"Kimi-doji (a type of Japanese opera) as a form of burial??"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao chuckled to himself.
Raven is really funny. If you didn't know better, you'd think it was real. It's just a TV show, so what if it's gone?
However.
This guy actually stuck out his tongue.
It takes two beaks, one above the other, to snap it off; blood seeps out.
"Holy crap! Are you serious?"
Zhang Hao quickly pinched its mouth shut.
Don't let it close up, to prevent it from actually biting off its tongue.
Although biting off one's tongue cannot lead to suicide, and Xu Mengyan can heal it, cutting off one's tongue is still very painful.
You should still cherish your own child.
"Seriously? Ya Ya, just for a TV series? Is it really worth it?" Zhang Hao didn't understand.
"What do you mean by just one show? It's my absolute favorite! My absolute favorite, you understand? Dad, it's like your Honglian, if it weren't for you, you'd go crazy!"
The raven was filled with sorrow.
Tears streamed down its face; this was the first time it had ever shed tears.
It was originally planned to watch Zhen Huan episode 34, but not only was episode 34 gone, but episode 12 was also completely deleted.
How could this not make it feel desperate?
"Okay, I understand. I was wrong," Zhang Hao apologized.
"But it's gone, Father, it's gone! I can't go on living, sob sob sob~~" the raven cried.
"I didn't actually delete it."
"Not deleted? But it's not in the file anymore."
"Didn't you know that mobile phones have a junk file function? Deleted items can be restored within a certain period of time."
"Oh? Really?"
"Would I lie to you? I'll find it for you right now."
Zhang Hao turned on his phone.
Click on the trash can to restore all four shows.
The raven cried with joy: "Haha! It really works! My beloved isn't lost, and the raven is alive again!"
“It was my fault this time. I shouldn’t have deleted your show, but you can only watch it for half an hour each day, okay? It can’t interfere with your work,” Zhang Hao instructed.
"Hehe, no, no! Daddy is the best."
Just as Raven was about to look, Zhang Hao shook his head and said, "We'll look at it when we get back. Right now, I need you to complete a task: scout out the road conditions leading to the North Fourth Ring Road building materials market, as well as the approximate distribution density of zombies, and plan out a relatively safe route."
"Do we have to be this careful around the North Fourth Ring Road? There won't be more zombies there than around the North Third Ring Road." Raven didn't understand.
"It's not just about being wary of zombies, but also other organizations. Don't forget we just made a name for ourselves. People in the North Third Ring Road are genuinely afraid of us, but they might still join forces against us. It's best to be cautious."
"Understood, then I will go."
The raven flew out the window.
Heading towards the North Fourth Ring Road, the speed was quite fast.
The crow is now a level three mutated creature, and its body length has increased to fifty centimeters.
With its wingspan extended, it can reach about one meter in length, and it develops to the size of an adult crow in just one month.
In another month or two, it might grow to a meter tall.
When that time comes, will riding a crow be far behind?
Fly!
Who hasn't dreamed of flying?
It's only natural for a crow not to want to be ridden.
But for Dad's dream, it's okay to make a little sacrifice, right?
Why not just reward him with a few shows?
Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Zhang Hao called Meng Wu over and asked him to control the rats to go near the building materials market.
Gather intelligence on other organizations, just in case.
The intelligence was obtained very quickly.
"Chairman, there are very few organizations near the building materials market. There is only one organization called the Harmony Association, which has only about fifty members. It is very disorganized and seems to be a small organization that advocates peace," Meng Wu reported.
"It's normal for there to be few organizations, but right now everyone is only concerned about food."
"So what should we do now? Should we issue a statement or something to prevent the other party from causing trouble?"
"No need. Doing so would only alert them. We're just going to collect non-food supplies. They usually won't cause us any trouble. Let's set off now!"
"Yes, Chairman."
This time, Zhang Hao did not bring all the members.
He only took one hundred core members with him to the North Fourth Ring Road area.
Hurry up and stockpile the goods, then immediately settle down. Even if that so-called Harmony Association makes things difficult, a hundred people are enough to handle it.
I rode my bike and arrived at the Sky Plaza an hour later.
Behind the skyscraper plaza is a building materials market, whose doors were wide open at the moment.
Upon smelling the scent of living people, the zombies rushed over one by one, their mouths filled with disgusting black mucus.
Judging from their appearance, the number is not large, probably less than two thousand.
Moreover, zombies' sense of smell is not as keen during the day as it is at night, so they don't come to bite people one after another, but rather in small waves.
"Teamwork! Kill them all as quickly as possible!" Zhang Hao ordered.
"Yes, Chairman!!"
Everyone responded and rushed over.
The tank, holding up the zombies with its riot shield, allowed the mages and archers behind it to unleash a barrage of attacks.
When the number of enemies dwindled to just a few, the tank, shield in hand, rammed them to the ground, allowing the warriors and assassins to finish them off.
Each elite squad worked together flawlessly.
Soon, only a dozen or so zombies remained.
"Alright, everyone step back. Leave the rest to me!"
Fang Ping, wielding a short knife, charged into the horde of zombies.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The blade in his hand kept slicing through the air.
Zombies were decapitated one by one, without even needing earth armor.
With his speed as a Level 3 Awakened, he could easily dodge the zombies' attacks.
This moment.
He transformed back into the mighty war god.
Until finally, only one zombie remained, and it was a female zombie.
Its body was completely naked, covered in black slime, and had no aesthetic appeal whatsoever.
This zombie seems to be somewhat intelligent.
Sensing danger, he turned and ran.
"Where do you think you're going? Die!"
Fang Ping was not about to give him that chance.
Chase after her and kill this female zombie.
However.
The zombie turned around, a slight smirk playing on its lips.
He opened his mouth wide, spraying purple mist all over his face.
"This is... Pfft!!"
Fang Ping's expression changed slightly, but in his carelessness, it was too late to hold his breath, and he coughed up blood the moment he inhaled it.
His veins gradually turned blue, and he staggered to the ground, becoming extremely weak.
Zhang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he was inwardly surprised.
"Huh? It's a poison-type zombie?"
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P.S.: I've finally finished writing it.
It's very late, goodnight~~
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