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In general, for Wang Qiu and the others, the uninvited intruders, who controlled the "Red Queen" of the "Hive" Research Institute, fully expressed the hysteria of a tsundere lady, as if she had seen cockroaches and rats invade her boudoir.

Therefore, in order to eliminate Wang Qiu and others, the "Red Queen" first filled the computer room with poison gas in an attempt to poison them...... But Doraemon just took out a "universal adaptation lamp" from his pocket and shone it on everyone, which was enough for them to breathe happily in the poison gas - in the 22nd century, when Doraemon was located, human beings could walk in space bare-bottomed, or go on an outing under the Mariana Trench in beach pants, ignoring any radiation, water pressure, and vacuum environment, let alone poison gas.

Seeing that the poison gas didn't work, the red queen tried to open the door of the computer room again, and at the same time released the zombies, using the zombies to borrow a knife to kill people...... This plan was only half successful, because when the zombies were just released, Yuki Nagato had already used guò "information invasion" to control the red queen.

But the Red Queen also opened the door to the computer room in the last desperate struggle, and destroyed the laser defense system.

As a result, a menacing zombie crisis exploded in the computer room of the Red Queen in the form of a "dungeon siege".

However, for these ugly zombies with grinning teeth and whining, the traversers except Wang Qiu didn't feel much fear.

Well, even Wang Qiu himself, after getting the aggressive props generously provided by the cat, was not so afraid of these zombies.

“…… Air Cannon! Shoot! ”

“…… Air gun! Bang! ”

“…… Zoom out of the light! Initiate! ”

-- The crowd used the props provided by the machine to form an impregnable firepower network at the entrance of the machine room. Wang Qiu's "Desert Eagle" pistol had not been opened for a long time, and relying only on air cannons and air guns, it firmly guarded the passage door of the machine room.

Especially Haruhi Suzumiya, a female high school student who should have never played with a gun, used an air gun to beat zombies, and her appearance in battle was much stronger than that of Wang Qiu, a veteran - it seems that it was the "will of God" that exerted a "must hit" effect on the air gun.

And Doraemon even shrunk the zombie to the size of an ant with a shrinking lamp, and then grabbed the tweezers one by one into the bottle and sealed it, as if he was going to take it back to Nobita as a specimen to watch...... Hey, what the hell do you think of fighting zombies? Go up the mountain to catch insects?

As for Nohara Shinnosuke's children, who never knew what it meant to be afraid, they played even more excessively in the zombie frenzy:

“…… Aha! Those scary-looking uncles and aunts, let's dance the ass dance together! Twisting and Twisting~~~Twisting and Twisting~~~"

-- Under the lead of this undisciplined little boy, hordes of zombies, zombie dogs, and hideous-looking "lickers" all happily danced the ass twisting dance: from east to west, and from west to east; Twist from left to right and from right to left...... Several of the zombies also accidentally flashed their waists because they writhed too much, so they had to lie on the ground and continue to squirm......

Well, Comrade Wang Qiu said very sternly that such an incredible happy scene really made him almost blinded by the eyes of a kryptonite dog!

“…… This is a very special method of mental attack, which can forcibly lower the enemy's intelligence, physique, and dexterity to the level of a five-year-old child, and reduce the aggression to the lowest limit, and then make the butt dance the most important thing in their minds......"

Taking advantage of the gap between the battles when all the zombies were seduced by Nohara Shinnosuke's children to dance the ass dance, Nagato Yuki explained the cause of this phenomenon to Wang Qiu, "...... I have to admit that this is a very terrible means of attack, even if the target of the attack is me, there is a 5o% chance of success......"

――It's true that among all anime works, the comedy genre is often the first in terms of combat effectiveness, far surpassing the fantasy and reality genres...... The kind of funny protagonist who blows up the earth with one punch and destroys a planet when there is nothing to do, I really don't know who can beat it!

But the problem is that Nohara Shinnosuke's body is limited, and the energy of the air cannon, air gun, and shrinking lamp is not infinite - after half an hour of fierce fighting, Nohara Shinnosuke can no longer dance the fart dance that he is proud of, and can only collapse under the wall and gasp for breath. And the two shrinking lights in Doraemon's hand also lit up the red warning lights of "energy is about to run out" one after another.

“…… Oops, it's running out of power...... Hey, it's been a long time since I've been to Space-Time City, and the new air cannons, air guns, and zoom lights haven't been replenished...... If Fat Tiger is still there, as long as he picks up the microphone and sings a song, even the cosmic monsters can be overturned, and these zombies are even less worth mentioning, where is there any need for such trouble...... Huh? I happen to have a recording disc of Fat Tiger's solo concert here! ”

Doraemon muttered as he rummaged through the spare weapon in his pocket until he accidentally pulled out a small disc, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "...... Yuki Nagato, copy the songs on this disc and play them in the whole hive! ”

Yuki Nagato took the disc from Doraemon's hand, calmly agreed, and then started the "information operation" again.

The next moment, the entire "hive" sounded an incomparably terrible song of destruction!

――This is the song of Fat Tiger, or Takeshi Gonda, the terrifying song that once scared away mermaids and knocked down cosmic monsters!

When he grew up to be a grocery store owner, he could make the most discerning customers scare the most discerning customers by raising his microphone and threatening to sing...... As for the little gangsters, they never dared to come to the door to cause trouble.

…… In short, this is the so-called magic sound! It's truly a magic sound that no monster can resist!!

- Unless the enemy has no hearing organs...... Unfortunately, zombies often have a sharper sense of hearing than ordinary people.

So, almost at the moment when the fat tiger's song sounded, those zombies, zombie dogs, and lickers with keen hearing all fell down one by one, convulsions and trembling like an electric shock, and then they didn't move anymore, not even one who could resist to the end......

Next, Wang Qiuxian's vision began to blur, his thinking became even more chaotic, and his ears felt as if there was a heavy metal concert, with guitar, bass, and jazz drums playing together...... In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his eyes went black.

All in all, Fat Tiger's song echoed in the hive for a long, long time until the film of "Resident Evil 1" came to an end completely...... And like the most efficient insecticide, it completely cleaned up all kinds of zombies in the entire hive......

And by the time Wang Qiu woke up from his coma again, he was already in the main god space.