The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

"Then let it be put on hold."

"Now, let's talk about the second thing."

"It concerns the major events that have recently occurred in the counties and districts surrounding the main city."

"What suggestions and ideas do you all have?"

As a result, after these words were spoken...

Not a single representative from any of the four sides in the council chamber uttered a sound.

After all, nobody's a fool.

If it's just one or two sudden events, then it can be considered a coincidence.

But when a series of events occur at intervals.

None of the shrewd people present were willing to step forward and be the first to speak out.

That's what I saw.

The white-haired officer simply called out the roll call.

"Colonel He."

"The riots in the South 8th District at the end of last month."

"Have you found the problem?"

Hearing the sound.

The officer whose badge had the character "南" engraved on it waved his hand dismissively.

"found it."

"It was caused by the suicide of a minor celebrity."

"It's nothing serious."

Seeing that this person was still pretending to be ignorant even though he knew the truth.

The white-haired officer didn't bother to expose him and instead looked at the bespectacled officer at the north table.

"Colonel Lu."

"What happened last week when the monsters attacked the city in the North Sixth District?"

...

"Siege?"

"How could that be?"

"It was just a few strange beasts with their families who got lost on their migration route."

Upon seeing this.

The white-haired officer had no desire to reply; he turned his head and fixed his gaze on the noblewoman behind the East table.

"Colonel Huang."

"Were two superhumans at the school level killed in the East Seventh District yesterday?"

In a word.

All eyes in the hall were now focused on the lady.

After all, he was a school-level superhuman.

Even in the main city, they would be considered a core force.

As a result, in the East Seventh District, in this rusty place, two people died at once.

Such an unusual occurrence was bound to attract the attention of others.

"Yes."

The noblewoman gently unfolded her folding fan, her graceful figure leaning back in her chair, her eyes and brows smiling, but her tone held no hint of amusement.

"One of them is a professional league tracker."

Is there a problem?

These words were spoken.

The other three people all showed varying degrees of change in their complexion.

In particular, the officer at the west table suddenly tapped his fingers on the table and let out a soft chuckle.

"Huang Daxue".

"I remember there wasn't a second lieutenant stationed in the East Seventh District?"

"Don't tell me you killed those two while you were disciplining your daughter."

...

"Do you believe me if I bombarded it with city cannons?"

In short, he shut the other person up so badly that they didn't even have the energy to reply.

Fortunately, everyone present knew this woman's personality.

Despite her seemingly refined and elegant demeanor, she actually has a fiery temper that few people can tolerate.

This will happen.

The man in the Zhongshan suit behind the table in the south pushed up his glasses and suddenly asked a question.

"Colonel Huang."

"After all, this matter involves quite a few parties."

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

however.

Despite the stares of the crowd, the noblewoman simply fanned herself with her folding fan.

"Excuse me."

"No comment."

Her attitude was expressed in just eight simple words.

For a moment, the council hall fell silent.

for a long time.

The white-haired officer glanced at the elderly man holding the hammer in the chief seat, turned his head away, and calmly said something.

"Since you all have your own ways of handling it."

"Headquarters won't get involved."

"I just have one piece of advice for you."

"It's not that simple."

...

Half an hour later.

In a garden, the lady took out her cell phone and made a call.

A moment later, a serious voice came from the other side.

"Aunt Xue."

"Are you looking for Brother Shao? I'll give him the phone for you!"

After waiting for the other end of the phone to give their consent, they then...

The sound of running footsteps came from nearby.

moment.

A steady voice came out.

"Commander-in-Chief, is something the matter?"

Upon hearing this...

The lady didn't say anything more, just one sentence.

"Find him and arrest him!"

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at the same time.

The old town farmers' market in the East Seventh District.

A little zombie who had been idle all morning was sharpening his knife while eavesdropping on gossip from the intelligence department.

Hey, have you heard?

"Last night, Lao Cai slipped and fell while on patrol."

"It's a fracture."

...

"real or fake?"

"He's always bragging to us about how he's 60 years old but has the body of a 40-year-old."

...

"Haha, who knows?"

"They said it was caused by seeing something evil in the middle of the night. They just messaged me to be careful when emptying the chamber pot tonight."

...

"That shameless old man."

"shameless."

"Hahaha…"

It's obvious that the middle-aged women at the intelligence center are focused on Lao Cai's broken bone.

No one seemed interested in the dirty things Lao Cai mentioned.

This is a good thing for a certain little flying zombie practicing flight in the middle of the night, at least it doesn't have to worry about how to hide its identity anymore.

but.

She also admired the people here for their easygoing nature.

During this period, despite so many incidents, very few tenants have withdrawn from the entire market.

On the other side of the commercial street, however, several obscure little shops had closed.

"Little Jiang!"

"Huh?"

"Little Shen is looking for you."

"Okay, coming right away."

Listening to the words from the people at the market, Xiao Jiang casually stabbed the boning knife onto the cutting board.

He wiped the dirt off his hands, took off his leather coat and hung it aside, then walked briskly toward the entrance of the market.

result…

"Is your mother not feeling well?"

"Are you going to pick her up and take her to the hospital?"

"Oh, it's okay, go ahead."

then.

Xiao Jiang took the bowl of mashed egg yolks from the duck blood beauty.