Don’t panic when the apocalypse comes, stock up on food first and then guns

Zhang Shuhui, who was immersed in the plot of the comic, suddenly heard Jiang You's voice and woke up as if from a dream.

He quickly threw away the comic book in his hand, grabbed the rag and started mopping the floor.

"I didn't do anything. I really didn't do anything, adults. I'll get it done right away. I'm quick!"

She stuck her butt out and wiped the floor vigorously.

Rub and rub.

"Crack~"

A drop of warm liquid fell to the floor.

She quickly wiped it with a rag, but as soon as she wiped it clean, another drop of warm liquid dripped down the next second.

Two drops, three drops, four drops...

There were more and more watermarks on the floor, and the gray rag was stained with red. Only then did she realize that this was blood.

But where does this blood come from?

She subconsciously thought of the horror movies she had watched.

At this time, should I look up at the ceiling? !

Jiang You smelled the faint smell of blood in the air and turned to look.

I happened to see Zhang Shuhui raise her head and touch her bleeding nose with a confused look on her face.

"Nose...I have a nosebleed!"

I didn’t want to spoil anything this time, why is there blood again?

Suddenly thinking of the comic she had just read, her face turned red and her nosebleed became more intense.

Jiang You put down what he was holding, took out a handful of ice cubes from the space, wrapped it in a towel, and handed it to her.

"Put ice cubes on the back of your neck to stop nose bleeding."

Zhang Shuhui's hands were covered in blood.

But fortunately, compared to the usual "bloody spitting" emergencies, this kind of nosebleed is a trivial matter.

Pretty calm.

Put the ice cube on the back of your neck and take out a small handkerchief from your pocket with your other hand to wipe the nosebleed.

Jiang You knelt down and stared at her with a half-smile.

"You're fine, why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?

Also, why is your face as red as a monkey’s butt?

Did you secretly do something bad behind my back just now? "

"Old, it's the same old problem. Hehe, don't worry, adults. I've gotten used to it. It's okay! Hehe!

I don't dare to do bad things, really, I didn't see anything! "

While she was talking, her eyes were darting around, but she didn't dare to look into Jiang You's eyes.

The guilty expression should not be too obvious.

Jiang You's doubtful eyes fell on a half-opened comic book next to Zhang Shuhui.

When Zhang Shuhui saw this, she immediately shook her head.

"Sir, it wasn't me. I don't even know why it turned to chapter [-] on its own!"

"How do you know this is chapter [-] if you didn't translate it?"

"I, I, I just, I don't have that kind of hobby, I, I, I..."

The more anxious she was to explain, the more incoherent she became.

Her face was as red as pig liver, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Seeing Jiang You's hand fall on the book, Zhang Shuhui closed her eyes in despair and gave up struggling.

Jiang You flipped through the comic.

Qingshui Chunqing's short comic mainly emphasizes the atmosphere. Although the subject matter is relatively limited, the style of painting is fresh and refreshing.

The page Zhang Shuhui looked at was just the little monk gently grabbing the white whisk of the little Taoist priest with his hand.

"You can make your nose bleed just by looking at this thing?!"

Zhang Shuhui looked at the comic book carefully.

The little monk's hand with clear bones was grasping the white whisk tail. Although he did not speak, the feeling of hesitation in speaking was almost overflowing in his eyes, okay? !

Who is a serious girl who can stand this? !

"...This...isn't this exciting enough?"

"Isn't he just grabbing a fly whisk, what's the excitement?"

"Is it really the fly whisk he caught? Master?" Zhang Shuhui suppressed the excitement in her eyes and asked in a low voice.

Jiang You frowned, "Isn't it?"

"is it?"

Zhang Shuhui, a woman with a red face and thick teacup-bottomed glasses, could not suppress her smile and gradually became perverted.

Even the little freckles on the bridge of his nose seemed to come alive.

Jiang You was frightened by her determined expression. He took another serious look and was sure it was the whisk.

She has read this comic before. Isn't it the ending of two miserable people who fight as brothers to defeat demons?

It's a normal situation in Jianghu.

It is really hard to understand that Zhang Shuhui could be so excited after reading this kind of book.

She shook her head, unable to understand the little housekeeper's brain circuit.

He shook his hand and left.

Zhang Shuhui wiped the nosebleed, looked at Jiang You's back and shook her head, "You are as smart as the leader, but you didn't see this metaphor, hehe..."

Is it really the whisk that the little monk caught?

She was too embarrassed to say.

This cartoonist is awesome. Although the pictures are clear, the atmosphere is rendered so that an old bookworm like her can see the metaphors at a glance.

If this comic could be made into an animation, the barrage area would be filled with kuchako.

But the most important thing right now is to clean up quickly.

She sighed, cheered up, and started working hard.

After finishing cleaning, Zhang Shuhui arranged the empty bookshelves that Jiang Yougang had taken out, and then put the pile of books piled on the floor in alphabetical order.

At night, Da Zhuang came back with a third-level poisonous corpse in his mouth.

Yanchi also carried one in the sack on his shoulder.

"Boom bang!!"

The two third-level rotten corpses were tied tightly and thrown to the ground. One zombie had a piece of wood stuffed in its mouth, and the other zombie had a piece of cloth stuffed in its mouth.

The only thing that wasn't perfect was that during the capture process, the poison sacs on these two poisonous corpses were broken a lot.

There are not many intact poison sacs left.

"Be careful next time and don't injure the poisonous corpse. The poisonous sacs on the body are broken a lot and can't be used. It's a waste."

"Oh, okay, I remember Jiang Jiang, I will be careful tomorrow!"

"Meow!"

Looking at the two poisonous corpses covered with wounds in front of him, Jiang You felt a little pity.

The two poisonous corpses were tied up, but they still struggled, their gray eyes looking angrily at the humans in front of them.

"Hoohoo!!"

Their mouths were gagged, and a thick grunting sound came from their throats.

Jiang You didn't like that look, so he took two rags and covered the poisonous corpse's head.

Although they are all third-level poison zombies, the stronger the poison zombies, the more poison sacs they will have.

Obviously these two poisonous zombies are not outstanding.

She used a needle to extract the toxin from the intact poison sac, then returned to the attic and started tossing around.

No one else knew what she was doing.

the next day.

In the attic, Jiang You was carefully injecting part of the venom into the test tube.

A large, ferocious cat face poked its head out from the attic door, peering quietly inside.

Immediately afterwards, the head of a woman wearing thick glasses appeared on the head of the civet cat.

A handsome man with a head full of red braids poked his head over Zhang Shuhui's head again.

The three heads were stacked neatly from bottom to top, all looking at Jiang You who was seriously tinkering with venom.