Chapter 26

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date="2021-05-06"

title="Chapter 26"

weight="128958"

series = ["The Female Lead is Raised by Bosses"]

mode = "manual"

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The two zombies seemed to be yelling tired, and at last the one upstairs stopped first, and the one downstairs was quiet with it.

Yeah, the one up there can't get out. He doesn't have to worry about it at all.

He thought vaguely.

I'm just hungry.

The hunger that went deep into the bone marrow and soul made him eager to put something into his mouth to fill the terrible hunger.

The zombie roamed the street with an iron bucket. He didn't understand why he kept wandering here, because of the same kind who was a little higher than him.

If you eat the same kind, you won't be hungry.

However, the other party is one level higher than him, even if he can't get out, he can't eat.

We should wait for the right time.

He could vaguely feel that although the same kind was one level higher and more powerful than himself, he was very weak.

When he is weaker, he can rush up and eat him so that he will not be hungry.

Before that, he must eat other food.

The blank zombie stepped on a newspaper, and the creaking sound made him stop and look down. For a while, he put down the iron bucket in his hand and bent down to pick up the newspaper.

Even senior zombies, like ordinary zombies, are severely ossified and slow to move without fighting.

This is to preserve the strength of the zombies.

God knows why zombies have "physical strength".

Probably instinctive.

He spread out the newspaper he picked up and read it. Naturally, he didn't understand it. There was no word "reading" in the memory module. He didn't see anything interesting. He stuffed the newspaper bar into his mouth and chewed it down twice.

It tastes terrible.

Still hungry.

When he picked up the iron bucket again, he did not know why he was carrying it, as if he did not know why he had to look up at the location of the third floor of the building, as if there was something worthy of his attention.

Although at a higher level, he knew that a higher level of his kind was in it.

Suddenly, a small head appeared from the third floor window, and the little head looked at him steadily.

"Uncle Zhu Yuan." The soft voice floated out, hit a roll with the wind, and when it fell into his ear, he could no longer hear what it was.

But he heard the sound of blood flow and smelled the delicious smell of flesh and blood, which squeezed all his instincts and told him that the "object" from upstairs could fill his burning hunger.

I saw the monster rushed towards me, rushed under the wall, and kept Tackle against the wall.

There are Luyu in the front and Zhuyuan in the back. The edge, which has been experienced once, is stronger than expected. She was not afraid, but lay under the window on her tiptoes, trying to look down at Uncle Zhu Yuan, who had become a monster.

Behind her, Jiusi held out a finger around the tiny collar to prevent her from accidentally falling.

Not long ago, Jiusi was trying to figure out how to get the little one to sweep Zhu Yuan away with a broom-because the system made it very clear that the broom was only used in the side hand, and only she could use it.

But he and the little one can't communicate, so naturally he can't tell the little one how to use the broom.

However, at this time, the side heard a strange voice, the voice said: "side, I am your system father, Uncle Zhu Yuan has been infected into a zombie, he is very dangerous, you must use a broom to sweep him out of this area, so you will be safe."

Edge:?

She looked around blankly, only to find that her body suddenly could not move.

"Don't worry, I'm the father of the system, and I won't hurt you." The strange voice changed its voice and turned into a gentle male voice, really relaxing the sudden fear in the side.

"Dad?" She murmured.

The system gave a shameless "ah".

The edge is even more confused.

"but. Grandpa said I didn't have a father. My parents threw me into the roadside trash can when I was born. I was picked up by my grandfather. "

"I'm your other father."

After saying this, the system did not explain too much, only said: "the side is the best baby, pick up a small broom, go out to sweep Zhuyuan away."

The edge of the eyes suddenly lit up: "I see, you are the uncle can not see whether it is right!"

The system was silent for a moment, and then said, "No, I'm just your system father, what I said to you, and my existence, you can't tell those 'invisible uncles'."

Side also do not know why, subconsciously obediently nodded, and firmly remembered this sentence.

The system stopped talking.

As for Nong Jiusi, he still had a small broom and still cried pitifully in front of him, but when the broom appeared, he opened his eyes a little wider and looked at the broom with an expression of whether or not to cry.

Nothing unusual was found the whole time.

So when he wiped away his tears, stopped crying and took a look at the broom, he raised his eyebrow and subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, and then it was replaced by "this is the reaction given by the game." naturally, he did not delve into it.

Then he put the broom on the ground and ran to the window and stood on the stool.

Nine thoughts didn't stop her this time.

Now that the little one already knew what was going on, it was normal for her to look at it, not to mention that she had to use a broom to sweep Zhu Yuan away.

Besides, he's here.

Just for the sake of safety, he reluctantly stretched out a finger to catch the tiny back collar.

Why would he do such a boring move?

Jiusi, who suddenly doubted himself, thought for a long time, but still did not take back the movements of his hands, and stepped on his toes to resist the small stool that slid back because of the side movements.

"Uncle Zhu Yuan." The little one cried again with the sound of crying.

The body of the building trembled slightly under the Tackle of the zombies, and the zombies who finally stopped upstairs seemed to feel something, and began to Tackle and roar, trying to use their own pressure to drive away the constantly dead intruder downstairs.

Getting closer, the sound no longer ran with the wind, and when the second "Uncle Zhu Yuan" fell on the side, the zombie who hit the wall stopped and looked up at his food target.

A gentle Ding.

Something fell on my face.

The blue, dark, bloodstained hand was raised on his face. He didn't know it was the little girl's tears, but he felt a strange sadness.

However, the sadness was soon dispelled by the desire for food, and he opened his mouth to the little man on the building, revealing the sharp teeth that had been mutated into shark-like teeth and roared mournfully.

Fly up.

Fly up and you can eat it.

The wind gathered under him and carried his body up, just like a cannon in his body. It catapulted up, and when it reached the window--

Completely did not expect uncle Zhu Yuan suddenly flew up the edge froze, then floating next to a small broom, edge immediately took it, the mind sounded the system father said-this broom can sweep away Uncle Zhu Yuan.

If she sweeps hard, will Uncle Zhu Yuan hurt?

The man who took over the broom hesitated again and again and swept gently at Zhu Yuan with the broom.

Zhu Yuan's body froze abruptly, the wind mass that brought him up disappeared, the whereabouts of the body, issued a heavy "bang" sound.

He looked at the broom and hurriedly spent his head to see Uncle Zhu Yuan.

The zombie downstairs seemed to be stunned and didn't move for a long time. It took a while to sit up and look left and right, his horrible face bewildered, as if he didn't know why he fell.

When he looked up again and saw the edge, he immediately got up, began to gather the wind and flew up again, and was swept down by a sweep from the side.

This action continues.

Standing by and watching the little one sweep Zhu Yuan down for the sixth time, really can't watch it any more.

If you fall again, it is estimated that there will be a few fewer parts on your body-- it is also perseverance, falling and flying again and again.

So, when Zhu Yuan was swept down by the side for the seventh time, Nong Jiusi closed the window.

"do we have to go down and sweep Uncle Zhu Yuan away?" Side promised the system father, can not let the unseen uncle know that they have spoken, so the smart did not call people.

"Yes." She heard the voice of the father of the system.

In response, Nong Jiusi raised a small broom and pointed in the direction of the gate.

"Uncle Zhu Yuan must be hungry." On the side, he quickly filled some instant noodles, bread and other food in a plastic bag, and stuffed two bottles of mineral water into it.

Finally, holding the bag, holding the bear and holding the broom, he opened the door and went out.

Nine thoughts followed her, and there was an obvious smile in the fundus of her eyes.

"Uncle, are you there?" To sweep away Zhu Yuan face to face with a broom, even if the side knows that it is Uncle Zhu Yuan and is not afraid, there is still a layer of fear in the subconscious, which is an instinctive fear of the characteristics of the monster.

Jiusi poked her in the face.

I felt it on the side, feeling that I couldn't see my uncle right next to me. I looked around, and with the feeling on her right face, she held out her hand to the right.

I felt empty.

She didn't know that at the moment her hand reached out, she subconsciously retreated a ladder and avoided her little hand.

The untouched edge reached to the left again.

After a moment of hesitation, Jiusi reached out his hand this time, but even he did not expect that he had put his hand next to him, but the tiny hand had passed through his hand.

Nongjiusi can touch the edge through the NR device, although it seems to be separated by the film, unable to feel the temperature and feeling.

Earlier, he blocked the side with his body, and the little girl also met him.

Why can't you meet it now?

After thinking about it, thought about it and grabbed the side hand instead.

Got it.

"Uncle!" He turned his eyes to the left in surprise.

It seems that only when he takes the initiative to touch the little one can he touch it. Without the consciousness of "active" behavior, the little one can't touch him.

Block the side with his body to keep her from going to the window, bumping into him-because he took the initiative to block with his body.

He reached out and shook his hand to hold the void, which was done on his own initiative, so he shook it empty.

And he reached out and grasped the side, and he took the initiative, so he held it.

It's probably the NR device.

She felt that the last trace of fear on the side where she was held by her uncle also disappeared. Soon, she came to the location of Zhu Yuan with a small broom.

Zhu Yuan, who lost his food goal, was looking for the iron bucket he had left behind.

"Uncle Zhu Yuan." When he saw Zhu Yuan, he shouted subconsciously on the side.

The zombie who picked up the iron bucket rattled and stopped two meters away from the edge, staring at the broom in his hand with cold bluish-gray eyes, daring not to move any more.

Seeing the appearance of Zhu Yuan up close, tears patted down while he was there.

She put the food in the bag on the ground and stepped back with a broom.

The zombie tentatively ran two more steps and dared not move, then he looked down at the plastic bag under his feet, picked it up blankly, pinched it again and again, and the bag of instant noodles creaked by him.

Finally, he threw the plastic bag into the iron bucket.

He looked up again, still staring eagerly at the side, and there was a threat in his throat.

The edge immediately swept the broom carefully in the direction of Zhuyuan, and the zombie took two steps back.

She swept again, and he continued to retreat.

Make nine thoughts: "."

Aware of the ability of the broom, he couldn't help smoking at the corners of his mouth.

He blinked while blinking, ignorantly understanding what the father of the system meant-sweeping away Zhu Yuan bit by bit, just like sweeping rubbish.

However, but it is so wide here, how long will it take to sweep away Uncle Zhu Yuan?

It usually takes a long time to sweep the living room at home.

Frightened by the terrible workload, he held a small broom on the side, and the tears on his face were not dry. I didn't know which direction my uncle was in. He just turned his face back and whispered, "Uncle, can I not sweep away Uncle Zhu Yuan?"

The workload of "sweeping away Zhu Yuan" is too difficult for the five-year-old side.