Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 537 Even the Zombie King Has a Weakness 14

"Wow, so much food!" Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up as he looked at all the different kinds of goods and food in the supermarket. He followed Jiang Yan around, pretending to eat whatever Jiang Yan pointed at. Deng Xiaozhi followed behind Zhao Zhao, observing and protecting him at all times.

Zhao Zhao's space was responsible for loading some important supplies and a small amount of food, while the rest was handled by the others who were following along and loaded onto the truck.

The group was very organized and moved quickly and accurately. After Zhao Zhao moved some medicines into his space, his 50-square-meter space was completely filled.

The space can be expanded, but it requires time and crystal core upgrades. Currently, with Zhao Zhao's strength, his space is only fifty square meters.

However, the amount of supplies that can fill this space is quite substantial.

"Alright, alright, I can't fit any more." Zhao Zhao patted his stomach, indicating that he was full. Jiang Yan smiled and rubbed his head, letting Deng Xiaozhi continue moving other supplies, while his job became taking care of Zhao Zhao.

"Zhao Zhao is a great hero today, helping us transport a lot of things," he said with a smile. "Is there any reward you'd like?"

Zhao Zhao lowered her head and whispered, "I want a brother." The system is lying; there are no brothers here.

"What?" Jiang Yan didn't hear clearly. He leaned closer to Zhao Zhao, who said again, "I want to find zombies myself!" Her eyes blazed with passion again.

Following the instructions the system had given him, Zhao Zhao replied.

The system said that his brother was nearby watching him, and he was overjoyed!

For some reason, the child in his arms suddenly started squirming. Jiang Yan patted his little bottom and said, "You want to kill zombies?" He interpreted the child's actions as such.

"Don't move, I'll take you there." There aren't many zombies in this area right now, so their safety is still guaranteed.

He held a gun and led the team that began searching for zombies. There might still be a few zombies left in a corner or an unopened warehouse.

He took Zhaozhao with him and, to ensure their safety, they wandered around the crowd.

Not long after, he suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded. He lost consciousness but did not stop walking. He carried Zhao Zhao to another corner.

Upon seeing them, Deng Xiaozhi shouted, "Captain, what are you doing?!"

"Search for supplies." The loud, normal voice rang out uncontrollably. Jiang Yan's body was no longer under his control; only his eyes revealed his true emotions.

In the shadows of the corner of the room ahead stood a figure whose shape was indistinct. After Jiang Yan entered the room, he suddenly stopped and put Zhao Zhao down.

Zhao Zhao didn't see the person in the dark corner, and looked up at Jiang Yan in confusion: "Brother Jiang, why did you bring me here?"

The clear, innocent voice of a child rang out, and the world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Jiang Yan forced a smile onto his stiff face: "Go forward and catch the zombie you want to catch."

Zhao Zhao's small body was turned around by him. He looked down and suddenly found his favorite little cake at his feet.

Zhao Zhao asked with delight, "Brother Jiang, can I eat this little cake on the ground?"

"can."

The voice that was heard in the air was no longer Jiang Yan's, but because the voices were similar, Zhao Zhao didn't pay much attention and picked up the small cake and put it in her mouth.

However, after eating the cake, his favorite toy suddenly appeared in front of him, and he asked, "Brother Jiang, can I pick up this toy?"

"can."

Jiang Yan stood rooted to the spot, unable to utter a sound. His eyes, red and swollen, watched Zhao Zhao approach the dangerous figure in the dark corner, his eyes filled with terror.

Every few steps Zhao Zhao took, he found his favorite food, toys, and clothes, and a big smile spread across his bright face. When he looked down again, what appeared before him was no longer a miracle, but a pair of snow-white sneakers.

"Huh?" Zhao Zhao squatted down and grabbed the shoes, puzzled. "These shoes look so familiar."

Suddenly, the shoes in front of her moved—no, it should be said that the foot moved. Zhao Zhao's gaze moved upwards inch by inch, and her fearful expression slowly relaxed after seeing the familiar body.

When the boy's delicate face came into view, he finally couldn't hold back his tears and hugged him, crying, "Brother!"

Yu Anchu lowered his silver-gray eyes, looking at the child clinging to his leg, his clear voice slightly hoarse: "Do you like the gift I gave you?"

The moment Zhao Zhao saw him, he threw the "gift" back to the ground. In his eyes, no gift was more important than his brother.

He kept crying, crying pitifully, and Yu Anchu finally bent down and hugged his younger brother.

My heart, which had long since stopped beating, seemed to come alive again when I held the warmth of a child in my arms.