Qiann Yan reached out and pressed down on the head of the young zombie boy beside her, whispering, "Show them your true face, I can protect you."
"Otherwise, they'll keep pestering us, and that's a hassle."
The boy hesitated a little, was this little girl crazy?
However, at this moment, he could only choose to believe her, nodding stiffly. Having escaped from that place, his chances of continuing to exist were slim to none.
He didn't want to attack humans and, in the face of human attacks, all he could do was dodge and escape.
Actually, as a zombie, he also had some instinctive reactions that belonged to zombies. He was afraid that once he actually started attacking humans, it would spiral out of control, and he would become like an ordinary zombie, instinctively gnawing at humans, eating human flesh.
This wasn't the outcome he wanted, nor was it what his parents wanted to see.
He hadn't yet fulfilled his parents' dying wish; in any way possible, he must stay alive.
