Regarding this unreasonable request.
Bai Anhai turned his head and left, completely ignoring him.
No need to pay attention to a lunatic.
"Hey, hey, hey, brother, let's talk it over. I know this is a bit of a tough ask, but I can pay you. How many Crystal Cores do you need to fulfill this small request of mine?"
The scholarly man with glasses hurriedly reached out to hold Bai Anhai, who was about to leave, his expression very sincere.
"Just walk over yourself and let a zombie bite you. Why insist on needing help?"
Bai Anhai brushed off the man's hand, feeling the warmth of a human.
He was human, not a zombie.
"I want zombies to bite me too! But whenever I get close, they run away. I can't catch up with them, and it's really hard to get them to bite me!"
The middle-aged man looked troubled.
He had long lost the will to live.
Speaking of which, others might not believe it.
