The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

"I didn't have class this morning, so my mom and I came to the market to buy groceries."

"I just happened to think you were here too."

"I just came to see you."

Oh, I see.

This child is really shy and cute.

Xiao Jiang glanced at the stupid dog next to her with its tail between its legs.

"Since we're already here..."

"Why did you bring a gift?"

He paused for a moment as he spoke.

He said with great pride:

"rest assured."

"I promise I'll clean it up perfectly for you."

These words were spoken.

The little girl's face turned pale instantly.

He quickly waved his hand, trying to explain.

But then she noticed the mocking expression on Jiang Shi's face.

How could he not understand that the other party was just teasing him?

Enraged, he raised his fist and punched.

How could you be so wicked!

whee...

It's so much fun to tease little girls.

Xiao Jiang chuckled and put his arm around Di Jia's, leading her inside.

At the same time, he spoke:

"alright."

"bring it on."

"Come sit at my house."

...

"ah...?"

"sit?"

"But my mom..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiang looked in that direction.

At the information center of the market, a middle-aged woman dressed in bright colors, whose face resembled that of Xiao Dijia, was talking to several vegetable vendors.

He looked so enthusiastic.

They don't look like they're here to buy groceries at all.

However, after this reminder...

Xiao Jiang also realized that her place didn't seem suitable for receiving the young girl.

After all, the ground was covered in mud and bloodstains.

Thinking of this.

Xiao Jiang's determination to become a poverty-stricken household grew even stronger.

At this time.

I don't know if it was to comfort her.

After some hesitation, Ultraman asked in a low voice:

"Jiang Shi, can I come find you this afternoon to go to school together?"

go to school?

Oh oh.

Xiao Jiang, whose mind is preoccupied with making money, has almost forgotten about this.

"Okay."

"Then let's meet this afternoon."

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at the same time.

The office on the top floor of the Inspection Bureau building in the East Seventh District.

Huang Qian sat behind the chair.

He looked down at the investigation report that had just been handed to him on the table.

turn on.

The first thing you see is a simulated portrait drawn in pencil.

There is another set of data next to it.

Type: Humanoid Xenomorph

Size: Between 1.65 and 1.75 meters tall

Appearance: [The entire body is covered in long, crimson fur, and it has a pair of red pupils. Its limbs are long and slender and flexible, and there are hard, spike-like objects at the front of its arms.]

Abilities: [Extremely fast movement speed and exceptional stealth capabilities]

Attack method: [Close-range spikes; other attack methods are uncertain.]

Danger Level: [Yellow (Possesses the ability to instantly kill high-risk mutants)]

Risk Level Assessment: [70% High-Level Hazard / 28% Low-Level Hazard / 2% Unknown]

Seeing this.

Huang Qian's brows furrowed involuntarily.

These data were obtained from the accounts of the few people present.

Including Ye Jia.

If it were anyone else, Huang Qian could choose to be suspicious.

But thinking of the girl's incoherent words born of fear, she felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Hazard level…

Disaster level…

At this time.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Huang Qian responded and looked up to see Chen Shaojie, who was walking in unsteadily, leaning on a cane.

"sit down."

In short.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the other person's right calf, which was wrapped in gauze.

How are you feeling?

"good."

Chen Shaojie knew what Huang Qian was asking, pointed to the bandage on his calf, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"At least he wasn't crippled."

Where is Ye Jia?

"I stayed up all night and just went to sleep."

Hearing this, Huang Qian sighed softly, paused for two seconds, and then asked:

"Old Chen."

What are your thoughts on what happened last night?

What happened last night…

Chen Shaojie spent a night in the isolation room.

But through a mobile phone.

He still managed to get a general idea from Xue Gen.

"Are you worried about the mutant who's suppressing Ye Jia?"

However, Huang Qian shook her head unexpectedly.

"The destructive power of mutants is indeed great, but they are only dangerous creatures after all."

"on the contrary."

"That's what I'm worried about now."

As she spoke, she turned the file in front of her so that Chen Shaojie could clearly see the text on it.

Impressively.

His eyes narrowed.

"This is..."

"The...ghost that Ye Jia mentioned?"

.........

Chapter Twenty-Four: The Difference Between Border Friction and Territorial Invasion

in the afternoon.

In the junior nursing class at the medical school.

A certain 'ghost' sat in a corner by the window.

Feel the natural breeze blowing in from the window, and listen to the soft chirping of insects and birds.

I yawned without even realizing it.

That's right.

She was sleepy.

A zombie that had been sleeping underground for eight hundred years was unearthed for more than a month.

Sitting in this classroom.

I actually felt drowsy.

Is the environment just too perfect?

Or was the content of this theory lecture too conducive to falling asleep?

Xiao Jiang just couldn't understand it.

But what she didn't know was...

Her listless appearance was noticed by her classmate sitting next to her.