Xia Chuhe is working diligently and without complaint.
After being honed by the Nuwa Factory, picking fruits and vegetables has become an interesting job. For example, when pulling carrots, you can make a bet with yourself on whether the next carrot will be bigger.
After pulling carrots for half a day, Xia Chuhe passed by a cucumber trellis and noticed a thin bamboo pole with a red cloth strip rolled up to its side.
Any slight anomaly could contain clues!
Xia Chuhe untied the strip of cloth, on which was drawn a dirty, shapeless blob.
As soon as Xia Chuhe got his hands on the strips of cloth, a thought popped into his mind—
Mom, I'm so tired from working outside. I'm just a zombie holding a flag...
Xia Chuhe quickly grabbed Wang Yan, who was closest to him, and stuffed the strip of cloth into Wang Yan's hand: "Hold on tight, don't drop it."
Wang Yan gripped the strip of cloth tightly, her head full of questions replaced by "I was always at the forefront of every charge. Our company's big boss, Jiang Wang, told me that I had to work hard to get promoted and get a raise..."
Wang Yan's spirits lifted, and her desire to work even harder became unstoppable.
Wang Yan tied the cloth strip to her wrist and worked desperately hard in the botanical garden.
There was one person who was particularly adept at harvesting from the soil.
Li Qiusheng transformed into soil to loosen the soil around a row of plants, while Zhao Maomao followed behind her, easily pulling the plants out of the ground. The two worked together exceptionally quickly.
Li Qiusheng was floating in the soil when he cried out, "Ouch!" and bumped his head on a roadblock.
Zhao Maomao dug out the roadblock and found it was an iron mesh, about the same size as the missing piece of the ceiling.
Zhao Maomao: "I thought it was something good. Oh, I lost it. I didn't finish my business. The soil in the pot barely covered the bottom."
Zhao Liqiu hesitated, "I'll take it to the boss for a look, just in case it's useful."
After all, it's something that's hit me on the head before; I'd feel like I'd be missing out if I didn't make use of it.
...
Xia Chuhe pulled the wire mesh back into the farm and gave Li Qiusheng a verbal commendation for his actions, saying that tonight they might have to rely on this iron gate!
...
While working, Xia Chuhe kept an eye on the hardworking Wang Yan, lost in thought.
I think I just heard someone say "Mom," could it be related to this strip of cloth?
Xia Chuhe shook his head. The "Mom" in the clue and the "Mom" brought by the cloth strip were clearly not the same "Mom" in the same story.
The flag is there, but something seems to be missing.
The curtain of a story is always drawn back by a single sheet of paper.
Xia Chuhe told Wang Yan to be careful, and then she went to find the man with the gap-toothed man to get some paper clues.
The man with the gap-toothed tooth refused, and his speech was slurred: "No."
Xia Chuhe took out a sickle and reasoned with him: "There are three of you. Do you know how many people I have?"
The man with the gap-toothed tooth hesitated.
Lu Dangui appeared out of nowhere, carrying an iron bucket, next to Xia Chuhe.
The man with the gap-toothed tooth immediately handed over the papers, since the other person had already scrambled all the clues anyway.
Xia Chuhe examined the paper carefully, and just as the water-evolved person had said, there was nothing special about it.
Xia Chuhe took the note back, glanced at Lu Dangui, and casually asked, "Where did you get your bucket?"
Lu Dangui slammed the iron bucket over his head: "I'm putting the iron bucket on my head because it will make me even more dazzling."
The angle at which the tin bucket faced the sunlight reflected a dazzling brilliance that almost blinded Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe wiped the dust off the iron bucket with his sleeve and took it off Lu Danggui's head: "You're already dazzling enough, you don't need to wear a bucket to prove it."
Lu Dangui stammered, "It was given to me by a strange person. I don't know why I'm like this."
After Lu Dangui finished speaking, he put the bucket on his head again.
Xia Chuhe: "..."
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"Where did you see that weirdo?" Xia Chuhe asked, wanting to grab some props as well.
Lu Danggui lifted the bucket slightly, looked in the right direction, and pointed it out to Xia Chuhe.
The gap-toothed man, who had been eavesdropping, sneakily took a detour in the direction Lu Dangui had pointed, moving even faster than Xia Chuhe.
“I want a reward too.” The gap-toothed man found the strange man and reached out his hand with a self-righteous air.
The strange man paused for a moment, then placed a roadblock in front of him.
The gap-toothed man couldn't help but put the roadblock on his head—this botanical garden has no shortage of zombies, and if you don't do it, plenty of zombies will!
Right, let's get to work!
The man with the gap-toothed tooth quickly ran back to the yam field.
Xia Chuhe came to collect the props, but the strange man pretended not to hear him.
Xia Chuhe pleaded and begged, but the strange man gave her nothing.
Xia Chuhe began to wonder if it was her fault—yes, she hadn't been working hard enough.
The strange man's reward is given to Lu Danggui, the king of scrolls.
Starting to roll it up when the sun rises is too late; Xia Chuhe has no choice but to find another way and look for something else.
When Xia Chuhe returned to the field, Wang Yan was still working hard.
The paper I got from the gap-toothed man turned out to be the same old stuff, with no new flowers added.
Xia Chuhe noticed the flag on Wang Yan's wrist and handed him the note: "Take this."
Wang Yan was interrupted halfway through his work, and with a contorted face and great pain, he took the note.
He subconsciously read the words on the note: "Hello, we are about to offer our full tribute to your garden. Sincere zombies."
Xia Chuhe, Lu Danggui, and Wang Yan, the three corpses present, all shuddered.
My hands are itching to get to work.
The corpses scattered throughout the botanical garden were all suddenly invigorated, as if boundless power was surging into them.
Ah Bao, who was fast asleep in the basement, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes wide and full of energy.
Ah Bao transformed into a leopard cat, meowing as he rushed out of the basement and started digging at the floor.
The zombies' manifestos and banners, by exhausting their own resources, inspired them to work hard all morning.
Once the effect wore off, the manifesto reverted to ordinary clue paper.
The corpses lay sprawled on the ground, as if they were truly dead. Even Ah Bao had become a dead cat.
Only Wang Yan, his large hand still twitching with the flag tied to it, wanted to work... but had no strength.
Little Sanhua also spent the whole morning digging in the ground with Ah Bao.
At this moment, it squatted on the ground listlessly, raised its two front paws, and bowed in a daze.
The act of praying is exceptionally devout, if one ignores the cat's eyes, which have lost their luster and hope.
Li Qiusheng clutched his heart: "Oh no, my heart seems to be beating again."
Xia Chuhe stared intently at Xiao Sanhua: "The corpse feels warm."
The man with the gap-toothed tooth had his clothes hanging crookedly on his body, revealing large and small dark purple lividity spots: "The lividity spots have faded as if he were alive."
...
The little flower's movements seemed to have an encouraging effect, and the corpses felt their strength gradually returning.
Whether it was because the corpses were working too hard or because the little three flowers were too cute, the strange man slowly walked towards them.
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