flstandardbreds Chapter 182 Resurrection from the Dead
Chapter 182 Resurrection from the Dead
After sending the housekeeper away, Yan Wanwan was about to investigate who had done this when the fat man's cries suddenly rang out in her ears. Filled with doubt, she connected to the apocalypse. Instantly, the fat man's clamoring voice came over: "Boss, are you okay? Why can't I contact you lately? I'm so worried!"
Yan Wanwan frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "When did you contact me? I have no recollection of that."
The fat man's voice was filled with anxiety and grievance, and he spoke quickly: "I've been contacting you every day for the past month! Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, without missing a single day. Every day I called you at the top of my lungs, but you didn't respond at all. I thought something serious had happened to you, and I was so worried that I couldn't sleep!"
As he spoke, the fat man's voice became a little hoarse, and then he could not suppress sobbing, which was the emotional release after worrying.
Yan Wanwan's heart trembled suddenly, and a touch of emotion welled up in her heart. She whispered to comfort him, "I did encounter some troubles a few days ago. Maybe I didn't hear from you at that time, so I made you worried."
The fat man sobbed a few times in response, his tone full of relief at having survived a disaster: [I'm glad you're okay. I'm completely relieved that you're safe. By the way, Boss, I prepared some goodies for you. Can you accept them?]
"Prepared for me?"
Yan Wanwan was stunned, and her consciousness instantly passed through. She saw all kinds of supplies neatly stacked beside the fat man, including food for survival and weapons for self-defense in the apocalypse. Each item was filled with the fat man's heavy heart.
"Boss, do you think you can use these things? If you can, send them over immediately." The fat man said, wiping his tears. "Four Eyes is dead, and I only have you left, Boss. You must not get hurt!"
It was as if a warm stream was flowing quietly through Yan Wanwan's heart. Just as she was about to open her mouth to express her true feelings, her heart suddenly shrank as if it were hit by a heavy hammer. At that moment, it seemed as if the blood in her body was going against its normal flow and rushing back wildly.
A chill quickly spread from the tailbone to the whole body, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on the back in an instant, and the sticky feeling clung to the skin.
Her mind was in a mess, and she was full of vigilance in the confusion, staring at the grieving fat man.
He had never told Fatty even a little bit of the secret that he could see through all the scenes of the end of the world, but at this moment, Fatty made him see those things. What kind of ulterior motive was hidden behind this?
Her eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at everything in front of her, and she thought to herself: This is the second time he has been testing me indirectly, what exactly does he want to do?
She was silent for a moment, her face full of helplessness, and slowly said: "I can't see what's going on over there, so I can only communicate with you through voice."
The fat man sniffed hard, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, and asked eagerly: "Can you pass these things over?"
Yan Wanwan refused again without hesitation: "No, this should be a one-way channel. It can only receive, not transmit."
Hearing this, the fat man became anxious and raised his voice: [What should we do? Boss, you've helped us so much, we can't just not help you at all!]
Yan Wanwan was speechless for a moment, her mind frantically thinking about the fat man's abnormal behavior. She knew that she could no longer deal with it so defenselessly.
After a brief silence, she pretended to be calm and said, "Don't worry. Supplies are already in short supply in the end times. Keep them for your own protection."
The fat man seemed to have been hit on a sore spot, and his voice rose a few notches: [But Boss, we have enough reserves now, and we want to help you!]
Yan Wanwan sneered and thought to herself, I haven't heard him say that there are plenty of supplies before, but now he is so anxious, which makes it even more suspicious.
But she said, "I appreciate your kindness, but the most important thing is that we all live well."
The fat man hesitated to speak, [Boss...]
Yan Wanwan took a deep breath, a look of apology on her face, and said, "I'm so sorry. If there's nothing else, I'll go first. Things are really chaotic here lately. I'll contact you later."
After she finished speaking, she prepared to leave. As she was about to leave, she remembered something and turned back to say seriously, "You guys just hold on for a while longer with the supplies. I'll definitely find a way to collect more for you guys later."
After saying this, Yan Wanwan decisively cut off contact with the end of the world.
However, her consciousness still remained in that apocalyptic space. She saw the fat man with a flushed face, shouting madly at the plants on the table, his voice hoarse with anger.
Finally, he completely lost his mind. In a rage of shame and shame, he suddenly reached out and swept the plant off the table. The flowerpot shattered to the ground, the soil splashed everywhere, and the broken branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground.
A clear yet sharp and piercing sound penetrated the plants and went straight into Yan Wanwan's ears.
"How could she be so cold-hearted? She still wants to lie to me! Doesn't she feel any remorse for killing you?"
Yan Wanwan frowned subconsciously, feeling confused. Why did he say such strange things? Who was he?
However, before she could figure out what was going on, an unexpected figure appeared before her. A dark shadow staggered out from the corner, and it was... Four Eyes!
Yan Wanwan was stunned. Hadn't he been eaten to death by the zombies?
Four Eyes stumbled, finally reaching the fat man's side. His voice was filled with anxiety and resentment: "You should believe it now! It was her who secretly colluded with the Zombie King and killed me first. You'll be next. After that, the whole base will suffer!"
The fat man shook his head repeatedly, not wanting to hear him continue. He said firmly: [Impossible! The base has always belonged to the boss. How could she possibly destroy it?]
A dark green light flashed in Four Eyes's eyes, and he let out a strange cackle. His expression was filled with utter determination as he spoke: "Because she hates it. She hates the humans for forcing her into a desperate situation. She hates the base for using her as a sacrifice, sending her out to perish alongside the Zombie King."
The fat man took a step back in shock at Four Eyes' words, his face filled with disbelief. "What do you mean? Didn't the boss volunteer?"
"Haha! If it weren't for the desire to show her righteousness, do you think she would have sacrificed her life to perish alongside the Zombie King?" Four Eyes' face was filled with a coldness I'd never seen before. "Besides, she had just recently colluded with the Zombie King to siege several of our bases. This is all true. If I hadn't turned into a zombie, I wouldn't have known she was behind all this."
Yan Wanwan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Four Eyes came back to life. It turned out that he had turned into a zombie.
But...why doesn't he have the aura of a zombie?