Chapter 82 The Zombie King raised a cross-dressing boss (39)
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QianerqiuWords: 1111Update Time: 24/01/12 18:26:37
Since their last fight, Xing Zhaizhai found that Jin Sheng had changed a lot, except that he was even more sticky with her.
The first mission was not clear yet, so she had to spend all her time and energy on the second side mission.
"Sister, look."
Wei Jinsheng stood in front of a large container, which contained a female zombie with her limbs chained.
The female zombie smelt the smell of human flesh and kept struggling. The chains made a clanging sound. Her skin was ulcerated and filled with insects, and waves of stench floated in the air.
"Is there any progress?"
Xing Zhaizhai wore the same white coat as Jin Sheng, with disposable gloves on his hands. Only a pair of bright eyes were exposed on his head.
When she came to Jin Sheng's side, she endured the discomfort and boldly looked at the unrecognizable female zombie. She didn't notice any changes and tilted her head to look at him.
"???"
Wei Jinsheng didn't feel any discomfort when facing the disgusting body of the female zombie, and used a laser pointer to point out the changes in the drug they were researching.
Xing Zhaizhai looked over and his eyes lit up. The skin in that area was actually recovering very slowly. The medicine they were studying worked, but not at this level. It was too slow.
The two looked at each other and both thought of the same question. After a while, they were immersed in research again.
One is because of the mission, and the other is because she wants him to accompany her.
Tang Piao came over, but the two of them didn't notice. They just cooperated with each other to enter a new round of research.
He looked at Xing Zhaizhai with longing eyes. Her appearance remained the same as it was more than ten years ago, and he would grow old one day.
The two of them were so right together, and it made him jealous, jealous of his tacit understanding with her, and jealous of Wei Jinsheng's position in her heart.
In Zhai's eyes, Wei Jinsheng was the only one who could really pretend to be her. He had tried hard and fought for her, but he had never left a place in her heart.
"My, what are you looking at?"
The male zombie king was the same height as Tang Piao, and his eyes widened as he tried to compare with him.
Tang Piao didn't know how to express his behavior. Call him pitiful. He was more pitiful than him. At least he would not grow old and would always have the opportunity to be with Zhai.
"..."
Tang Piao was disturbed from looking at people. He didn't want to just stare at the stupid zombies, so he turned around and left.
The five of them are currently rooted in this base where zombies coexist. The safety factor is very high. There are two zombie kings sitting in charge. Who dares to break in.
If someone is worried, they will feel reassured. If they want to come to the base, they will be welcomed. If they don’t dare to come, we will not force them.
"Brother, are Sister Xing and Shengsheng still studying?"
Yuan Jian stepped forward and walked with Tang Piao out of curiosity. They had been working on it for more than a month. There was some progress, but it was not complete and it was not good yet.
The two people were researching the antidote. Most people did not object or support it. Research consumes materials. In these last days, materials are increasingly scarce and research is even more difficult. They have no hope of success.
Tang Piao: "Yeah."
Yuan Jian glanced at her elder brother's lost look and sighed in her heart.
They all know that the eldest brother likes Sister Xing. Sister Xing only has Shengsheng in her eyes. They also know that, hey, this is destined to be the result of fate.
The man here left sadly, but the male zombie king over there didn't care what the two of them were studying, he just wanted to leave after pulling Zhai. It was too embarrassing for their zombie king to be so close to humans.
"Stay away, human."
More than ten years have passed, and the male zombie king has no proficiency in human language and can only communicate in basic languages.
Xing Zhaizhai looked puzzled by him, threw his hand away, and said displeased: "I'm busy."
The subconscious mind is, roll as far as you can.