Doomsday Star Crystal: I have a contracted beast army

Zhao Yin walked into the small foreign building, and two human skeletons appeared in front of his eyes.

There was only the remains of dark brown meat residue on it, which must have been eaten by zombies not long ago.

No wonder there are one or two hundred zombies gathered here. There should be two survivors living here. For some unknown reason, zombies from the whole village have been attracted.

After they were eaten, the zombies did not disperse.

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At this time, the small foreign building was in a mess, almost all the furniture was destroyed, and the air was filled with the stench of zombies.

The floor was littered with garbage, as well as residual blood and corpse fluid dripping from zombies.

After Song Xiaodao ran to the backyard to drink water, he found a broken broom head and prepared to clean the room.

"Forget it, you go to the rooftop and scan it. We'll spend the night there tonight," Zhao Yin said.

After saying that, he went to the independent kitchen in the backyard, which was also severely damaged by zombies. The wood-burning stove collapsed and pots and pans were broken on the floor.

Zhao Yin used the space ring to directly collect the wood, and then went to the ancient well to fetch water.

The wooden bucket for drawing water was not damaged, and there was still half a bowl of water at the bottom of the bucket, which Song Xiaodao had just drank.

Zhao Yin fetched two buckets of water and went to the rooftop of the small foreign building. He took out the hanging pot he had brought from his home before leaving, built a simple support frame with wood, lit firewood and started boiling water.

Song Xiaodao on the side had already swept out a clean open space. There was no mat or quilt. She and the little monkey were lying on the rooftop with their legs in the air, staring at the dark sky in a daze.

Zhao Yin took out a dozen fist-sized chestnuts and threw them directly into the fire.

Soon, a burst of fragrance came out, and the little monkey jumped up suddenly and ran to Zhao Yin with a squeak: "Master, master, is dinner ready?"

Song Xiaodao sniffed: "What smells so good?"

"Mutated chestnut!"

Zhao Yin used a Tang knife to pull out the burnt chestnuts with dark skin, picked out one and split it open, revealing the golden chestnut flesh.

The fragrance in the air became stronger.

Song Xiaodao and Little Monkey couldn't take their eyes away immediately.

"Come here and eat together!" Zhao Yin said.

The little monkey immediately grabbed a chestnut and started to bite it. He was not afraid of being burned. Zhao Yin was an animal's nature and did not intend to restrain it too much. He cut a chestnut in half and handed half of it to Song Xiaodao.

The water in the hanging pot has boiled. Zhao Yin poured some salt into it and filled three bowls of salt water.

Zhao Yin ate the chestnuts with salt water slowly and slowly. The little monkey had already finished one and looked at the rest in front of Zhao Yin eagerly.

"There wasn't so much food before, but we won't go hungry again in the future," Zhao Yin said.

"Really, Master?" the little monkey said in his heart, eyes widening in disbelief.

The food intake of mutant beasts and evolved humans is several times greater than before evolution.

The little monkey has never had enough to eat since he followed Zhao Yin.

"Eat!" Zhao Yin didn't explain too much.

He himself also ate three chestnuts in one go, weighing three to four kilograms, which was enough to equal the thirty or forty kilograms of chestnuts before the end of the world, and he couldn't eat any more.

The little monkey ate seven or eight pills, stretched his round belly, and lay back in the clean open space with satisfaction.

Song Xiaodao only ate a few mouthfuls and then burped. She suddenly put down the chestnut and shed tears.

"Why are you crying?" Zhao Yin asked.

"Zhao Yin, I miss my brother, we didn't meet him all the way, eh eh..." Song Xiaodao sucked the tip of his nose, big tears flowing down his face.

"He was forced by Wang Quan to lure zombies because of me. If he died, he wouldn't have even had a full meal before his death, eh eh...!"

Zhao Yin frowned and said, "He must be dead. Once he becomes a zombie, he can eat people and he won't starve anymore."

It was originally meant to be a comforting word, but when Song Xiaodao heard the words, he cried even harder.

"嘤嘤...嘤嘤嘤...!"

Zhao Yin was too lazy to pay attention to her, poured the remaining water into the pot, boiled it, poured it back into the bucket, and carried it off the rooftop.

Arriving at the well, Zhao Yin took off all his clothes, took out soap and a bath towel ball from the space ring and began to scrub his body.

I haven’t taken a shower for more than a month, and only hot water can wash me clean.

Feeling the disgusting zombie aura gradually disappearing from his body, Zhao Yin finally felt like he was still a normal person.

Except for the fishnet stockings and military tops, Zhao Yin simply threw away all his clothes and prepared to change into clean clothes from the space ring.

Suddenly, he remembered the newly released dress in the space ring.

Zhao Yin took it out and held it in his hand, hesitating again.

Should I wear it or not?

"Wearing them will increase your strength and help you save your life in the apocalypse. Anyway, I'm wearing fishnet stockings. I, Zhao Yin, am a straight man, so what should I be afraid of?"

"But wearing this dress will be a stain that I, Zhao Yin, will never be able to wash away in my life. In the future, my name will be resounding throughout the end of the world. How can I leave such a stigma?"

This high-crotch skirt was the same style as that of those internet celebrity female anchors before the apocalypse. Zhao Yin hesitated again and again, but decided... to wear it.

As long as he didn't take off his coat, no one would know he was wearing a skirt.

Zhao Yin returned to the rooftop feeling refreshed and brought two buckets of water with him, ready to boil them so that Song Xiaodao and the little monkey could also wash them.

At this time, Song Xiaodao had stopped crying and stuffed the half-eaten chestnut into his mouth, as if he was starving to death.

Zhao Yin threw down the bucket and ordered: "After eating, boil water for yourself to take a bath."

Song Xiaodao nodded, opened his collar, and carefully put the remaining small piece of chestnut into Xiongqian's clothes.

She has no pockets on her body. For her, such delicious food is only safe if it is stored close to her body.

Immediately afterwards, Song Xiaodao went to boil water, while Zhao Yin took out the tent in the space ring and set it up next to the campfire, with moisture-proof mats and quilts inside.

Song Xiaodao is just an ordinary person. She is exhausted from a day of high-intensity work. Let her have a good rest tonight.

The little monkey was injured and needed rest to recover.

"Zhao Yin, do you have any clean clothes? I can't wear these clothes anymore." After Song Xiaodao boiled the water, he suddenly asked Zhao Yin.

The white T-shirt on her body and her exposed thighs were covered in dark brown zombie brains.

Zhao Yin looked back and saw that if it weren't for the two steamed buns on her chest that were slightly bulging, it would be hard to tell whether they were male or female.

He took out another T-shirt and threw it to Song Xiaodao: "Wear this one, don't throw away the other one. Wash it and you can still wear it tomorrow!"

Zhao Yin thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, the clothes I just changed out of are by the well. You can also wash them by the way."

"Is there any washing powder?" Song Xiaodao asked.

"No, use hot water and rub it more."

After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he directly picked up the little monkey.

The little monkey slept in a daze and squeaked dissatisfiedly: "Master, do you have to work again?"

"bath."

Zhao Yin directly threw the little monkey into a bucket of cold water. Song Xiaodao walked down the rooftop carrying the hot water. She was going to take a bath.

The little monkey woke up immediately when it was stimulated by the cold water, and instinctively wanted to crawl out. Zhao Yin pushed it back: "If you don't wash it tonight, hurry up, and you are not allowed to eat chestnuts tomorrow."

"Master, I don't want to take a shower. I will still be dirty after killing zombies tomorrow. Why do I need to take a shower?"

"Let's wait until I get dirty tomorrow. You must give me a bath whenever you have the chance!" Zhao Yin said sternly.

Of course he knew that no matter how clean he was tonight, he would still be smelly of corpses tomorrow.

It is more likely that the spring will not be found.

But whether it was his past life or this life, Zhao Yin never wanted to forget that he was still a normal person.

As long as there is a chance, he will clean himself up, even if he can only be a normal person for a second, then just be a normal person for a second!

He had washed himself, so of course this lazy monkey had to wash himself too.

Under Zhao Yin's coercion, the little monkey's clear water in the bucket quickly became turbid. Zhao Yin saw that it was almost washed, so he pulled it out of the bucket.

At this time, Zhao Yin suddenly thought of something...