In addition to the reason for the change, there is also the problem of the speed of change, the speed of change of these zombies is extremely slow, and the improvement of one year is not worth the results of one month.

Fu Xin pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Could it be the reason for how much contact with humans?" ”

Zombies like Kai and Ling, since she and Wei Qianhang appeared, their language skills have improved rapidly, their lifestyles are also changing, and they are becoming more and more human-like, and these zombies are imprisoned in the dungeon and have no contact with humans, so even if they have the potential to recover, they lack human guidance.

Wei Qianhang agreed with her words and decided to gradually increase the connection between humans and them in the next few days.

As a result, the zombies rarely enjoyed a happy life.

During the day, Wei Qianhang and Fu Xin would take them out to play, go to the park to swing, go to the lawn for a picnic, and at night, they would take the zombies to count the stars and see the moon when they were idle.

The institute has a new name for the bizarre behavior of the two of them - taking the kids out to play.

When Fu Xin heard this title, he couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth: "My good innocence has been tarnished by you like this!" ”

The staff of the research institute waved their hands and teased: "Oh, sooner or later, wouldn't it be nice to let you experience it in advance." ”

Fu Xin was speechless.

That being said, the child has to be brought along.

Fu Xin found that he really had a feeling of taking care of children, in addition to caring about whether they would bump into each other, he also had to care about their mental health problems.

For example, there is a little boy in it who is particularly weird, although he and everyone are zombies, but he is obviously a lot more gloomy, he doesn't come to join in the fun when everyone plays together, he squats in the corner alone in a daze, and the dull little eyes make Fu Xin's heart tremble, and he can't help but step forward to care about him.

Fu Xin coaxed the little boy in a "weird aunt" tone: "Little friend, do you remember what your name is?" ”

The little boy's dull eyes finally had a little brightness.

He slowly raised his head, stared at Fu Xin's face, and realized that she was a zombie, and his guard gradually lowered.

He said, "Ziming. ”

Fu Xin was a little surprised that this little boy could say two words as soon as he opened his mouth, as far as she knew, there were only three or two of these zombies who could say one word, or one of his own names.

And this little boy not only has a good ability to speak, but also seems to have a good memory, which makes Fu Xin feel surprised.

Fu Xin continued to say in a seductive tone: "Ziming, why don't you play with us?" ”

The child named Ziming pursed his lips, and his thin face was sunken a little, looking particularly pitiful.

He spat out two words: "Hate, man." ”

Hate people?

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows, and pointed his finger at Wei Qianhang in the distance: "You mean you hate him?" ”

"Hmm." Ziming nodded stiffly, "Hate... They. ”

This "we" may be talking about all the remaining human beings.

Fu Xin vaguely felt the little boy's resentment, nothing more than resentment that the research institute had detained him, and that humans had excluded zombies, the child's psychology was extremely sensitive, and the slightest movement could intensify his emotions.

Fu Xin was trying to comfort the little boy and reverse his concept, telling him that many people are good people rather than bad people, and the institute also hopes that the zombies can return to human beings.

As a result, before the words could be spoken, Wei Qianhang came head-on.

With just this one action, the little boy grinded his teeth, and his tense body seemed to be about to rush over at any time, which scared Wei Qianhang secretly!