Chapter 99: Apocalyptic Zombies (4)

What's your name? 'she asked kindly.

The little zombie did not answer, only frowning and staring at her gravely, his hair curling up on the top of his head, his lips pursing.

Jessica stepped back and looked at him.

This guy is amazingly clean... This year, maybe normal people are not so clean, the white coat is still white, although the pants are black, but also does not dye the feeling of fine dust.

The trousers were long enough, but there was still a small snow-white ankle exposed, and the ankle bones of the teenager were beautifully shaped, and the whole person looked... If you ignore his gray eyes, and his skin is too pale, he looks like a little model brother stepping down from a portrait.

But unfortunately, this beautiful little brother with his gray eyes is a little zombie.

Asked his name, sure enough did not get a response, Jessica mother general sigh, looking at the other side obediently standing posture, as well as innocent serious eyes, inexplicably feel like they picked up a silly son.

However, the system has said before that the debris will be sent to the door voluntarily... That's a pretty good point.

She patted the boy on the shoulder.

I wanted to pat the head, but the guy was tall and had long legs, so I had to do the next best thing: pat the shoulder. Jessica held out her arm and asked, "Look at this meat. Do you want to bite it?"

The little zombie looked at her seriously.

Jessica put her arm in front of his eyes. "Look, do you want to bite?"

Not impressed.

Looks like this little zombie piece,

Not your average low-level flesh-eating zombie.

But... If he doesn't eat people, what does he eat?

Jessica put her arms down for a moment and finally clapped her hands and pulled his wrist. "Come here."

She got back into the trailer, pulled him down on the couch, then thought about it, picked up the apple on the table, peeled it and handed it to him.

The boy gazed down at the apple.

He sat upright, with his long legs on the ground and his white hands in his lap. He looked down slightly at the apple. His gray eyes blinked quietly. He looked up at her without a word.

"Food." Jessica sighed, put the apple to her mouth and took a bite to chew it, then blinked and handed him the mouthful without changing her face.

The young man seemed to understand her only now, and raised his pale and dull eyes to look at her.

Jessica did not see his own shadow in his eyes, he lowered his eyes again, broken black hair in front of the white forehead, the teenager raised the hand on the knee, reached out to take the apple.

He took the apple gently with his long, pale fingers, but beautifully boned. He lifted his lips and bit it, but perhaps with too much force, his white teeth collided with each other and made a sound.

He blinked blankly and made a little pause.

"Bite?" Jessica subconsciously tries to lift his chin, but then realizes zombies don't feel pain.

She looked at the boy gloomily and sighed, "What are you doing so hard?" Bite gently."

The boy should have understood her words, and he bit the apple with his cheek, and after eating it, he slowly bit it again, and this time he controlled it very well, only the sound of eating the apple, and there was no sound of touching the teeth.

He took two more bites, held the apple in one hand, felt for it in his pocket with the other, and finally pulled out a crystal and handed it to Jessica.

Jessica stayed for a moment.

The teenager's pale fingers hold the crystals, the beautiful refracting surface against his skin, and the beautiful knuckles give a kind of indescribable beauty.

Jessica took the crystal blankly. "What is it?"

She remembered what she had seen before. "Is this from a zombie?"

The boy bit the apple and winked at her.

Jessica had to bang her head and dig.

The boy nodded suddenly.

He finished the apple, watching the thin lips about to bite the core, Jessica quickly stopped, "Don't eat this, give it to me."

The young man stopped, let go of his hand to her, then turned his head to look around, didn't find what he wanted, then turned his head to wink at Jessica, raised his pale fingers, and whispered: "Roar."

Jessica saw the juice on his hands and pulled out a tissue to help him wipe it off. The teenager looked down at her movements until his fingers were clean and he lowered his eyes.

His grey pupils were fixed on the crystal nuclei in her hand, and he cocked his head slightly, looking at her in bewilderment.

"I won't eat it, but later." Jessica had to coax him to put the nucleus aside.

This thing is very precious. There are not many people who have discovered the secret of the Crystal core, and not every zombie has a crystal core, generally speaking, it should only be a very small number of high level zombies.

The use of the nucleus is not yet known, but there is no doubt that it will be of great use in the future.

Jessica thought for a moment and handed the crystal core to the teenager again, "Put it here, I can't take it."

The little zombie vaguely looked down at the crystal core in his hand, and stared at her with his lips compressed, his frown slightly unhappy, and his lips pressed in silence.

Jessica winked, "No, I'll ask for it later."

The boy blinked at her for a moment, then lowered his lips and put the nucleus into his pocket.

When he had done so, he raised his gray pupils as if hoping to reassure her, blinked gently, and pointed to his pocket.

Jessica couldn't help but smile and nod.

The young man stopped moving again and looked at her for a moment with his grey pupils open. He raised his hand vaguely and pressed the dull hair on the top of his head. His beautiful eyes blinked slightly and gave a low voice.

Jessica pursed her lips and smiled, tentatively reaching out to touch him. Her fingers touched the cheek of the little zombie, but the touch was strange, like smooth and soft skin, but inexplicably very cold, like cold marshmallow...

This analogy seems slightly strange.

Jessica is curious to gently pinch, obviously soft cheek, but some pinch not move, this experience is also very wonderful - however, since the other party is a zombie, the skin characteristics are different is also normal.

The little zombie looked at her silently.

He didn't fight back when he was pinched in the face, just like when he walked around the corner of the RV, was pinned down by the girl, and the dagger was poking at the side of his neck, and this guy was speechless, and he didn't fight back, like a little fool.

Jessica sighed and touched the soft, pale face of the little fool. The other person's long fingers were seriously placed on his lap. He turned his eyes to stare at her, and his lips were silent.

"Well, you stay here and I'll drive up front." Jessica made her decision, and then told her uneasily, "You can't destroy things, okay? Be nice and don't touch."

She said, ready to get up to leave, but the person behind him froze for a moment, the small zombie sitting on the sofa, but subconsciously followed up, Jessica took a step, he followed a step behind.

Jessica looked back, wondering.