Turning their heads, they saw two dazed, their heads swaying, one limp and with flushed cheeks.
The ground was wet, clearly from spilled alcohol after someone got drunk.
He quickly gathered up the glass bottle and the small pieces on the ground to prevent them from getting hurt.
To elaborate, the two that were dizzy have started to follow the snake's normal path, and they are doing so in a very "seductive" way.
It just bumps its head and thuds, then keeps stubbornly trying to keep its head up and bumping into the frame. Since it doesn't have hands, its big tail helps it out.
A snake specifically targets a crazy person, and even uses a wine bottle to perform a headbutt: smashing it on the head.
The couple are just like each other; they truly are a perfect match, even their juggling skills are perfectly synchronized.
Fearing they might get hurt, he quickly put away all the wine racks.
And then... and then it was just hitting a wall.
Summary: The two snakes are drunk and acting crazy.
That's completely outrageous.
I've really learned something new.
He let them play since the impact of hitting the wall wasn't too great. He then went to look at the silly guy squatting on the ground, hopping like a frog with his palms on the ground.
When other people jump forward, their upper body leans forward and straightens; she, however, sticks her butt out and her head is on the ground. She jumps one step, lets go of her hands, pushes off the ground again, and jumps another step, accompanied by a crisp sound...
Quack, quack...
The strong aroma of wine wafted out, making the patriarch both annoyed and amused.
You've become greedy and turned into a different species again.
I wonder how much I drank, and whether it will upset my stomach.
He scooped her up in his arms and fed her some of the supernatural water.
Beneath her dreamy eyes, her delicate cheeks and glistening red lips were incredibly alluring.
Unaware of her surroundings, she nuzzled against his neck, her little hands touching and scratching here and there.
That's practically setting a fire.
"Shishi, who am I?"
"Quack".
Xie Lin: ...
It's not even an egg anymore.
The raging fire spread like wildfire, reaching thousands of miles in a single burst.
Not knowing how long the two drunken snakes would go mad, I fed each of them a bottle of supernatural water and then simply put them into my spatial storage and placed them on the cold golden bed.
He carried the freshly baked frog around the luxurious estate, truly broadening his horizons.
Compared to this world, the time and space he lives in is really backward.
Go China! We look forward to the day you grow into a towering tree.
Without anyone to guide them, the patriarch had to figure it out on his own.
Strangely, we didn't see a single corpse, let alone a person, along the way.
Unbeknownst to him, a large group of humans were engaged in a bloody battle with mutated animals atop the mountain above the manor he had just stepped onto.
The reason is quite funny.
Some people saw two snakes pushing a cart in search of supplies and assumed they were mutated snakes that had been tamed by humans, and that they were high-level, intelligent snakes that knew how to serve their master.
The word spread quickly, and every superhuman with a bit of guts vowed to find their own pet beast.
Humans have a competitive nature; they believe that if others can have something, they can have it too.
Admitting that you are inferior to others is a very serious matter; you can't admit defeat!
Thus, a pet craze arose amidst hunger and constant danger. They called this a "contract," a rather fantastical term.
Whether there's a contract or not is irrelevant to the patriarch. We passed through two very long "streets" without any obstacles, and it took us a long, tiring walk to finally see the commercial street.
The street Shishi was talking about wasn't actually a street, but a main road, requiring crossing two intersections; in her eyes, it was two streets that weren't far apart.
He saw many vehicles along the way, but none of them were drivable. Fortunately, he wasn't too unlucky and managed to collect a few clean cars.
The commercial street is also lined with high-rise buildings. The reason it was classified as commercial land rather than residential area is not because he, a country bumpkin, understands, but because the storefront design is not suitable for living and there is no furniture.
Several shops also have signs: XX Coffee Shop, XX Clothing Store...
I don't know what coffee is, but I understand what a clothing store is—it's a place that sells clothes, and now it's empty.
He wondered if it had been wiped out by wind zombies.
Many shops were in a mess, and he had no desire to look at them. He just wanted to find furniture and appliances as soon as possible and then put them back in his space.
Since the giant snake can go back directly, he and Shishi shouldn't need to look for the entrance.
That makes things much more convenient.
He would try to appear out of thin air again when he got back, but his intuition told him that it was impossible and that he could only come out through that door.
Xie Lin glanced at the guy who was muttering and shouting, and he really wanted to laugh.
She was the one who came to find supplies, but she was sleeping like a little piglet.
You brat, by the time you wake up you'll probably be back. I'll have to let you do it again next time.
With his goal clear, he searched and searched, when suddenly he noticed an aggressive gaze. He subtly turned on his hearing, and the once quiet street slowly began to stir.
? ? ?
Just a quick glance.
Wow, good heavens, zombies can even play hide-and-seek.
No wonder it was so quiet the whole way; he knew something was off.
Watching the zombies with their heads drooping and slowly wandering around the various shops, each shop packed to the brim, he felt a chill run down his spine.
The shock of today will be enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.
Perhaps they smelled his presence, and they were itching to rush out, but their hands and feet wouldn't obey them, as if they were deliberately kept inside.
Xie Lin immediately thought of the scene where the little girl used her mental abilities to control the wild boar, and how the wild boar wanted to run away but couldn't.
Therefore, they must have been controlled by high-level psychic zombies.
Huh?
It was just a child?
On the fifth floor, near the window, a little boy sat upright, staring intently at his seat with a serious expression.
If he wasn't mistaken, the little boy's brow was furrowed.
Why are they so wrinkled?
The fact that he can control so many zombies means he's at a high level. He's blocking them here, so he must be planning to attack them. Why is he frowning?
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