Love seemed to know what she was thinking, and there was a bitter sneer on her lips: "Two years ago, I was betrayed to a half-beast by the same kind, and I was a slave for two years. I lived in dire straits. I tried to commit suicide countless times. I just wanted to
I was freed from the painful days, but unfortunately I never succeeded. It was Mr.
brow."
She admires individualism so strongly that Xiahou Huan'er twitched her lips slightly, feeling somewhat sympathetic to her past, "I'm sorry for reminding you of unpleasant memories."
Love shook her head, with a relieved smile on her face: "It's okay, miss, let's have some porridge. Master Xing said you are human, so I think you should like fresh food."
Xiahou Huan'er sat on the dining chair, holding the bowl of rice-scented porridge, her hands trembling a little with emotion.
With his eyes shining, he exaggeratedly said: "The word "like" can no longer express my excitement at the moment."
After saying that, she picked up a small spoon and carefully served the porridge. When she saw shredded meat inside, she paused and asked cautiously: "What kind of meat is this?"
"This is pheasant meat, what's wrong?" Love asked in confusion.
Xiahou Huan'er laughed dryly, made an exaggerated expression of coveting, and said: "It's nothing, pheasant, it's great, I love it to death."
He|Damn it, she had seen so many things about consuming human flesh and drinking blood here that she felt a shadow in her heart. She was always afraid of accidentally eating human flesh.
"If you like it, miss, eat more." Seeing that she liked it, Love showed a happy smile on her face.
While eating, Xiahou Huan'er nodded and praised her for her good cooking skills, fresh ingredients, sufficient heat, and sweet and delicious taste.
If someone has a short mouth, she will not be stingy with praise.
After finishing three bowls neatly, she wiped the corners of her mouth with unsatisfied taste.
Looking at Love packing her things, she put her hand on her chin and asked: "Love, do you know where Mr. Xing went?
Love shook her head: "He didn't say."
"Oh." With a personality like his, it's unlikely that he would tell others his whereabouts casually, but I wonder where else could he go besides the zombie camp?
Xiahou Huan'er shrugged and stood up with a cane.
Love immediately stepped forward to help her up and asked: "Miss, where are you going?"
"As long as I have crutches, you don't need to help me. I'll go to the study to find some information. Just go and do whatever you need to do." This world is still unfamiliar to her, and she doesn't know when she can go back, she thought.
It’s better to learn more about it while you have time.
"Okay, if you need anything, miss, just ask me." After Love said that, she went to do her work.
Xiahou Huan'er came to the study room on crutches.
The study room is very large, with many bookshelves divided into categories, and each bookshelf is filled with books.
On the desk, there are two ultra-thin advanced notebooks. Damn, since they don’t need to be plugged in, they are equipped with permanent energy ore power supplies.
She sat down in the office chair, opened one of the laptops, and the monitor prompted her to enter her password.
She pressed a set of numbers at random, and the notebook immediately vibrated, and a bloody and terrifying zombie-eating animation suddenly flashed on the monitor.
Xiahou Huan'er was startled, and then cursed: "Damn, what the hell, it's scary."
I clicked a few times on the notebook casually with my fingertips, and the notebook made a sizzling sound of electricity, and suddenly a sharp voice came out: "Hacker intrusion, hacker intrusion..."
