"do not move!"
Lu Yu suddenly shouted loudly, which shocked everyone in the living room and cast doubtful glances at him.
"Boss, there's something on the back of your neck!"
Lu Yu stretched out his palm and pressed it in the air, signaling everyone not to move. He quickly moved his body and came to Zhang Ning's back.
After hearing this, Zhang Ning's face suddenly turned pale, his body froze in place, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the back of his neck with his hand.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was pulled by Xiao Ran on the side. Xiao Loli also noticed the abnormality on his neck and silently shook her head at Zhang Ning.
The dark blue fleshy tentacles seemed to be able to sense Zhang Ning's emotions. They stopped swinging and retracted like a snail's tentacles. However, they did not retract into the flesh, but squeezed into a ball in the gaps between the scales. , it looks like a piece of dark blue scales from a distance, which is completely different from the surrounding dark scales.
Lu Yu turned the chopsticks in his hand and poked the dark blue scales with the end that was not used to pick up the rice. The feeling from the chopsticks was as if he had poked a piece of rubber, which was quite elastic.
"Brother Yu... don't poke me... it's itchy..."
Zhang Ning's voice was trembling. He remained frozen and his eyes rolled back desperately, trying to see what was on the back of his neck in this way.
"itch?"
Lu Yu was stunned. What he had just poked was the dark blue scales, which did not touch his skin. Why did Zhang Ning feel itchy?
"what about now?"
Thinking in his mind, Lu Yu poked the dark scales on the side with the tip of his chopstick again, trying to prove his suspicion.
"I don't feel anything, I just feel you poking me..."
Feeling the touch of hard objects on the chopsticks, Lu Yu made an inference in his mind.
Perhaps the dark blue tentacle growing on the back of Zhang Ning's neck is part of Zhang Ning's body and is not a dangerous parasite.
It's like his neck and chest are covered with dark scales. This may be a normal phenomenon after the evolution of zombies.
"Feel it yourself, there is a little brother on the back of your neck..."
Lu Yu made an inappropriate joke and glanced at the chopstick head that he had just used to poke the tentacles. There was no dirt on it, so he turned the chopsticks around with confidence and took the fried rice in the bowl into his mouth.
On the other hand, Zhang Ning, who was frozen in place, was completely different from Lu Yu's calm look. After hearing that there was a strange thing growing on the back of his neck, Zhang Ning immediately stretched out his right hand and touched the back of his neck.
Seeing Lu Yu's calm look, Xiao Ran thought for a moment and guessed the reason. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and started to shovel the fried rice into his mouth.
"Old Swan, what's going on? There's something really growing..."
Zhang Ning quickly touched the position of the dark blue scales based on the feeling from his neck just now, but magically, when his index finger touched the scales, the mass seemed to be alive and returned to its original form. The tentacles, which were as thick as fingers, were still wrapped around Zhang Ning's fingers, looking extremely docile.
To Lu Yu, the dark blue fleshy tentacles felt like pets he had kept for many years.
"I seem to be able to control it..."
Zhang Ning stopped teasing with his right index finger and stared straight ahead, but his eyes were empty and unfocused.
As he stopped moving, the fleshy tentacles growing on his neck no longer danced, but straightened into a straight state, like a short wooden stick inserted into his neck, but not long after, Then it started dancing like seaweed again.
At this time, Zhang Ning's eyes were focused again, and the look in his eyes returned.
"Hey, this thing is really a little brother. Can you control it to become hard or soft?"
Lu Yu, who had been standing behind Zhang Ning, suddenly became interested. He turned his chopsticks again and poked the dancing tentacles with the other end.
"Don't make trouble..."
Zhang Ning slapped Lu Yu's chopsticks away angrily and murmured.
"This thing makes me feel like there is a new organ growing on the back of my neck, like a lung."
After Lu Yu and Xiao Ran heard this, they looked at each other and signaled Zhang Ning to continue.
"I can control it, but I can't completely control it..."
Zhang Ning pondered for a moment and said with some uncertainty.
"It felt like I could hold my breath and temporarily stop my lungs from breathing, but I couldn't hold my breath forever without help because if I did, I would die and my instinct would stop me from killing myself."
"You mean, this dark blue tentacle is controlled by your autonomic nervous system, not your central nervous system?"
Xiaoran stuck out his tongue, licked the rice grains from the corner of his mouth into his mouth, and then concluded.
"What?"
Zhang Ning and Lu Yu asked in unison, their heads filled with question marks.
"Because the operation of organs like the lungs relies on the body's autonomic nervous system. I just thought of this when brother Zhang Ning mentioned that he can't always control it."
"The autonomic nervous system is still limited to the control of the central nervous system, so when brother Zhang Ning has the idea of control in his head, the tentacles will obey its will."
Xiaoran said it matter-of-factly, and added a sentence at the end.
"This is all biology knowledge in high school textbooks. I dug it out from your stack of books earlier. Uncle Lu Yu, did you return it to the teacher after graduation?"
"Ahem, eat, eat..."
Lu Yu pretended not to care and coughed a few times, trying to change the embarrassing topic.
"Ha! It smells so good. Uncle Ni's craftsmanship is so amazing!"
After finishing washing, Xu Xiaoxiao finally walked out of the bathroom and followed the smell of fried rice in the air to the living room.
Xu Xiaoxiao, who was very nervous, didn't notice anything behind Zhang Ning's neck at all. Instead, he raised his palm and slapped him on the back of the head, cursing at the same time.
"If you hadn't occupied the toilet so early in the morning, I wouldn't have missed breakfast. Fortunately, you have some conscience and know how to leave some for me!"
Just when Xu Xiaoxiao's slap fell, Lu Yu keenly observed that the tentacles that were dancing in the wind one second retracted into the gap the next second, disguised as a piece of dark blue scales.
The girl's strength was so fierce, even though it was a light slap, she almost slapped Zhang Ning's head into his rice bowl.
"A gentleman talks with his words but never with his hands. If you look like this, you won't be able to get married in the future!"
Zhang Ning stuffed the rice grains stuck to his face into his mouth and muttered.
"This fairy is a woman. Didn't you listen to what Confucius said, 'Only women and villains are difficult to raise'!"
Xu Xiaoxiao sat down on the sofa in a hurry. Seeing that Lu Yu had already set aside three bowls of fried rice, he politely took the pot over and started eating from it.
After being strengthened by the virus, Xu Xiaoxiao also clearly felt the changes in her body. It was obvious that she had great strength. Although her muscular figure made her sad for a while, she was open-minded by nature and quickly accepted this fact, and she was very Optimistically looking forward to a return to normalcy in the future.
The second was her appetite, which grew overnight.
Like most girls, Xu Xiaoxiao was worried at first, fearing that she would gain weight after eating so much food, but she soon discovered that after the food entered her stomach, it was like entering a black hole. It was quickly digested and absorbed, and there was no bloating in the abdomen after a big meal.
This made her feel relieved. She could eat no matter how much she ate without getting fat. Isn't this exactly what thousands of women dream of?
In addition, Uncle Ni's cooking skills are indeed superb. Simple ingredients can be transformed into delicious dishes as long as he processes them.
Under the influence of these objective factors, this created the heroic status quo of Xu Xiaoxiao eating directly from the pot.
"Good morning, everyone..."
Shao Xiuqi walked out of the bedroom with a tired look on her face, followed by her husband, Yan Hanben.
The two of them seem to be used to getting up late, and they are a little uncomfortable with Lu Yu and the others being noisy in the early morning. However, considering the current apocalyptic situation, this kind of popular slapstick seems to have added a bit of vitality to the family. Don't make people angry.
"I left fried rice for you, eat it quickly."
Lu Yu pointed to the three bowls of fried rice on the table with his chin and said hello.
For him, although Yan Hanben and Shao Xiuqi had not been strengthened by the virus, after getting along for a few days, the two people also contributed to the survival of the entire survivor team, so Lu Yu had no ill feelings towards them.
"By the way, communication should be restored today, right?"
Yan Hanben pulled a chair, sat at the table, and asked aloud.
"Well, that's right. I'll turn on the radio soon to see if I can receive any news."
Lu Yu stuffed the remaining mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, turned back to the storage room and took out Uncle Ni's radio, and sat at the table to adjust it.
Everyone was eating, but their attention was focused on the radio in Lu Yu's hand, hoping that the sizzling white noise would turn into an evacuation message issued by the government.
But the scene that made everyone happy did not appear for a long time. Yan Hanben seemed a little anxious. He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and tried to make a call, but the busy tone came from the phone without any signal.
The atmosphere suddenly became low, and everyone stopped talking and just immersed themselves in eating.
"Maybe it's because it's too early. Maybe after a while, the communication will be restored. Then we can use Zhang Jike and Ma Long's communication equipment to contact the main force, and we will be saved!"
Seeing that everyone looked like they had lost confidence, Xu Xiaoxiao put down the pot in his hands and cheered everyone up.
"Hey, did you see it just now? There is a plane! There is a plane in the sky!"
Just as everyone was forced to smile, Uncle Ni, who had been busy in the kitchen, rushed out waving a spatula, his wrinkled face full of excitement...
