The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

Is the water pollution serious?

...

"Uh... thankfully, thankfully."

"As long as you don't drink raw or cold water directly, it's not a big problem."

That's what I meant.

If I hadn't seen several beautiful young women with my own eyes that afternoon, I would have almost vomited.

I actually believed your lies.

but.

Xiao Jiang thought about it again.

Chen Xinlan is just a community director.

As the department closest to the people, the news she hears is likely all embellished.

If that's the case...

……

"what?"

"Starting today, stop drinking the tap water at home?"

Shen Zhaozhao, who was doing the accounts in the store, heard this news.

I subconsciously looked up.

then.

She was looking at her little boss.

A person carrying four bottles of water from the water dispenser came to me.

"Come."

"I'll take two buckets home myself."

???

Before Shen Zhaozhao could even react in shock, she raised her hand, pointed to herself, and then to the bottled water.

Her little face was completely bewildered.

"Boss, do you think I can carry this?"

...

"Give it a try."

"Now that you've mutated into a vibrating baton, your strength has probably increased quite a bit..."

Looking at the boss's eager expression.

Shen Zhaozhao walked to the bottled water with a speechless expression.

Reach out and grasp it.

Following my usual practice of exerting force, I lifted it with all my might.

Ok?

Shen Zhaozhao stared in astonishment as she effortlessly lifted a nearly 20-liter bottle of water.

I didn't even feel much strain.

This…

however.

The boss in front of her didn't offer much explanation, but simply patted her shoulder lightly.

"Remember to lock the door when you leave work."

"I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he picked up the remaining two water jugs and ran off...

.........

One hour later.

When Xiao Jiang finally managed to escape from that distant M78 nebula.

The first step was taken.

Then, Mother of Ultra, who followed behind, stuffed a bunch of local specialties into her hands.

This made her very shy.

They said they didn't want it, but their hands were more tightly bound than anyone else's.

cough cough.

After all, it's all thanks to their kindness.

We couldn't very well refuse, could we?

then.

Xiao Jiang happily ran home.

But when she wandered over to the vicinity of the bar street...

Far away.

I saw a swaying figure stumble and walk a few steps under the streetlight.

Suddenly.

He collapsed without warning.

This scene.

Xiao Jiang, who was not far away, was taken aback at first.

A surge of joy welled up inside me.

To know.

She's put so much effort into catching a live long-tongued monster these past two days.

They were practically ready to go directly to the inspection bureau and demand it from the person.

The results of it.

Here it is.

And so.

Xiao Jiang looked around.

My gaze lingered for a moment on the large dish with antenna on someone else's roof.

however.

A minute later, she was pinching her feet.

They quietly approached the figure lying on the ground.

Bend down.

As we prepared to put the lid on the large pot.

A simple "Stop messing around."

The old zombie's face froze.

Well, you're still alive.

Boring...

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the other side.

Room 302 of a dilapidated hotel.

Xu Ming was holding a camera and taking pictures of every corner of the room, bit by bit.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

The continuous flashes of light made the corpse lying on the bed appear deathly pale.

At this moment, at the door of the room.

Xue Gen looked away from the room, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

Then.

He approached the hotel owner, who was taking a statement from the inspector.

"Where is the darkroom?"

"I don't have it..."

Xue Gen remained silent in the face of his boss's denial, simply watching quietly.

then.

After the other person looked away, he smiled and blew all the smoke rings from his mouth onto the boss's face.

I don't want to repeat myself...

Simple and clear.

So two minutes later.

When Xue Gen entered the small room behind the bar, he saw the four television screens arranged neatly.

Xue Gen cursed under his breath that he was a pervert.

They then found the one marked 302.

I flipped through the pages little by little until the afternoon.

Not long after.

A shot taken from a hidden angle appeared on television.

Unfortunately, due to the angle...

The woman's back was shown on the screen for most of the time.

Only in the last few seconds.

Only by freezing the image could Xue Gen barely make out the killer's face and the chest containing mechanical gears...

......

Half an hour later.

When Chen Shaojie arrived in a wheelchair.

Xue Genzheng sat alone in the hotel lobby, quietly smoking.

Looking at the cigarette butts in the ashtray, it's clear the person has been smoking for a while.

"how."

"Abandoned by the forensic doctor Han?"

Chen Shaojie pushed the wheelchair to the other side of the table.

He consciously took one out of the cigarette pack.

"Eat more goji berries and yams."

"Brother Xin is right."

however.