It took about an hour until Yang Zhang could move his body. Of course, he was still very sluggish, but he could get up and pick Chestnut, who was still lying on the ground.

He put chestnut inside the spacious jacket pocket and said to his crew, “Alright, guys. It’s time to go home. I’m afraid there will be another monster attacking us.”

“Chirp!”

Only Spicy Wing was in full vigor, while the rest was too exhausted or hurt. Honestly, Yang Zhang planned to take a good plant for the Brain bead, but he was too exhausted, and the Brain bead had a defect.

He already planted a Brain bead in that rose right before he left, so it would be better to check that first before using another damaged Brain bead.

He couldn’t use Ivy’s vines because she was hurt, so it was better to just walk, albeit it was quite far from the hut.

“Urgh, we really need to find medicine supply, ” Yang Zhang complained as he strode through the forest. Then he silently added the medicine supply to his wish list if he wanted to go out to the cities to get the medicine supply.

Yang Zhang arrived at the hut after another two hours of trekking. He was goddamn exhausted that he just slumped after he opened the door.

“Ivy, close the door, and… urgh, you guys should return to your place and rest. We will… have dinner later….” Yang Zhang said Little Ivy closed the door with her vine and returned to her pot.

Chestnut returned to its den that was self-made, full of chestnuts inside. Meanwhile, Lt. Spicy Wing was still in full vigor to rest. The little chick thought it was too early to rest.

“Chirp! Chirp!”

“Ah… Spicy Wing, just… do whatever you want. Just don’t burn the hut, okay?

“Chirp!”

Yang Zhang pushed his willpower to crawl to the old sofa and fell asleep quickly.

Lt. Spicy Wing looked around the hut, everyone was resting right now because of exhaustion, but the little chick was still in high vitality. So it started walking around curiously, circling around Little Ivy’s pot, jumping and checking Chestnut’s den full of chestnuts, and then checked Yang Zhang, who fell asleep quickly.

Now that the little chick was alone, it decided to explore the backyard.

The backyard door was closed, but a small opened window was on top of the door.

“Chirp!” Lt. Spicy Wing quickly jumped from the chair to the cupboard near the door. The little chick easily jumped from the open window, and… wala—the little chick was now in the backyard!

Lt. Spicy Wing looked around the backyard, and its attention immediately darted at a rose that wiggled around as if greeting the little chick.

“Chirp?”

Wiggle. Wiggle.

“Chirp…” the little chick approached the dancing rose and circled around the rose without much care. The rose continued wiggling happily until… Bop!

A head suddenly popped from the grave, but only half of it, showing the hair, forehead, until the eyes. And it was the head of a woman.

Lt. Spicy Wing was a fearless little chick who had no fear of zombies, let alone a ghost. It was just a bit surprising when a head suddenly popped out.

“Chirp, chirp?”

The eyes stared blankly at Spicy Wing before winking, and the dancing rose on top of her head continued wiggling and dancing happily. Since the half-head woman couldn’t speak, she communicated with the rose on top of her head.

The rose wiggled again and bowed in front of Lt. Spicy Wing.

The little chick puffed out its chest proudly because this half head was greeting him politely, “Chirp! Chirp!”

The half head made an eye smile and slowly struggled to leave the grave.

POP!

“Chirp!”

Lt. Spicy Wing was excited when the half-head finally popped out completely. The woman was only buried from the neck under.

Spicy Wing was now able to look at the woman's face.

She was around mid-twenty, with long dark hair and a sweet smile.

She looked really beautiful, but her skin was rotting. The girl turned to be a living corpse, aka a zombie.

“Chirp!” Lt. Spicy Wing quickly retreated, readying itself just in case the woman decided to attack.

But the woman didn’t have any intention to attack. She smiled at Spicy Wing and said in a low but gentle motherly voice, “Hello, what’s your name?”

“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”

“Lieutenant Spicy Wing? Is that your name?” The woman asked, and the little chick puffed out its chest again in response to confirming his name.

“Chirp?”

“Ah, my name? I don’t have one, at least not yet…” the woman smiled. “I’m just showing up to greet you first, Lieutenant.”

Spicy Wing was proud of its popularity and charisma to get a greeting from a random zombie. But that wasn’t enough. The little chick wanted to show Yang Zhang about this new finding! A zombified rotting head that could talk, complete with a dancing rose on top of her head!

When the woman sensed what Spicy Wing wanted to do, it hurriedly said, “Don’t tell him, okay?”

“Chirp?”

“Well, I cannot tell the reason, but don’t tell him yet.”

“Chirp, chirp?”

“Yes, don’t tell your Uhm… Major General Yang Zhang about my presence. I will show myself once I’m ready.”

“Chirp!”

“Thank you, Lieutenant. I will burrow myself again, but you are free to come and visit me whenever you feel like it. See you later, Lieutenant Spicy Wing!”

“Chirp!”

And with that, the woman buried her head inside the grave once more, and the dirt magically moved to cover the top of her head, only showing the dancing rose, just like before.

Wiggle. Wiggle.