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"If I were eaten, wouldn't that be just what you want?"

Song Mingtao shouted loudly while pulling my arm hard.

"I'm not crazy, why should I watch you die?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud and mocked him mercilessly.

"Didn't you want to kill me yesterday? Why did you change your mind today?"

Hearing this, Song Mingtao became strangely angry. His face turned red and he shouted at me.

"Who made you look like a bad person?"

"Do you know what you looked like when I picked you up?"

"The clothes were torn and tattered, covered in blood, and there were some strange fleshy threads on them."

"Do you think you look like a good person like that?"

My breath was choked and I couldn't speak. At that time, I had eaten the monster and my body was covered in blood. I really didn't look like a good person.

"Then why do you think I'm a good person now?"

Song Mingtao was stunned when he heard this, then looked at me helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Because... you actually want to help me solve the problem."

"You are not a good person, but a stupid good person."

I was a little unhappy, looked at Song Mingtao sideways, and emphasized solemnly.

"Being a good person doesn't have to be associated with stupidity."

Song Mingtao did not continue this topic. Instead, he looked at me seriously, his eyes were deep and his voice was a little confused.

"Aren't you tired of living like this?"

"..."

I stared at Song Mingtao in a daze. It seemed like he was the first person to ask me this question after such a long time. After a moment of silence, I said casually.

"I have nothing to do anyway."

Are you tired? Of course I am very tired.

I have an immortal body, but an immortal body is just immortal, and it will eventually feel tired.

Especially after seeing so many separations and deaths and human tragedies, who would not feel tired?

I pushed Song Mingtao away, took off the last short-sleeved shirt on my body, and talked to myself without looking at him.

"You can call me a hypocrite, but I don't care. No one forces me to do that."

"I just wanted to do it."

After saying that, I strode forward, shook off Song Mingtao's pursuit, and jumped straight into the water. The clear lake water parted in front of me, the sounds in my ears faded instantly, and Song Mingtao's roar became blurred.

I dived straight to the bottom of the lake, and the devastated lake bottom appeared in my sight again.

At the bottom of the lake, a female zombie was squatting with her eyes dazed and motionless.

I think that cerebral palsy god must be very satisfied with his work.

According to Song Mingtao, this zombie had been at the bottom of the lake for almost ten years, but her body showed no signs of decay.

When I swam to the bottom of the lake, I found that the zombie had an iron chain tied around its body. No wonder it hadn't crawled out for so many years. I stretched out my hands, grabbed the female zombie's shoulders, and then swam upwards with all my strength.

If it weren't for this physical enhancement, there would be no way I could bring this female zombie up.

I dragged the female zombie effortlessly and swam all the way to the shore. Song Mingtao on the shore looked anxious, especially when he saw that the female zombie's mouth was only a fist away from my hand, he subconsciously picked up an iron rod.

I don’t know whether he wanted to hit me or the zombies.

With a bang, I threw the female zombie onto the shore. The chains tied around her body loosened immediately after she was thrown to the ground. The female zombie quickly stood up, let out a low growl, and pounced directly towards Song Mingtao.

However, the moment she moved, I clamped her neck tightly with my arms from behind. The female zombie struggled frantically, staring at Song Mingtao with her eyes, and making meaningless shouts.

The female zombie struggled violently and tirelessly. If I hadn't strengthened my body, I probably wouldn't have been able to control her. This is one of the reasons why I haven't tried to convert other zombies.

Not every zombie is as stupid as Tongtong and actively comes to me.

"What are you standing there for? Get out of her sight."

In the midst of my roar, the foolish Song Mingtao finally reacted, but he still did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at me with an extremely strange look and whispered.

"Why didn't she bite you?"

My patience was exhausted, so I simply ignored Song Mingtao and forcibly hugged the female zombie's neck, making her turn around with her back to Song Mingtao. Then, I held the female zombie's neck with one hand and quickly put the other hand to my mouth, bit my finger, and roughly stuffed my finger into the female zombie's mouth.

The moment I bit my finger, the female zombie began to struggle frantically, as if there was some taste in my blood that the zombies hated, but I still forced my finger into her mouth.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred.

I saw that the female zombie who was struggling violently in the last second suddenly lost all her strength and dropped her head. I loosened my arms in some surprise, and the female zombie instantly collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

This scene made me frown deeply. Tongtong didn’t react like this at that time. What went wrong?

I clearly remember that Tongtong did not struggle at that time, nor did she show signs of exhaustion like she does now. Moreover, as the female zombie gasped heavily, her chest began to rise and fall slightly.

Is she... breathing?

But, but...it took a long time before Tongtong was able to breathe like a human being.

What exactly is the problem?

Suddenly, a warm breath gently hit my earlobe, and a soft and charming voice whispered in my ear.

“There are only ten places.”

This is...Tongtong's voice.

I turned around suddenly, and a touch of pure white quietly passed through my pupils. "Tongtong" was wearing a white dress, standing quietly in the wind, smiling sweetly.

It's that damn cerebral palsy god.

The Goddess of Cerebral Palsy put her hands behind her back and gently stood on her right foot, looking like a young girl. Her body was illusory, like mist that would dissipate at any time. As always, she spoke softly with that smile that made me hate her so much.

When I saw the God of Cerebral Palsy, the sound of wind around me suddenly stopped, and the falling leaves stopped in the air.

Time stopped flowing.

I looked at the goddess with cerebral palsy and discovered sadly that I seemed to have gotten used to her suddenly appearing in my life from time to time.

"What do you mean by ten places?"

Upon hearing this, the God of Cerebral Palsy pursed his lips slightly, and like a quiet girl, he smiled without showing his teeth and spoke softly.

"Idiot, there are only ten zombies that can be transformed by your blood."

"Once the quota is used up, your blood will no longer work on zombies."

When he said this, the Cerebral Palsy God pretentiously bent his fingers, frowned, and spoke softly as if he was talking to himself.

"Oh, you've already used two."

"So now there are only eight left."

Hearing this, I was still confused and couldn't help but step forward and ask loudly.

"Why? Why set such a strange restriction?"

When the God of Cerebral Palsy heard this, he looked at me meaningfully and said in a low voice.

"One day, you'll understand."

"How well I have treated you."

After saying that, the figure of the God of Cerebral Palsy dissipated and disappeared from my sight, and time began to flow again.

At this moment, the female zombie finally stopped breathing and seemed to have recovered a little. She raised her head slightly and looked at the doubtful Song Mingtao in the distance, her lips slightly opened.

"Ming...Tao?"

Chapter 88: Tongtong’s Specialness

"Ming...Tao?"

Just two short words made me feel creepy. A chill that penetrated deep into my bones instantly enveloped my whole body. My pupils shrank and I felt dizzy. Song Mingtao's surprised shouts and sobs faded in my ears, leaving only a roar and buzzing sound.

What the hell does this happen?

My face turned pale and I staggered back. My fists suddenly clenched and my mind went blank.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.

The woman in front of him, both in terms of recovery speed and memory after waking up, were completely different from Tongtong's performance.

The most important thing is that this woman obviously retained her memories before becoming a zombie, but after Tongtong woke up, she was like a blank sheet of paper, so clean that it made people feel distressed.

What is Tongtong’s origin?

The doubts that I had ignored in the past suddenly became clear and could not be ignored at this moment.

Why, when the God of Cerebral Palsy first appeared, did he use Tongtong's body as a possession?

Why, in the following time, the God of Cerebral Palsy never used the flesh as a possession again?

Why would the God of Cerebral Palsy... appear in the form of Tongtong?

How special is Tongtong?

Is she related to that god with cerebral palsy?

All these questions made my mind confused, my breathing became difficult, and my brain was like a ball of paste, all mixed together. All kinds of disturbing assumptions made me almost crazy.

I felt like a fish on shore, unable to breathe or think.

While I was confused, Song Mingtao on the other side excitedly hugged his wife, cried and poured out his heart.

I was standing on the side, feeling distraught and as if I had lost my heart. I was in a daze, like a walking corpse.

After a long time, Song Mingtao, who had calmed down, finally noticed that something was wrong with me. He carefully helped his wife up and called me softly.

"Su Li, are you okay?"

Hearing this, I woke up as if from a dream, gasping for breath, looking panicked. I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my hand and whispered to Song Mingtao.

"I am fine."

Song Mingtao naturally refused to believe it. When he wanted to say something else, I took the lead, gently waved my hand and spoke in a low voice.

"Leave me alone, okay."

Hearing this, Song Mingtao, who was hesitant to speak, had to nod slightly. He supported his somewhat weak wife. I couldn't help but look back at the woman.

She looked frail, unlike Tongtong at that time, who had the extraordinary strength to easily lift a car.

Even if I am deceiving myself, all these signs are suggesting to me that Tongtong is definitely not an ordinary person, and may even be related to that cerebral palsy god.

Song Mingtao helped his wife walk into the house, and I was the only one left in the field.

I held my forehead with both hands, found a place and sat on the shore. I tried my best to calm myself down, but it was of no use.

Tongtong's little face keeps appearing in my mind, and can't be erased. Her joys and sorrows, her gentleness, her clumsiness, and the warmth she brings to me.

I have never been a smart person. On the contrary, I am a very contradictory fool who always likes to think too much.

But no matter how I thought about it, even if I guessed Tongtong's identity in the worst way, I still couldn't feel any dislike towards Tongtong.

Just like that, I sat by the lake like a fool, letting time pass slowly.

Before we knew it, the clouds on the dome gathered and dispersed, with no shape anywhere. The dazzling sun rose from the horizon all the way to the center, and finally set in the west.

When the golden sunset glowed on the sparkling lake, I slowly came back to my senses from the tangle that I could not untie.

A gentle breeze blew by, and I looked at my reflection in the water and let out a long sigh.

No matter what the outcome is, I still have to go and see Tongtong. I believe that as long as I see Tongtong, everything will have an answer.

It's so sad that my whole life has been nothing but dancing in the hands of that cerebral palsy god.

I slowly stood up, stopped thinking about the confusing truth, turned around and walked towards the wooden house in the distance, step by step, in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Now, I have to do what I should do.

However, when I walked into the wooden house, a small figure suddenly rushed over and hugged me.