Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Chapter 309 The Biting Little Zombie VS The Fair-Skinned and Beautiful Little Green Tea (49)

After successfully luring the zombie horde away, He Suining muttered to herself as she walked out, "How strange, why are there so many zombies gathered here? Could there really be something attracting them?"

Just like in fantasy novels, whenever a rare treasure appears, it will always attract exotic beasts to guard it. That's probably the idea.

The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

So she simply went outside, closed her eyes, and activated her zombie sensory abilities. This was the first time she had actively used a zombie's abilities; the moment she opened her eyes, they had turned green.

Once the zombie's senses are activated, everything around it changes.

She somehow managed to block out the stench of rotting flesh and instead smelled a sweet aroma. She sniffed hard and looked around but didn't see anyone.

This smell probably comes from a very, very far place, a smell unique to humans. To the zombies' senses, it's a fragrant, mouthwatering aroma.

No wonder zombies can smell humans from a hundred meters away; they don't rely on their eyes, but on their sense of smell.

This flavor is for two people; although both are sweet, there are slight differences.

One is a bit hot, the other is just right.

Ok?

Could it be Jiang Lejin and Shen Mochen? Well, judging by the time, they should have come in by now.

He Suining slurped her saliva and suddenly felt really hungry.

and many more.

She sniffed hard again, and the sweet smell seemed to be getting stronger, as if there were hundreds of people in it.

Oh my god.

How can there be so many humans in this place? Are they survivors?

He Suining keenly sensed that something was wrong.

She ran towards the sweet smell, wanting to see what was going on. The zombie's mobility made her walk unsteadily, like a penguin.

Fortunately, she is adaptable and quickly turned things around.

Zombies don't feel tired, so she ran a long way without feeling tired at all, and didn't even break a sweat.

"Boss."

Suddenly, I encountered "love" around the corner.

He Suining could smell their scent getting closer and closer, just like walking down a food street and drooling over the barbecue, feeling really hungry.

However, the zombie's eyesight was too poor, and she couldn't see clearly at all, so she almost bumped into the person who was speaking.

"There's a pretty little girl here, with green eyes. Could she be mixed race? Hehe."

"Hey, you big dummy! All the survivors around here have been kept in captivity by Mr. Feng. How could there be any newcomers? Something's definitely fishy!"

He Suining stood there pretending to be innocent, her face showing fear.

She tried to speak, but suddenly found she couldn't.

In her zombie form, her first words were "Awoooooo!"

Doesn't this raise suspicion?

She simply shut her mouth and gave a kind smile.

However, from their words, He Suining understood that there was a man named Mr. Feng who had actually kept the survivors in captivity. Why use the word "captivity"? They were human beings, not livestock.

She felt strange.

When I was thinking about whether or not I should meddle in other people's business.

The man had already stood in front of her, looking her up and down several times. "Something's not right. She looks like an ordinary person, not someone with superpowers. Could it be that our search team really missed her?"

He Suining quickly nodded with a smile.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Another man with a rooster-like hairstyle and a lip piercing was clearly a chatterbox, muttering to himself. He was the one who revealed a lot of information. "Boss, let's take this pretty little beauty back and present her to Mr. Feng. Maybe Mr. Feng will be so pleased that he'll let us enjoy ourselves in a room with electricity."

Is there electricity?

You can still enjoy it.

These words are completely unrelated to the apocalypse.

Could it be that the batteries are in their hands?

He Suining's eyes flashed, she gestured with her hands, pointed to her lips, and waved her hand.

"Damn, he's mute."

Another burly man laughed, "It's better if he's mute, he won't talk nonsense. If he can only gesture, it would be even better if his hand was chopped off."

Startled, He Suining turned pale and put her hands behind her back.

The man with the rooster-shaped haircut laughed heartily, teasing her as if she were a harmless kitten. "Don't be afraid, our boss is just kidding. But if you can't satisfy Mr. Feng, we can't save you. Come with us."

Where are you, Sui Sui?

A sound came from the wireless Bluetooth earphones; these earphones were invented by Dr. Bai.

It was inserted into the cochlea; it was very tiny.

You can't see it at all unless you look closely.

He Suining couldn't reply, so she scratched her ear and tapped it twice with her fingers.

Why is it a knocking sound? Are you unable to speak?

dong dong.

Okay, turn on your location services, I'll come find you.

He Suining followed the group forward, winding through several small paths.

She discovered something amazing.

Aside from this narrow path, everywhere else was teeming with zombies. But inside, there wasn't a single zombie.

She blinked her green eyes and sensed something using the way zombies sense each other.

The discovery of zombies outside instilled fear in them.

Logically speaking, zombies are already dead creatures; they are not afraid of pain or dying again, so why would they feel fear?

It’s weird.

Before the apocalypse.

This is a five-star hotel.

It's now occupied by this group of people.

The two men led him upstairs; the elevators were working, and they quickly reached the top floor.

Armed men were patrolling everywhere.

They arrived at the door of a room and knocked gently. "Mr. Feng."

The two men lowered their voices and became obsequious, "We've captured a mixed-race beauty. Would you like to take a look?"

"come in."

He Suining felt her ears were very itchy.

The voice was deep, sounding like someone in their forties, a deep bass, and quite pleasant to listen to.

The door opened.

He Suining was scanned by the scanning device, and only after it was confirmed that she was not carrying any dangerous items was she allowed to enter.

The air conditioning was on in the room, and there was a sliced ​​watermelon on the coffee table.

White lights shone overhead.

Everything here tells her that there is electricity here, a continuous supply of electricity.

It seems the battery really is in Mr. Feng's hands.

He may have obtained it by chance.

He Suining looked at the sofa.

A man of average build, about 180 cm tall, sat on the black sofa, dressed in a formal suit. He elegantly crossed his legs, revealing black socks and pointed leather shoes.

He has a strong presence, the kind of presence that comes with a superior position.

Even before the end of the world, they would probably be a big shot.

It's best not to take any rash actions until the battery is found.

"little girl?"

The man stood up from the sofa and slowly walked to He Suining.

He was wearing white gloves. He raised his hand, grabbed her chin, and looked her up and down.