Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Edited MTL by: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 277 - Help me (1)
As Bei Nuan headed deeper into the base, she realized the base was a full-fledged town despite its dilapidated state. Survivors had gathered here, and the base was quite lively. It was much larger than she expected.
Bei Nuan's attention shifted, and she gradually forgot about her embarrassment.
Read MoreTitle: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Edited MTL by: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 276 - I discovered there's a benefit to dating (3)
If Absolute Obedience only worked on him the first time, then he had done everything else when he was completely normal. So that meant he didn't forget any of it?
Bei Nuan was in despair as she turned her head to look at Lu Xingchi.
Read MoreTitle: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 275 - I discovered there's a benefit to dating (2)
While Bei Nuan ate the spicy, numbing, and tender chicken, she thought; an ability that could let Du Ruo drop his food was incomparably powerful.
She had to make the most of the ability while it lasted. It was such a good ability. If she didn't use it now, it would be a waste once the ability expired.
Read MoreTitle: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 274 - I discovered there's a benefit to dating (1)
Du Ruo said, "The search team looked down on my Ming Hong Knife yesterday. Can you set the ruby that Bei Nuan gave me onto the handle of the knife so that it looks more awesome?"
Bei Nuan thought; that's not the reason why they don't think highly of your cosplay knife.
Read MoreTitle: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 273 - Illusion (3)
Bei Nuan and Lu Xingchi walked back together. It was the hottest time of the day. The sun was shining brightly, and there were clouds of red dust on the road. The few trees on the roadside were listless.
They were walking side by side and very close to each other. His hand kept nonchalantly brushing her hand.
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