"Big brother, second brother, hahaha, your tails are still on top, but your heads are already sticking out."
"This one is a bit short, it'll come down in no time, but it's a lot of fun. If you want a stinky egg, go for the longer one."
"Stinky Egg, Stinky Egg, can you hear Corpse talking?"
Hey, the three drunk guys have woken up.
When the patriarch heard his darling's voice, he glanced at the little girl who had just slid down the slide, then at the guy whose tail was hanging at the top of the slide tube and whose head was sliding back and forth. He couldn't help but smile.
These two idiots are really something else, both funny and exasperating.
The second child may seem more reserved, but they're not much different from the eldest; they're both childlike and playful. When there's something to play, they really do it.
How did they come up with the idea of dangling their tail and slyly swiping their head?
There were tall slides and many long tubes, but he saw that there was a pool below and guessed that it was for playing in the water. He didn't know how to play there, and there was a lot of dirt at the bottom, so he didn't consider it.
Since the little girl wants it, let's grant her wish.
Xiao Shi had just brought a stack of papers out of the house and handed them to him. He said, "Xiao Shi, Shi Shi wants a long tube slide."
He felt that if he said he wanted it, he might get beaten up.
The intelligent little corpse was very skeptical, "Didn't you say she was asleep? How could we take her?"
"She woke up and was playing on the slide with the two snakes, complaining that the slide was too short."
One word of displeasure from the corpse, and the little corpse ran itself ragged.
Xie Lin chose a double-pipe sled. One pipe was a winding loop of intersecting yellow and blue pipes, while the other was a straight track. Both pipes were long enough and had a steep enough incline, so he could slide even without water.
They cleaned the stained parts of the slide with the little corpse and put it back in, then installed it using their minds.
The parents were satisfied with this shopping trip, the kids were satisfied, and they had a great time.
The two snakes no longer had to slide to the ground with their heads still on top of their tails; the whole wheel could roll many times.
"Little Corpse, thank you. Next time Corpse comes, I'll have her come to see you."
He sensed that this little guy harbored a deep grudge against humans, not on Chou Chou's side, but most likely on the opposite side.
The zombie said there are two zombie kings, and the other one is very likely this little guy.
Such a good little guy should be turned to the side; how can he fight with Ugly?
"Little Corpse, do you know a zombie king named Ugly? He's Shishi's older brother and he dotes on her."
"Shishi said she wanted to live in peace with humans, and he agreed. Then he led his subordinates to negotiate with humans for peace. I didn't know that before. Have you heard of it?"
Little Corpse narrowed its large eyes, revealing a fierce glint. "You mean, that idiot is Corpse's brother?"
Of course he knows Chou Chou.
Humans are so despicable, killing his parents, and those vile things actually came to him to discuss peaceful coexistence with humans.
On what grounds?
If his parents hadn't died, he wouldn't have been forced to grow up and could have remained a silly, happy little zombie.
In order to become stronger and avenge his parents, he desperately upgraded his mental power.
God knows how his mental strength was upgraded?
Upgrading requires crystal cores, which are only found in zombies and mutated plants and animals. Without killing his own kind, he has no choice but to seek out plants and animals.
He was able to survive among a bunch of mutated plants and animals that were ten or a hundred times larger than him, all thanks to his parents' protection.
He was tortured every day and nearly dismembered many times. He was afraid he would die, but he was also afraid he would not be able to take revenge, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
His only obsession was to avenge his parents.
He grew stronger, organized a team, and became capable enough to fight against humans, so that fool came to bother him.
Bullshit, he disagrees, he'll never agree.
Want to coexist peacefully? Fine, give him back his parents' lives.
Suddenly the temperature dropped, and Xie Lin felt like he was going to die. He shifted his large buttocks to move further away.
The fact that I've been able to stay with him for so long as a human is all thanks to my little wife; this kid harbors a deep resentment.
Indeed, the hatred for killing one's parents is a deep matter, and it cannot be resolved in a short time.
Judging from his words, Chou Chou had approached him, possibly about the topic of peaceful coexistence with humans.
"Yeah, Shishi's brother dotes on Shishi a lot. Do you want to dote on Shishi too?"
If you can't persuade them directly, then try a roundabout approach.
How unreliable must the patriarch be to let a child take care of an adult?
Okay, in terms of volume, Little Corpse is indeed smaller than Corpse Corpse.
But in terms of intelligence, the Corpse is just a three-year-old giant baby, a blank sheet of paper, while the one in front of us, if not resourceful, is definitely smarter and more experienced than many Corpses.
"Originally, Chou Chou was also fighting humans. You should know his team; they have a lot of zombies, right? But Shi Shi said he wasn't allowed to harm humans, so he gave up attacking humans."
"Look, I'm human, and the only reason I can be her husband is because she likes me." The patriarch shamelessly justified himself.
"She is currently learning about human life. If you are willing, perhaps one day you will become human again. When we are all human, shouldn't we live together peacefully?"
"I collect so many toys just so she can play with them."
"She's having a great time playing with the two snakes on the slide we cleaned together. Isn't it wonderful to be carefree? Why do we have to fight and kill each other?"
"Little Corpse, do you want to play with Shishi and the two snakes? If you do, I'll take you in to play with them."
Aren't children's friendships built on play?
If playing once isn't enough, then play a few more times!
He had made up his mind: he would find an opportunity as soon as possible to send the madman's antidote to the research institute for confirmation. If he could find the ingredients and mass-produce it, turning all the zombies back into humans would be a great deed.
They are really cute, simple-minded, and true to their word.
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