"If one survives, how strong would it be?" Tang Yuan bit his fingers and calculated, the energy of a hundred supernatural beings was gathered into one person or the wisdom of more than a thousand people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why hope it survives." Yebei suddenly lowered his head, his eyes full of seriousness.

"It's nothing, I just want to see such a powerful species." Tang Yuan thought about it and felt that it was wrong. "Forget it, don't meet it, I can't beat it, I'll definitely be eaten by it."

Yebei smiled, touched the head of the rice ball, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"No, it'll be gentle with you." Yebei hugged the rice balls into his arms, and the smile on the corner of his lips was like spring in March. "Eat you very gently."

"You said that after it eats me, will it absorb my appearance?" When Tang Yuan thought about it, he immediately realized how terrible things were. "What if I accidentally get eaten in the future, and it evolves into my appearance to lie to you."

"Rest assured, it won't evolve into anyone's form, and everyone's flesh will only become nutrients for it to grow back into its original form." Yebei suddenly felt that what he said was not rigorous. "No, it's supposed to be the appearance of becoming an ordinary zombie by yourself."

"How do you know so much about this kind of zombie?"

"I'm a zombie, I still have to understand this." Yebei lowered his head with a smile in his eyes, but a hint of dodging flashed in his eyes. "Alright, let's get off the plane first."

The cabin door slowly opened, the ground was covered with a layer of white ashes, and the rain in the sky was a little lighter, but the damp glued together, and there was a feeling of thinned flour.

When the rice balls stepped on it, I always felt that there was a strange situation in my heart.

The skeleton zombies here are lucky enough to survive and be seen by themselves because they can climb the stairs and avoid the attacks of the mutant fish.

"Will there be any skeletons and zombies nearby?"

"There are only a limited number of skeleton zombies that can climb up from the mouths of fish, at least there will be no more people in this building who can climb up from the water." Yebei's eyes fell into the distance, and he opened the black umbrella with a snap to block the drizzle in the sky for the rice balls.

"Let's go downstairs and fish." Tangyuan would love to see for yourself what your weird fish look like.

"No need to go downstairs, I'll bring tools."

It's okay, after all, it's dangerous to go downstairs to fish. Just as Tang Yuan was about to see the high-tech tools brought by the night north, the night north took out a black stick-like thing about twenty-five centimeters from his coat pocket.

"What is this?"

"Fishing rods." Yebei's hand shook off the fishing rod to the side, extending outward for a length of about a meter, handed the umbrella in his hand to the rice balls, lowered his head and glued the white powder on the ground into a small ball the size of a thumb.

Place the ball on a small hook that emerges from the top of the rod.

"The arms are so long!" Yebei didn't have to bend down or pull the fishing rod towards him, so he hung it up so easily.

Tang Yuan followed behind Yebei, and struggled to hold an umbrella for him, and for the first time had a great resentment about Yebei's height.

What is the experience of playing an umbrella with a height of 1.65 meters to a height of 1.93 meters, standing on tiptoe, raising his hands, and always feeling that the umbrella will touch his head.

Tang Yuan followed Yebei to the edge of the roof of the building about a meter away, stretched out the fishing rod and extended outward, about three meters long, the top of the fishing rod slowly fell down a line, Yebei turned on a small switch at the end of the fishing rod, pulled out a small twist, and continued to release the line downward.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Yuan looked at Yebei dumbfounded, originally thought that this was just something that looked like a fishing rod, but in fact, it was a charged high-tech, but what was Yebei going to do, wouldn't it really be fishing.

"Naturally, if you take a fishing rod, you're fishing." Yebei's expression was very indifferent, as if he was enjoying the process of fishing.

"Fog grass, when did you go to this funny style in Yebei, it's a mutant fish, you thought it would eat these ashes, and it grew so big, it couldn't be caught with such a thin fishing rod." Tang Yuan had a look on his face, for fear that Yebei wouldn't understand how big the fish was, so he specially opened his hand and gestured in front of him.

"Shhhh

"Why don't you believe it?" Tang Yuan's expression on his face, you are going to be angry with me.

"Isn't it tiring to carry an umbrella?"

"Of course, my hands are going to die." Tang Yuan was sweet in the face of Yebei's sudden concern, and his tone was unconsciously gentle.

"There's a button on the handle of the umbrella, press it and it will fly on its own."

Tang Yuan pressed the button, and felt the umbrella slowly fly towards the sky, stopping at a position about twenty centimeters away from the north head of the night.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I thought you liked the feeling of holding an umbrella for me." The corners of Yebei's lips hooked up an imperceptible smile. "It's a good feeling, after all."

Tang Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and his body unconsciously leaned towards Yebei's body.

Time passed little by little, and the flush on Tang Yuan's face was blown away by the cold wind, replaced by only a frozen and stupid expression, and he shook his stiff legs from time to time. Tilt your head to see if the rod moves in the slightest. But more than an hour passed, and the rod did not move.

Yebei snapped his fingers suddenly, and Tang Quanquan was overjoyed to think that Yebei had finally figured out that he couldn't catch a fish like this.

"Are you enlightened?"

"No, I'm just a little tired from standing." Two flying robots pulled two small benches and flew smoothly towards them, and then placed them properly behind them.

Tang Yuan immediately sat down, Yebei sat down very elegantly, crossed Erlang's legs, continued to look at his fishing rod, and the umbrella on his head slowly descended.

"If you don't take out the bench early, you won't say it again, you like the feeling of standing with me."

"Not really." The smile on the corner of Yebei's lips carried a faint deep meaning. "I think your legs need to be exercised, so let you stand."

"I need exercise in my legs." Tang Yuan lowered his head and thought about this sentence, and suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence. "You old driver."

As soon as Tang Yuan remembered what happened with Yebei that night, she was afraid for a while, she had sworn that she would never let Yebei touch herself again in her life, and if she touched it again, she would be punished for not eating for a day.

"Old driver?" Yebei paused. "It's been almost thirteen years since I got my driver's license, and I'm really a veteran driver."

"Thirteen years?" Tang Yuan propped his chin and thought about this question, he was only a ten-year-old child thirteen years ago. "How old are you, Yebei?"

"Thirty-two."

"Turns out you're an old man too." Tang Yuan instantly had a feeling of miscalculation, but he didn't expect that he ended up with an old man.

"It's not good to talk about your other half." Yebei suddenly turned his head and approached Tang Yuan's cheek.