When the zombie virus broke out, Zuo Youyou was burying his grandfather in the mountains.
Red apples, white wine.
The last relative died of an inexplicable high fever. His only last words were to let him stay well here and never move out of the mountains.
Zuo Youyou's eyes were wet and red, and he kowtowed three times.
Okay, grandpa.
The small wooden buildings in the valley and the green vegetable fields are his paradise.
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Until one day——
A group of people with super powers rushed to his door with weapons of wind, fire, thunder, electricity and heat.
"Boss, there are so many vegetables here! So tender!"
"Boss, there are chickens, ducks and geese in the shed over here!"
"Boss, this house is really nice. Let's take a rest here!"
A group of people were noisy, gritting their teeth frantically and restraining themselves, their words laced with desire.
Then, they saw a thin, white, crispy little zombie, carrying a large bamboo basket full of mushrooms on his left side, and a big fish slung on his right side. His trousers were wet. Seeing their existence, they immediately dropped everything and rushed towards their boss:
"Bad guy! Don't steal my food!"
A base team with special abilities to eliminate violence and go out to the city just to accumulate food:?
And, the superpower boss who was jumped by the little zombie:?
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The boss was seriously injured and proposed to stay here to recuperate.
The little zombie hesitated.
This man is very good at eating.
But the little zombie looked at his tall body and strong muscles. He must be able to work well after recovering from his illness.
Thinking of the wasteland that will be reclaimed next year and the food that needs to be planted...
The little zombie looked sad, but reluctantly agreed: "Okay, but you have to work hard to live here."
Later, when his brothers finally had time to go out of the city to see him, they saw in the snowy courtyard a little zombie dressed in round clothes. He stretched out his fingertips and poked the man with sweaty hair next to him.
"What?" The man chopped wood for him quickly.
The little zombie handed a pan to his fingertips and urged skillfully: "Light the fire and fry the eggs."
The boss's followers:? ? ?
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1. The boss of the three systems of ice and fire space attacks x the healing system and the super small zombie suffers.
2. Farming in the last days, a warm home.
Intention: Darkness chases light.
