Chapter 622: The Daily Life of the Doomsday Me and the Boss 3
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Jiujiu raised his head and looked at Eighteen in surprise.
I didn't expect Eighteen to take myself out, but: "What are the experimental materials?" β
The corners of Eighteen's mouth hooked up and said in a cold tone: "You'll know tomorrow." β
Jiu Jiu rolled on the bed excitedly, as happy as if he had won five million.
Early the next morning, Jiujiu floated to Eighteen's bedroom and asked Eighteen to get up.
Eighteen because he had been processing experimental data last night, he fell asleep in the early morning, and he was woken up by Jiujiu a few hours after he fell asleep, and he was in a very bad mood.
The white, almost transparent face was obviously annoyed, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at Jiu Jiu with no temperature in his eyes, "If you can't give me an exact reason, I'm sure you will like formalin and concentrated sulfuric acid very much!" β
Jiujiu's expression stiffened for a moment when he heard Eighteen talking about formalin, and after a while, he returned to normal, shaking his head and floating above Eighteen, his voice with unconcealed joy, "You said you were going to take me out to find experimental materials today, when are we leaving!" β
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Eighteen experienced for the first time what it was like to move bricks and hit your own feet.
But he regretted even more that he hadn't wrapped the room with his newly developed glass that could isolate his soul.
"You want to go back?" Seeing that Eighteen didn't respond for a long time, Jiu Jiu was a little anxious, and floated to the sky above Eighteen to face Eighteen Fourteen!
I've been staying here for so long, except for eighteen zombies who die tragically every day, and if I don't go out, Jiujiu has to wonder how long I've been here.
Eighteen closed his eyes with a headache, reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, and for the first time felt that he must be idle and painful to bring Jiujiu back to harm himself.
"Don't regret it, you go out first, I'll get dressed!"
Jiu Jiu puffed out his cheeks and turned his head to the side awkwardly, obviously not believing Eighteen.
Seeing that Jiujiu was reluctant to leave, Eighteen stretched out his arm from the quilt and sat up.
The white quilt slides down the shoulder, and the protruding collarbone under the neck is more attractive against the background of the crystal like jade skin, which fully interprets the words "color and temptation".
Before Eighteen's quilt slipped on his hip bone, Jiu Jiu covered his nose as if he were a wolf, and floated away from the house at the speed of light.
Eighteen looked at Jiujiu's back with regret, he wanted Jiujiu to continue to look down, but it was a pity that Jiujiu didn't cheer!
Is!
Excessively!
By the time eighteen had washed up, it was already two hours later.
To Eighteen's satisfaction, Jiujiu didn't come to harass him for two hours.
Sitting on the milky white sofa, Eighteen was drinking the shredded porridge of preserved eggs cooked by the robot with a comfortable face.
The porcelain-white bowl was steaming, and a black transparent preserved egg appeared from the sticky rice grains from time to time, and the enticing aroma of the spoon stirring was diffused into the distance with the flow of air.
Jiujiu sat opposite Eighteen, sniffing, but couldn't smell a little bit of the taste, seeing Eighteen enjoying the shredded porridge with preserved eggs, Jiujiu stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, and looked at Eighteen covetously, "Is it delicious?" β
Eighteen swallowed the porridge in his mouth, slowly picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his eyelids to look at Jiujiu, and said slowly, "It's delicious!" Do you want to drink? β
Jiu Jiu burst into tears in an instant, and Nima's bullied me for not being able to eat!
Seeing Jiujiu crying, the avenged Eighteen was satisfied and picked up the sandwich on the table and took a bite.
Well, what a nice sandwich this morning!
After eating breakfast, which could be called lunch, Eighteen was full of energy and went out to find the test subject with the frosted eggplant.
Jiujiu thought that she would wake up in a day or two at most, but when she was taken out by Eighteen and saw the zombies running around the streets, Jiujiu's whole person was a little bad.
She slept until the virus broke out, and the most fucked up thing was that she was just a Piao now, not to mention developing an antidote, even Xiaobai and Baozi couldn't be called, Jiu Jiu's sorrow came from it, and the whole person was a little wilted.
Just as women like strong men, Eighteen also likes strong zombies, the stronger the more challenging they are, and the more Eighteen likes them.
Of course, it's even more perfect if it's an evolutionary body.
According to the zombie detector, there was a second-speed evolutionary zombie thirty miles north of their residence.
Looking at the display results on the zombie detector, the eighteen chestnut pupils glowed excitedly, and the tongue unconsciously stretched out the **** lips from the mouth.
You must know that at this time, according to the outbreak of the doomsday for only half a month, the first-level zombies can be encountered but not sought, let alone the second-level zombies that are more advanced than it.
This is directly a car and a tank.
Eighteen got into the car, turned on the navigator, activated the autopilot mode, and drove straight in the direction of the second-speed zombie.
Looking at the dilapidated buildings on both sides of the road, I guessed that the time was almost up.
Eighteen bent down and pulled out a silver-white leather case from under the seat, skillfully entered the password, and pressed his fingerprint.
With a click, the suitcase instantly turned into a table with all kinds of pistols on it, like a robot in a Transformers.
Eighteen white and slender fingers slid back and forth above the pistol, critically looking at the weapons on the table, frowning slightly, thinking about their cost performance and the attack power of the second-level speed zombies they were about to face.
After pondering for a moment, Eighteen took out a palm-sized, silver-white automatic pistol from it, took out the corresponding potion from his pocket, and put it in the pistol.
Close the suitcase, throw it at your feet, and continue to close your eyes!
When you arrive at your destination, the second-level speed zombies of Eighteen Hearts are fighting!
At this time, the battle with the second-level speed zombie was a girl with white skin, beautiful waist and soft legs.
A long black and bright hair is softly draped behind his head, even in the heat of battle, it will not look scattered, and the palm-sized little face is more and more ruddy because of full exercise, like an apple in autumn that is coveted.
It's a pity that today's girls are still very scum.
So, the very scummy heroine met a very awesome zombie king, and the ending was as simple and clear as 1+1 at a glance.
She and her team were unilaterally abused very much.
However, just as the girl and her entire team were about to reach their limit, Eighteen appeared.
Just as each advent of Bumpman saves the world, the advent of Eighteen saves the heroine and her team.
Eighteen looked like they stood in front of Liu Wu at random, which not only protected Liu Wu and his party, but also avoided their excessive contact with the precious experimental material Zombie King.
Eighteen looked ahead through the thin lenses of his glasses, with sharp teeth, hard skin, and mesmerizing speed, a Level 2 Speed Zombie was a perfect test subject.
Eighteen only felt his blood tremble with excitement, and this feeling didn't last long before being doused by a small cut in the body of a second-level speed zombie.