"Make way, make way."
With a blank expression, Leng Yebai pushed several shopping carts, struggling to navigate through the "crowded" mall.
Time was of the essence, and we couldn't keep Xiaozhu waiting for too long.
Leng Yebai put away all the nice women's clothing and accessories he saw.
The shopping cart was violently pulled in one direction by Leng Yebai, and every now and then, the shopping cart bumped into the little cuties.
The little cuties stared blankly, motionless as the shopping cart pounced on them.
Even with fresh flesh right in front of their king, they dare not touch it.
The clothes and jewelry have been taken, but the cosmetics haven't been taken yet.
According to Bai Yifan, girls love clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics the most.
These three elements are essential conditions for a girl to like you.
Leng Yebai tied the shopping carts together with a rope, creating a long line as he returned to the cosmetics section.
This area is quiet and not crowded.
There was only Zhang Yiming and a dozen or so zombies.
Leng Yebai put the long line of shopping carts aside and began selecting cosmetics on his own.
He didn't know which cosmetics were the best, nor did he understand the various steps involved in applying cosmetics.
Let's take one of each!
Leng Yebai was selecting cosmetics with a serious expression, as if he were reviewing an order contract worth hundreds of millions.
Zhang Yiming remained seated in his chair, his fingers pressed against his temples.
I always feel a dull ache in my temples.
"Could you please give me one of those bottles?"
Leng Yebai looked behind a zombie man in a suit and gently patted him.
Zhang Yiming: ...
Since when have zombies become so devoid of dignity?
The zombie in the suit turned his head blankly, his stiff neck making a cracking sound.
"Could you please get that pink bottle for me?"
Leng Yebai remained calm, directing the suit-wearing zombie while his own hands were busy, his slender fingers quickly selecting cosmetics from the items beside him.
Time is of the essence, so we need to do whatever saves time.
The zombie in the suit stared blankly at the pink cosmetics for a while, then slowly raised his hand, his two stiff fingers gently approaching the pink bottle.
The strangely twisted fingers gripped the bottle in an extremely unnatural posture.
With stiff, straining fingers, I finally managed to lift the pink bottle.
The zombie in the suit jogged over to Leng Yebai's shopping cart, his stiff fingers relaxing slightly.
With a loud bang.
The pink bottle landed amidst a pile of cosmetics.
A smile flashed across the blank face of the zombie man in the suit, as if he were pleased that he had completed a task.
"Excuse me, could you please get one of those blue bottles?"
Leng Yebai then pointed to a bottle of blue toner.
The zombie in the suit trotted over, his stiff fingers slowly rising to firmly grasp the blue lotion.
Without the slightest impatience, she professionally added the blue toner to her shopping cart.
"Hey you, could you help me get that red bottle?"
Leng Yebai felt that one zombie wasn't enough, so he patted another zombie on the shoulder.
The zombie stared blankly at its leader for a moment, then slowly moved its feet toward the direction Leng Yebai pointed to get the item.
Ten minutes later...
Zhang Yiming's dozen or so capable zombie subordinates were completely at Leng Yebai's mercy.
Stiff, trembling fingers struggled to grasp the colorful cosmetics as she jogged to the shopping cart next to Leng Yebai.
Let go and throw the cosmetics down.
Then, Leng Yebai asked him to get another strange bottle.
Zhang Yiming, who just moments ago commanded over a dozen zombie subordinates, is now all alone.
He sat alone in a chair, one hand covering his eyes.
It's unbearable to look at.
Someone patted his shoulder, and without even guessing, he knew that the only person who would dare to pat his shoulder here was Leng Yebai.
"Excuse me, you're blocking the shelf."
Leng Yebai's cold voice came through.
Zhang Yiming put his hand down.
He looked up and saw Leng Yebai and his dozen or so disfigured zombie subordinates staring at him.
The eyes of the dozen or so hideous zombies seemed much more agile, and their stiff fingers pointed slightly forward.
As soon as Zhang Yiming made way, they would go and grab those colorful cosmetics.
Zhang Yiming: ...
Zhang Yiming gritted his teeth. Luckily, he had turned into a zombie, otherwise he would have had a heart attack.
"Your boss is a bit lazy, let's move him!"
Seeing that Zhang Yiming hadn't moved, Leng Yebai spoke directly to the zombie man in the suit.
The zombie in the suit glanced timidly at Zhang Yiming but didn't dare to move.
Leng Yebai didn't care about any of that; his time was running out!
"Hurry up! Your boss is too lazy to move, but you can't be lazy!"
Leng Yebai urged him on.
The zombie in the suit glanced at Zhang Yiming, then at the shelf behind him.
The zombie in the suit moved extremely slowly and timidly, bowing slightly to Zhang Yiming.
...Then, they quickly lifted their leader up with another zombie.
Zhang Yiming covered his forehead with one hand, hiding his indescribable expression.
The zombie in the suit carefully put down their king, then trotted toward the shelf with shining eyes.
A pair of rotten, stiff hands grabbed a bottle of cosmetics with steady, precise, and ruthless movements and tossed it into the shopping cart.
The zombie in the suit learned to throw the ball within ten minutes!
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