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No one would have expected such a sudden outbreak of zombies.
In order to protect himself, Zhuang Zishu opened the balcony door next door, but picked up a salted fish zombie neighbor who was starving to death.
He scratched his head in bewilderment.
How should a zombie be raised?
Zombie Neighbor: “Ho Ho” (Get some food!)
Zhuang Zishu pinched the pork in his hand and pointed to the snack cabinet of his neighbor, saying: I want this
Zombie Neighbor: “Ho Ho” (Get some food!)
Zhuang Zishu: I want this!
Zombie Neighbor: “Ho Ho!”
Zhuang Zishu: This one!!
The zombie neighbor, who was not very smart, finally lost his battle, dragging his snacks to the iron gate with difficulty.
After the zombie neighbors who got food were fed, they sat down on the tatami mats on the balcony like a mess, come on, no one cares about it now!
When he was hungry, he got up again and knocked on the iron door with a “jingling” sound, do you understand?I’m going to eat!
But in fact, what he wants to eat most is the person who feeds him.
The zombie neighbor is actually very talkative, Zhuang Zishu decided to let him understand that some people cannot be bitten – such as himself.
As a humanized salted fish zombie, how could he do such a cruel thing as biting people!
But how do you teach a salted fish to sunbathe on time every day?
When he handed the meat directly to the zombie neighbor for the first time, the neighbor jumped up and bypassed the meat and went straight to his arm.
Zhuang Zishu gave him a stick with a blank face.
“Ho… ho ho” the salted fish zombie covered his head angrily and retreated into the tatami in the corner, and refused to pay him any more attention.
So Zhuang Zishu cut off his food for a day.
The next day, he harvested a paraplegic salted fish on the tatami. The salted fish barked its teeth and yelled “hoho” at him.
Zhuang Zishu gave him a thumbs up, praising him for his backbone.
Then he cut off his food for the next day.
On the third day, the paraplegic salted fish turned into a salted fish with tears splashing on his rice bowl.
Zhuang Zishu smiled the second time and handed over the meat with his hand.
Without the slightest hesitation, the zombie neighbor pounced on his arm again very sincerely, and got another stick and a day’s hunger experience card.
On the fourth day, before Zhuang Zishu stretched the meat through the iron gate again, Xianyu pinched the pork very sensiblely, and didn’t want to touch any trace of his body.
People are sinister!Salted fish finally learned the difference between a full meal and a full meal.
Zhuang Zishu’s short salted fish training routine has finally come to a successful conclusion.
A small daily routine of raising salted fish zombies in the doomsday.
The bad-hearted in the end-of-the-world space is attacked by X gluttonous salted fish zombies