think anyone would be unable to remember their age, but he also doesn't understand why someone would want to conceal their age.

So he finally concluded that No. 32 did not hear his question clearly.

"Well...I don't remember my age..."

Wen Chaosheng doesn't have a good impression of children.

He could feel that he probably didn't like children before.

"Okay. But you are probably not older than me. From now on, my brother and I will take care of you!"

Wang Xiaopeng has just arrived and has not had his blood sucked a few times, and the experiences were good.

So his boredom was greater than his fear.

All the rooms here are occupied by more than one person, so they can chat with each other to relieve their boredom.

But he was alone in room 31.

He had been looking forward to having someone to keep him company.

Although... this new partner is in room 32, not directly in the same room with him.

"By the way, why were you assigned to room 32?"

Wang Xiaopeng suddenly realized this problem.

Room No. 31 is obviously not full.

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"Yao Yao, how are they? Do they get along well? They didn't get into a fight, right?"

Mother Wen saw her daughter coming out of the basement exit and quickly raised her head to ask her.

"Them? There's only one person."

The rabbit demon didn't understand why Mother Wen used the word "they".

Mother Wen knew that she was there to settle the newly brought-in Wen Chaosheng.

"Ah? Didn't you see?"

Mother Wen's tone was also quite unbelievable.

"what did you see?"

The rabbit demon was even more confused.

"No. 31 A." Mother Wen said very naturally, and even explained a few more words, "He is the human boy who is almost as tender as the ration you brought back. Your father just brought it back two days ago."

Wen Yao reflected the meaning of "No. 31 A" in the memory of the original owner.

Isn't room 31 empty?

It turns out that one person has already moved in.

The past two days... it was probably when Wen Yao first entered this world.

Wen Yao has not eaten in the past two days, nor has she been to the basement. The most she has done is to bask in the sun on the recliner.

Naturally, he didn't notice the existence of No. 31A.

"Hey, then you should take him to room 31. This room is not full."

"I don't want him to get the smell of other food."

This was the argument the rabbit demon had thought of long before he came out of the basement.

"I didn't see the person in room 31, but even if I did, I wouldn't want to put him with others."

"Oh fine."

Mother Wen accepted this reason very easily.

For zombies, the deliciousness of food comes first.

Wen Chaosheng's blood is very fragrant. If it is mixed with other mediocre food and has a less delicious smell... it really won't be good.

"Then let him live in room 32. The humans your dad and I will bring back will be placed in rooms 31 and 33."

Mother Wen nodded and noted this down on the form in her hand.

"Didn't you feed him some food? 32A looks too small."