The Little Zombie Everyone Adores [Livestream]

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In the fifty-fifth year of the apocalypse, survivors had established safe cities and divided the territory among federations. Survival was no longer the only concern. People also had high demands for entertainment, so livestreaming took off. Ability users livestreamed themselves killing mutated creatures for hefty tips.

One day, a high-level ability user was killed by a mutated creature while trying to slay it. As viewers in the livestream lamented, a little zombie came bouncing into the stream. With clear, innocent eyes, she grabbed the streaming equipment and ran off.

Curious viewers stayed and followed the little zombie to a zombie town, leaving comments about how disgusting it was.

[It's bound to be filthy, smelly, and chaotic!]

[I can't watch this. It's probably just zombies attacking each other.]

As soon as they said that, the viewers saw a completely different side of the zombies.

A cozy little zombie town, bustling with construction. One second, a zombie was violently smashing a wall; the next, it was clutching its head and sobbing. No problem, the little zombie could cheer it right up with an apple.

A zombie who kept losing its head got a head delivered from a thousand miles away by the little zombie, along with a thoughtful missing-head notice. She said there was no need to thank her.

Whenever anyone in town had some gossip, the whole town would gather to watch. As fellow zombies who enjoyed a good show, the little zombie became a professional peacemaker. The family couldn't do without her.

The little zombie had all sorts of jobs, and she also loved taking lost little ones home. A wounded kitty, a stranded fish, a bird that couldn't fly: she could get every one of them home safely.

Viewers flooded the chat with messages saying how much they adored her.

[My baby is just too cute! I admit I was a little too loud when I was badmouthing zombies before!]

[My baby is the cutest in the world! A hundred spaceships to make her smile!]

And so, the apocalypse forum developed a strange sight. When other streamers got tips, their fans would say, "Our brother/sister is number one! Let's boost the numbers and get them to the top of the charts!"

In the little zombie's livestream: My baby just likes shiny things. What can we do? We have to tip her to amuse the kid. We had no idea she'd become the runaway top streamer on the whole site.

Some viewers came out to sneer.

[She likes the enemy? She must be a traitor. She needs to be investigated.]

[What is wrong with people who feel kindly toward zombies?!]

[She's only a low-level weakling. Who knows when she'll die.]

But later, viewers watched with their own eyes as the Zombie Emperor handed his scepter, a symbol of his authority, to the little zombie so she could knock down a beehive, gazing at her with affection. The cold, ruthless zombie assassin gave her his personal weapon to play with, his expression gentle. The ancestor of mutated creatures became a doting dad, patiently raising the little one. Even the highest authority in the federation bent down for her...

As a three-and-a-half-year-old zombie baby, Rongrong didn't understand a lot of things. Today was today. What were yesterday and tomorrow? She had no idea. What was the difference between zombies and humans?

So all kinds of strange things happened to her. For example, the fluffy little one she'd just taken home suddenly showed up again, only now it was much taller and bigger, claiming to be the Zombie King. What was that even supposed to mean? She didn't understand.

Or the little crybaby who was always clinging to her arm. She'd finally taken it home, but then it suddenly showed up again and said it was the leader of the federation. Oh, she still didn't understand.

But it was so strange for such a tall, grown-up person to cling to her arm and call her Sister Rongrong!

Theme: Love can cross species and protect our shared home