I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 13

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: I OPENED A CLINIC IN THE APOCALYPSE

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This night was bound to be rough.

The zombies in South City were stirred up. It was as if there was some large-scale event that they were missing from. Their bodies were all a little incomplete.

Wen Qingling felt a faint sensation but he couldn’t describe how he felt about it.

Late at night, Wen Qingling moved the blood anemone queens into a large storage tank filled with the blood of mutant animals. Over and over, he injected his powers into them to speed up their maturation and make them bear seeds.

When Jiang Lan got up in the morning, what greeted her was a large basket full of black seeds, scaring her immensely.

She hurried over to check on the two blood anemone queens. Though they were induced to create seeds all night, they still seemed full of energy.

Jiang Lan touched their round abdomens in distress. “It’s been hard on you two, making so many babies at once. Have you been squeezed dry by my son?”

Wen Qingling: “…”

Jiang Lan began to scold her son.

“Why are you bustling around without sleeping all night? Don’t accidentally kill the blood anemone queens!”

Wen Qingling: “You… Can you even fall asleep?”

Zombies did not sleep. They merely rested. The best time for rest should be during the day.

To be more like humans, Wen Qingling’s parents had reversed their biological clock—sleeping at night and enjoying themselves during the day.

Jiang Lan: “Even if you can’t sleep, you have to sleep! We are good zombies!”

Wen Qingling: “Yes yes yes. I’ll reflect upon my mistakes and correct my behaviour. I will never exploit the blood anemone queens again.”

Hearing this, Jiang Lan finally let him go.

The two big blood anemone queens were like two egg-bearing hens to their family and had to be carefully raised.

Wen Qingling wanted to say that it was alright even if the blood anemone queens died while under their care.

All he needed to do was grow a few more with his blood. However, he dared not say so and could only resign himself to reflecting upon his actions and promising never to make the same mistake again.

The news that the South City base was captured by zombies soon spread to bases large and small.

Many small bases started to worry. The next base that the zombies attacked… Would it be their own?

The ones who dared to create a base on their own were all people who wanted to be the top dog. It was now the apocalypse. Who would want to listen to another’s order if they were powerful?

In the vicinity of Ling City, the largest survivor base was the Ling City base. If a small base wanted to join the Ling City base, their only choice was to be annexed.

It was estimated that the boss of a small base, in Ling City, could not even be considered the leader of a small squad.

The destruction of the South City base allowed Ling City base to recruit various small and medium-sized bases to develop and expand the Ling City base together.

No matter how turbulent it was outside, it was unable to affect the Wen Qingling in South City.

He was still in the clinic.