What's going on?

Isn't it cleaned up, how can you still deduct points!

"Woo whoa, whoa!"

The little zombie opened its arms and pounced on Ye Wen. It has no forearms on either arm, and it looks ridiculous like a little chicken. It still has a crack in its head. Ye Wen didn't even use a knife, as long as he kicked it, he could send it to the Western Heavens.

But Ye Wen didn't dare to move it, and dragged Zhanpeng back quickly.

- Reminder: There are only 0.5 points left for the additional questions.

- If you fail to answer the additional questions, the school will withdraw the admission bonus given to the student before then.

In other words, he will draw back the stamina value he was given before?!

Ye Wen is a spirit. The dozens of zombies in the service area were all killed by him with that physical strength. Once recovered, those zombies are estimated to not be able to come back alive, and he should go into shock directly!

Isn't that tantamount to death?

What bullshit school, why didn't you say it sooner!

However, no matter how much Ye Wen angrily raised the middle finger in his heart, he had to be chased everywhere by the little zombies.

"Boss," Zhan Peng, who was dragged by Ye Wen to run with him, was puzzled, "Why don't we kill it?" ”

Obviously, so many zombies have chopped melons and vegetables.

Ye Wen was speechless and choked. Do you think I don't want to?

"There is a high concentration of zombie virus in infant corpses. It is best not to come into direct contact with it. In order to cover up the existence of the "school", Ye Wen had to find an excuse.

"Oh......" Zhan Peng seemed to understand. Also, look at the unlucky appearance of this little zombie, it is estimated that if he falls, it will hang, and the boss disdains to do it himself.

As everyone knows, what his boss is most afraid of now is that this little monster will fall and hang himself.

Seeing that the little zombie with a broken leg and half an arm missing turned too sharply, and his forehead almost hit the sharp corner of the table, Ye Wen's heart suddenly burst. Seeing that the little zombie had dodged, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but float a happy smile.

No, that's a zombie!

The zombie didn't kill himself, he was relieved! It's still from the bottom of my heart!

Ye Wen wiped his face. No way. If he continues to slip like this, his whole body will be bad.

Most of the reason for the failure of the question is that the zombies inside the commissary have not been cleaned up. Then clean it up!

Ye Wen looked at the glass door of the commissary that was wide open. He and Zhanpeng made a lot of noise in the restaurant, and it stands to reason that the zombies in it should have been attracted out.

Could it be that there are zombies blocked?

"You get out of here first." Ye Wen said to Zhan Peng.

Zhan Peng nodded in gratitude and separated from Ye Wen. The little zombie hesitated for a moment, but it was estimated that because Ye Wen spoke up, it still chose to follow behind Ye Wen and ignored Zhan Peng, who ran away.

It's better that way. Although the little zombie is very annoying, but after following Ye Wen out, Ye Wen is really worried that it will be beaten to death by others.

Then he would have lost consciousness and fell to the ground in no time.

Don't look at Zhanpeng shouting one boss after another now, if he really loses his combat effectiveness, maybe he will be abandoned by Zhanpeng immediately.

At that time, Sun Kai was a girl, it was good to be able to protect herself, how could she take care of him.

And if he slept for three days and three nights and missed the deadline for the tuition loan, would he die directly in his sleep?

Ye Wen gritted his teeth and turned his head and glanced at the haunting little zombie: So you little monster will honestly give me a few more minutes to live!

He went to the commissary.

The door was now open. You can see what it's like inside. Ye Wen quickly glanced around to make sure he didn't see any zombies, and then jumped into the commissary.

Dog's breakfast.

It is said to be called a commissary, but in fact, there are quite a lot of things here. Rows of shelves are tightly packed into a small room, which can only accommodate a single person. If two customers were to pick up an item in the same aisle, they would have to cling to the shelves on both sides to make a mistake. The lights were on all the time. As the sun sets, the artificial light source becomes more and more visible.

Two of the shelves near the outer door were upside down, blocking the outer door tightly. Although the shelves near the restaurant were not poured, the goods on them were basically scattered on the ground. Biscuits and bread were trampled to shreds, bottles of mineral water were swirling around, and a bag of hot pot base was broken. The spices that had been spilled on the ground were mixed with the blood of the living and the pus of the zombies, and they were all dried up at the moment, but they still exuded a very pungent smell, which strangely stimulated the appetite of humans.

Ye Wen jumped over the piles of debris on the ground and quickly walked through the shelves to check.

The little zombie always followed behind with a scream, but as soon as he entered, he tripped over the debris on the ground.

Such a "rugged" road had a much greater impact on its dwarf than Ye Wen, and was left behind by Ye Wen.

Ye Wen went all the way to the outer door. It's strange that the commissary is so empty.

Did he misunderstand? Do you have to empty the entire service station?

- Ding! Please answer the questions strictly according to the requirements. The scope of the topic is limited to "Commissary". Please understand the meaning of the keyword in light of the actual situation.

Combined with the actual situation...... In reality, the commissary is just this small room.

Ye Wen frowned, pulled his head out from behind the shelf, and looked at the little zombie.

Where's the little zombie?!

"Wow!"

A small black shadow smashed down overhead. Ye Wen hurriedly dodged away.

It turned out that this guy actually climbed onto the shelf while Ye Wen was not paying attention. is worthy of being a zombie, and the brain circuit is different from that of a living person.

The shelves in the commissary divide the space into small, messy pieces, and staying in such a place with a haunted guy is really easy to capsize in the gutter.

What's even more painful is that he not only has to worry about the gutter capsizing, but also has to worry about this guy not falling to his death!

Ye Wen gritted his teeth and left the trail and turned to the shelves next to him. The little zombie struggled to get up and chased after him, trampling the snacks along the way. While it's still alive, I'm afraid it's all treasures that it can't put down.

Unfortunately, now it will not eat anything but the flesh of a living man. It's really the ultimate form of a bear child.

Ye Wen stumbled behind the cash register. There was also a mess up and down the cash register, with small bits and pieces of lighters and the like that would be sold at the cash register, and bloody handprints on the walls and floors. Otherwise, just get some gasoline and order the commissary.

Ye Wen's anger started from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts. Burning to death is also killing.

But if you really want to burn it, you will have to give up all these materials.

"I'll go!"

Ye Wen couldn't help but scream.

Directly behind the cash register, there is a door?!

Is he blind to see?

Well, he can't be blamed. It's too much clutter, and it's too tightly covered. Ye Wen thought like this, and opened the layers of work clothes on it, only then did he find the door number with the words "lounge" written on it.

"Wow!"

The little zombie pounced on him from the cash register.

"!"

Ye Wen scolded angrily, and simply opened his arms to catch the little zombie. The little zombie immediately bit Ye Wen's chest. Ye Wen's coat was able to stop its teeth, and the baby teeth hadn't even grown yet, but they could already be sharper than a file. The little zombie's jaw grinded left and right, and immediately cut Ye Wen's coat.

But just as it was about to bite open the thin layer of fabric of Ye Wen's T-shirt, Ye Wen tugged at the collar of its back coat, ripped it off his chest, and hung it directly on the door of the lounge.