Recap
Yan Zhao was sitting by the bed, his back to him.
Looking at the wet stains on Yan Zhao’s shirt, Rong Yu keenly asked, “You went out?”
Yan Zhao paused with the knife in his hand, then continued what he was doing.
After peeling off the last piece of fruit skin, Yan Zhao turned around and handed him a pitted apple.
“Rong Rong, eat.”
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It had been a long time since he had spoken, and the voice was vague and hoarse. If the sound of rain outside was a little louder, Rong Yu could almost not hear what he was saying.
Fortunately, the rain was light, and the room was quiet.
Rong Yu said, “Turn on the light.”
With a sizzling sound, lightning erupted from Yan Zhao’s fingertips, hardcore power generation, illuminating the chandelier in the room.
Rong Yu instantly saw the scene in front of him.
Yan Zhao’s shirt was wet with rain, clinging to his body, showing his outline. His wet hair was plastered to his forehead, and a few raindrops adorned his features, making them even more dreamlike.
On his fair face, there were two faint blushes.
Rong Yu said, “Why is your face like a red apple?”
Yan Zhao turned his head away in a panic, covering his face in a gesture of concealment.
He was embarrassed from being stared at by his beloved for too long.
Rong Yu clicked his tongue, “What are you hiding from? Turn back.”
“…” Yan Zhao obediently turned back.
“Put your hand down.”
Yan Zhao obediently put his hand down.
Sun, with a red face, lowered his head slightly, still holding the apple in his hand.
He looked obedient.
Remembering the miserable situation of being pressed on the bed by the wolf cub in the afternoon to carry out the essence of the “raising a child” system, Rong Yu’s expression became a bit more mocking.
Obedient my ass, acting like a filial son off the bed, but a rebellious son on the bed.
Seeing that Rong Yu didn’t take the apple, Yan Zhao stretched his hand forward again, repeating a little anxiously, “Rong Rong, eat.”
If he didn’t eat it, the apple would oxidize.
Yan Zhao remembered that Rong Yu loved to eat apples, but didn’t like to eat the skin. Every time, he would use his teeth to nibble off the peel bit by bit, which looked really hard.
He wanted to help Rong Yu peel the apple at that time, but he couldn’t even hold a fruit knife.
Today, he had devoured a lot of zombie crystal nuclei, his finger joints had regained their flexibility, and his throat could make simple syllables.
The first thing Yan Zhao thought of was to help Rong Yu peel an apple. … Sun still remembered to peel an apple for him even after turning into a zombie. This should have touched the Demon King’s heart.
However, looking at the bumpy fruit in front of him, Rong Yu found it hard to be moved.
Hello, can you please control your strength when peeling apples? I’m not asking for it to be so delicate that only a thin layer of skin is removed, but it doesn’t have to be like this…
“Are you planning to let me eat the apple core?” Rong Yu asked with drooping eyebrows.
The side facing Rong Yu was uneven, and the back was completely flattened, revealing the hollow core.
Yan Zhao didn’t control his strength well with the first cut, wasting half of the apple at once. He was a little better after that. He only dared to face Rong Yu with the side that still had flesh.
But Rong Yu wasn’t blind.
He had never eaten such a pathetic apple in his life. He couldn’t even gnaw it to this extent himself.
Too ugly, don’t want it, take it away.
Yan Zhao lowered his head in disappointment, also feeling that this apple was unpresentable.
He wanted to peel the best-looking apple for Rong Rong, but his hands wouldn’t allow it. No matter how carefully he peeled it, he could only produce such a failed product.
Yan Zhao looked at the apple again and again, and with a cruel heart, he was about to throw it away.
Rong Yu then saw the wound on Yan Zhao’s tiger’s mouth.
“Wait.” Rong Yu’s face darkened. He grabbed his wrist and brought it in front of his eyes, frowning and observing, his tone irritable, “What’s going on with this injury? Which bastard dared to hurt my son?”
There was a deep cut on Yan Zhao’s tiger’s mouth, which didn’t look like a wound caused by teeth, nails, or abilities.
It looked like a certain stupid zombie accidentally cut himself with a fruit knife while clumsily peeling an apple.
Rong Yu’s expression calmed down, and he said with a blank face, “So it’s you, you bastard.”
Yan Zhao, who was demoted another generation: “…”
He explained, “I stopped the bleeding and didn’t get the apple dirty.”
When he was peeling the apple, due to his clumsy movements and excessive force, he accidentally cut his hand.
But zombies didn’t feel pain. He didn’t care, just casually stopped the bleeding, prevented the blood from staining the apple, and continued to peel the apple diligently.
A small cut appearing on Rong Yu would make him nervous and guilty.
But when he himself was injured like this, he didn’t think it was a big deal.
Rong Yu’s expression didn’t improve.
Was he concerned about whether the apple was dirty or not?
As if he would eat it if the apple was clean, even if it was peeled into this ghostly appearance.
Yan Zhao carefully asked, “Are you angry?”
Rong Yu looked at his wound coldly, “You didn’t heal yourself because you wanted to keep it to annoy me?”
Yan Zhao was stunned, remembering that Rong Rong liked beautiful things, such an ugly cut would indeed scare him.
He quickly healed it with his water ability, “Sorry, I scared you.”
“It’s not about scaring me or not. It’s that you didn’t care about your injury at all, you didn’t even bother to heal it. I raised you this big, is it for you to ruin your own body?”
Was Rong Rong feeling sorry for him?
Yan Zhao was inexplicably happy, “Rong Rong, I don’t feel pain.”
“Not feeling pain and not getting injured are two different things.” Rong Yu said unhappily, “Don’t let me see these messy wounds again.”
Yan Zhao was happy even after being scolded, “I won’t in the future.”
“There is no future!”
“…Okay, there is no future.” Yan Zhao hesitated for a moment, “Then the apple, do you still want to eat it?”
He lowered his head, looked at the slightly oxidized apple, and suddenly threw it into the trash can, “Forget it, this can’t be eaten anymore.”
How could he let Rong Rong eat a stale apple?
The apple was caught in mid-air.
“Why can’t it be eaten?” Rong Yu rolled his eyes at him and took a big bite, “You’re quite wasteful, you know how precious food is in the apocalypse? Daddy will teach you what it means to be thrifty today.”
Was food precious in the apocalypse? Yan Zhao was a little puzzled.
Maybe it was for others. But the food in Rong Rong’s space wouldn’t be finished for years…
But Rong Rong ate the apple he peeled himself, and Yan Zhao was a little happy again.
Half an apple wasn’t enough to fill his stomach. Rong Yu hadn’t eaten anything all day, so he opened a package of instant noodles and asked Yan Zhao to heat the water with his water and fire abilities to make noodles.
Yan Zhao looked at Rong Yu slurping the noodles, and couldn’t help but feel distressed.
Rong Rong fed him the best high-level crystal nuclei, but he could only make instant noodles for Rong Rong.
Rong Rong didn’t know how to cook, and had been eating instant food such as compressed biscuits and instant noodles. In the long run, how could his stomach bear it?
Even though these living conditions were already better than 99% of people in the apocalypse.
Yan Zhao wanted to learn how to cook and make delicious meals for Rong Rong.
This idea formed in his mind and would soon be put into action.
While both humans and zombies use abilities as attack tools, this zombie emperor, who didn’t follow the norm, was using earth abilities to plant vegetables, water and fire abilities to boil water and cook, and lightning abilities to charge Rong Yu’s phone for gaming…
A true all-purpose household zombie.
At the moment, Rong Yu had no idea what was in the wolf cub’s head. He sat at the bedside, enjoying his noodles. If this were the pampered demon king from before, he would never have endured such days.
Even if his first mission world had been the apocalypse, just the lack of food would have made Rong Yu give up. But after enduring bitter medicines in the last world, he felt he had grown quite resilient.
His hardship tolerance was developed through bitter medicine, and endurance was built from Yan Zhao’s physical training.
After finishing his noodles and filling his stomach, Rong Yu finally had the leisure to ask about Yan Zhao sneaking out in the afternoon.
“Not bad. You come back and can even talk now. How many zombies did you kill?”
Yan Zhao thought for a moment, “Not many, six.”
Just three second-level zombies, two third-level zombies, and one sixth-level zombie. After killing the sixth-level zombie, he gained the ability to speak, and his intelligence increased.
When he encountered the sixth-level zombie, Yan Zhao initially thought he’d met a strong enemy. Based on the zombie ranking, as a silent one, he should be below level five and not a match for a level-six zombie. But surprisingly, the sixth-level zombie fled from him in terror and was defeated beyond his rank.
He seemed to have an innate ability to suppress other zombies. Though spirit-type zombies could control those lower-ranked, it didn’t explain why he could kill a sixth-level zombie beyond his rank.
Yan Zhao didn’t fully understand the answer, but one thing remained unchanged. No matter the answer, no matter who he was, he loved Rong Rong.
With his intelligence upgrade, many new words entered his mind. One word, in particular, he understood deeply — love.
He loved Rong Yu so profoundly and clearly.
“Being self-sufficient isn’t bad,” Rong Yu said lazily, “From now on, find your own food. I won’t worry about you.”
Yan Zhao nodded, “From now on, I’ll cook for Rong Rong.”
“You?” Rong Yu looked at him with amusement. “Can you cook?”
Though in the last world, King Chu washing hands to make soup for him had become legendary, this zombie Sun didn’t seem like a cook.
“I can learn.”
“Who’ll teach you?” Rong Yu asked, “I don’t know how to cook.”
“I can teach myself.”
“…”
Classic Sun.
“Upgrading is great. Your vocabulary has expanded, and you even know idioms now,” Rong Yu said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
“Rong Rong…”
“What Rong Rong? Show some respect, call me Daddy.” Rong Yu suddenly thought, now that Sun could talk, it felt like a shame not to hear him say “Daddy.”
Hearing this term, Yan Zhao’s gaze changed.
“Daddy, I’m sorry,” Yan Zhao suddenly apologized.
He really called him Daddy.
Rong Yu felt a rush of satisfaction.
Sun, oh Sun, you have met your match today.
Rong Yu: Did you record that? When your master called me Daddy?
Blood Jade Bracelet: No.
Rong Yu: Such a highlight, and you didn’t record it?
Blood Jade Bracelet: Because your highlight would soon turn into an exposure moment; recording it would become explicit content.
Rong Yu: ???
What’s wrong with this bracelet?
Blood Jade Bracelet: Didn’t you notice that the Lord God also said, “Sorry?”
Rong Yu hadn’t noticed; his focus was all on that rare “Daddy” from Sun.
Rong Yu: Did he do something to feel sorry for?
Blood Jade Bracelet: Maybe he’s about to do something to be sorry for.
Rong Yu looked at Yan Zhao in confusion. “What kind of apology was that?”
“After upgrading, I understood what ‘protection’ means. About last night and this afternoon… I’m sorry,” Yan Zhao lowered his gaze, looking genuinely remorseful.
Rong Yu, still pleased from being called Daddy, waved it off indifferently, “It’s fine as long as you understand. Now that you know, don’t be reckless in the future. Alright, Dad forgives you; you’re dismissed.”
“Which is why, on my way back, I stopped by the convenience store and grabbed ten packs,” Yan Zhao continued.
Rong Yu was shocked, “…Ten packs?”
“I promise not to be reckless.”
“You unfilial son, you’re just an animal!”
The Blood Jade Bracelet, already expecting this, blurred itself with a mosaic.
It had forgotten to tell the demon king that newly upgraded zombies have the strongest appetites. The higher the level, the stronger the appetite. With the Lord God’s current level, his appetite for the demon king…
Would leave not even a scrap.
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Rong Yu and Yan Zhao stayed in S City for another three days before setting off.
In those three days, Rong Yu didn’t step out of the room.
In the end, Yan Zhao had to carry him out.
Blood Jade Bracelet: How does it feel to have raised yourself as your own grandchild? Have you grasped the essence of raising a “grow-up” type?
Rong Yu ignored the crazy bracelet.
Sun only called him Daddy once, then made him pay back countless times.
Raising a rebellious son left the demon king very displeased.
Yan Zhao found an SUV, placed Rong Yu in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt with care, and took the driver’s seat.
Rong Rong had already been exhausted from long-distance driving. Now that he is a mature zombie, he should learn to drive himself. Other than in bed, he shouldn’t let Rong Rong be overly tired.
Rong Yu curled up in the seat, mocking even as he felt weak, “Have you ever driven?”
“I watched you drive.” Yan Zhao gripped the wheel, “I can teach myself.”
“I’m afraid I’d die in a car crash.”
Yan Zhao thought for a moment, “Then there’s no other choice.”
Rong Yu: “?”
Have this guy and the bracelet both gone mad?
Yan Zhao completed his sentence, “I can only bite you at the critical moment, turning you into a zombie.”
“Then feed you like you fed me.”
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