Chapter 154: Just for fun.
After dinner that evening, the mother and son went for a walk by the river to digest the food. Shu Maomao pulled out the invincible Xiao Hei and forced him to spar with him to vent his endless energy.
Xiao Hei never expected that he, a game administrator, would become a sparring partner for the monster BOSS.
Damn BUG!
Shu Lan sat by the river, watching him fight with earphones on. She seemed focused, but was actually distracted.
She had also thought about this before: when the eternal night comes and humans move underground, where will the zombies go to hide from meteorites?
It turns out that there is no need to worry about this issue at all, because the zombies will die at that time.
If you think about it carefully, you can understand the fanaticism of the cultists. Zombies don't eat or drink, don't feel pain, and have powerful strength. When there is no hope in living, how can they not be considered an attractive choice?
But with so many zombies, there are only a few years left to move...
"Mommy!" Shu Maomao appeared from her sight and pointed at the gap in her mouth: "Look at my teeth."
Shu Lan looked at Xiao Hei with a sinister look in her eyes: "You knocked out my son's teeth?"
Xiao Hei raised his hands and shook his round head like a rattle. His featureless face seemed to have the word "injustice" written on it in capital letters.
It took a beating without even touching the corner of his clothes!
Shu Lan knew of course that this was impossible, and scaring Xiao Hei was just a bad idea.
She asked Shu Maomao: "Where did your tooth fall out?"
Shu Maomao opened his hand, and there was a small front tooth on his palm: "Here."
"You bury it in the ground, the deeper the better. When the upper teeth fall out, put them in a very low place, and when the lower teeth fall out, throw them in a high place. This way, the teeth will grow quickly and neatly."
Shu Maomao asked, "Why?"
Shu Lan said, "Mommy doesn't know why either. This is what I was told when I was a child and my teeth were changing."
"All right."
Shu Maomao threw the front tooth that had passed away from him to the ground. A small green sprout emerged, rolled up his tooth with its leaves and drilled into the soil.
"Don't lick the place where your teeth fell out."
Shu Maomao said, "I understand."
Then I couldn't help but lick it secretly, and it felt weird.
Shu Lan hugged him and said, "I'll teach you a tongue twister. Repeat after me: Red Phoenix, Pink Phoenix, Pink Phoenix Flower Phoenix."
The innocent Shu Maomao followed along: "Hong Feng..."
No, my front teeth are leaking and I can’t pronounce the second word.
He stamped his foot in anger: "Mom!"
"Hahahahahaha, fine, fine, I won't read it anymore."
After the first tooth fell out, the second one came out. The people in the base found that the already aloof Lord Maomao became even more aloof. He was never seen smiling or talking from morning to night.
The speed at which he changed his teeth was as fast as the speed at which he grew. Sometimes when he was eating watermelon, he would suddenly frown, tilt his head and spit out a small tooth. Sometimes when he was sleeping, he would suddenly open his eyes, jump out of bed and run out. When asked, it turned out that his lower tooth fell out when he turned over and was about to be thrown onto the roof.
But the teeth grow out very quickly, so some fall out and some grow, making the teeth uneven. Shu Maomao thinks it's a bit ugly, so he doesn't like to show them to others.
Some children grow up slowly along their growth trajectory, while some adults actively seek death by walking into the claws of zombies.
An Selin told Shu Lan: "I locked up that group of idiots together. Now they don't even eat. They kneel down to me like a god, begging me to grant them the qualifications to evolve."
His voice lacked his usual lazy smile, and it was obvious that he was quite angry with the cultists.
Shu Lan had already figured out a plan: "I'm hosting a party tomorrow night. Are there any experts around you who can help them see the performance in person?"
An Selin said: "I'll go ask Jiang Jun."
After asking, the man named Jiang Jun said that it was impossible to do a remote live broadcast in such a short time, and suggested recording it first and then showing it to these people who had been brainwashed by the cult zombies and were unconscious.
Shu Lan said, "That's fine. I found a lot of cameras when I was picking up trash. You can come get them when you're done recording."
"good."
Because of the rapid personnel changes, the party was delayed from early summer to late autumn. At least it was an annual tradition, and the day of the official performance was finally approaching in the intensive preparations.
The stage for the gala became more and more magnificent each time, with colorful lights decorating the night with a riot of color. The performers and lucky audience members were already in their seats, the noise was in everyone's ears, and the radio kept shouting for silence.
Shu Lan handed the recording camera to a professional and walked towards the judges' position across the stage with Shu Maomao.
The professional pointed the camera and microphone at her and asked in an interview tone, "Dear Commander Qin Xiaoshuang, I heard that District 9's gala has been held for three years. What was your original purpose in organizing this gala?"
Shu Lan said, "Just for fun."
"What do you think the annual party means to everyone?"
"Just for fun."
"Okay. Our next interview is with Master Mao Mao. Master Mao Mao, which show are you most looking forward to tonight?"
Shu Maomao raised his eyes and glanced at him.
His teeth haven't grown in yet, so he doesn't want to talk and is leaking air everywhere.
Shu Lan, the rescuer, appeared in time: "Answering this question is equivalent to canvassing for votes in advance. Go interview other judges."
The other judges didn't expect today's party to be so formal, and there would even be pre-competition interviews.
"This is our Deputy Commander Lu, who is usually responsible for maintaining order at the base."
Lu Xingyao straightened his collar, smoothed his hair, looked at the camera awkwardly, and asked, "What should I say?"
"Are you looking forward to tonight's party? Are there any contestants you're particularly optimistic about?"
Lu Xingyao smiled like an old father. "I'm looking forward to it. My Qinghe has been preparing for tonight's show for a long time."
"I'm already looking forward to the Deputy Commander's daughter's wonderful performance. Okay, the next judge is our Secretary Huo. May I ask..."
Huo Yu ruthlessly spat out a word: "Pass."
"Our Manager Ji is still checking the accounts at this time. He is so dedicated. May I ask..."
"Pass."
"OK."
The interview was almost over when the music suddenly blasted, startling everyone in the audience.
Zhou Dahu ran out apologetically and bowed repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry, the sound system isn't tuned up properly, but are you all ready? The Third District Nine Human Base Gala is about to begin! Tonight's host is still me, your Brother Tiger!"
The last group of people who arrived at District 9 and hadn't been able to prepare their performances stood on the roof, listening to the noise in the distance. They asked those around them in disbelief, "The third year? Does that mean District 9 has been doing this for three years?"
"I don't know. I came here last year and last year I had a place to sit and watch. Now I can only listen to the noise from a distance."
"Alas, it's my bad luck that I didn't get a spot in the audience. I can only watch it next year."
At the door of the communication room, two furtive figures stood, one holding a candle and the other holding a piece of iron to pick the lock.
After prying open the door of the communications room, the two of them tacitly tried not to make any noise and tiptoed in.
The radio was on the table, but there was no use for it tonight.
After tuning the channel, the two looked at each other and communicated with their lips: Do you want to say it?
The other person nodded: Go ahead and say it, it’s so noisy outside, he definitely can’t hear you.
After living as captives in District 9 for a while, they realized that the most powerful psychic here was not Commander Qin Xiaoshuang, but the six-year-old boy beside her.
The boy's ability was the most unreasonable plundering in the apocalypse. He robbed all the combat abilities of the survivors who came to District 9, making his mother Qin Xiaoshuang an irresistible commander.
Everyone says that Lord Maomao has super hearing that can cover the entire area, so if you don't want to die, try not to think about doing bad things secretly.
At this moment, the background music of the performance and the cheers of the audience are boiling.
The two people from Area 1 believed that even the most powerful ears might not be able to notice the insignificant movements in the communication room at this time.
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