The two of them walked to Sunset City along the uninhabited path, and the ruins of the city were in full view, and Wei Qianhang's body was sprayed with a little smell from their experiment, which could cover up the smell of humans themselves, at least not from the smell of the zombies.

In addition, Wei Qianhang also brought a blue-white powder that could cover his complexion, and wanted to turn himself into a zombie, but this doctor had only engaged in experimental research since he was a child, and it was really unbearable for him to take this cosmetic-like thing on his face.

Fu Xin silently alternated between blue and white on his face in front of him, and occasionally a few lipstick-like things wiped his face as blood marks, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Wei Qianhang... You're now... The King of Zombies. ”

Wei Qianhang's expression paused: "There is still a little rhyme, your language must be good when you are alive." ”

Fu Xin: "??? ”

Big brother, I'm not dead now!

Wei Qianhang pretended to be calm and took out a small mirror from his bag, but as soon as he looked in the mirror, he found that the difference between him and the real zombie seemed to be really a bit big.

He suddenly pinned his hopes on the little zombie in front of him: "This kind of thing is the same as makeup, will you?" ”

"Yes, ah." Fu Xin took a box of powder from his hand, but there was a narrow smile on his face, and his mouth was unforgiving, "Then you... Please! ”

Use your strength to prove to Wei Qianhang that which one is stronger.

However, Dr. Wei is really a person who doesn't need to be cheeky, his face has been coated with three layers of powder by himself, and he can't even see his facial expression clearly, but his mouth moves: "Then please." ”

What about the backbone!

Fu Xin felt that this answer was boring, so he resigned himself and directly reached out to help him wipe the powder off his face.

Although Wei Qianhang is a science and engineering man who spends all day and night in the laboratory, his skin seems to be exceptionally good, elastic, and smooth, which probably stems from his healthy lifestyle habit of going to bed early and waking up early every day.

She heartily applauded: "The skin is so good. ”

Wei Qianhang felt her hand groping around her face, although she knew that she was seriously helping him wipe off the powder, but this mouth just shook off uncontrollably: "You're still addicted to touching, aren't you?" ”

"Well, addiction." Fu Xin's eyes lit up, and he nodded solemnly in agreement.

Wei Qianhang: "" He finally realized the feeling he had when he said to her just now, "Then please you", it was a real chicken and duck talk, and the reaction he received did not meet his inner expectations.

Wait, what is he expecting?

Wei Qianhang fell into deep thought.

If she said "not addicted", she would seem to be bored, but she said "addicted", and she still thought that this was too short and did not meet her inner expectations.

Dr. Wei rarely encountered a problem that he could not solve in experimental research.

After Fu Xin carefully wiped the powder on his face, he finally made him just like himself, and it shouldn't be so easy to find out if he mixed into the zombie pile.

The two of them learned the appearance of the zombies walking with their bowed bodies, Fu Xin couldn't hold back her laughter, but once she met the eyes of the oncoming zombies, she instantly became expressionless, for fear that she would provoke a group of zombies.

When they reached a place where there were almost no zombies, Fu Xin found that it was getting late, and it took them a day to come to Sunset City from the base.

The danger of the night is uncertain, even if the two of them have pretended to be zombies and mixed in a circle of zombies for a day, they still don't have the courage to fool around in the middle of the night.