Yesterday, Tang Jingye ate half a bag of soda crackers all day long.
He treated the coffee as a snack, holding it in his mouth bit by bit, melting it with his saliva and then drinking the whole bag.
Today, Tang Jingye woke up hungry and ate half a bag of instant noodles.
Then he began to blame himself.
"Why didn't you find a room with a bathroom?"
"It's okay if the little one sneaks out through the crack of the door."
"I haven't eaten anything so why do you want to have something big?"
I thought about pushing open the cabinet, opening the door and going out.
But he didn't dare, because he saw several zombies enter the house with his own eyes yesterday.
"It's all the fault of those six people who were looking for death yesterday. They didn't remember to close the door when they left."
Day 4 in the shelter.
When Zheng Gan woke up in the morning, he looked at his mobile phone as usual.
The balance is 81 survival points.
When he checked Mo Zicen's panel, the word "weak" behind his name disappeared.
Zheng Gan immediately stood up and walked to Mo Zicen.
Mo Zicen still had his eyes closed.
"Hey, when did you wake up?"
"How do you know I'm awake?"
"Laozi?"
When Zheng Gan heard Mo Zicen call himself "Laozi", he was stunned.
"Chuan girl?"
"You saved me?"
"That's about right. After you and that big zombie entered the villa, everything stopped moving very quickly."
"I happened to see it, so I carried you back."
"This is a shelter under a villa."
"How did you take my helmet off?"
Zheng Gan called Noah over.
"Let me introduce you to Noya, the Awakener. She was the one who used her ability to unlock your helmet."
"Awakened?"
"Is this what you're talking about?"
As he spoke, Mo Zicen raised his hand, and a purple lightning ball suddenly appeared in his palm, gradually expanding to the size of a fist.
Zheng Ganhao said in shock.
"You are also an awakened one."
He then thought of the horrific scene of the purple lightning melting the gray-armored zombies, and quickly added.
"Hey, this thing is dangerous, don't destroy my shelter."
"Oh, where do I put it?"
"What...what do you mean?"
"Don't tell me you can't take it back?"
Mo Zicen opened his big eyes and looked at Zheng Gan innocently.
Zheng Gan got goosebumps all over his body.
"Hey, don't be ridiculous. If you really can't take it back, then get up quickly and throw it outside."
"I'm going to be here for a long time."
Zheng Gan was really anxious.
However, Mo Zicen seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, the purple lightning ball dissipated from her hand.
"My name is Mo Zicen, what's your name?"
"Zheng Gan."
"What a miserable name."
“…”
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"Today is the fourth day."
"Zheng Gan, Nuoya, thank you for saving me. Don't worry, I'm not an ungrateful person."
Zheng Gan was speechless again, even feeling a little embarrassed.
"Miss, aren't you going to stay here with us?"
Noah asked, her voice full of anticipation, as if she could see through everything Zheng Gan was thinking.
Zheng Gan couldn't help but like this clever little girl even more.
By the way, I also thought of Koi Tang Jingye. I wonder if that guy is dead or not.
"I'm going to look for my grandfather."
"Mo Zicen, do you know where your grandfather went?"
Mo Zicen nodded, and then Zheng Gan felt like his investment had failed and he had lost all his money.
I glanced at Mo Zicen’s panel.
Friendship: Grateful
Zheng Gan asked with concern on his face.
"There are zombies everywhere outside now. Do you think you can find your grandfather by yourself?"
"I don't know, but I'm definitely going to find a place."
"Okay, but you'd better make a plan before you go."
"How do we get going? What kind of transportation do we use? What do we eat? What do we do if we encounter those gray-armored zombies?"
"These are all things that need to be prepared in advance."
Mo Zicen was silent for a while, then nodded seriously.
"You're right, I should have made these preparations in advance."
"Zheng Gan, Nuoya, can I stay here for a while?"
"No problem, of course no problem."
"Welcome, pretty lady."
"Thank you."
Mo Zicen was still very polite. After expressing his gratitude, he pressed his arm a few times.
The scales on the armor began to move and stack up.
Soon, Mo Zicen walked out from the front of the armor.
However, the moment she walked out, Zheng Gan started bleeding from his nose.
A black tights perfectly outlines Mo Zicen's figure.
This is something that Zheng Gan, a programmer, can't resist.
Zheng Gan turned around, hunched his back, walked to the chair in front of the surveillance screen and sat down.
Then, he pretended to look at the display.
In fact, you are looking at your own exchange.
He remembered that there were clothes in this shelter, but there were very few for women, and those that did were very erotic.
Although it is pleasing to the eye, it will affect the speed at which he draws his sword.
More importantly, I haven't gotten used to it yet, and my body is a little out of control.
If Mo Zicen thought he was a frivolous person who was greedy for beauty, then his favorability would be greatly reduced, which would in turn affect his precious survival points.
I recalled the scene I just saw and estimated the size of the clothes.
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