(A brainless little world, please don't read it, it's my own idea)

Lele sat at the exquisite coffee table leisurely, with a fragrant, perfectly fried steak in front of him. He elegantly picked up the knife and fork, gently cut a piece of tender and juicy beef and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully and savoring the wonderful taste.

At the same time, the noise of several mutant zombies could be heard around. They gathered together, chattering excitedly, as if they were discussing something important. Surprisingly, the zombies' speech was extremely clear, which was completely different from the ordinary zombies that people imagined could only make low roars and indistinct growls.

While enjoying the food, Lele listened to the conversation of the mutant zombies with great interest. Although the topics they talked about were a little unbelievable to him, this strange scene still made him feel novel and interesting.

When Lele thought of the original owner in the plot, he was speechless. He really didn't know what words to use to describe it. It was obvious that he had no worries about food and clothing here, and he could even eat steak. How great was it!

You know, in the end times, most people don't even know if they can have one meal a day! I don't know what's wrong with the original owner, why he is living such a good life.

Seeing that Lele had almost finished eating, a mutant zombie brought a small cake and placed it next to Lele.

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After eating dessert, Lele felt sleepy, so he got up and climbed onto the bed to lie down.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a tall figure appeared in front of the zombies.

Several mutant zombies that were originally barking in the room stopped abruptly when they saw Murong Yuan walk in.

The next moment, these mutated zombies disappeared at the door in a flash.

The zombie king Murong Yuan looked exactly like a normal human. If one did not know his true identity in advance, it would be difficult for anyone to detect the slightest difference. His skin, which was originally as pale as paper and bloodless, had returned to a healthy wheat color.

But his body always exuded a bone-chilling coldness, and his heart, which should have been beating, was silent at this moment.

Apart from that, his facial features, body proportions, and gestures are no different from those of ordinary humans.

Murong Yuan: "Are the steak and cakes delicious?"

"Oh, don't talk, I'm so sleepy." Lele muttered and turned over.

Standing quietly outside the door, carefully putting his ear close to the crack, the mutant zombie named Shengdong was eavesdropping on the conversation inside the house with great curiosity.

It couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "Oh my, only Lele has the courage to speak to the king like this! If it were any other human, they would have been slapped to death by the master without mercy!" Thinking of this, Shengdong couldn't help but shudder, as if he could truly feel the terrifying power brought by that slap.

Murong Yuan took a deep breath, and a faint, sweet fragrance instantly entered his nose. It was an intoxicating smell, the body fragrance of Lele.

With every breath, he could feel the sweet scent spreading in the air, lingering around Murong Yuan for a long time.