If the zombie still had a mind, what would he think?

I'm a zombie, and before today, I shouldn't have been.

Zhao Mofeng stood in the corner in a daze, motionless, his brain in chaos.

His eyes were hollow, his lips were closed, he couldn't do anything, and he was just a cold, waiting to rot puppet until he received instructions from the guard.

It's 7:50 a.m., and if it's a normal day, I'd be having morning tea at Bisheng Tea House and chatting with a group of boring sword tasters.

By the way, as a killer, I have a very important identity to disguise, and that is the first title I inherited when I crossed into this world-

Sword Master.

A sword master who is crawling at the bottom and few people care.

However, this is only an inherited family title, I really don't have the slightest talent, and besides, tasting swords is really a boring thing.

It's not as much fun as killing.

Zhao Mofeng's brain gradually appeared in every business he did, and the distorted eyes of those people who were full of fear or shock when they died always gave him an inexplicable pleasure.

But now, all this can only be tasted slowly through memories.

He couldn't help but regret it a little.

Will it be a boring sword master, but it's actually quite good?

In Zhao Mofeng's memory, at a tea party, he also met a girl named Xu Xiaowen, no, maybe Xu Xiaowen, whatever, in short, she is a beautiful and amorous girl.

Her long hair and curved eyebrows are very good-looking, just like the class flower she had a crush on in high school in her previous life.

I don't know where she is now, how is she doing, if I continue to be a sword master, will we be able to be together......

But, damn it, all these good memories have now been ruined by that rotten man in the house!

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

Or - why not kill me?!

Why? I'm going to suffer this torture, to be reduced to a zombie forever, to be called around by him, is there anything more miserable in the world? - Become a zombie, enslaved by your own enemies, and have no chance to resist.

At this time, Emiya suddenly moved.

Hey, did he hear my thoughts, why did he come to me?

Emiya's face appeared in front of him, and he wrapped a robe around him.

Because his previous clothes were burned, there is still Cui Xiaoxiao in the house now, which is really not very elegant.

After doing all this, Wei Gong smiled and handed the Qiankun Mirror to him every day.

Zhao Mofeng's heart fluctuated.

Ale, isn't that my mirror?

"Zhao Mofeng, I want to see your account."

"What?!"

Frustratingly, the voice that came out of his mouth was—"Yes, master." ”

Even if he was reluctant, his body was very honest and he followed the order of the palace to log in to the Qiankun Mirror.

"Hmm...... It looks like a lot of money," Wei Gong took the Qiankun Mirror back in his hand and counted it carefully.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, thousand, one hundred thousand, million, ten million?! Million?! ”

Emiya's eyes widened in horror as he stared at the string of numbers in disbelief.

Even Cui Xiaoxiao was alarmed by him and ran over.

"23 million?!"

Cui Xiaoxiao was also confused.

Wei Gong confirmed it several times, and sure enough, it was 23 million.

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Mofeng suspiciously.

"Shall I go? How can you have so much money?! ”

If he could hear Zhao Mofeng's voice, then he would also be frightened by that sadness.

Oh no! Don't take my possessions!

This vicious villain, not to mention, took my body, but also took away my property and my great future.

Devils, scum, garbage!

Zhao Mofeng's soul was devastated, but fortunately, there was a four-year-old little Lori in this room - an angel.

When he saw her for the first time, he knew that this little girl had a pure and kind heart.

Her smile has the power to purify everything, even as a zombie, she feels like she has been cured.

Cui Xiaoxiao pouted and said, "I want to buy a few princess outfits, and I want Lu Pai." I would also like my own private room and separate bathroom. ”

Oh no!

Hearing this, Zhao Mofeng's heart collapsed.

"Hmm...... I'll think about it first, at least I'll have to keep us safe. Your opinion just now, Brother Emiya will consider it carefully. ”

“……”

From this day on, Zhao Mofeng began his daily life as a zombie.

In order to avoid the persecution of the killer, Emiya moved to another place.

The house was three times larger than before, and a workshop was built nearby dedicated to swordsmithing.

What's even more terrifying is that he spent a sum of money to build a vacuum physics laboratory.

This incident completely shattered Zhao Mofeng's last hope as a zombie, because his body would never continue to corrupt again.

In other words, he could not wait for the day when this body would perish, so that he could activate the [Infinite Resurrection] system.

For this vacuum physics laboratory, Emiya spent a lot of materials and energy.

And, I don't know which damn one moved his drawings.

"Cui Xiaoxiao, isn't it you?"

Cui Xiaoxiao sat on the chair with a flushed face, not daring to look back at him.

"What? Brother Emiya, I don't know what you're talking about. ”

I don't dare to admit it even if I am killed, this person called Wei Gong can know that vacuum preservation is already a great progress, I want to give him 8 points, and the remaining 92 points are reserved for fear of his pride.

However, the design level of this teenager is still a little worse.

It's not like building a big sealed iron box and then opening an opening to drain the air, it's called a vacuum physics laboratory.

You also have to consider the effects of various conditions, such as humidity, temperature, safety, powertrain, and how to detect changes in the environment......

Therefore, Cui Xiaoxiao changed a little.

To be exact, she added 90 percent of the content and marked the functions of each section in detail with a pen.

Wei Gong looked confused, but he was a person who had been to college for a few years, and immediately understood that this design was a truly complete design, except for the part that uses electrical energy for energy transmission.

"Hmm...... Which master changed it? ”

A burst of excitement surged in Wei Gong's heart, because this drawing clearly showed that beside him, there was the same time-traveling person from the world where science was the primary productive force.

It took less than three days to build the entire physics laboratory.

However, it cost him almost 10 million dollars.

The vacuum physics laboratory covers a total area of about 1,000 square meters, and some of it is freed up for a sealed vacuum cabin, because Cui Xiaoxiao feels that there is no need to empty the laboratory every time the body is preserved, and on the other hand, there is enough space to be used for other things.

Zhao Mofeng put his hands flat on his chest, lying quietly in the vacuum cabin, and he had nothing to love.

A little consolation is that there is also a zombie lying next to it.

I don't know what that poor fellow sufferer is thinking now.

The so-called daily life of a zombie is to do nothing, to do nothing.

There was a long wait, waiting for Emiya's next order.

Emiya would come daily to inspect the condition of the two corpses and conduct some other material tests.

If it weren't for the fact that Wei Gong had used a zombie sword to get such two followers by chance, I was afraid that he would have thought that he had a necrophilia.

Although Cui Xiaoxiao doesn't know much about the laws of this world, she can roughly guess what he is doing.

Emiya is carrying out the most primitive process of purifying the basic elements of this world.

The immortal laws in this world are divided into seven systems: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, light and dark, and moreover, not only that, but almost all the materials, creatures, and constituent substances in the world operate according to these seven systems.

However, anyone who has studied chemistry knows that objects are made of atoms, and simply atoms with the same number of charges are elements.

And the so-called gold, wood, water, fire, earth, light and darkness are just appearances.

In this world, there are seven types of stones, known as the purest elemental power.

The former Wei Palace had no spare money, and now it costs a million to get these seven pure elemental stones.

What Emiya has to do is to find the most basic thing that really makes up the changes of the seven lineages.

If we can use science to explain and understand the laws of the development and change of things, the future sword-forging process will no longer be about crossing the river by feeling the stones or relying too much on the system.

……

The killer has a certain amount of time to carry out the mission, about half a month, so Li Wenyi doesn't know that Zhao Mofeng has failed the mission, and he is not in a hurry, with his understanding of this killer, he will definitely not let him down.

Therefore, he planned to contact Zhao Mofeng again after half a month.

It's just that he began to be curious about the palace.

A person who can make Hu Lijing so jealous, a person who makes it difficult for Zhao Mofeng to start, is really not an idle person.

……

Emiya is now working on several things in his brain at the same time.

First, who is going to kill me.

Second, who is going to kill Cui Xiaoxiao.

Whether these two things are related to each other.

Also, after having funds, where will his sword-forging career enter the market from so that others will know?

It was at this moment that his gaze fell on Zhao Mofeng.

The first question, he had already asked at the first time, for professional killers, they are all mediated by intermediaries, so Zhao Mofeng is just performing the task, and he doesn't know who the employer is.

As for the intermediary, the Emiya already has eyebrows.

"Li Wenyi, isn't this the owner of the casino that day?"

He frowned, thinking in his heart how to get out the information about his employer, and for the sake of his future sword-forging career, he had to clear all these annoying obstacles one by one.

……