The zombies I raised escaped overnight

Lang Xiao sneered twice: "Of course you can say whatever you want."

Yan Qinghe lowered his eyes and lowered his eyes, not looking at Lang Xiao's expression: "It's good, I haven't thought about this aspect, you thought of it for me, and you really shared a lot for me. Xiaoxiao, you paid for this territory. Too much!"

Lang Xiao felt a little embarrassed after boasting. Although his original intention of doing this was to help Yan Qinghe share the burden, but later, he unconsciously carried selfishness and played a small game of infrastructure.

Lang Xiao cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Just install the batteries on them and they can start up. Let's work together to finish it tonight."

Yan Qinghe: "Is it difficult to install the battery?"

"Don't worry, it's not difficult, just push the battery in, every two seconds," Lang Xiao made a push motion for him out of thin air.

Yan Qinghe: "It will be fine in a few minutes, we can finish it first, and then go to dinner together."

Lang Xiao had an expression of 'what are you talking about': "When we finish our work, it will be the next morning, so there is no dinner."

Yan Qinghe pointed behind him: "There are only a few dozen."

Lang Xiao: "I can't fit it in the backpack, I'll make room for it first."

"..."

Although Lang Xiao's backpack didn't mention the specific space, Yan Qinghe can feel that the memory is not as big as usual.Now, his space memory is full, even overflowing with these... Automatically brainstorming the amount of tasks for tonight, Yan Qinghe unconsciously twitched his fingers twice.

"Let's eat first." He heard himself say in a calm voice.

When the two arrived at the dining room, a group of people stood outside the dining room and looked up.

Lang Xiao was curious: "What are you looking at?"

After all, he also looked up.

The blue bird is flying crookedly in the sky, its claws are clutching something tightly, and the whole posture shows that the person involved is in great pain.

Lang Xiao put on the goggles, adjusted the focus and looked at the blue bird. The ones under the paws seemed to be his two precious sons?

Lang Xiao looked around the blue bird to make sure that there was no one on the blue bird's back.

Lang Xiao asked Yan Qinghe: "The blue bird usually likes this flying posture?"

Yan Qinghe shook his head: "I have never seen this kind of posture before, but judging from the current situation, it is obviously not good at it."

Lang Xiao was suspicious: "Why do you fly like this if you're not good at it?"

Yan Qinghe spread his hands: "I don't know."

Finally, under the anticipation of everyone, the blue bird finally flew down. At a certain height, after confirming that the two people could not fall, the blue bird loosened its claws, dropped the two people, and quickly flew to other places.

It looks like it's over there by the pond.

Lang Lang stretched out his wings and landed with flapping wings.Yan Shu lost all his shoes, his feet were bare, and a device was installed beside his feet, and he landed slowly.

Now, Lang Xiao knew the reason why the blue bird insisted on grabbing the two of them with its claws and flying.

The two seemed to be rolling around in a pile of zombies. Yellow-green mucus was all over their bodies, many of which had been dried by the wind and clinging to their bodies, and some of them were wet and gradually dripping down.

The pungent smell went straight into people's nostrils, making everyone feel sick.

After landing on the ground, Lang Lang walked towards Lang Xiao, stretching out his hand while walking: "Mother, give me a hug."

Lang Xiao pinched her nose and shouted sharply: "Stop!"

After all, I felt that the words I blurted out were too harsh.

He lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw Lang Lang's hurt expression. Lang Xiao paused, and added: "It's time to eat, wash your hands and face first, and eat."

Lang Lang: "Okay."

Yan Shu also wanted to go forward, Lang Xiao said, "You go too."

Yan Shu tilted his head: "But I don't need to eat."

Lang Xiao took out an ordinary source stone: "Do you want to eat it now?"

Yan Shu twitched his toes, weighed for two seconds, and obediently followed Lang Lang to wash his hands and face.

After the two left, the smell remained in place, and everyone had different expressions.

Bao inquired: "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so let's pack the dinner for tonight and go home to eat."

Everyone is blessed to the heart: "Yes, we have something to do, we also want to take out."

"Really? You didn't do anything, let me hear what you said?" Lang Xiao said with a half-hearted smile.

Everyone fell silent.

Yan Qinghe patted Lang Xiao's shoulder reassuringly, and said to Chef Li: "Chef Li prepared something for us, we will take it home to eat."

Chef Li neatly packed the dinner and handed it to them: "It's cold now, so you should eat it as soon as possible after you get back, otherwise it will affect the taste of the food."

The implication: hurry up, don't stand here anymore.

Lang Xiao took the lunch box with a worried expression, and wanted to say something more, but Yan Qinghe took him by the shoulders and took him and the two children back.

Looking at the back of the family of four leaving, Bao Dingting murmured: "I have never realized Yan Qinghe's kindness so deeply as today."

Chi Xuan deeply agrees: "Especially after the comparison, it becomes more obvious."

Lang Xiao's style of acting is obvious - it is better to suffer alone than to suffer together. After everyone is unhappy, he will be psychologically balanced.

……

In a pavilion somewhere in the mansion.

A family of four gathered around the stone table to prepare. The cold wind blew by, but the stone table and chairs were warm.

The smell was blown away by the wind, and Lang Xiao's expression became better.

"When the weather gets colder, you can consider adding some windshield to the gazebo."

Yan Qinghe nodded: "This is under production."

Lang Xiao: "Now, they must be eating very happily in the restaurant."

Freshly baked dim sum, hot porridge still simmering on the fire, fresh and sweet cold dishes...

But they have to eat bento outside with the cold wind blowing.

Lang Xiao snorted dissatisfied: "At that time, I should have huddled with them to eat, but you insisted on dragging me away."

Yan Qinghe said seriously: "It's a rare opportunity for a family of four to be alone, so it's good to have a meal together once in a while."

Lang Xiao curled her lips and picked up the chopsticks: "Eat, eat, go back early after eating."

Although Yan Shu has a sense of smell, to be precise, he can perceive the composition of various objects, and he is not sensitive to good or bad smells; Lang Lang, whose prototype is too big, and their sense of smell is not naturally keen, So slow to respond to taste.

Until now, Lang Lang could smell the smell on his body, and finally reacted: "Father, mother, do you dislike our bad smell?"

Everyone avoided before, but Lang Xiao didn't care about other people's reactions. He stared straight at Yan Qinghe and Lang Xiao, waiting for their answers.

Yan Qinghe was not good at dealing with such a situation, so he simply kept silent.

Lang Xiao looked at Lang Lang, and said kindly: "How could it be? Silly son."

Lang Lang suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

Immediately afterwards, the wind direction changed, and the smell began to permeate Lang Xiao's nostrils again.

Lang Xiao squeezed the chopsticks tightly, maintaining a kind expression: "My dear son, come and change places with Dad."

Lang Lang had no doubt about him: "Okay!"

Yan Qinghe: "..."

After dinner, Lang Xiao said that he would give them a bath, one for each of them.

Yan Qinghe had no objection: "Then I will help Lang Lang..."

Lang Xiao: "I'll help Lang Lang wash, after all Lang Lang has been following me before."

Lang Lang also stood by Lang Xiao's side: "Yes."

Yan Qinghe: "..."

Lang Xiao: "Yan Shu will leave it to you. He doesn't know if it's waterproof or not. If it's not waterproof, you can wipe him with a towel."

It was because he didn't want to wipe off the disgusting slime that Yan Qinghe offered to wash it for Lang Lang.

Yan Shu: "It's waterproof, but the first time I wash it, my mother should be careful. Wipe it with a cloth towel dampened with water, and then apply energy liquid after wiping to maintain my artificial skin."

Yan Qinghe: "..."

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Lang Lang and Yan Shu finally returned to their usual appearance. The two went back to the room to sleep relaxed, leaving only two old fathers panting from exhaustion in the bathroom.

The old fathers looked at each other, slowly got up, washed themselves briefly, put on their nightgowns, and started to work hard.

Facing a room full of robots, Lang Xiao gave Yan Qinghe a purse full of origin stones.

After I got started, I realized that it was just like what Lang Xiao said in the morning, just push the origin stone to the grooves reserved in the mechanical body, most of these grooves are in the chest and where the cervical spine connects with the skull.

Yan Qinghe pushed the origin stone in the front, and Lang Xiao waited for the robot to start up in the back, and gave them the start-up command, and the robot ran to various places automatically.

In the room, after the robots run a batch, Lang Xiao will release another batch from the backpack, and the cycle repeats.

After half a night, Yan Qinghe's movements were completely mechanical and repetitive. The simple and repetitive work made his expression dull, and his brain had already stopped working early.

At around five o'clock in the morning, a rooster crowed faintly outside the window, and after Yan Qinghe finished loading another batch of origin stones, the robots in the room were finally no longer full, and they only stood in two rows!

Yan Qinghe looked at Lang Xiao in disbelief: "It's gone?"

Lang Xiao: "Yes, these are the last ones left for now."

Yan Qinghe moved his sore limbs: "Hurry up, you can catch up on sleep after you're done."

Lang Xiao: "Well, you can go to sleep after you finish your work."

Yan Qinghe didn't understand Lang Xiao's implication at that time, he quickly finished installing the Origin Stone, and waited for Lang Xiao at the side.

"Brother Yan, you don't have to wait for me, go back to sleep first."

Yan Qinghe was also polite: "That's fine, then hurry up."

Since moving to this room, Lang Xiao put two beds in the bedroom, separated by a bedside table, just like the configuration in a cheap hotel.

Yan Qinghe disliked this bed very much before, but today he fell asleep when he went back, and he didn't even have time to take off his bathrobe.

Here, after watching the little robots go out, Lang Xiao took out an instrument, which showed the actual distribution of all the little robots, to ensure that the exchange machines in each area could be supplied in time.

On the instrument, there are dense green and blue dots. The green dot represents the exchange device, and the blue dot represents the robot. If the stock exchange device is insufficient or out of stock, it will turn into a red dot in real time on the instrument, and the nearest robot will It is very convenient to go there by yourself, or Lang Xiao can assign a specific robot to go there on the instrument.

Moreover, Lang Xiao installed a few broadcast balls newly made by himself in the storage warehouse of each robot. The robot would broadcast the broadcast balls on the way to the destination to ensure that the broadcast balls could cover the whole city.

So, at six o'clock in the morning, history repeated itself at the southern base.

It was still a quiet morning, and with the energetic voice of their City Lord Lang, the deafening and extremely violent radio ball covering all directions without dead ends rang again.

[Morning everyone~ Another day full of energy! ]

Countless people were awakened from their slumber, furious: "My sister--!"