As soon as Grandma Lu finished speaking, Huo Shen and the others were all stunned. They didn't expect that she was willing to change her mind.
Tang Lun was pleasantly surprised, "Grandma Lu, are you willing to help persuade the clown?"
Her eyes fell on Sangsang and she nodded slowly.
Although they didn't know what made the stubborn Grandma Lu change her mind, the fact that she agreed was enough to make everyone happy.
Huo Shen and the others smiled and nodded to Grandma Lu, expressing their gratitude, "Thank you. If there are no more 'Zombie Reception Days' in Happy City in the future, then this place will be a real survivor base."
Grandma Lu hummed lightly, nodded, and replied with emotion, "I hope so."
After a few words, Lu Ziting and the clown came over carrying a toolbox. This pair looked like an exploited office worker and a capitalist.
Lu Ziting's face was pale, but the clown monster was full of energy and raised his chin slightly, ordering, "I have the tools. You must fix the chainsaw for me, otherwise I will make you feel the pain of being electrocuted."
"Okay, okay, I'll try my best," Lu Ziting nodded vaguely, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the clown was just a chatterbox.
On the way to the warehouse, he never stopped talking and was very talkative.
The clown didn't say he was tired, his ears were tired of listening.
But Lu Ziting was really worried that the clown monster would electrocute him, so he could only nod and agree with every word the clown monster said, and implement the method of fooling people to the end.
However, Lu Ziting was fooling around with his words, but he was actually worried about whether Huo Shen and the others had succeeded in convincing Grandma Lu.
So he looked at his brother Lu Ziyun and winked at him frantically.
The twin brothers had a perfect tacit understanding with each other. Lu Ziyun made an "OK" gesture to him, and he felt relieved.
The clown monster dragged Lu Ziting to the front of the chainsaw, pointed at it and said, "Start repairing it quickly."
Lu Ziting reluctantly put down the toolbox, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started to unscrew the screws on the electric saw with a screwdriver.
But his eyes would look towards Huo Shen and the others from time to time, with a variety of expressions on his face, as if silently reminding them,
"Hurry up and have Grandma Lu come and persuade the Clown Monster! Don't waste time. If you delay any further, the Clown Monster, this humanoid generator, will be the first one to be electrocuted!"
Sangsang blinked her eyes and looked at Lu Ziting, who had a rich expression. She tilted her head curiously and asked, "Brother Ziting, do you have a facial cramp?"
Lu Ziting: ...
The little guy's soft voice sounded, and several people almost laughed out loud.
They controlled their facial expressions in the face of Lu Ziting's resentful eyes, looked at Grandma Lu, and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you for your help."
Grandma Lu nodded and walked towards the clown monster. She looked at him calmly and peacefully, and asked in a low voice, "Child, can you stop? Shut down the zombie reception day."
The clown looked at the old man in front of him with an old but kind look, and the two began to depend on each other after the end of the world.
He knew in his heart that the old man cared about him, and people are all made of flesh and blood, and he was no exception.
Besides, although "Zombie Reception Day" is the clown's fun, if this fun is gone, he can still find other fun.
So the clown nodded and replied lazily, "Okay, no problem, then let's cancel the zombie reception day."
Grandma Lu's words were enough to make the clown monster stop, and Tang Lun and the others were all delighted.
Lu Ziting, who was holding a chainsaw and pretending to be a repairman, was even happier. He quickly put the things down and was about to stand up from the ground.
However, after seeing his action, the clown monster put his hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, "Although the zombie reception day is over, you still have to continue repairing the chainsaw, so fix it for me quickly!"
"No way?" Lu Ziting was shocked, "Can't you just let me go?"
"Zombie Reception Day was my fun, but now it's gone. But I think you're quite suitable to be my new fun," the clown laughed and shook his head, "so, there's no way I'll let you go."
Lu Ziting regretted it very much. Now he was regretting why he had provoked the clown monster and lied to himself that he could repair the chainsaw!
His expression changed again and again, and he looked at Lu Ziyun and the others as if asking for help.
These people spread their hands and shrugged their shoulders to show that they were unable to help, and decisively sold Lu Ziting out.
Lu Ziting was so angry that he almost screamed like a groundhog. He put down the screwdriver and lowered his head, muttering, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I don't know how to repair a chainsaw."
The clown monster looked understanding, nodded, and proudly replied, "I saw through your cheesy little lies a long time ago."
Then he reached out and touched Lu Ziting's head, and continued with a smile, "But as the price for lying to me, you must be punished."
As soon as he finished speaking, electric light appeared from the clown's fingers, and it shocked Lu Ziting's hair, turning it into explosive curly hair. At first glance, it looked like a scumbag's tin foil perm.
Lu Ziting raised his hand and touched his hair which was several times more fluffy than his own. He was so aggrieved that he almost cried. He shouted, "My head can be broken and blood can be shed, but my hair cannot be messed up!"
"If you permed my hair into this, am I still a handsome guy? You're really bullying me!"
The clown listened to Lu Ziting's complaints, looked at his new hairstyle, and smiled as if he had won the lottery. He was extremely happy, as if he had found a new source of happiness.
Sang Chi patted Lu Ziting on the shoulder and comforted him, "Stop crying, your new hairstyle actually looks pretty good."
Lu Ziting was not happy, "Then let the clown monster make you a similar one?"
"That won't do. My hair is naturally curly and I can't change it at will." Upon hearing this, Sang Chi held his head and stepped back, shaking his head like a rattle.
Lu Ziting: ...
Huo Shen looked at his scumbag tinfoil perm and said with a smile, "Sang Chi is right, the new hairstyle is very handsome."
Lu Ziting didn't believe it. He was well aware of these people's ability to deceive people. He curled his lips and asked, "Would you like the clown monster to give you an electric shock too?"
"Sure," Huo Shen nodded.
He was not lying. Judging from his aesthetic taste, the Joker's hair perm was really good.
Huo Shen looked at the clown, pointed at his head and asked, "Can you give me the same one?"
The clown monster was possessed by teacher Tony. He touched his chin and looked at Huo Shen's current look seriously. Finally, he rolled his eyes and said, "No, you have a buzz cut, how can I electrocute you?"
Huo Shen has a short haircut, which makes his facial features look more handsome and wild, very aggressive, and can even break legs.
But when he heard the clown say that he couldn't perm his hair, a look of confusion appeared on his handsome face. He blinked and asked in confusion, "Isn't it possible to perm my hair if I have a buzz cut? I also want to change my hairstyle."
"Stop making trouble," the clown waved his hands in disgust, "You're almost out of hair, how can I electrocute you? I can't do it at all!"
"Okay," Huo Shen sighed regretfully, his eyes falling on Lu Ziting's head, obviously very satisfied with his permed hair.
Lu Ziting was so sad that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He even wanted to exchange heads with Huo Shen!
The clown has now found a new hobby, which is to do people's hair.
However, he was not satisfied with just electrocuting Lu Ziting, so he thought of the other survivors in Happy City.
He turned his head to look at Grandma Lu and said to her, "Zombie Reception Day is cancelled, but I have other ideas that will make me happy, so let's go to the broadcasting room now."
Grandma Lu nodded, glanced at Huo Shen and the others, then turned and left with the clown.
"I wonder what new fun the clown has come up with?" Sang Chi scratched his head and said puzzledly.
"Whatever it is, I don't think there will be anything worse than the so-called zombie reception day," Lu Ziyun replied after thinking for a while.
Huo Shen nodded in agreement, "That's true."
On the other side of the Ferris wheel, many survivors gathered together and waited fearfully for the big green clock to strike twelve o'clock midnight, and then prepared to work together to fight the zombies.
However, I didn't expect that it was already past twelve o'clock, but Happy City was still quiet and no zombies appeared.
The survivors were wondering what was going on, so the female staff member in yellow vests took a few survivors to the gate of Happy City to check out the situation.
But just when they were halfway there, the crackling sound of radio electricity was heard above the silent Happy City.
Then the clown's laughing voice resounded throughout Happy City and reached everyone's ears.
"Dear survivors, the bi-weekly 'Zombie Reception Day' has been abolished by Prince Youle and I."
"Next I will launch a new game called "I Decide Your Hairstyle", so from now on I will design your hairstyle."
After carefully listening to what the clown said, the survivors were in an uproar and heated discussions, almost to the point of arguing. "What does the clown mean? Zombie reception day is over? Holy shit, am I dreaming?"
"Oh my god, I get so scared that my legs tremble when I think about letting all the zombies into Happy City. Now that the reception day has been abolished, it's simply a great thing!"
"But what did the Joker mean when he said 'I decide your hairstyle'? Could it be that his dream is actually to become a barber?"
"I don't care what hairstyle I have, as long as it can keep me alive in the apocalypse."
"Indeed, I'm content just to be alive in the apocalypse. Besides, 'I Decide Your Hairstyle' is a hundred times better than 'Zombie Reception Day'. I'm already content!"
"Me too, I'm content!"
With the previous perverted gameplay of "Zombie Reception Day", the survivors are very satisfied with the Joker's new promotion "I decide your hairstyle".
Several survivors whose hair was too long and they had not had time to trim it began to excitedly discuss what kind of new hairstyle the clown would design for them.
Obviously, everyone accepted it well.
After Huo Shen and the others listened to the broadcast of the clown monster, they took another look at Lu Ziting's scumbag tin foil perm and sighed with emotion, "The clown monster is now
It’s a good thing that you are interested in being a barber.”
Lu Ziting felt everyone's gaze. He scratched his electrocuted hair and said sadly, "It's not fair. Why did the clown only do my hair and not yours?"
Huo Shen reached out and patted his shoulder, comforting him understandingly, "Tang Lun and I both have buzz cuts, so we don't have the conditions to do our hair."
Tang Lun nodded and raised his hand silently, "Yes, I want to do it too, but I don't have the conditions."
After hearing this, Lu Ziting looked at Sang Chi.
He quickly replied, "I've said it before, I have natural curls, it doesn't matter whether I'm electrified or not."
"I look like you, so there's no need for me to shock you," Lu Ziyun said with a smile when he felt his brother's gaze.
Lu Ziting almost couldn't hold his breath. He glanced around and finally landed on Pei Yu.
But Pei Yu, who had a cold and indifferent expression and kept strangers away, had a strangely low presence just now. The clown monster might not have noticed him at all.
Lu Ziting felt like he had lost all hope in life. He wailed, "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"
Upon hearing this, Sangsang stared at him with eyes wide open, disbelief on her face. She asked in a baby voice, "Brother Ziting, are you hurt?"
Lu Ziting nodded pitifully.
Sangsang blinked her big watery eyes, tilted her head, looked left and right, and said seriously, "But Brother Ziting, you are very energetic, you don't look like you are injured at all."
After saying that, Sangsang pursed her lips, put on a stern face, and said seriously, "Brother Ziting, are you lying to Sangsang? You are not a good boy.
Baby."
"I didn't lie to you. My young heart and spirit were hurt and traumatized," Lu Ziting said pitifully.
Sangsang said "Oh" and nodded her head and replied, "I understand, Brother Ziting is mentally ill."
"My mother said that if you have mental illness, you should see a psychiatrist," Sangsang sighed. She raised her little head, looked at her other brothers, and asked in a baby voice, "Brother Ziting wants to see a psychiatrist. Where can he find the doctor?"
The little guy's childish voice was adorable, and after hearing it, the people present couldn't help but burst into laughter, looking at Lu Ziting with a big smile in their eyes.
Someone asked jokingly, "Do you need me to take you to see a psychiatrist?"
Lu Ziting snorted heavily and replied through gritted teeth: "...Thank you, but no thanks :)
Happy City no longer has zombie reception days, and the survivors are excited and happy. The noisy conversations can be heard throughout the entire Happy City.
But it was too late now, already early morning, and once the survivors relaxed their tense nerves, they all started yawning and felt extremely sleepy.
So everyone went back to the hotel to sleep and rest. Sang Chi and the others also came downstairs to the hotel and happened to run into Duan Xianda in the lobby.
He waved at Duan Xianda and greeted him with a smile, "Brother Duan!"
Duan Xianda came over with a smile and said happily, "I never expected that Prince of Amusement and Clown Monster would not hold zombie reception days. We survivors can finally live a peaceful life. This is more exciting than winning the lottery!"
Duan Xianda can be regarded as one of the earliest survivors to enter Happy City, so he knows best the horror of the zombie reception day every two weeks.
Even though everyone has enough experience in resisting zombies later, few people lose their lives on the reception day.
But the zombie reception day is like a huge rock, pressing on the hearts of every survivor, and the mental pressure it brings is enormous.
So once the zombie reception day in Happy City was abolished, Duan Xianda relaxed, his brows relaxed, and he was obviously very happy.
Sang Chi smiled and nodded, also sighing, "Without the zombie reception day, Happy City looks more and more like a base for human survivors."
Duan Xianda nodded, and then his attention was attracted by Lu Ziting, who was burned by tin foil. He looked at him curiously for a few seconds.
Lu Ziting felt embarrassed by his stare and quickly turned around, leaving only the back of his head exposed.
Duan Xianda withdrew his gaze, then moved closer to Sang Chi and asked in a low voice, "Sang Chi, I remember your friend's hair was not like this before. How come it has become so fashionable?"
He was full of doubts. After all, it was difficult to take care of himself in the doomsday, let alone changing his hairstyle. How could he do that?
Sang Chi held back his laughter, "Brother Duan, the broadcast by the clown monster was about new hairstyles, and his hair was made by the clown monster."
Duan Xianda suddenly realized, and then he widened his eyes in disbelief, "The clown's craftsmanship is so good."
"Yes, that's right," Sang Chi nodded.
Duan Xianda scratched his hair, smiled and said, "The Joker is so skilled, I'm looking forward to what the new hairstyle he will make for us will look like."
Sang Chi thought for a moment and replied, "It should be the same style as Lu Ziting's, permed into fluffy curls."
"This is good, very fashionable, I like it!" Duan Xianda smiled even more happily when he heard this, and was extremely happy.
Lu Ziting was speechless when he heard their conversation, wondering what their aesthetic standards were.
The scumbag's tinfoil perm doesn't look good at all! Okay!
The next day, the survivors went to work on time at nine o'clock, and everyone continued to play the roles of "tourists" and "survivors".
After a while, the clown monster shouted through a loud speaker and called all the survivors who played the role of "tourists" to the small square in Happy City.
There were a few plastic stools placed in the middle of the square, and it was obvious that he was going to do everyone's hair.
The survivors showed great interest in changing their hairstyle and sat on the chairs without any hesitation.
You know what, normally everyone is afraid of the clown monster with an unpredictable and crazy personality.
But when I sat on the plastic stool and had my hair done by the clown, it felt really enjoyable, as if I was being served by him.
Then, electric light flashed between the clown's fingers, and he excitedly electrocuted the survivors' hair.
The male survivors all had their hair permed into a tinfoil-like hairstyle, while the female survivors had their hair permed into big waves or small wool curls.
Whether the female survivor wants wavy or curly hair depends entirely on personal preference. Communicate with the clown monster in advance and he will decide what shape her hair will look like.
So later, the survivors from the outside world heard about Happy City.
The first reaction is that if you want to join Happy City, you must be willing to get a new hairstyle.
After all, there is an activity in Happy City with a strange-sounding name, called "I decide your hairstyle", and the controller of the base, the Clown Monster, loves to do hair!
But these are all the news about Happy City later. Now Huo Shen and his group are preparing to leave here.
They then continued heading north, planning to go to the Miao village in Wangyue Mountain to help the pregnant woman Song Jing.
Sangsang, carrying his bunny schoolbag, waved to Grandma Lu and Clown with a sweet smile, and said softly, "Grandma Lu, Clown brother, Sangsang and the brothers are leaving."
Grandma Lu smiled and touched the little guy's head, whispering, "Sangsang, have a safe journey."
Sangsang hummed and nodded his head.
The clown stared at her and said unhappily, "Why are you walking so fast? I haven't curled your hair yet. I've already thought about it. I'm going to give you a little wool curler."
Sangsang opened her watery eyes wide, holding her head and shaking her head, "No, Sangsang is still young, she can't do her hair."
"You don't care about beauty at all," the clown pouted, then he looked at Huo Shen and the others, and finally stretched out his hand to Pei Yu, saying lazily, "You are all leaving, it's time to give me the new key to the iron gate."
Pei Yu nodded and placed a brand new key in his palm.
Huo Shen was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know everything that happened that night?" "You guys tricked me that night, but I later checked the surveillance footage and it became clear," the clown nodded and replied with a pout.
Happy City is the base camp of the clown monster. He can control every entertainment facility and naturally can also control the surveillance of various areas in Happy City.
So later on, he saw clearly the scene of Pei Yu controlling the iron door lock.
Huo Shen shook his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for lying to you."
The clown waved his hand to show that he didn't care, but then he asked curiously, "You guys all have good acting skills. Did you work as actors before Doomsday?"
These people are all good-looking, so it wouldn’t be surprising if they had acted in a movie.
"If you want to improve your acting skills, just play a few more games of Werewolf when you have time," Huo Shen replied with a slight smile.
The author has something to say: What evil could the clown have? He just likes to do his hair.
Later we set off for the Miao village, where Sangsang will get to hang out with many beautiful sisters.
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