The red moon returns

Chapter 423 Good Night
It was most likely just a false alarm. After all, even in a world of xx crisis, it was not the case that just being scratched by a passerby would turn you into a zombie.

The probability of being infected by being caught by Old Sven is not high.

But this statement of high probability of nothing happening is not a comfort, but a torment. Just like doing a tissue pathology section in a hospital, no matter how much the doctor comforts the patient that the probability of malignancy is very small, the patient cannot feel at ease, but will become more nervous.

I just want to know the result as soon as possible, even if it's just one minute earlier.

This is how Lynch feels now.

He knew that the chance of infection was low, but that didn't stop him from worrying about dry lips.

Although the winning rate is low, the mortality rate is high, 100%, which is still quite exciting.

What makes Lynch feel the most painful now is that the outcome of this plague cannot be known in advance, and he can only wait and see whether it will go crazy when the time comes.

Give us a definite answer now whether he is dead or alive, we still have to wait for several hours.

"Don't forget what I'm doing. As long as I prepare the medicine, you can be cured even if you are infected. At most, you will have to stay with them for a while. Don't worry, I won't use you for experiments. It's just that I don't know whether they will record your ugly behavior."

Dr. Swain came over and wanted to pat Lynch on the shoulder, but Lynch dodged. However, as soon as he took two cautious steps back, his shoulders were pressed from behind. Natalie and Diana put their hands on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right. Judy looked left and right in confusion, and simply rubbed Lynch's head hard with both hands from behind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dr. Swain moved closer again, stretched out his hands, pinched Lynch's cheeks, and twisted them hard.

"That's enough for you."

Lynch drove away the four troublemakers, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.

'Neighbor, I am not infected.'

[The journey is not only sunny, but also stormy, not only peaceful, but also thrilling. I am just by your side, witnessing every scenery with you]

"That means you don't tell me." Lin Qi rolled his eyes secretly, "You can't tell me this? It will also bring uncontrollable effects?"

【That's not true. 】

'Then why didn't you tell me?'

[Because this is fun, very coooooool]

"I told you not to mess around with my memories. Look at what you have become."

Lin Qi gritted his teeth in hatred, but could do nothing about it. However, after being teased by his neighbor, his tense heart relaxed a lot.

The sky hasn't fallen yet, why should I be nervous? There are people who choked to death while drinking water, should I be nervous about that too?
Life and death are determined by fate. Why be afraid? I don’t believe this is the end of my immortal journey.

go to bed.

Lynch looked at the two ladies deeply and squeezed their hands hard. One was soft, the other hard. The touches were different, yet equally familiar.

There was unconcealable worry in the eyes of both men, but they had comforting smiles on their faces, as if there was nothing to worry about. They seemed to have forgotten that their hands were being held in Lynch's.

Traveling to this world and meeting them is worth the trip.

Lin Qi's heart moved and he remembered a TV series he had watched before. Well, it came at the right time.

So he suddenly took a step forward, hugged them both in his arms, one on the left and one on the right, and took advantage of the moment when the two were stunned and their brains short-circuited and lost their ability to react, and pecked each of them on the face.

It’s not that I don’t want to peck the mouth, but I’m afraid that if I really get bitten, there might be hidden dangers, so I don’t have to worry about my face.

After the murder, seeing the two men becoming more and more shocked, Lynch let go and ran, diving into the dim dungeon stairs. Then he turned around and waved to the two men: "I will spend the night in there. Good night."

"Mr. Leviv, you are going too far. How can you do this?"

It was only then that Miss Diana's brain regained its ability to respond, and she let out a scream that was comparable to the howl of a banshee. The Countess covered her face with one hand, her eyes wide open, and her face flushed as she looked at Officer Natalie beside her. This was too much, how could he do this in front of her, no, how could he do this to her, it was so embarrassing.

Officer Natalie, who was being watched by her, also blushed, bit her lips hard, and her hand subconsciously touched the hilt of the sword. However, she did not look at Lynch hiding in the stairs, and her eyes secretly glanced at the petite countess beside her, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Do people in your country all have this interest?" On the top of the stairs, Dr. Sven looked at the two ladies whose faces were redder than the eyes of the infected, and said meaningfully, "He is indeed a good person. He has brains, courage, means, and he values ​​feelings. It's just that..."

The two ladies' attention had been drawn to him, and they gave him questioning looks at the right time.

"It's just not easy to divide it." The ferocious ghoul covered his mouth, his eyes narrowed with laughter, "It's not easy to ensure that each person gets half, should we divide it vertically or horizontally?"

Hiss, you are a very evil ghoul, why are people from the Third Age looking for trouble?

Officer Natalie pressed the hilt of the sword and gritted her teeth. Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "I only want the head."

"Don't say such things. It's not right." The petite countess stopped him seriously. "Mr. Lynch is so good. How can we separate his dead head from his body?"

So I have to die tonight, right? Can't you just assume that I'm still alive?

Looking at the two pairs of eyes that finally turned to him, Lynch felt the wound on his neck was extremely painful, as if his head would fall off at any time.

"Don't come over here."

He turned around and ran while shouting, rushing into a cell that had just been vacated, slamming the door shut, and then leaning against the door and laughing softly.

Then he lay down on the hay in the cell. For the safety of others, he didn't plan to go out before dawn.

"He is very responsible and does not evade his fate. He is indeed a person worthy of trust. However, he seems to be very good at avoiding another fate."

Doctor Swen smiled towards the dungeon entrance:
"Even if it's for him, I have to prepare the antidote as soon as possible. Although he definitely won't be able to use it, it's at least an extra layer of protection."

"I'll help you." Miss Diana didn't dare to look at the dark dungeon. "I also know something about the occult, so I should be able to help."

"I'll go too." Officer Natalie lingered at the door of the stairs for a while and said with a straight face, "This guy was cunning when he was alive. If he really becomes infected, it will be a huge threat. In order to prevent this from happening, although I don't know much about the occult, I can at least help with some chores. As for that cultist, are you coming?"

"Oh."

Judy, who was in a trance as usual, was easily abducted by the three women. Before the four of them left, they couldn't help but look back at the dark dungeon, and they didn't feel at ease.

But Lynch was in a relaxed mood. He lay in the stinking haystack, resting his arms comfortably on his head and looking up at the spiders crawling above his head. It felt quite novel.

Listening to the ladies upstairs leaving with grumblings, Lynch smiled knowingly and felt a sense of happiness.

Hehe, it is my luck to meet you after traveling through time and space.

It is really the blessing of my neighbors that I met you. If I really have to force a choice, wouldn’t it be contrary to the kindness of my neighbors?
I am very pious and will never do anything that goes against God's will.

That's why children make choices, but adults of course want them all.

【Um? 】

No, it's nothing, you don't have to judge.

【Okay, blasphemous scum. 】

I knew it was no good.

Lynch curled his lips and closed his eyes.

I hope I can open my eyes again. Good night, neighbor.

(End of this chapter)