Chapter 647 Has Memories But Not Many

Xu Qian sighed and said, "You are a zombie, after all. Other than your need to eat raw meat, which I can't accept, everything else is fine."

In her eyes, he was just Xiao Ping and Xu Lu, someone who was very good to her.

"Ding, Xiao Ping's favorability +5, total favorability is 65."

Xiao Ping's heart trembled, and he reached out to embrace her.

This was the first time they had hugged so formally.

Xu Lu was just a child and didn't understand anything. It was Xu Qian who taught him everything from scratch after he turned into a zombie and lost his human instincts.

Xiao Ping was older in terms of psychological age, but he was still a pure boy at heart.

Simply put, he had memories, but not many.

"Qian, why are you so good?"

"Oh? That's not what you said when we first met."

Xiao Ping knew she was referring to his arrogant attitude when they first met, but later on... wasn't he tamed by her?

"Aren't I very well-behaved now?"

Xu Qian truly smiled, her eyes curving.

She patted his back as if comforting a child.

"Let's go."

Xiao Ping hesitated, but still spoke, "I want to... dig for crystal cores."

"Hmm?"

"The ability users' ones?"

Xiao Ping nodded truthfully, "I think it will help me recover my memories to some extent."

Those memories were like fragments, popping up a little from time to time, never forming a complete picture.

Over time, it was agonizing.

The crystal cores of ability users should be more effective than zombie crystal cores.

Xu Qian glanced at him. His expression was filled with regret and pain, clearly showing how tormented he was.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Hearing her permission, Xiao Ping eagerly went to dig for crystal cores.

Xu Qian narrowed her eyes slightly. After he was done, this building could no longer remain.

If it were discovered that all the dead bodies in the building had their crystal cores dug out, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Xu Qian closed her eyes and opened her map. Besides her and Xiao Ping, there were no living people in the entire building.

Where had those women gone?

While she had nothing to do, Xu Qian went to their warehouse. There were many items, but most of them were expired food.

Moreover, due to the high temperature, a stench filled the air.

Xu Qian lost all interest in collecting supplies and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a dripping sound echoed.

Her eyes darted to the several boxes in the corner.

They weren't ordinary boxes, but insulated containers.

Insulated containers could store ice, and the sound was coming from there.

As the lid of an insulated container was lifted, blood was seeping down.

So much blood, could it be?

Xu Qian strode forward and lifted the lid. Rows of snow-white severed arms were neatly arranged inside the box.

The girl's eyes were solemn. These dismembered limbs had been submerged in ice water. Now that the ice had melted, the blood had flowed out.

She opened the boxes one by one. Forearms, upper arms, lower legs, thighs, internal organs, human skin, even private parts were clearly separated.

Xu Qian shook her head and closed the lids one by one.

Three years into the apocalypse, could she still expect these people to have normal thoughts?

Eating human flesh was a normal thing in their eyes.

With a thought, Xu Qian conjured a can of gasoline in her hand. She doused the boxes and the surrounding paper cartons of supplies with gasoline.

The girl stood at the doorway, struck a lighter, and threw it towards the boxes.

The paper cartons immediately ignited. Xu Qian squinted her eyes and said softly, "Rest in peace."

With a "snap," the main door closed.

Not long after, the entire building began to burn.

The Shangdong base thus disappeared from the apocalypse, unnoticed and forgotten.