87: He eats a whole table of food in one meal by himself.

Like a flash of lightning, Luo Sen grabbed Si Nan's hand and pressed it against his lower abdomen with a "smack."

"..."

Si Nan instantly felt a searing heat in her palm, and her blood felt like it was boiling. Damn, the feel of this was too good—the sheer sense of power. This wasn't something that could be built in a day or two. She really hadn't known that Luo Sen was a Martial Artist; he usually looked so gentlemanly.

She looked up at the pitch-black Luo Sen with complex emotions. Was she really going to follow the trend and have a romance with a Corpse King?

"Ahem, as long as you're not cold." Si Nan quickly withdrew her hand. Wow, becoming a Corpse King had its perks. This guy was unusually strong now, not even feeling the cold from an ice-water bath. No wonder he dressed so lightly. Let's test him again.

She turned and went into the bathroom, closed the door, took out several pieces of clothing from her Space, walked out, and handed them to Luo Sen. "Put these on."

However, Luo Sen didn't take them. "Sen Sen doesn't know how. Big Sister, put them on."

"..."

"Me?" Si Nan instantly felt like she had become a mother, the kind where a kid suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The feeling was... quite something.

She frowned and handed the underwear to Luo Sen, teaching him step by step. "Ahem, take off what you're wearing. This side is the front; wear it in the... front."

In the blink of an eye, Luo Sen stripped naked. He looked down expressionlessly at Si Nan's flushed face. Si Nan was forced to admire some "human anatomy art," and her nosebleed almost erupted. She quickly turned around and handed the underwear to Luo Sen behind her. "Put them on, put them on, put them on! Hurry up!"

"Oh, oh." Luo Sen took the underwear and studied it, but after a long time, there was no movement.

Si Nan turned around. Good grief, both his legs were in one leg hole, and Luo Sen was struggling to pull them up. She couldn't take it anymore. She squeezed her eyes shut and chanted to herself, "Forgive him for he knows not what he does. He's just a two-year-old giant baby right now. I won't get sties."

With her eyes closed, she helped Luo Sen put on his underwear and then helped him layer by layer with all his clothes. In the end, Luo Sen cried out, "Hot."

Si Nan quickly took off the fleece-lined clothes underneath, leaving him in a handsome set of casual wear. He finally stopped complaining about the heat and changed his tune to, "Big Sister, Sen Sen is hungry."

"I know, I know." Si Nan was certain that Luo Sen didn't fear the cold. Just now, when he was only in his underwear, his whole body was warm. It must be his immense power that made him resistant to the cold.

Sigh, although this was good, he was still a zombie. Was he going to be like this for the rest of his life? His parents only had him as their son.

While Si Nan was lost in thought, Luo Sen poked her shoulder with his long, well-defined fingers. "Big Sister, Sen Sen is hungry."

As if afraid Si Nan wouldn't understand, he even pointed to his sexy, thin lips.

"Sigh, come with me." Helplessly, Si Nan led Luo Sen to the dining table and made him sit obediently. She set the plates and utensils, then turned away from him to take out three fragrant meat dishes from her Space.

Luo Sen shook his head. "Not tasty. Want red meat."

Si Nan thought about it; the "red meat" he meant was probably raw meat. She immediately feigned anger. "What did you just promise me?"

Like a real two-year-old, Luo Sen frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said joyfully, "Listen to Big Sister. Don't eat... raw meat."

Si Nan gave him a thumbs up. "Hey, that's right. Sen Sen has a great memory; you remember everything Big Sister says. Now, let's start eating. This bowl of rice is yours, and this one is mine."

She pushed a large bowl of rice to Luo Sen and kept a small bowl for herself.

Luo Sen looked at them and frowned. He swapped the large and small bowls, giving the large one to Si Nan. "Big Sister... eat until full. Mama said... Sen Sen must be... good to Big Sister... must protect Big Sister. Sen Sen... eats small bowl."

Si Nan had a headache. Was every bratty kid this hard to please? Her heart was so tired.

She swapped the bowls back. "One small bowl is enough for Big Sister. Eat quickly; we have things to do after eating."

Luo Sen stopped talking and picked up his dinner, eating ravenously as if he hadn't eaten for three days and nights. However, despite these fine dishes, he ate them as if they were coarse grain and wild herbs, his handsome face looking miserable.

He looked up at Si Nan, having managed to finish the large bowl of rice and three meat dishes in less than five minutes.

Si Nan's chopsticks were still frozen in mid-air. What happened to "not tasty"? Didn't he enjoy it? But as soon as she pulled back her chopsticks, Luo Sen handed the large empty bowl to her, looking aggrieved. "Hungry."

"..."

How could she afford to feed him? This was a week's worth of food for her—at least ten bowls of rice. That bowl of his was as big as a basin. He was a total giant baby!

Si Nan's mouth twitched. Miserably, she grabbed the large bowl, ran to where her back was turned to him, filled it to the brim again, and placed it in front of Luo Sen.

"Thank you, Big Sister." Luo Sen was very polite, but after thanking her, he looked at the three empty meat dishes.

Si Nan: "..."

As expected of a Corpse King—he could eat a whole banquet in one sitting by himself.

"Ugh, I'm going to go bankrupt." Si Nan had no choice; she bitterly took out three more meat dishes and pushed them all in front of Luo Sen.

She wondered, did Luo Sen eat this much before he turned into a zombie?

Si Nan ignored him, her heart feeling particularly wounded. Fortunately, she wasn't short on supplies. She got up and went to rummage through the black bag Luo Sen had carried on his back, which was sitting on the floor by the door.

It was covered in black blood and shredded meat. She didn't dare touch it directly, so she quickly pulled out disposable gloves and put them on before carefully opening the backpack.

Inside were 100 individually packaged Serum Antidotes, 100 Disposable Syringes, and a set of instructions from Luo Sen.

She read through them carefully, gaining a preliminary understanding of the current Luo Sen.

She turned her head to look at Luo Sen; he was still eating and hadn't noticed her. She went to take a bath, using the hot water she had just boiled for Luo Sen. Not daring to bathe downstairs, she carried it to the second floor and took a quick combat bath.

When she came out fully dressed, Luo Sen was like a very well-behaved elementary student, sitting on the sofa on the second floor waiting for her. When he saw her, he yawned; he was ready to sleep.

Do zombies get sleepy? Or was it because he had just turned into a zombie and still retained the habits of a normal person?

Thinking of this, she prepared bedding and went downstairs to make a warm bed for him. After finishing, she thought about Luo Sen's current two-year-old IQ and immediately took out a Large Dolphin Plushie from her Space, placing it on the inner side of the bed.

She turned around and—thud—slammed into a solid wall of flesh. Si Nan's nose hurt so much from the impact that her eyes welled up with tears.

"Big Sister, hug." Luo Sen was overjoyed, hugging Si Nan and refusing to let go.

Si Nan covered her nose and pushed Luo Sen away. "Hug my foot! You're safer staying far away from me."

"Big Sister... doesn't like... Sen Sen." Luo Sen's face looked miserable, incredibly aggrieved.

Honestly, Si Nan wanted to die.

"I say, Corpse Brother? Pfft—" Si Nan turned around and was instantly amused. What was she seeing? The tall and handsome Luo Sen was actually fidgeting with his fingers helplessly, just like a three-year-old.

"Hahaha, Luo Sen, you finally have a day like this! Thinking back to how you used to bully me, I have to capture this moment. I'll show it to your parents when I see them in the future. Hahaha!"