Chapter 46 The little zombie cub is angry!
Gu Rong was awakened by hunger.
Before he fell asleep, his stomach started to growl.
At this time, the aroma of roasted chicken and the sound of eating came to my nose.
Gu Rong blinked and woke up, staring at Huang Daoren who was sitting at the table eating roast chicken.
The room was filled with coffins, and Huang Daoren sat beside a coffin and ate chicken.
The doors and windows were closed, and the light in the room was dim. Judging from the light coming through the cracks in the windows and doors, it was probably daytime.
Gu Rong started moving his little head again.
All the zombies stood against the wall, including Gu Rong.
The other big zombies had deathly pale faces, talismans stuck on their foreheads, and their eyes were closed, appearing unconscious.
Gu Rong stood at the end of the team, glanced at the other big zombies, and quickly turned his little head back to look at Huang Daoren who was eating a roast chicken at the table.
Huang Daoren put down the bell-shaped peach wood sword and the cloth bag containing the talisman paper on the ground. He bent one leg and stepped on the bench. He had already eaten one third of a roast chicken.
Gu Rong's stomach rumbled and he swallowed unconsciously.
Unable to speak or move, Gu Rong could do nothing but watch helplessly.
Gu Rong said aggrievedly: [Rong Rong wants to eat too!]
006 sighed: [Little host, in this dungeon, you can only eat the food in the dungeon. The little zombies can't talk, so even if you want to eat, you can't ask for it.]
Gu Rong was a kid who loved to eat. The little zombie he played in this copy died of anger because he didn't have a single bite of food. He had a special obsession with food.
At first, he just watched Huang Daoren eat, but slowly he started to stare at him. His little chubby face was so cute, but he looked angry.
Soon Huang Daoren had eaten all the chicken except the bones.
Gu Rong's face was full of resentment, and her little face turned red with anger.
Humph, don’t even leave a bite for the cub!
Gu Rong's small body was bent straight as he stood against the wall, his two little arms placed vertically on both sides of his body. There was a yellow talisman stuck on his forehead, and his big eyes, as black as glass, were staring at Huang Daoren with resentment.
I'll stare at you!!
After Huang Daoren finished eating the chicken, he turned around and met the angry little face of the little zombie.
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Huang Daoren was stunned for a moment, then yelled, "You little wild zombie, are you awake? What's going on? Why are you angry?"
Gu Rong could do short movements within 10 seconds. Upon hearing this, he tilted his head and pouted to express his anger.
The cub is angry!
Huang Daoren: “……?”
This little wild zombie actually has intelligence and can even express emotions?
You know, most zombies only have instincts and no intelligence, but this little zombie is obviously different.
Huang Daoren widened his eyes. This little zombie could even blink and turn its head even with a talisman stuck on its forehead. These two points alone made it far superior to the zombies next to it.
In the perception of Huang Daoren, a Maoshan Taoist priest, zombies suck human blood... Of course, in the public's perception, zombies also suck human blood.
Huang Daoren didn't realize that Gu Rong was angry because he didn't get to eat the roast chicken. Not only did he not eat it, he also watched him finish the whole chicken.
I can see it but can't eat it, and my stomach is rumbling, so I must be very angry.
Huang Daoren thought that this little zombie was being carried all the way on the straw rope and was unhappy.
He said in a coaxing tone, "You little wild zombie, you still get angry! Haha, don't be angry, I'll put a light-proof talisman on you and take you to make a custom bamboo basket."
Gu Rong tilted his little head again, looking from left to right, and the yellow talisman on his forehead swung back and forth.
I am so angry!!
The baby can jump by himself. If you don’t leave a bite of food for the baby, the baby won’t let you carry him!!!
The live broadcast room was both heartbreaking and funny, and everyone was overwhelmed by the cuteness.
[The Taoist priest didn't give the baby chicken legs and the baby was hungry. The Taoist priest is bad and the baby is good! ]
[You can only eat food in this dungeon. Look how hungry the cub is. He's almost as angry as a pufferfish! [Reward points]]
[Shouldn't little zombies be sucking blood? Why do they want to eat roast chicken?]
[So what? The little zombies are bloodsuckers, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying roast chicken! [Reward points]]
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Huang Daoren put a light-proof talisman on Gu Rong's forehead and put him back on his back.
"You're the only one with such small arms and legs that needs someone to carry you. Look at the other zombies, which one of them can jump and walk by themselves?" Huang Daoren carried Gu Rong out of the charity cemetery, holding his hat with one hand and closing the door with the other.
"Hey, it's so windy, is it going to rain?"
The twenty zombies in the room were all covered with talismans and could not move. He went there and came back quickly, and there was no doubt that nothing would go wrong.
If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is bound to happen...
Huang Daoren opened and closed the door. The evil wind outside blew into the house and directly blew off the yellow talisman on the head of the first zombie.
As soon as the yellow talisman fell, the zombie opened its eyes.
It had dark circles under its eyes and a skinny face, as if drained of moisture. Its skin was deathly pale with a hint of green, and its cheeks were deeply sunken, as if a piece of human skin was wrapped around its skull, devoid of flesh and blood.
It bared its teeth, revealing its sharp, yellow-stained fangs.
The zombie stretched out its hands, which were hanging at its sides, and jumped towards the door at an incredible speed.
He jumped to the door, swept his arm, and was about to break through the door, but after the door panel collapsed, the sunlight outside shone straight in, like a laser beam, and bounced the zombie back into the house.
The zombie fell on the table, and with a "bang", the table and chairs shattered into pieces in an instant.
Without the protection of the door, the strong wind outside blew in, and the yellow talismans on the foreheads of other zombies were blown off one by one, and they woke up.
There was indeed a sign of rain outside. The sun was shining brightly one second, and the next second it was covered with dark clouds and the sky became dark.
Without the threat of sunlight, the zombies jumped straight up from the ground and jumped out of the charity cemetery.
The other zombies followed closely behind and jumped out as well.
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Huang Daoren didn't realize that all the zombies he had chased away had run away.
He carried the little zombie on his back and found an old comb maker, asking him to make a bamboo basket tailor-made for Gu Rong.
"This little zombie has a bad temper. I carry him on my back with a straw rope. When he's unhappy, he gets angry."
The old man looked at Yuxue's cute little zombie baby. It was very small, with big eyes that were blinking, and its little face was indeed puffed up with anger.
It was the first time he saw a little zombie cub. Not only did it not look scary, it looked very cute.
Upon hearing this, Gu Rong immediately stretched out his arms and wanted to jump down.
"Look, he's small, but he has a big temper!"
"Haha, you really have a bad temper!"
When you're weak, even if you're angry, people will think you're being cute. Isn't that what we're talking about? [狗头]]
[Bullying the kid because he can't talk. The kid isn't unhappy about being carried on his back, it's for a bite to eat! [Reward points]]
[You're still here buying bamboo baskets, and all the zombies in your room have run away. Hilarious!]
[All the players have entered the game. Let me see who they are...]
"This doesn't need to be specially made. This backpack for carrying children can be used to carry this little zombie. We have it ready-made and it's the perfect size."
The old man said, "It's so dark now and it's going to rain soon. If you insist on having it custom made, you'll have to wait until tomorrow."
Huang Daoren looked at the dark sky and was still worried about the 20 zombies in the charity cemetery. He couldn't wait until tomorrow.
"Alright then, if we wait until tomorrow, this little zombie will be so angry that he'll become a ball."
Gu Rong was already in a bad mood because he didn't get to eat the roast chicken, and now he was being made fun of, which made him even angrier.
He immediately struggled forward and tried to get down.
Huang Daoren could only put Gu Rong down first.
As soon as Gu Rong landed on the ground, he jumped away from Huang Daoren, took two steps, looked back at him, and then continued jumping.
It jumped two meters away before stopping. I hugged the little arm and tilted the little head, angry.jpg
Huang Daoren: “…”
The old comb maker: "..."
This little zombie can actually hug his little arms?!
006 and the live broadcast room couldn't help laughing.
006 always paid attention to the time to prevent Gu Rong from making a mistake of more than 10 seconds.
"Little Zombie Playing Rules" also has a bug. A mistake in playing must last for more than 10 seconds to be judged as an error. As long as Gu Rong makes a mistake for 9 seconds, continues to play the little zombie, and then makes another mistake, it will not be judged.
That's a maximum of 9 seconds of error for every 10 seconds.
However, switching back and forth makes it difficult to control time and more prone to errors.
Article 185 of "Little Zombie Behavior Guide": If the error lasts for more than one minute, it will be considered a second error; if it lasts for more than two minutes, it will be considered a third error, and so on.
006 originally thought that if Gu Rong made a mistake once, he would make the same mistake all the time, and this would count as one mistake. It turned out that he was thinking too much.
At this time, Gu Rong sniffed his nose and smelled a faint fragrance coming from it.
Following the smell, I saw a roast chicken shop with a row of golden and crispy roast chickens hanging there.
It’s exactly the same as what the Taoist priest eats!
Gu Rong immediately forgot about being angry. All her attention was drawn to the roast chicken, and her stomach growled even louder.
Without thinking, Gu Rong raised his little arms and skipped over.
Huang Daoren turned his back to Gu Rong and picked up the bamboo basket. After he finished picking up the bamboo basket and paid for it, he turned around and found that the little zombie baby was gone.
Huang Daoren: “……?!”
Holy crap!!!
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[While driving corpses, Huang Daoren, a Taoist priest from Maoshan, stopped at a charity cemetery to rest. He took the zombie cubs on his back and went out to order bamboo baskets. Unexpectedly, all 20 zombies he was supposed to be driving to Zombie Town all ran away...]
[These 20 zombies have a great background. If we can't find them, it will cause huge trouble...]
[Player Mission: Find 20 lost zombies and survive for seven days to complete the game.]
【Time: 7 days.】
【Number of people: 9.】
[Special reminder: If you are infected with zombie poison, please use zombie tooth powder to detoxify within 24 hours. If you are completely transformed into a zombie, you will be eliminated.]
The nine players who entered the game were all confused when they received the dungeon mission.
My goodness, the zombies all look the same as if they were bought wholesale. They're harder to tell apart than Ultraman. How the hell can anyone tell who's who? You can't just catch zombies whenever you see them, right? What if you accidentally get infected with the zombie virus?
Even if they could tell them apart, catching one zombie would be a big deal, but why would they let them catch twenty at once? Twenty, ten, ten!!
Wait...little zombie cub?
All the players fell into a strange silence.
Could this be the famous NPC from the forum?
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