So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

Chapter 125 Little Flower Tames the Loyal Zombie King (6)

The past was painful, so what needs to be severed is the past, not the future.

You had no choice in the past, but the future is entirely in your own hands.

The girl's voice was soft, yet every word struck his heart.

In the first twenty-five years of Qi Heng's life, no one had ever said such things to him, or even spoken to him properly.

As far back as he can remember, his life had always consisted of a dark and gloomy laboratory, and lab technicians coming and going in protective suits.

The father, Qi Yuan, was a madman obsessed with research, and the mother suffered from various injections over the years.

He doesn't know how he got through all these years and got to where he is today.

On the day the laboratory was destroyed, he was even somewhat relieved, relieved that it was finally all over.

But at the last second, he still managed to escape with the serum and formula that Qi Yuan had desperately protected.

It wasn't that I wanted to do any good deeds; it was probably just a lingering desire to see the outside world.

Over the past few years, Qi Heng has traveled to almost every place, encountering all kinds of zombies and humans with all sorts of faces.

These experiences made him increasingly disappointed with this terrible world, and he even vaguely regretted escaping.

Before today, his goal was to find Chu Hua, the leader of the northern base, and hand over the serum to her.

Based on what he knew, Chu Hua was exceptionally capable and was indeed the most suitable candidate.

However, just a few hours earlier, he had met Chu Yu in that abandoned warehouse.

At that moment, he overturned all his previous ideas.

I still think this world is absolutely terrible, but I met you, and that made me willing to forgive it.

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Qi Heng held the person quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

"Qi Heng?"

"Ok?"

"I'm hungry—"

The man paused, his tone tinged with helplessness, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

What can you do?

Qi Heng picked her up, then turned around and gently placed her on the sofa before walking towards the kitchen.

Unwilling to give up after not getting an answer, the little girl put on her shoes and ran into the kitchen.

What are you going to cook for me?

The man rummaged through the cupboard for a while, then took out two pots and several bowls and plates and placed them on the counter.

After doing all this, he leaned against the kitchen counter with a half-smile and said, "Have you seen Hannibal Lecter? Want to try it?"

Chu Yu: "..."

Seeing the little girl's face change in an instant, Qi Heng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He reached out and gently ruffled her soft hair, his voice soft and low: "Just kidding, how could I bear to?"

After pausing, he composed himself and said, "There's really not much I can do. I didn't have the opportunity to learn before. I'll cook you some noodles today, and I'll learn gradually in the future. I can learn to cook anything you want to eat, okay?"

The man was tall and robust; even when he leaned against her, he was still much taller than her.

Chu Yu tilted her head back to meet his serious expression and replied with a smile, "Okay."

She hadn't expected him to cook anything delicious.

Which of these titles—"Monster escaped from the laboratory" or "Zombie King with half-human genes"—sounds like someone who can cook?

Qi Heng skillfully and quickly made two bowls of braised noodles. They didn't look particularly appetizing, but they smelled very appetizing.

When the food was served, the little girl, who had been forced to sit at the table to wait for her meal, placed her two little hands obediently on the table and looked at him expectantly—at the bowl in his hands.

He chuckled and asked, "Is your sister starving you?"

It should be just past lunchtime, so why does the little girl look like she hasn't eaten for days?

Chu Yu sat on the stool, swinging her fair legs, and took the bowl the man handed her. She explained in a serious tone, "You don't understand how happy it is for a working person to be able to eat on time!"

The man looked puzzled. "Working class?"

"Yes, I work at a medical center, so how can I not be considered a working person?"

As Chu Yu spoke, she picked up a mouthful of noodles with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"Wow! Qi Heng! Your braised noodles are really good!"

The little girl's pretty face beamed with joy and satisfaction as she ate her favorite food, and her doe-like eyes sparkled as she looked at him.

Qi Heng was illuminated by that smile; his heart, which had been immersed in the abyss for many years, finally found the moon shining on him.

He suddenly heard a strange yet familiar voice resounding deep within his heart—

“I dreamt of a flower seller who, empty-handed, told me, ‘You can only see roses if you feel happy first.’”

"The moment I met you, I saw roses blooming all over the mountains."

When Chu Yu heard this, she stopped eating her noodles and looked at the man sitting opposite her with a questioning gaze.

This is not something Qi Heng would say.

He was imprisoned for so many years, and when he got out, it was already the end of the world...

"You, what did you just say?"

Qi Heng was also surprised by the words he had blurted out.

But he didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't very well say that he heard a voice in his head saying those words and then repeated them as if possessed, could he?

[Host, good news! The Supreme God has ended his seclusion!]

Chu Yu's heart skipped a beat when she heard what Xiao Naigao said. It's no wonder she was overthinking it; the timing was just too coincidental.

Qi Heng had just said those words to her, and now Little Milk Cake is saying that the Lord God has returned?

Before she could figure it out, Little Milk Cake's miserable voice rang out again—

[Waaaaah, the Supreme God was furious after seeing that I teleported you to the apocalyptic world! Help, Chu Chu!]

Chu Yu, unaware of the situation, asked: "Why are you angry?"

【I don't know either. I just got dragged to the office and lectured for ages. I think it's because there are too many dangerous factors here?】

That's right. The previous few small worlds were at least stable and safe environments, but this time we've come directly to a zombie world full of dangers.

But what does this have to do with the Supreme God?

Chu Yu's suspicion grew stronger.

[Host, the Supreme God has just granted you a few items, which have already been placed in your storage space!]

When Little Milk Cake mentioned this, she realized that the mission had gone too smoothly, causing her to barely look at what props she had.

Since we're on the topic, she might as well take a look at her little space.

It wouldn't have mattered if you hadn't looked, but once you did, it was quite something.

When I checked the newbie gift pack before, it was just a small storage shelf. When did it turn into a storage room?

[This storage space was upgraded for you by the Supreme God! He also told me to fill it up with all the things inside.]

Chu Yu fell silent as she looked at the space filled with food, medicine, and various props.

[By the way, host, the original owner's ability was healing, but the Supreme God just helped you unlock a spatial ability, which is shared with this small space in the system.]

Chu Yu: "?"

And this kind of operation?

Little Milk Cake was even more puzzled than her. The Supreme God had finally recovered and had done so much for the host, yet he was going back to seclusion for a while longer.

Why is that?

——oo——

My little ones, I work two night shifts a week, but I'll try my best to post twice a week on the other days!

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