Chapter 1 Awakening

When he woke up,
Zhou Ze found himself lying in bed,
with Yingying attending to him at the side.

This scene was all too familiar, too common. It seemed that every time he was injured and unconscious, the first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was always Yingying.

He opened his mouth,
but found himself unable to speak.
His body was the very definition of "about to fall apart."

After trying once, Zhou Ze realized that the only thing he could do was blink, and only with one eye.

"Boss, rest more, there's no rush, no rush."

Hearing this, Zhou Ze closed his eyes again.

He slept again, this time without dreams. He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he woke up, it was completely dark outside.

Yingying was using a hot towel to wipe Zhou Ze's body. She knew her boss's habit of cleanliness, and even when he was injured and unconscious, she would still clean him up thoroughly.

"Ying..."

"Hmm?"
Yingying turned to look at Zhou Ze and said,
"Boss, are you hungry?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

His whole body was aching, very uncomfortable, but still within a tolerable range. And unlike the last time he woke up, this time his body seemed to have regained some vitality.

Perhaps it was because Tie Hanhan (Iron Dummy) had awakened that his body's functions had been further enhanced.

Zhou Ze tried to sit up,
but as soon as his back rested against the headboard,
there was a crisp "crack."

The broken bones in his chest shifted collectively due to this movement.
The feeling was so intense,
it was like a dozen Hua Tuos (ancient Chinese physician) were scraping the bone to remove poison.

"Boss, don't move around! Lie still, I'll move you."

"Mm..."

Zhou Ze had no strength to argue; he really didn't dare to move anymore.

Yingying carefully placed two pillows behind Zhou Ze's back, adjusted the angle to make sure he wouldn't slip, and then washed the towel in the hot water basin again before continuing to wipe his body.

"Boss, I put that bead there, the one you were holding in your hand when I found you."

Zhou Ze's gaze turned to the bedside table, where there was a glass bottle containing a black bead, about the size of a child's marble.

He didn't remember some things clearly. In fact, Zhou Ze basically fell into a deep sleep every time Tie Hanhan awakened and took control of the body, and this time he slept even more deeply.

However,
since it was something he was still clutching in his hand after falling unconscious,
it must be a treasure, right?

That was also the message Tie Hanhan had passed on to him.

"Old Zhang was also in that hospital. After the barrier broke, I saw Old Zhang running out of the hospital building. He came to check on you first, Boss, and then carried that woman away to the hospital."

When Yingying said this, she looked at Zhou Ze specifically and added,
"Boss, is it important?"

In other words, should she go to the hospital and eliminate that woman completely?

In the world of female zombies, the concept of good and evil had long been blurred. She only cared about Zhou Ze's views and decisions.

Zhou Ze shook his head slightly.
He believed that Tie Hanhan had already taken care of everything that needed to be resolved,
so there was no need for him to add unnecessary details to what had already happened.

"Also, all the missing people have returned, but except for the old Taoist and the deathsworn, they are all unconscious. The pharmacy next door checked them and said they were all severely malnourished.

Little Monkey is being personally cared for by the old Taoist in his room, that little zombie is being cared for by Lin Ke in her room, and Zhen Meili is being taken care of by the deathsworn in the vegetable garden.

The remaining three ghost soldiers are all lying in the ward at the pharmacy next door, being cared for by Fangfang."

Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood.
It seemed that those people had all been locked in a specific space by the old man. After the old man was dealt with, they naturally returned, but they had also suffered some harm.

However,
as long as they weren't dead, that was good.

This time, to be honest, the bookstore's defenses were still too weak. Even though many people had been gathered, they were still nearly wiped out.

In the future, he couldn't keep playing like this every time, with such thrilling speed. If he was always dancing on the edge of a knife, even if he was lucky, there would always be an accident.

"Lawyer An called and said that he has arranged everything on his end and will be back tomorrow."

Yingying continued to report the situation of the past few days to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze just lay there quietly, listening.

After his body had been wiped clean, Yingying first picked up the basin with the towel and asked,
"Boss, shall I help you downstairs for some fresh air?"

Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it. It was really inconvenient for him to move around right now.

It was a pity that Monkey was still unconscious. If Monkey was still awake, he could get some mud to smear on his body to speed up recovery.

But now that Monkey was still unconscious, it seemed a bit too beastly to take his urine.

Yingying went downstairs to change the water and came back up.
She took a clean, hot towel and began to carefully wipe Zhou Ze's face.

"Hiss..."

"Does it hurt, Boss?"
Yingying asked with some concern.

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something
and said with difficulty,
"Mir... mir... ror..."

Yingying was stunned for a moment,
then pointed downwards and said,
"Boss, don't worry, I checked when I helped you change your clothes a few days ago, it's still there."

"..." Zhou Ze.

Yingying thought that Zhou Ze was relieved and continued to wipe Zhou Ze's face. To prevent Zhou Ze from being in pain, she deliberately brought her mouth close to Zhou Ze's face and blew gently.

In fact, Yingying's body was undergoing some changes that she herself had not noticed. Perhaps it was because her bloodline was indeed evolving that she was not as cold as before.

Zhou Ze remembered that when he first met Yingying, Yingying was cold all over, whether it was her hands, feet, or anywhere else.

But without realizing it, Yingying's chair would leave warmth behind after sitting for a long time. For example, when she breathed now, Zhou Ze could feel a warm sensation.

He just didn't know if down there,
it had thawed yet.

It was not convenient to ask about this for the time being, and it was even less convenient to check.

Of course,
most importantly,
the current condition of this body
was not convenient for inspection.

However,
one thing Zhou Ze could be sure of was that his current face must be very artistic, after all, he had been pinned down and beaten hard by Officer Chen.

He had been injured too frequently recently. Boss Zhou remembered that he seemed to have just gotten out of bed not long ago, and now he had to lie back down.

It was really a case of life never stops, and neither do the injuries.

He had wanted to admire himself in the mirror earlier,
but now, after seeing the area that Yingying was wiping and slightly judging the area and extent of the "collapse" through his senses,
he thought he'd better forget it.

It would be too ridiculous if he scared himself into depression.

After his face was also cleaned, Yingying asked,
"Boss, do you want to eat something or rest for a while longer?"

"Let's eat something."

The door to the room was pushed open from the outside, and Xu Qinglang walked in. He was holding a crutch and wrapped in many bandages, but he was also holding a cell phone in his hand and said,
"I just ordered braised chicken rice."

"Isn't that not nutritious?" Yingying was a little dissatisfied.

"Go buy a chicken and make a soup. Just don't poison your boss to death."

Yingying stopped talking.

How annoying.
She surpassed him in the number of houses,
but forgot that
he could cook!

"How is it, are you okay?" Xu Qinglang asked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Hehe."
Xu Qinglang smiled and looked at the bead placed on Zhou Ze's bedside table. He had a feeling in his heart that he knew who had left that bead in the end.

"When your and my injuries are a little better, let's talk about what to do next."

Xu Qinglang meant that he didn't want to give that person another chance to come again.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"I'm going back to lie down. My body is also full of problems now. I feel like I'm entering old age early."

Xu Qinglang turned around, left the door, and went back to his room.

About five minutes later,
someone came up with a takeaway bag.
It was Old Zhang.

He knocked on the door,
and Yingying went to open it.

"You, ordered takeaway?"
Old Zhang was a little surprised and raised the bag in his hand.
"I just ran into the delivery guy downstairs, so I took it. I just gave Old Xu his share."

Yingying took the bag, walked to the bed, opened the box, and prepared to feed her boss.

Zhou Ze sat on the bed, looking at Old Zhang who had walked in.

Old Zhang pursed his lips and said,
"Police Officer Chen...
Little Chen...
That woman,
is out of danger."

Zhou Ze didn't commit himself.

Old Zhang thought that Zhou Ze was angry. After he learned about this incident from Zhou Ze, he couldn't digest it for a while, but he still couldn't bear to watch Officer Chen lying there and withering away. Not only was she naked, but she also suffered such serious injuries.

In fact,
Zhou Ze was not angry about this. Not killing Officer Chen was originally the intention of both Zhou Ze and Ying Gou. Since they didn't kill her, they certainly had to save her. Neither Zhou Ze nor Ying Gou was interested in doing such a thing as deliberately not killing her and then letting her wait to die naked.

"That, the investigation of that hospital has begun, and all parties are paying great attention to it.

The local investigation team has been stationed for investigation, and now that Dean Zhong and a group of vice presidents and other responsible persons have been criminally detained.

The higher-ups are already criticizing the inaction of the local regulatory authorities, saying that they deliberately ignored and indulged them, and also used the backward and vague regulatory methods, which objectively have become an umbrella for xx behavior and xx organizations."

Hearing this news,
Zhou Ze looked again at the glass bottle on the bedside table and the black bead inside.
The scene of the old man covering his eyes and jumping popped into his mind.

"Cover your eyes, cover my eyes..."

In fact, many evils, when they first appear and are still very weak, if you don't pretend to be blind,
they,
simply wouldn't have the chance to start a prairie fire...