Doomsday: I have a super farm

Zhuang Chen saw the double image of the smiling woman in front of him. He rubbed his eyes several times and it was the same.

The things in front of him began to become more and more blurred. At this time, he realized that there was something wrong with the butter tea in his hand.

"You..."

Zhuang Chen fainted before he finished speaking.

Zheng Zi felt dizzy and fell down with her eyes rolled up.

"Finally, someone is playing with me."

Ding Zhenjixiang watched them faint and clapped his hands happily.

She jumped and dragged them to the chair, humming a cheerful song.

An hour later.

Zhuang Chen woke up in a daze, and opened his eyelids with difficulty to look at the pattern in front of him.

When he just wanted to move, he felt that his whole body was tightly bound by something.

Zhuang Chen lowered his head and saw that he was tied up, and the chaos in his head disappeared immediately.

He tried hard to break free, and the supernatural power in his body was sealed by something.

"Sister Zheng, Sister Zheng..."

Zhuang Chen saw that Zheng Zi next to him was also like this, and anxiously called her name in a low voice.

"Hmm..."

Zheng Zi murmured in a low voice, shaking her head left and right for a few times before slowly waking up.

Zheng Zi understood her situation, and there was panic on her face that could not be concealed.

"It's that girl who has a problem."

"According to the current situation, it is very obvious."

The two people suppressed the discomfort in their hearts and thought of a solution as calmly as possible.

"Da Da..."

The sudden sound of footsteps made the two of them like frightened birds, and their eyes were about to pop out.

The nervous sweat seeped out unconsciously.

The sound of jumping was getting closer and closer, and Zhuang Chen winked at Zheng Zi.

The two people understood and tilted their heads and fell into a faint.

Ding Zhenjixiang looked at the two of them who were not awake, and there was still a little disappointment on his face.

"You haven't woken up yet."

Ding Zhenjixiang put the tray in his hand on the table and jumped to the cabinet opposite them.

Zhuang Chen quietly opened one eye and saw that she was holding a braided rope and something similar to paint in her hand.

He was filled with uneasiness.

After two hours of tossing and turning by her, Zhuang Chen and Zheng Zi became locals.

They all felt miserable.

"Squeak..."

Ding Zhen Jixiang pulled their chairs to the table, and the table legs rubbed against the ground, making a very harsh sound.

"My best friends, come and have a cup of butter tea."

She handed the butter tea on the tray to them one by one, like playing house.

Zheng Zi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Ding Zhen Jixiang seemed to have discovered something strange.

Holding a silver fork, he came to Zheng Zi meaningfully.

"My lovely baby, what if I scratch your face?"

She half-squatted and said sinisterly, and the cold breath hit her cheek.

Zheng Zi was so scared that her hair stood up.

Zhuang Chen frowned slightly and looked at the girl with her back to him. Just when he was hesitating whether to speak or not.

The other party had already raised the fork and was about to stab.

"Ah..."

"No!"

Zheng Zi's horrified voice and Zhuang Chen's exclamation sounded at the same time.

Ding Zhen Jixiang stopped the fork one millimeter away from her, and the corner of his mouth raised a wicked smile that did not match her age.

"My two good friends are not pretending anymore?"

Ding Zhen Jixiang returned to his seat, drinking butter tea and eating snacks elegantly.

The only sound in the silent space was her chewing.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"I finally got two unique toys, do you think I will let you go?"

Ding Zhen Jixiang lay on the table with his hands on his cheeks, looking at them with a raised eyebrow.

"We really have something important to do now, please let us go, okay? I can provide you with resources."

"Please let us go, okay?"

Zhuang Chen felt some uncontrollable anxiety in his heart, and he spoke to her sideways with a heavier tone, trying to impress her.

Zheng Zi echoed Zhuang Chen's words, looking at Ding Zhenjixiang pleadingly.

But there was no fluctuation on Ding Zhenjixiang's tender face.

"Only zombies accompany me, and I have never seen a living person. Do you want to leave?

Unless I get tired of playing, I will naturally let you go."

Ding Zhenjixiang sighed heavily, looked at them sideways, and said with resentment.

No matter what chips Zhuang Chen and the others took out to trade with her, they could not impress her.

"There are many living people outside who can be friends with you, there is no need to limit them to here."

"Unless you let them come here!"

Ding Zhenjixiang opened his eyes wide, approached Zhuang Chen happily and said to him.

Looking at her unyielding appearance, Zhuang Chen looked like he had no desire to live.

The two of them looked at Ding Zhenjixiang dully, playing a one-man show that belonged to her alone.

The wind and snow outside gradually became stronger, blowing her open window to make a crackling sound.

Every blow seemed to disturb their hearts.

It was not until Ding Zhenjixiang was tired of playing that the two of them had a chance to take a break.

"What should we do now? We can't stay here any longer."

As soon as Ding Zhenjixiang left, she looked at Zhuang Chen with tears in her eyes.

"We must find a way to break the cup on the table."

"But won't the sound of breaking attract her attention?"

Zhuang Chen heard the sound of wind and snow outside, mixed with the roar of zombies.

He closed his eyes and looked for the best opportunity, when all the sounds were concentrated together.

He smashed the teapot on the table to the ground with his head, and the teacup instantly broke into pieces.

The crisp sound was successfully covered up, and the two of them stood there like wooden chickens.

After confirming that it did not attract her attention, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Chen hooked his feet on the table, leaned back and landed gently on the ground.

The broken teacup was pressed on his back, and his hands tied behind his back were groping through the gap of the chair.

But God will not let down those who work hard.

He successfully grabbed the fragments and cut the rope that tied him with force.

The two of them successfully broke free from the restraints here, but the weakness in their bodies made them unable to ignore.

They looked for traces left and right, and finally decided to jump from the window.

"Bang!"

Zhuang Chen watched the heavy snow falling like goose feathers, covering the scenery in front of him.

At a glance, there was nothing but a vast expanse of white.

Zhuang Chen didn't have time to think about it, he jumped out of the window.

Because his supernatural power was suppressed, his mortal body was seriously injured.

Zhuang Chen curled up in pain, secretly cursing himself for being deceived by superficial things.

He used his body as a meat cushion for Zheng Zi.

The two of them limped and supported each other, running towards the distance.