No. 1 was imprisoned in the vessel again, and constant experiments...extracting blood finally aroused the bloodthirsty and darkness in his heart. He incited zombies and aliens to destroy the base of the Children of Destiny...
He began to hate humans extremely...
Jiang Tingting heard this and stopped listening, because No. 1 hugged her arm and acted coquettishly with her with those extremely penetrating eyes...
"Dad."
"..."
The 1.8-meter-tall boy held her arm and called her daddy? No matter how perverted Jiang Tingting was, he still couldn't stand it.
"Ahem, I'm not your father."
No. 1 frowned, let go and then hugged her tightly, pursed her thin lips:
"No, you are!"
"You have the smell that I like, you must be."
"??"
Jiang Tingting doesn’t feel like she smells anything.
The boy was like a large dog, clinging to her and refusing to let go. After she shook her off several times, he clung to her again. This was no zombie king, this was clearly the reincarnation of the rice cake spirit...
Jiang Tingting walked out of the supermarket. The boy behind her was holding a big bag of food and smiling brightly. If he had a tail, he would be shaking very hard.
"Dad..."
"Don't call me daddy, call me sister!!"
Jiang Tingting is guilty. If she had known that the young man in front of her was innocent and didn't understand anything, she would not have said "Daddy".
No. 1 pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved.
"Sister..."
"Come here."
Jiang Tingting waved to No. 1. It’s so fitting to have a zombie king as his little brother in these doomsday times, okay?
Number 1 immediately stepped forward with a smile.
So cute...
Jiang Tingting rubbed the boy's head.
"From now on you will call..."
"Uh..."
The young man blinked and looked at her.
"Chicken legs."
Jiang Tingting can't pick up names, but she likes eating chicken legs the most.
When I heard 323, I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Host, you really know how to name...
"Chicken Legs, is there a place where I can take a bath nearby?"
No. 1 blinked, as if he didn’t quite understand.
Jiang Tingting was too lazy to tell him. This little retard was even more retarded than her useless white dumpling.
Jiang Tingting didn't take a few steps forward when the young man put him on his shoulder and rushed to a certain place quickly.
"??"
"Hey! Fuck Moss!"
Jiang Tingting is about to vomit. It feels a bit like being carried around on someone's back.
After an unknown amount of time, No. 1 put her down, then pulled her into the forest, walked around in circles, entered a cave, passed through the water curtain, and a laboratory appeared in front of her.
Jiang Tingting was taken to the laboratory where he lived all year round.
The laboratory is also quite messy, with large and small instruments scattered all over the floor, but the lights are bright.
"Water, sister." No. 1 took her into a relatively clean room with a bathtub in the bathroom.
Jiang Tingting stepped forward and pulled the faucet. There was water, and it was still warm water.
The young man looked at her without blinking.
Jiang Tingting pushed him out and closed the door.
"You are guarding outside and cannot come in."
"Okay~" No. 1 really stood at the door, motionless.
After Jiang Tingting finished taking a bath, he asked 323 in the white space to turn over a piece of clothing and come out. After putting it on, he opened the door.
The vigilant look on the face of No. 1 outside the door instantly turned into a smile.
"Sister..."
"Sister, your hair is wet."
Jiang Tingting washed her hair, but there was no hair dryer, so she could only wet it temporarily.
"Is there a hair dryer here?"
The young man shook his head in confusion.
Jiang Tingting could only rummage around the room by herself.
No. 1 tilted his head and thought, then held her hand and rubbed her wet hair, his palms warm...