Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

There was no place to step down below, so she could only walk on the zombies.

She walked alone through the blood-stained streets and glanced at the shops on both sides with broken glass and filled with broken meat and corpses. Her silver pupils were very calm.

Ning Qi sat down on her shoulders, looked around, and sighed, "There is no one alive here." 】

Previously, Fang Jingjing was a living person.

Now, this is a dead city full of zombies.

Lu Jian raised his eyebrows jokingly, "When do you think they will wake up?"

[I think it will take another two or three days...]

The zombies have more or less new flesh growing on their bodies, and the original rotten flesh is all falling off like metabolism.

One by one, they collapsed on the ground, their horribly dilapidated bodies finally able to barely cover their internal organs.

Lu Jian stepped on the zombies and walked slowly. Suddenly, a blue-gray hand grabbed Lu Jian's ankle.

The girl paused, looked down, frowned slightly, and saw a gentle and elegant face.

The spectacle lenses on the bridge of his nose had been crushed, and only one frame was still on the bridge of his nose. His hair was a little messy, and his skin was pale and bloodless.

Lu Jian raised his eyebrows, recognizing him.

Wen Zhun, one of the fish, is the proud son of heaven who was licked by the original owner.

He looked blank, looked at her, and trembled subconsciously. The unabashed high-level pressure on the girl made him tremble.

He didn't know why he caught her.

I should obviously be afraid.

"Ho ho..." Hello...

"Ho ho..." I shouted, shouted...

He was at a loss again and didn't know what his name was.

Lu Jian didn't want to get entangled with him too much, so he said coldly, "Let go."

Wen Zhun trembled and let go of his hand.

He crawled out from the pile of zombies, stared at the girl walking away with a pair of silver-gray eyes, and limped to follow.

He seemed to recall some human memories, but he was as ignorant as a child.

*

Lu Jian slipped outside and returned to the rooftop.

Fang Jingjing was writhing like a maggot on the ground. When she saw Lu Jian, her eyes lit up and she twisted to her feet, "Little sister, untie it for me."

Her voice can already speak normally.

After drinking Lu Jian's blood, she now skipped the first level and became a second level zombie.

She had never had superpowers as a human, but she never expected that being a zombie would be so enjoyable.

Lu Jian cut off the shackles on her body, and Fang Jingjing immediately stood up.

She made a gesture with her Dantian filled with anger, stretched out her hand with a solemn expression, and tried to open her palms. She held it in for a long time, but nothing happened.

"...I think I should have powers."

she said.

Lu Jian tilted his head, put his hand on the railing, and shook it gently. In an instant, the temperature dropped to subzero, and the entire railing was frozen into ice.

She punched it and smashed it into pieces, and the ice cubes fell downstairs, almost killing a zombie who had just gotten up.

"try again?"

Fang Jingjing: "..."

Seriously, you look like you're relaxed.

In the next few days, Fang Jingjing worked hard to practice her powers. She had wind powers and almost blew herself into the dark clouds. When she fell, Fang Jingjing saw Lu Jian and her eyes lit up.

"Little sister, catch me--"

Lu Jian watched her fall downstairs without blinking. Instead, he seemed to be watching the excitement. He stood on the edge of the building and looked down, feeling gloating about her misfortune.

After all, there were other zombies who supported her and prevented Fang Jingjing from being thrown to death.

……

Lu Jian was directly promoted to the third level because of the villain buff bonus.

Fang Jingjing directly found a large flat-floor building in the city with a wide view. Lu Jian snapped his fingers and asked the zombies to clean it in maid uniforms.

The gaze next to him was too intense to ignore.

She yawned and taught Fang Jingjing how to control zombies.

In fact, it is very simple and crude, hierarchical suppression, communication, and finally if you encounter someone who is not willing to obey, just go up and do it.

There are mostly first-level zombies in this city, and there are even zero-level zombies, and there are almost no level 2 zombies.

With a normal expression on her face, Fang Jingjing took out a peanut-sized crystal core from the brain of a zombie she had lost, put it in her mouth and chewed it.

Already somewhat used to it.

Not only did she eat it herself, she also wanted to bring some to Lu Jian, but Lu Jian declined with a smile.

"No pig will eat this."

Fang Jingjing: "..."

Pigs will get stomach stones if they eat them.

Lu Jian stayed in this city for about half a month, during which time Lu Jian didn't eat anything.

She was a little hungry, but still within the tolerance range.

I heard that Fang Jingjing went around the whole city and brought back a bunch of usable equipment. She even brought back the generator and started studying the things she liked before.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl has bright eyes, and even the end of the world cannot hide the light in her eyes.

Fang Jingjing brought a glass of blood to Lu Jian, "Miss, would you like it? It's mixed with human blood. It's purely handmade. All the zombies in the assembly line wash their hands, disinfect and wear gloves."

Fang Jingjing looks like a capitalist who squeezes her employees.

Lu Jian looked at the blood in the cup and took a sip, "It's not bad."

It doesn't make any difference whether you drink it or not.

Fang Jingjing took a sip and said with a wink, "I think it tastes good, it's grape flavored."

She seems to treat mixing blood as mixing wine, and she is quite silly and happy every day. Her daily training task is to control zombies to work for her.

Divide a group of zombies to adjust the blood, a group of zombies are used for experiments, and a group of zombies are used to step on the sewing machine.

Fang Jingjing's excitement and urgency urged her ability to control zombies to become stronger and stronger.

Then Fang Jingjing would bring many little dresses and say, "Miss! Which one do you like!!"

Lu Jian collapsed on the recliner and Ge You said, "Men's clothing, thank you."

At this moment, she seemed to have truly become a beautiful and elegant waste.

……

She has system space, but things from the small world cannot be put in, so it is basically useless.

Calculating the time, the heroine was stuck at the highway for two days and was on the road for more than ten days. She should have arrived at a city not far from here.

She lifted her eyes tiredly and sat up from the recliner.

"Come on, it's time to get to work."

She put her hands on her neck, twisted her cervical vertebrae, took out a paper figure and stuck it to her body.

The hair draped under his shoulders is getting shorter and shorter, and the young man has short hair and fine eyebrows, which dissipates the cold feeling like white moonlight.

Just as she was about to walk out, the door in front of her opened.

Fang Jingjing held several clothes hangers in her hands. On the clothes hangers were men's clothes made by zombies using sewing machines with tears in their eyes.

Fang Jingjing was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at the boy who was taller than her. She seemed a little surprised, and the next moment she grinned, "Oh, little brother!"

So pretty, so pretty, so pretty.

Hmm...something leaked out of my mouth.