Chapter 80: Searching for Zombies with Pink-White Crystal Cores
Song Yuqing had no idea what had happened between Nanjiao, the Xie brothers, and Shen She. No one told her because Shen She wouldn't let them.
Song Yuqing worked hard and finally finished the lottery box before the first person to participate in the lottery arrived.
The first person to enter the lottery was Zhang Hua. Ever since his escape, he'd been living with the water-type psychics from Base 27. After a few days together, the water-type psychics from that building had become close friends with those from Base 0, and Zhang Hua was no exception. He even made a pact with the "black man" accompanying Zhang Yimiao to take him with them when they left.
Zhang Hua held the zombie's head in one hand and dragged the zombie's body with the other. The zombie looked no different from a mid-level zombie. He dug open the zombie's brain in front of Song Yuqing, revealing a pink and white crystal core.
"Where did you find this zombie?" Even those with stronger abilities than Zhang Hua hadn't managed to defeat the zombie yet, so how could Zhang Hua be the first one to do so? Liu Xiaona was puzzled. This brother of hers, who had been involved in a gang together, only had abilities slightly above the elementary level.
"It's right at the entrance of the alley, buried in the snow." Zhang Hua said excitedly.
He set out a little later than the others, and when he reached the alley entrance, he lost his footing and fell hard, snow covering his face. He reached out to touch something, but found a zombie with wide-eyed eyes.
The zombie's eyeballs are dark, the pupils are larger than the whites of the eyes, and there is a faint golden glow.
Zhang Hua was immediately frightened and got up and ran for his life. After running a few steps, he looked back and saw that the zombie was still lying in the snow, motionless.
"I will send out a water knife to split the zombie in half." Half is the head and the other half is the body.
"Is it that simple?" Song Yuqing didn't quite understand why these high-level zombies were so easily slaughtered?
"I guess the zombies are afraid of snow." Liu Xiaona took the zombie from Zhang Hua and threw it towards the security gate.
"Ding~ One high-level zombie~ can be exchanged for three lunch boxes and ten bottles of water."
"Well, I don't want water. I want lunch boxes instead. One of each flavor." Zhang Hua said happily. After a few more days of eating, he would be able to try all the flavors of lunch boxes in the God's Supermarket.
"Gaha~" Gaha stretched his hand out of the eaves. That's not right, zombies are not afraid of snow.
Song Yuqing brought the cardboard box to Zhang Hua and said, "Take one."
Zhang Hua spat into his palm twice, rubbed it, and put his hand into the round hole on the top of the cardboard box, muttering to himself: "Hit! Hit! Hit!"
Zhang Hua took out a folded piece of paper from the cardboard box and reverently opened it to take a look.
OK! Keep up the good work!
Song Yuqing raised his eyebrows: "You have bad luck."
Zhang Hua said, "Wait!"
He walked out of the alley angrily.
The neighbors all went to fight zombies, so the God’s Supermarket was very deserted and no one came to visit.
Song Yuqing was also worried about everyone's progress in killing monsters, so he took Xiao Roubao for a walk on the street.
"Gaha!" Gaha also wanted to go, but was pulled back by Liu Xiaona.
"You come with me to watch the store. It's snowing outside. It's not fun. Snow is very dangerous for zombies."
Gaha shook his head desperately, but Song Yuqing and Liu Xiaona thought he was just playing around.
"Gaha..." Gaha was so bitter that he could only watch Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao leave.
Xiao Roubao and Song Yuqing put on their helmets and stepped onto the soft snow. It felt a bit like a trampoline.
There were no zombies on the street except for the psychics holding umbrellas and wearing helmets.
"Are the zombies hiding? Or are they gone?" Song Yuqing said while rubbing the little meat bun's furry head.
Little Meat Bun looked around warily. In his old world, he had never encountered or heard of anything like this. Older pandas said zombies were most active in the snow.
When Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao walked to Bell Street, they saw many people with special abilities moving in batches, going in and out of various buildings, searching for zombies.
"Song Yuqing! Giant panda!" Zhang Yimiao's voice came from somewhere.
Song Yuqing looked left and right, front and back, but couldn't see Zhang Yimiao.
"above!"
Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao looked up quickly, and the snowflakes almost hit their eyes.
"Idiot! Look up and to the side!"
Only then did Song Yuqing see Zhang Yimiao sticking his head out of the window of a roadside building.
Her red hair looked like a flame against the white snow.
"Come up and take a look at this mansion! I want to move the things in here back!"
Song Yuqing was in high spirits and pulled Little Meat Bun upstairs. As they were going upstairs, a group of people came down.
"We've searched everywhere here, and there are no zombies!" a man with a scar on his face kindly reminded.
Song Yuqing was surprised that these people didn't recognize her, but she was not a celebrity, so it was normal that they didn't recognize her.
Song Yuqing simply said hello and continued to go upstairs with Xiao Roubao.
The higher you go, the more exquisite the interior decoration becomes. Landscape paintings and calligraphy scrolls hang in the corridors, which are very elegant.
Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao climbed eight floors in a row and finally arrived at where Zhang Yimiao was.
This is a 60-square-meter living room. A crystal feather chandelier hangs on the high ceiling. A leather sofa and a solid wood coffee table are neatly placed in the middle of the living room. The carpet on the floor is even more interesting. It is deep, elegant and mysterious, with circles of patterns on it, and each circle is inlaid with sparkling gems of various colors, as if depicting the universe and galaxies.
Zhang Yimiao had just taken off his shoes and socks and was walking barefoot on the carpet.
"My feet feel so good! These gems can even massage the soles of my feet!"
Zhang Yimiao waved his hand and asked Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao to try it as well.
Song Yuqing waved her hands repeatedly. She was not so naive.
The little meat bun looked around and pulled the corner of Song Yuqing's clothes with a stern face.
Something is wrong! I think there is a problem!
When Song Yuqing saw the look on Little Roubao's face, his heart sank.
"Zhang Yimiao, why are you here alone? What if we encounter zombies..."
"No, we've checked this floor, and there are no zombies." Zhang Yimiao was still jumping on the carpet. "Everyone else is searching upstairs."
Zhang Yimiao is still the carefree Zhang Yimiao.
Song Yuqing shrugged and sat down on the sofa.
So comfortable!
"Do you want to move this sofa back?"
Zhang Yimiao shook his head: "This is too heavy."
"Little Meat Bun, move this sofa back to God's Supermarket later." Song Yuqing patted the sofa and collapsed comfortably on it.
Song Yuqing looked carefully at the living room. There was not a speck of dust in the place, and it looked like someone lived there. It was strange, who would install such a luxurious living room on the eighth floor?
"Are you here to supervise us fighting zombies?" Seeing Song Yuqing sitting quietly on the sofa, Zhang Yimiao jumped onto the sofa and sat down next to Song Yuqing.
"No, I just came to join in the fun."
"Want to see stupid and dumb zombies?"
Without waiting for Song Yuqing to answer, Zhang Yimiao put on his shoes and socks, excitedly pulled Song Yuqing and Xiao Roubao upstairs.
Their footsteps echoed in the corridor.
Song Yuqing suddenly realized that this building was too quiet.
If someone is searching for zombies upstairs, there should be some noise, right?
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