flstandardbreds Chapter 173 Mr. Zombie's Little Tricks
Chapter 173 Mr. Zombie's Little Tricks
Since the tent belongs to someone else, it must have been lived in or lain in by someone else.
Mr. Zombie's OCD kicked in, and he used his water powers to wash himself inside and out. If Meng Xiaoyou hadn't been quick enough to snatch the small stove, who knows what insane things he might have done.
She looked wary. "I want to know, what exactly did you talk about?"
How infuriating! Knowing that mushrooms are curious, they still carried mushrooms and crickets on their backs.
Having failed to clean the stove, Mr. Zombie felt an itch all over his body, even his bones. He regretfully withdrew his supernatural powers, slightly bent his knees, and rested his chin on his hand. "If you want to know, you can agree to one condition."
Meng Xiaoyou: "???"
Her pupils dilated in shock. No, she was just asking a question, and now she had to agree to a condition?
Damn it, why didn't he just rob it?
"If you don't want to know, forget it."
Before Mushroom could finish thinking, the man pretended to turn around and go to sleep. Meng Xiaoyou quickly put the stove aside and grabbed one of his arms.
This man was made of something unfathomable; apart from his lips, his entire body was hard as a board. Grabbing his arm felt like grasping a cold, hard block of ice.
His temperature is a little better now, but it's still not a normal body temperature.
Moreover, Meng Xiaoyou's hands were a bit small, and she couldn't hold them with one hand, so she simply held his arm with both hands and gently shook it, her voice soft and coquettish, "As long as it's not too outrageous, I promise you, hurry up and say it."
Her curiosity rivals that of a cat; if you don't let her know something, she'll be agonizing for days, even ordering the corpse to be whipped. It's like a monkey scratching its heart, making it unbearable.
Having obtained the "get-out-of-jail-free card" he wanted, Mr. Zombie felt no remorse for bullying the little fool. He smiled broadly, his fangs barely visible.
"I told it that if it behaves, I'll give it a high-level zombie crystal core and ask it to come back and check on it regularly." If it doesn't behave, then I'll take the zombie crystal core from its brain.
Meng Xiaoyou didn't know the second half of Mr. Zombie's threat; she only heard the first few sentences. Her face fell, and she sullenly said, "So I'm not even as good as that broken crystal core."
Mr. Zombie teased her without blinking, "Well, after all, you can't tame a little zombie. But don't be sad, at least in my eyes, you're more important than the crystal core."
No mushroom dislikes hearing kind words; even a slightly depressed mushroom instantly felt much better.
Pei Sinian was better.
"Alright, what conditions do you want?" Since Mushroom was in a good mood, Pei Sinian got his way.
Pei Sinian remained calm: "I haven't thought about it yet, we'll talk about it later. Don't worry, I won't eat you."
Meng Xiaoyou took it as a joke, hummed at him twice, and went off to play.
She broke off her friendship with Pei Sinian while underground, and was so tired from the breakup that she simply used Pei Sinian as a pillow to sleep. Now, she can't fall asleep.
So he started to examine the tent, tapped the heat insulation panel at the bottom, and looked up at the stars. Looking at the twinkling stars, he thought of the ice mushroom that Pei Sinian had given him. He opened his spatial bubble and rummaged around, finally taking it out and playing with it in his hand.
Another green light lit up inside the bubble space. Could it be... her level?
Meng Xiaoyou seemed to be deep in thought. Of the ten lights, five were lit. If this was a ranking system, then the upper limit of human superpowers might be level ten...
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her fingertip, as if something had bitten her. She quickly pulled her hand back and looked closely; there was a blood droplet on it.
She was dumbfounded.
"Pei Sinian? Something bit me?"
The entire bubble space was controlled by Meng Xiaoyou, and everything inside was stored by her; there were no living creatures inside.
She actually got bitten in her own space?
Sweet-smelling blood spread through the cramped space of the tent. Pei Sinian, used to suppressing his appetite, clenched his fangs, gripped her slender wrist with his large hand, lowered his brows, and saw the slowly seeping red. The fragrance in his nostrils became even stronger.
After becoming a level 5 zombie, Meng Xiaoyou became even sweeter and more attractive to zombies than before.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Disinfectant, cotton swabs, band-aids, and then find out what this is..."
Mushroom quickly rummaged through her things. She was so frustrated to be injured in her own space. She obediently handed Pei Sinian one hand, asking him to help disinfect and apply medicine, while she rummaged around in her space with the other hand.
Whether it was an illusion or not, the sixth light above Dave's head flashed once, but when he looked again, there was no further movement.
She tried to remove the door and the mushroom itself, but neither the door nor the mushroom moved.
Her fingertips burned with pain. She knew Pei Sinian was applying medicine, so she didn't dare to look. She lowered her head and searched the space, but couldn't find the culprit. She couldn't help but wonder, "The shovel is gone. There's no sharp object that could cut my hand."
Pei Sinian pinched the edge of the band-aid with his slender fingers and put it on her, his sharp gaze fixed on her bubble.
Can I touch it?
"Huh? Why don't you try?" The space should be a hidden thing, but Meng Xiaoyou felt that she and Pei Sinian were inseparable, since Pei Sinian usually put the things inside in there anyway.
With permission, Mr. Zombie moved closer and placed his hand on the bubble.
When the space bubble opens, it's like watching a surveillance camera; everything inside appears to shrink. Meng Xiaoyou can take out whatever she sees with a thought, but she prefers to take it out like reaching into her pocket.
So she fell for it. It was Pei Sinian's first time touching her space, and the touch was quite novel. It was soft, just like the space's owner, and she didn't reject him.
He wouldn't allow any potential dangers around the little fool. His handsome face was serious, his brows were furrowed, his glasses reflected a sharp light, and his eyes, like ultraviolet rays, scanned the child carefully.
They searched every nook and cranny... their hands followed the search.
Finally, Leng Bai's cold fingertips rested on the cap of the purple mushroom, and pressed down on the top of the round cap.
"I think there's something wrong with this thing; it might have bitten you."
The timid mushroom felt a chill run down its spine, along with a strong sense of crisis. The tuft of hair on its head stood up, slowly forming a string of question marks: ???