I, the Zombie, the Owner of the Safe House

[Serial article "Traveling to the Warring States Period to join the army for my father [Farming]" Please collect it~] I, a zombie, have built a safe house in the zombie world. It is filled with humans I picked up. First of all, I don't use them as food reserves. Rather, treat them as labor force. Help me turn the soil, plant vegetables, and harvest fruits. ​Shhh… ​Don't tell them. Otherwise, they will take up arms and kill me without fear. I am a delicate, skinny little zombie who doesn't like to eat human flesh and is deprived of nutrients and has no strength. I just want to grow lots and lots of vegetables and store enough food for me and my dog to live for a long, long, long time. * Human beings have designated the southwestern corner as a forbidden area. It is prohibited to approach it or use any means to test it. The reason why I am so scared is not because there are thousands of zombies gathered there, but because there is a very abnormal and ferocious mad dog there. Taking away countless top superpowers, ordinary survivors, and even some pigs, cattle and sheep raised by humans. They locked them in a house to store food. Human beings fear it and stay away from it. Only those captured humans know how wonderful this place is. So good that hordes of zombies bared their teeth and threatened them every day, and they were unwilling to leave. There are endless delicious food, endless spiritual springs, huge and delicious fruits, and a warm, comfortable and big bed full of sunshine. Here, it is safer than anywhere else in the world, richer than the richest central base, and more beautiful than a paradise. But, if you want to stay here, you must have a skill—— For example, the former head of the base is willing to wash pots and dishes, a fifty-year-old gourmet cook himself, a world-class designer sews and washes clothes by himself, and a contemporary popular singer lowers his identity to sing nursery rhymes... All this is just to please the delicate, thin but delicate little zombie who is tenderly supported by the ferocious vicious dog... As long as you please her, you can stay here and get shelter. ~~~~~I am the cute dividing line~~~~~ Serial article: "Forced to Become a Snake Mother" "Ding - welcome to "The Snake Game", you are the lucky ones chosen by the audience." "To enter the game, please abide by the following rules: 1. Please choose a snake as your game partner. 2. If you love your snake faithfully, be sure to stay with it. Three, if the snake dies, you die. Fourth, at the end of each game, you who are ranked lowest will become the audience's dinner~" "Dear lucky ones, please show your loyalty and love to the snake to win this game!" "Wish you a happy game!" * The sinkhole opened, and the surging snakes approached them with their huge bodies. The cold snakes bounced and roared wildly. Lu Qianqiu was cruel and chose a python as thick as a bucket as a game partner. When she tried her best to get the python back into the room, the huge and energetic python died - dead. When the snake dies, you die. "I, I..." With the knife on his neck, Lu Qianqiu gained unprecedented courage. "——I can hatch a snake!" With her small hands, she held up the eggs left by the python with a firm gaze. Later, the snake egg broke out and a baby snake emerged. The silver snake scales were like the most beautiful silk and satin in the world, crystal clear and smooth. The little snake swung its tail and swam up her body, its triangular head full of poison nestled docilely in her warm chest. He raised his tail and hooked the tip of his tail onto her collar, and cried out shyly: "Mom..." Lu Qianqiu: "..." I'm not your mother! And can you get off of me? A pure beauty with a great figure and a very possessive white-cut black snake Intention: There is always someone you can protect with all your strength