Zongman: Break the genetic lock and join the chat group

In that case, it would be better to stay in Apocalypse.

It is more comfortable to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by mature women and beautiful girls.

"It's almost time to go back."

Although I really want to test the specific physical energy consumption of the normal running speed of the second-level gene lock, I can see Minami Rika's motorcycle.

Zhou Cheng's idea was completely abandoned.

Although there was no problem carrying this heavy motorcycle back, this behavior...he felt a little weird when he thought about the scene.

Motorcycles are meant to be ridden.

So what's the difference between this and Lu Bu riding a horse?

...

After sending a private message to Busujima Saeko, Zhou Cheng drove his motorcycle back to the shelter, passing through a massive zombie massacre.

The streets were somewhat deserted.

This also provides him with the perfect opportunity for racing, with the roar of the motorcycle engine roaring fiercely and the subtle insight.

Even at night when there are no street lights, you can still observe all the details of the road.

The distance is about 20km.

Zhou Cheng arrived quickly in just 10 minutes. With the iron door key, there was no need to jump over the wall. After all, this was his home in Apocalypse.

There's no need to act like an intruder.

When I pushed open the security door, the first thing that caught my eye was the indoor shoes that had been prepared in advance, and Miyamoto Rei, who knew that Zhou Cheng had returned.

She stood at the entrance with a smile on her face and handed Zhou Cheng the hot towel she had prepared in advance: "You're back."

"Student Zhou Cheng."

"Ah."

"The bathtub is already filled with hot water, and dinner will be ready soon." Even Miyamoto Rei seemed to be influenced by...

Wifey feeling?

"Thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Cheng said with a relaxed smile, took the towel and wiped his face, then looked at his daily life in Apocalypse from a relatively objective perspective.

It’s not that hard to accept?

...

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PS: The next world will probably be the national team, and if anyone wants to see it... you can tell the author in the comment section. I will browse the comment section intensively and will correct any problems. Only by listening to advice can you make a living!

Maze fans can actually melt Freelian, but I don’t know what the readers think.

Chapter 31: Nan Lixiang, who is full of curiosity, goes to the maze rice world (asking for flowers)

Zhou Cheng's disappearance for two consecutive nights has caused Shizuka Marikawa and Rei Miyamoto to have some doubts about his identity.

Verified by Busujima Saeko.

They finally understood clearly that Zhou Cheng came from another world, possessed such powerful strength, and had an appetite that was not enough to describe him as a glutton. It all made sense.

And just got home.

Nan Lixiang, who didn't have to worry about her safety in the short term, got drunk until she was woken up for dinner.

Then, she looked at the table filled with steaks, seafood, and various dishes. Although she knew that the food reserves were sufficient, it was still a bit exaggerated.

"that..."

Compared to today's lunch, the food portion has increased several times. She looked at the figure busy in the kitchen.

Shizuka Marikawa, and Saeko Busujima.

Her tone was filled with disbelief, and she couldn't help but ask, "Do we really need to prepare so much...food for dinner?"

"Um..."

"Including Xiaoxiang's share..."

Shizuka Marikawa glanced at the table full of food, and finally turned to look at Saeko Busujima who was busy in an apron.

She added decisively: "Let's grill another steak. I'm worried that Zhou Chenjun won't have enough to eat..."

"Ok."

Having gradually fallen in love with cooking, not to mention that it was prepared for Zhou Cheng, Busujima Saeko nodded slightly with a gentle smile.

Then they had this conversation as if no one else was around.

This made Minami Rika's expression a little stiff. She looked at the dining table again, meaning to throw away their dinner.

leftover...

Are all of these prepared for Zhou Cheng?

"what?!"

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As Zhou Cheng's life level improves, his resilience will only be more concretely manifested in terms of strength and injuries.

It’s not yet at the stage where it can recover its physical strength, otherwise what’s the difference between it and a perpetual motion machine?

As the body's daily energy needs increase, the shortcomings of ordinary foods, which are not low in nutritional content, become apparent...

Although the dinner prepared by Saeko Busujima, Shizuka Marikawa and others was indeed impeccable in terms of taste, it required eating a large amount of food.

Only then can you maintain your peak condition at all times.

"Monster meat... should provide more energy, and the taste should be pretty good too."

Feeling the tremendous power in his body, Zhou Cheng inexplicably felt a sense of satisfaction. He opened a bottle of beer for himself and prepared to take a short rest.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He looked at the many busy figures in the living room, and only then did he feel like he was in the Crystal Palace. It was almost 9 o'clock.

It's almost time for a break.

Minami Rika, who wanted to help with the housework, was driven to the living room by Marikawa Shizuka, who was holding a specially made cocktail in her hand.

Through the attitude when interacting with friends.

They all reveal a kind of... Zhou Cheng, who looks like a high school student, is definitely more special than he thought.

He cleared out the zombies around him, installed shelters, etc...

All kinds of signs.

Minami Rika found it hard to believe that this was something a high school student could do, so she asked while being slightly tipsy.

"Classmate Zhou Cheng, are you also a student at Fujimi Academy?"

"No."

"But to some extent... he is also a high school student." Zhou Cheng shook his head slightly and looked at the dark-skinned lady sitting on the sofa.

He didn't look as cool as when he was wearing the SAT uniform when we first met.

After washing up, Minami Rika has changed into silk pajamas and is lazily leaning on the sofa, outlining her perfect figure.

Extraordinarily charming.

"What do you mean?"

It was this sentence that almost hooked Nan Lixiang's strong curiosity. She sat down slightly and her chest kept rising and falling.

To some extent, I am a high school student. Why do you say that?

As for myself, I am an outsider from another world.

Sooner or later, Minami Rika, Takagi Saya and the others would know about it, so Zhou Cheng did not hide it and smiled easily: "If I say..."

"I come from another world, would you believe it?"

"..."

It's a ridiculous statement.

But looking at Zhou Cheng's black eyes that were as calm and deep as the starry sky, Nan Lixiang nodded for some unknown reason.

So many zombies were killed...

Even as a member of the special assault force, I was unable to solve the problem with a full set of thermal weapons. I listened to Zhou Cheng's explanation.

like...

Suddenly it became reasonable?

She drank the wine, her cheeks slightly flushed, and asked with a smile: "What about your world, Zhou Chengjun?"

“Is it similar to where we are?”

"Yes."

"Then why... I heard from Marukawa that you dealt with all the zombies around the street?" Minami Rika continued to ask.

Eyes narrowed slightly.

"This shouldn't be difficult, right? Maybe I'm just a little stronger than ordinary people?"

"call!"

After pouring the strong cocktail into her mouth, Nan Lixiang took a long breath, her face became more charming and she pursed her red lips.

The tone was filled with emotion.

"Zhou Chengjun, you really make me curious!"

"..."

Instead of continuing to sit on the sofa, she stood up from the sofa, bent down and moved in front of Zhou Cheng, and their eyes met.

With some unclear meaning.

Zhou Cheng was half lying down, so he could clearly see the deep ravines in her chest. He shrugged his shoulders and spoke casually.

"From a psychological perspective..."

"I don't think this kind of curiosity is a particularly good sign."

"So what?"

Nan Lixiang's smile did not diminish at all. She just hooked her finger lightly at Zhou Cheng, and then left with her back to him.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Zhou Chengjun, do you want to go for a drive after drinking?"

"I have no opinion."

......

The ride was a little tortuous, as Minami Rika was driving the Hummer in the garage while slightly drunk.

As soon as I left the garage, I found that the one-way road was blocked by the exploded vehicle frame.

There was a school bus from Fujimi School blocking the way on the other side, making it impossible to turn around. Minami Rika was too lazy to go back and get the keys to move the car.

Then I saw Zhou Cheng leaving the passenger seat.

He easily lifted the scrapped vehicle frame with one hand and threw it casually into the uninhabited yard, making a loud noise.

Nan Lixiang's slight drunkenness disappeared instantly and she became completely sober.

As for what happens next.

It was somewhat natural to drive to a suburban park where it was relatively quiet and there were no zombies bothering us.

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