"You want to drink? Are you sure?" Deng Yun asked with a frown.

Wang Xin nodded crazily, with laughter coming out of the corners of his mouth.

The soldiers also looked at each other in confusion. They didn't expect zombies to drink. This is even rarer than beautiful women drinking together.

"Beer or liquor?" Deng Yun pointed to the beer can and ceramic bottle and asked.

"They all...want it all." Wang Xin's eyes gleamed and he said.

Hearing the zombies speaking human language really startled the soldiers. One of the soldiers even took out his ears, wondering if there was earwax blocking the ear canal, causing him to mishear.

Deng Yun nodded, picked up a can of beer and a bottle of liquor and handed them to Wang Xin.

The other party took the wine tremblingly, his red eyes even more excited.

At this time, all the eyes of the people around were focused on this zombie, as if this was the most noteworthy thing in this century. If he had a mobile phone, Deng Yun believed that they would broadcast it live.

Wang Xin put the liquor in the creaking nest, held the beer can tightly with his left hand, and then unbuttoned it with his right hand.

His fingers were badly rotted, and when he tried to turn the lock, his nails broke, and he had a sad expression on his face.

Yan Shifang moved her fingers slightly, and the button of the beer can was pulled open, and white foam sprayed out of the can along with the gas.

Wang Xin was overjoyed. He held the can and poured it into his mouth. The excess beer bubbled out from the corner of his mouth.

The soldiers were stunned and couldn't believe that this zombie was really drinking. They rubbed their eyes and confirmed repeatedly before they had to admit this fact.

Deng Yun waited for Wang Xin to finish drinking, then asked: "How do you feel?"

"It's...very refreshing..." Wang Xin said with a belch.

Seeing the appearance of the zombies, the other soldiers were even more surprised. They even expected the other soldiers to drink liquor.

Wang Xin threw away the beer can, uncorked the liquor, raised his head and poured it into his mouth as if drinking beer.

Deng Yun was curious about whether this zombie could get drunk and whether it would return to its brutal and bloodthirsty nature. However, seeing that there was no abnormality in his eating snacks, he should be able to deduce that his digestive system was similar to that of a normal person.

The alcohol can also be digested. In that case, the zombie will also get drunk. As for the possibility of restoring the zombie nature, he is not worried. He has at least a hundred ways to stop the other party from going crazy.

The bottle of liquor fell to the ground and made a clanking sound.

Wang Xin's body began to shake, and his red eyes were full of drunkenness. He was really drunk.

"Wang Xin, are you okay?" Deng Yun asked curiously.

"No...it's okay...music...music..." Wang Xin said slowly.

Music?

People around are full of questions, wondering why this zombie needs music.

Deng Yun's heart moved, and he took out the communicator from his pocket. He opened the audio file inside, and a dynamic melody appeared.

The zombie was shaking his head, swaying to the rhythm of the music, swaying his body, twisting his waist and hips, and dancing gracefully. His body was a little stiff due to decay, but the dance moves seemed to be engraved in his bones, and every move was very standard.

, at first glance, he looks like someone who has practiced dancing.

"Okay, you danced well." Some soldiers couldn't help but praise.

With praise from others, Wang Xin danced more freely and harder, and the atmosphere of the entire party was immediately lifted.

Wasn't this guy a little nightclub prince before?

Deng Yun thought so and swayed with the music in the communicator.

The party was filled with laughter and joy. As the sun set, the party also ended. The soldiers began to clean up the scene and carry the remaining uneaten snacks back to the car.

Liu Qiao was still lying on the ground, drunk and unconscious. Deng Yun had no choice but to carry Liu Qiao to the truck, where there was a lot of space and suitable for her to sober up.

"I'll do it." Yan Shifang stopped Deng Yun's behavior and said calmly.

She waved her arms, and Liu Qiao rose into the air and floated into the truck.

"You have a really good drinking capacity." Deng Yun said to Yan Shifang.

Yan Shifang stuck out her tongue, summoned the white wine she had just drank with her right hand, and shook it in front of Deng Yun. There was a sound of wine sloshing inside, proving that there was still white wine in it.

"I didn't drink much. I just used my power to prevent the wine from pouring out." She whispered to Deng Yun.

Deng Yun suddenly realized that he did not expect that Yan Shifang could directly hide it from everyone present. Liu Qiao was really pitiful, and her IQ was once again crushed by Yan Shifang.

He turned around and walked towards the car, and saw the zombie Wang Xin standing quietly, looking at the sunset on the edge of the city, with deep sadness in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" He walked up and asked.

After a party, Wang Xin's speech became more fluent, unlike the stammering before.

"I want to...remember something." He answered.

"Oh? What's going on?" Deng Yun had some vague expectations in his heart. Wang Xin was getting closer and closer to ordinary people. If his memory could be restored, the spread of those new viruses does not seem to be a bad thing. Human beings seem to be able to exist as another species.

Wang Xin shook his head stiffly, pointed to his mouth, and said: "I...I can't tell..."

Deng Yun understood what the other party meant. What Wang Xin was thinking of could not be expressed fluently in words.

He is not in a hurry to seek answers. As long as Wang Xin develops in a positive direction, he will be able to recover his memory and communicate with him smoothly.

And back at the base, with Sun Bowu and Uncle Hua Jiu here, there must be more ways.

He didn't let Wang Xin go to the trunk. Now Liu Qiao was lying on the truck and the co-pilot had a seat available, so he let Wang Xin sit in that seat.

The monkey was shocked again when he saw Wang Xin fastening his seat belt with his own hands. The zombie in front of him was completely out of the zombie category. It would be an exaggeration to say that he was a human being.

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, the convoy started again and arrived in the third area when the sun completely set.

The senior executives of District 3 and other survivors had already greeted them at the gate. When they saw the fully loaded truck, everyone laughed from ear to ear.

It was only then that Liu Qiao opened her eyes and woke up. When she found herself in the truck, she immediately knew that she had lost the drinking contest. When she thought of this, she felt lost and helped the soldiers move the supplies into the warehouse.

Deng Yun asked Monkey and Wang Xin to stay in the car and not get out of the car, and closed the windows tightly. He was worried that Wang Xin's presence would cause panic among the survivors.

He and Yan Shifang got out of the car, handed over work to Zhu Kai and others, then leaned into each other's ears and whispered about the zombie Wang Xin.

Zhu Kai was also surprised when he heard that a zombie had regained its humanity and memory. He quickly lowered his voice and said: "This is not a trivial matter. It may change the current situation. Take him to the research room quickly."

Deng Yun nodded and returned to the car. Yan Shifang did not follow him, but helped the soldiers carry supplies.

"Monkey, go to the research room." He patted the driver's seat and said.
Chapter completed!