Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

At the dinner table, the two ate noodles made by the team leader.

When food becomes unpalatable to a certain extent, it boils down to two concepts: edible and inedible.

Feng Yufan had never eaten such terrible food before, and he almost died on the spot.

He seemed to want to say something, but hesitated and stopped.

Sang Ying didn't even look up and said, "Just say what you want to say."

Feng Yufan gave an awkward smile.

Qiu Fengfeng, understanding his situation, explained, "You'll get used to it. That's just how the captain's cooking is. Besides, it's good enough that it's edible. Anyway, it's not poisonous."

"Um..." Feng Yufan looked at them, clearly unable to eat anymore. "Actually, I can cook. Can I make another one? I'll pay you points."

Upon hearing this, Sang Ying put down her chopsticks. "Count me in. There are still some ingredients in the kitchen. You can decide what to do."

Qiu Fengfeng immediately stopped eating, saying, "Mine, mine, thank you so much."

"It's okay, I'm going to cook. Wait a moment." Feng Yufan took the bowl to the kitchen, looking at the considerable amount of ingredients, and decided to make tomato and egg noodles.

Tomatoes are a common vegetable at the base, and eggs are not expensive in terms of points, so most people can afford them.

In the living room, Qi Ran looked towards the door.

He was wondering what the chances were of him escaping.

Perhaps his gaze was too obvious, for Sang Ying seemed to be deep in thought.

This zombie is indeed very different from the other zombies.

He was just watching the doorway, wasn't he?

He wanted to escape?

Sang Ying belatedly realized that this zombie might have a mind of its own, like the high-level zombies recently described by superhumans, capable of controlling other zombies and possessing strong combat power.

This has been the talk of the town in the mission lobby lately.

Some superhumans encountered special zombies that could control other zombies while on missions, and many superhumans died at the hands of high-level zombies.

Sang Ying stood up and squatted in front of the beautiful zombie. Qiu Fengfeng followed her in confusion.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

Sang Ying ignored her, her fingertips gripping the beautiful zombie's cold chin, forcing him to look up and meet her gaze.

These zombies are ridiculously good-looking.

His pale cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, stray hairs clung to his sweaty forehead, and his lips were pressed into a wronged curve, yet his handsome features were still undeniable.

Beneath her high, straight nose, her red eyes were like amber bathed in mist, bright and soft.

If you look closely, you can still see lingering confusion and bewilderment from being bound; your eyelashes tremble and are glistening with tiny drops of water.

Sang Ying felt his fingers burning. Despite being a zombie's body, it exuded a fragile and delicate charm, making him unconsciously lighten his grip.

"Stop pretending, you can understand, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, fear flashed in the zombie's wet eyes.

Sang Ying chuckled softly.

They're so easy to fool.

He wasn't even sure if the zombie had any consciousness.

What I said just now was just to bluff him, but the zombie actually fell for it.

"My God!" Qiu Fengfeng exclaimed in surprise, "He understood, Captain!"

Unlike Qiu Fengfeng's excitement, Sang Ying was much more rational.

Not long ago, he was still hesitating about whether to contact Min Zhengyu and let him research the zombies, but now Sang Ying has a bigger plan.

A zombie that doesn't attack people and can understand human speech is sent to an auction house for those research-obsessed lunatics at the base to bid on.

Selling this zombie would be enough for him to live comfortably in the base for the rest of his life.

"What's your name?" Sang Ying loosened her fingers and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Qi Ran..." Qi Ran hadn't spoken for a long time, and her voice was dry and hoarse.

"You're Qi Ran!" Qiu Fengfeng exclaimed in surprise. "Do you know Ye Xingye?"

Qi Ran nodded. "He is my boyfriend."

"So you're the person he's looking for," Qiu Fengfeng told the captain. "He's the person Ye Xingye, the captain of Squad 171, is looking for. I never expected him to turn into a zombie here."

Qi Ran remained silent, lowering her eyes and shrinking into a ball.

"Lock it up inside," Sang Ying ordered.

"Yes, Captain." Qiu Fengfeng picked up Qi Ran, took her into the house, and locked it up.

Just then, Feng Yufan's meal was ready, and the aroma of noodles made everyone's stomachs rumble.

"Dinner's ready!" Feng Yufan brought out a bowl of noodles and called everyone to eat.

When Qiu Fengfeng told him that the zombie was named Qi Ran, his mind went blank for a moment.

He is Qi Ran!

Feng Yufan felt a mix of repulsion and dislike, but when he thought of the other person's face, he had to admit that he was really good-looking, no wonder Ye Xingye couldn't forget him.

But he really did turn into a zombie.

It's still with them now.

A secret desire for revenge welled up inside Feng Yufan.

"Captain, what do you plan to do with him?"

"Send it to the auction house, and you'll get a share of the points," Sang Ying said, burying her head in her noodles.

Qiu Fengfeng felt a little reluctant, but she also knew that the captain was doing the right thing.

This zombie is so rare, it's sure to fetch a good price. Then they won't have to worry about not having enough points, and they won't have to work themselves to death doing missions every day.

The room was pitch black. Qi Ran saw a bed and climbed up to lie down.

The system asks the host.

[Host, the villain is trying to sell you out.]

"It's fine, zombies don't feel pain anyway, let them do whatever they want."

Qi Ran yawned, rolled up in the blanket, and prepared to go to sleep.

[As expected of a villain, ruthless and vicious.]

"I don't know him at all, and I wouldn't call myself ruthless. Anyway, zombies only end up dying."

Qi Ran had a good attitude and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The next morning, Qi Ran was locked inside the cargo box.

Feng Yufan, who was in charge of transportation, sat in the auction area's service hall, pushing a cargo box, while Sang Ying and Qiu Fengfeng registered the auction items at the counter.

Auction houses are military-controlled businesses, and a 20% service fee is charged on each item sold.

Although the price is high, it guarantees that the three major conglomerate families will not dare to do anything.

Feng Yufan nervously clenched his fingers, his eyes constantly fixed on the counter.

He was torn about whether or not to run away with Qi Ran.

If he does that, he will completely offend them, and the consequence will be that he cannot stay in the base and will be demoted to D-level, becoming a slave.

But the thought of such a beautiful person ending up as fish on the lab table was too much for Feng Yufan to bear.

Maybe.......

He thought to himself that he disliked Qi Ran.

After all, it was him who made Ye Xingye unable to forget him, but ultimately, didn't he have any selfish motives?

Finally, Feng Yufan made up his mind.

As a group of people blocked their view, Feng Yufan quickly got up, put on his hood, pushed his suitcase, left the rest area, and headed straight for the base's entrance and exit.

You need to be checked to enter the base, but not to leave.

Feng Yufan left the base as quickly as possible and drove towards one of his outposts outside the base.

Before he had any points, he would often rest at the stronghold and occasionally go to the nearby area to find something to eat.

Later, he met Ye Xingye, which gave him points. He then followed them into the city and settled down for a while.

He currently has a decent number of points in his account; enough to cover rent, but not enough for food.

Unfortunately, he left the base in too much of a hurry and made no preparations. When the car ran out of gas, he was jolted awake and slammed on the brakes, panting heavily.