Stop Chasing the Sick Boss of Quick Transmigration Raiders

Chapter 270: The Clingy Zombies of the End Times (19)
After he personally released the zombie virus, he called Wen Xiao to the bedside and said his last words word for word.

"I hate this world," the man looked at the ceiling absently, with a dazed expression, "I hate humans...Xiao Xiao, how can this world survive? Humans are greedy, selfish, and do not hesitate to harm their companions to satisfy themselves desires... what a stupid race."

"Xiao Xiao, you have to watch for Dad, see how the world is destroyed, see how ugly human nature can be, and see how those people in high positions cry and beg for mercy from a small virus of……"

Thinking of this, Wen Xiao sighed deeply, a trace of helplessness flashed across her eyes.

A person in a high position will always be in a high position, and the first to be hurt is always the ordinary people at the bottom.

Unfortunately, it is too late to say this now.

Wen Yi was the leader in developing viruses at that time, and the information he left behind must have properties that can eliminate zombies.

Wen Xiao tossed and turned on the bed for a while, but couldn't fall asleep, so she got out of bed and took a walk to relax her nerves.

Unknowingly, she wandered into the laboratory, but the lights were on in the usually dark laboratory. Wen Xiao glanced in suspiciously, and saw Fu Yuan standing in front of the experimental equipment, not knowing what he was doing.

"Xiao Yuanyuan?" Wen Xiao called him softly, "Why didn't you go to rest?"

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Wen Xiao, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Wen Xiao frowned, and looked behind him suspiciously.

In the crystal coffin, a man's body was floating in the nutrient solution. Bubbles would appear from the tip of his nose from time to time, as if he was sleeping.

"What are you doing?" Wen Xiao looked at Fu Yuan's hand that had just been retracted, feeling something was wrong, "Why are you using the experimental equipment..."

"Who is he?" The man's deep voice sounded in the room, Fu Yuan looked straight at Wen Xiao, and asked with complicated eyes, "When I left, he wasn't there yet."

Wen Xiao's heart tightened and she smiled coquettishly, thinking about how to explain to Fu Yuan.

This person was brought in by the original owner to train him to be a capable subordinate. If Wen Xiao came here a few days later, a new generation of zombie kings might be born.

"It's just a zombie with good physical fitness. It's nothing." Wen Xiao approached Fu Yuan and wanted to pull him away. "It's very late, go back and rest."

"He is very important to you, isn't he?" Fu Yuan avoided her hand and looked at Wen Xiao with burning eyes, "He has a mark on his chest, and I recognize that mark."

The man suddenly tore off his shirt, revealing his strong chest, and a clear "W" appeared in front of Wen Xiao's eyes.

Wen Xiao blinked her eyes, thinking about how to explain to Fu Yuan.

"Is there something wrong with me?" Fu Yuan approached Wen Xiao step by step, and said softly, "Do you want me anymore? Did he come to replace me?"

"No, no..." Wen Xiao waved his hands again and again, but couldn't give any reasonable explanation... After all, the one in the crystal coffin was indeed used to replace Fu Yuan...

Seeing her like this, Fu Yuan felt more and more irritable. For some reason, ever since Wen Xiao found him outside, he was more and more likely to have some emotions beyond his comprehension...

For example, now, he just wants to hold the girl in his arms, and then find a way to make her happy.

　again. . .It's late, a mouthful of old blood
　　
　
(End of this chapter)