She was once a fairy in the Heavenly Ceremony Team, a counterfeiter who was responsible for placing floral fragrances during the official's travels, adding fragrance to food at banquets, and improving the fake quality of banquet dishes.
Under the dogma of hard work, hard work, and happiness, the bottom-level scapegoat with no way to advance is now the monster, Jiu Motoko.
She decided to teach the ignorant mortal before her a lesson.
"Many immortals can ascend to heaven through cultivation, but I am different. I am a stream of immortal energy when the heaven and earth first appeared. I have boundless magical power and can transcend the five elements. I can change the color of the heaven and earth with just a raise of my hand."
"Because he is too powerful and unwilling to participate in the intrigues of the gods, he is regarded as a thorn in the side of some powerful beings."
"They designed a conspiracy, and I fell for it accidentally. They blocked my huge magic power and wanted to kill me. I am the immortal energy of heaven and earth. What can their little tricks do to me? You're not asking me to leave the fairy world and come to the mortal world, haha." Jiu Yuanzi doesn't need to watch too many TV series, just open his mouth.
She felt very satisfied with this pseudo-archaic tone. How could a mortal know what the fairy world was like? She would definitely not doubt it.
As expected, Gong Yangyan showed a shocked look, and imagined a 72-episode conspiracy drama about the Immortal family, and finally concluded: "Sister Jiu, so you are a fugitive now? The kind who is being chased by the bosses of the Immortal World! "
"..." Jiu Motoko really wanted to try the feeling of being a monster with all her heart, such as throwing down the mortal in front of her and watching her being torn into pieces by zombies.
This shouldn't be counted as his own cause and effect, but at most a little bit of black energy, just like that woman Xiu.
It's okay to kill someone, as long as you don't kill it directly yourself.
I don’t know if she was looking at her wrongly or if she really thought that way. Gongyang Yan said enviously: "The gods in heaven are definitely not good gods. I have seen this kind of things since I was a child. The one who is being chased by them is not a good one." He is a very charismatic hero.”
"It's all about being unafraid of power. I can't help but take my fate. Sister Jiu must be the same kind of person."
Seeing the seriousness with which she swore, Motoko Shu felt that she might be lying to him about not having read the book, but what if it was true?
So, she looked serious and said coolly: "Of course I am such a person, no, I am just such a fairy."
Jiu Motoko didn't feel like he was lying. If a monster didn't do something bad, what kind of monster would it be? If he followed the example of the three people just now and protected mortals to make a living, how could he still hang out in the circle of monsters in the future.
Telling white lies is also the practice of being a demon.
The balloon stopped popping, but the zombies didn't leave. There were two living delicacies in front of me, and I couldn't bear to leave without taking a few bites.
They fell down one by one and piled up hills on the ground. Even if you break your leg, you still have to climb up.
By the time they can reach the decorations in the patio and pull the wire, there will probably be no zombies upstairs.
Gong Yangyan became more and more courageous. She explained to Jiu Yuanzi the characteristics of zombies. They move slowly and have stiff bodies. If they are scratched by them, they will be infected and turn into zombies.
In some film and television novels, zombies can also evolve, become agile and have special powers. Crystals will also appear in their heads. If people eat the crystals, they will have super powers.
But it's not certain whether the zombies here will be like this.
Only then did Jiu Yuanzi understand why the human immortal had to cut open the zombie's head with a knife and rummage through it.
It seemed that she was looking for the so-called zombie crystal, and she was cursing dissatisfied when she couldn't find it.
Zombies that have evolved to become more sensitive and have super powers...
Although Jiu Motoko has never been to a dojo before, he has heard that it is not easy to experience training there.
It is said that even though you can still enter the Taoist temple normally, some of them have been there for hundreds of years, but you cannot learn any spells.
The stronger the person in the dojo, the better the trials they complete, the more powerful they can learn the magic and get the rewards from the dojo.
She didn't know if there were any extra rewards for the Nuwa Cauldron with only fragments left.
Do we need to clean up all these zombies?
Jiu Motoko stared at the zombies. The more he looked at them, the more disgusting he became. He might have nightmares at night.
Touching the rotten flesh on their bodies with her hands, the sticky and slippery mucus, a touch that was more subtle than stepping on dog poop, made her skin crawl just thinking about it.
Forget it, anyway, the mission is to survive for 24 hours. As long as you are alive, the mission is completed.
Jiu Yuanzi warned himself that as a demon, you should not be too greedy. Only by being steady and low-key can you live a long life. The monsters who danced happily were either beaten to death or locked up and put to work.
As soon as she decided to sit here until the end of the dojo, Gong Yangyan gently pulled her sleeve and said hesitantly: "Sister Jiu, I... I want to go to the toilet."
"Also, I was kidnapped in the middle of the night. I haven't eaten anything until now. I'm hungry and thirsty."
Jiu Motoko looked at her with wide eyes, eating?
Yes, people must eat and drink, unlike immortals who only eat to satisfy their cravings, absorb spiritual energy, and to show their status and afford food.
What about the demon?
"Gu..." Jiu Motoko's stomach rang, and a somewhat gripping and tantalizing feeling welled up in her stomach.
She was shocked, this is what it feels like to be hungry!
After discovering that she was also hungry, she ate a few mouthfuls of melon on the day of the incident and was imprisoned in the Immortal Prison until the immortal bones were removed and thrown into the human world. Motoko Shuu had a stomach that had not eaten for several years and protested crazily. Gurgling incessantly.
This scratching feeling in her stomach, which she felt for the first time, went from novel to uncomfortable. In just ten seconds, she was so hungry that she felt like vomiting.
The desire to find something to eat to fill their stomachs was stronger than the zombies' desire to eat them.
Jiu Yuanzi grabbed Gong Yangyan and asked anxiously: "Where is there anything to eat here? Do you have any with you?"
Gong Yangyan was startled by her. This person seemed to be even hungrier than herself, as if she had broken some barrier and detonated her hunger instantly.
She didn't dare to delay. The look in Jiu Motoko's eyes was too scary, so she quickly pointed to a shop in the distance and said, "Sister Jiu, that seems to be a cafe. If we are lucky, we should be able to find something to eat."
"It's just that there are still dozens of zombies on the third floor. The aisle is blocked by them. We can't get to the coffee without diverting them away..."
Before she could finish her words, Gong Yangyan saw Jiu Yuanzi jump back, and those slender hands that would never touch a zombie pressed directly on the face of a zombie without being dirty at all.
"Bang!" There was only a muffled sound, and the zombie's head shook and he fell straight down.
Jiu Motoko used his hands and feet to blast the brains and kick the zombies downstairs. In less than a minute, he took care of all the zombies surrounding the corridor on the third floor.
The long-sleeved dress with two layers of gauze and fairy-like fluttering on her body was stained with large stains. She looked like she had just slipped and fallen into a pig pen and stabbed her to death. A crazy woman who still can't get over her anger after being killed by a pig.
Shaking off the rotten flesh and mucus on his hands, Jiu Yuanzi jumped into the middle of the patio, grabbed Gong Yangyan's arm, and brought her back.
Gong Yangyan only felt that she and he had brought a gust of wind. She had never been so light in her life, and she arrived at the door of the coffee shop in the blink of an eye.
Shu Motoko closed the door of the shop with brown glass and wooden frames, grabbed another chair, stuck the chair legs on the door handle, and dragged a table over, completely sealing the door.
She left Gong Yangyan behind and began to check out this rather small cafe, even the small toilet.
There was only blood stains in the store but no corpses. All the zombies had been lured out just now. Apart from a mess, there was nothing dangerous in the store.
Seeing that there were no zombies or strange mutated animals, Gong Yangyan rushed into the toilet.
Nice, there is water and electricity.
Jiu Motoko washed her hands vigorously in the semi-open kitchen sink, which was separated by glass. No matter how hungry she was, her bottom line was to wash her hands before eating.
The toilet door opened, and Gong Yangyan took a cautious look. After seeing that it was safe, she ran into the kitchen and began to rummage through the cabinets to find food.
A worthless waste will not be protected by a strong person. She has to show her ability.
This is just a dojo. Time did not pass too quickly when the zombies appeared. There was a lot of food in the kitchen.
The water and electricity were not cut off, and no matter how incompetent a human being was, he could still make some food on the verge of life and death.
Drinks, mineral water, vegetable salad, ham slices, measured meal bags and butter.
"..." Jiu Yuanzi looked at Gong Yangyan who was stuffing a meal bag into his mouth, and silently stuffed a meal bag into his mouth. As expected, he was a useless mortal, full of ready-made food.
She ate no slower than Gong Yang Yan. If she had enough to eat, it would be good. Why should she be picky? This was a stomach that had been hungry for several years. She was so hungry when she woke up overnight.
Gong Yangyan finally regained her composure after eating four meal packages and three bottles of mineral water.
Looking at Motoko Shu, whose movements were graceful but not slow, a bit like a food grinder, and her eyes numb as she ate her meal package, she said flatteringly: "Sister Shu, I was a little hungry just now, so I thought of eating something to cushion my meal first. Take a moment. I found a lot of good things in the freezer, including steaks, fish fillets and everything. I will make delicious ones for you now."
"Let you taste the delicious food on earth, the kind you can't eat in heaven."
Zombies are roaming around, and the smell of food wafts into the shopping mall filled with the smell of death.
If zombies still have sense of smell and memory, they will recall the taste of sizzling fried steak, crispy buttered bread slices and three-in-one coffee.
These aromas and food warmed the monster's cold heart.
Everything has a meaning, and the delicate and frail mortal female college student from a wealthy family is no exception.
Sake Motoko thought happily as she squinted her eyes with satisfaction while eating the steak that was both battered and raw.
