Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 12

"Oh, you don't want to tell me," Ning Su said expressionlessly.

"Well, if I praise you, you should say thank you to me and be a polite child."

The child still looked up at him, like a mute little robot with a fixed task of "looking at Ning Su".

Ning Su put the child down and sat down next to the fire.

The child followed him closely and sat next to him, still looking at him.

The child looked about four or five years old and was still thin, sitting there like a small bundle.

Ning Su glanced at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and then extended his index finger to him. "Go ahead, eat."

The finger placed in front of the child was thin and long, with a jade-like color and texture.

The child stared at the finger in a daze for a while, and then slowly leaned forward, with his small purple-gray mouth opening slightly, carefully biting the finger and he started to suck.

Ning Su's young arm appeared to have veins that grew increasingly visible, transitioning in color from purple to black as they stretched from the forearm to the back of the hand. The dark veins resembled interwoven black vines, creating a totem-like pattern within.

Ning Su said, "It seemed that you also like it."

He discovered that the skeleton driver and the little bat antennae on the bus both liked to drink his blood, so he guessed that the child might like it too.

"Don't drink too much. It's not good for you."

After all, it was something he absorbed from billions of zombies, which human scientists referred to as the zombie virus.

Suddenly, Ning Su thought of the several cars of dead bodies he had seen outside the bus driver's window.

One of them was the female player who had just come out of the dungeon and whose husband had died in the same dungeon.

Ning Su frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "But maybe it's a nutrient for you guys?"

The child sucked on the black substance in his body and looked straight at him. It's unknown if he understood Ning Su's words, but he was a good listener.

Ning Su was willing to talk about a lot of things easily in front of him.

In just a few minutes, the child opened his mouth.

Ning Su was surprised to see that his small mouth wasn't as purple as before and had a slightly rosy tint to it. His eyes also became brighter and darker.

"Are you full?"

For the first time, the child responded to Ning Su and nodded.

Ning Su smiled, even more beautiful than the moon in the night sky. "But what do I do? I'm still hungry."

"..."

***

Chen Tian and Chen Qing didn't see Ning Su and the butcher by the river. They searched around the river and went to the nearby funeral home, but couldn't find anyone.

There was a dirt road between the funeral home and the river, and Chen Tian crouched down to observe carefully. "It looks like traces of someone being dragged."

Chen Qing immediately became nervous. "He must have been dragged to the slaughterhouse!"

The two siblings hurried to the slaughterhouse and met Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Wangsheng on the way. These two were even more nervous than them, and they almost rushed to the slaughterhouse.