End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 The Girl’s Real Home

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The moment those words teft Ella’s mouth, she suddenly realized Vivian was obviously no ordinary child. So she could only shut up awkwardly.

Vivian wrinkled her little nose, clearly tuhappy. “Hey, both of them are very nice!”

The whole situation had become deeply strange, The surrounding area was filled with roaring zombies. yet Robin and Vivian seemed to exist on a completely different layer from everyone else.

No matter how chaotic things got around them, Robin remained calm and composed, while Vivian kept up her innocent little act. Every now and then, if one or two zombies lunged toward them, Robin simply stabbed them dead without breaking the flow of conversation.

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The zombies couldn’t interfere with the exchange between the two of them at all.

“Don’t you feel like it’s dangerous here?”

That was what Robin really wanted to ask. A little girl who looked too fragile to hurt even a chicken had appeared in this wrecked hospital, still dressed neat and pretty, still looking pristine. That alone was abnormal enough.

Robin was certain Vivian had some kind of extraordinary survival method. Most likely, it was a special kind of ability.

“Not dangerous at all.” Vivian smiled brightly. “This is my home. Why would home be dangerous? And I have lots of friends here. They all protect me. Every day, Vivian just stays in the ventilation ducts and plays hide–and–seek.”

As if to prove her point, the moment she finished speaking. Robin heard a faint squeaking sound.

That noise…

She frowned. Then she saw three sharp little heads poke out from the hole she had blasted open in the ceiling–rats.

After the apocalypse, rats had grown to more than two or three times their normal size, When they were small, they didn’t look like much, but now Robin could clearly see their glossy black eyes, long whiskers. and the sharp teeth jutting out from their mouths.

They looked especially grotesque.

“Oh, Jerry, Sugar, Tufty, it’s you!” Vivian lifted her head happily and shared her joy with her rat friends. “I just found a new toy. It’s her! What do you think? Isn’t this toy pretty? Isn’t she super fun?”

As she spoke, she pointed directly at Robin.

“Squeak squeak squeak.”

The three rats lifted their noses and sniffed, then chattered for quite a while.

Vivian looked thoughtful. “You’re saying I can’t beat her?”

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Chapter 149 The Girl’s Real Home

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At that point, Robin more or less understood. Vivian probably had an ability that let her communicate with animals.

But why… Why does that ability sound so familiar?

It felt like she had heard of something like it before. It had left a strong impression on her, yet for the moment she just couldn’t remember where.

Robin had always been good at letting things go. Since she couldn’t remember it right away, she stopped dwelling on it.

From Vivian’s words just now, she had already gathered several key pieces of information. Her ability was likely animal communication. She had two brothers. The older one was dead, and the second one had left, but he had promised to come back for her. And she had said the Hospital was her home.

“Where do you live?”

Vivian tucked the beat–up pink panther under one arm and pointed in a direction with her short little hand.

Robin followed her finger. Then she sucked in a breath. The psychiatric ward building. So Vivian was mentally ill.

Honestly, the more Robin thought about it, the more that explanation felt both completely unexpected and yet somehow inevitable.

After all, what normal little girl acted like this?

And in her previous life, there had actually been a rumor. Compared to ordinary people, psychiatric patients seemed more likely to awaken rare abilities.

No one knew the exact reason, but maybe it had something to do with their unusual mental state.

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