Girl, there's something wrong with you

Tonight, dreamland.

After clearing out the puppets in the community, everyone found a mansion suspected to be owned by a wealthy businessman at the top of the "King of Buildings" in the community.

It is called a mansion because the owner bought the top three floors and opened them up. The top of the building is the helipad, and below are the living area, entertainment area and reception area. The entertainment area actually has a small indoor swimming pool...

In the Lujiazui area of ​​Songjiang where land was at a premium before the war, people could actually build swimming pools in their luxury homes. The extravagance of the rich was simply astonishing.

"The owner of this house seems to be an actor." Xing Yunzhi walked down from the living area on the third floor, holding a photo album in her hand, "The stage name should be Nono."

"Nono?" Cheng Jinyang took the photo album. The young woman on it had short maroon fluffy hair and a pure and pleasant smile. "I think I have seen this...well, in an old TV series."

"Look at this again." Xing Yunzhi took out another photo, "I found it in the drawer."

I took a look at the photo and saw that it was an intimate photo of "Nono" and her best friend. The latter had long blond wavy hair and a bright smile.

On the back, it says "6.21 and Lily in the theater group".

"Do you think this Lily looks a bit like Sister Xinnan?" Cheng Jinyang asked Ah Zhi.

"What's the resemblance?" Xing Yunzhi expressed despair at his facial recognition ability. "Besides yellow hair and alien features, do they have anything in common?"

"Isn't it quite similar?" Cheng Jinyang thought to himself that this short-haired Nuonuo also looks a lot like Lu Qingyun, the eldest lady of the Fanyang Lu family who came to the clan last time. However, if he says this, Ah Zhi will definitely complain that "you can recognize people by their hair." , so I couldn’t bear to say anything.

However, Songjiang has been destroyed for a long time. If reality is like a dream, the people who lived here are probably dead... Thinking like this, he felt a melancholy feeling that "the dead are like people who don't treat me".

Xing Yunzhi didn't think too much. She had already started to roll up her sleeves and clean the bathroom. The original owner had a bathroom of more than 20 square meters on the third floor. There was a "bath" in the shape of a natural hot spring paved with volcanic stones. Ah Zhi was so tired that she couldn't walk. She had to go in and take a bath tonight.

Going down the spiral staircase to the second floor, Cheng Jinyang saw Yang Wangshu lying on the sofa playing games. Cui Jinqi, who had put on a swimsuit, was playing in the swimming pool, with a body as graceful as a mermaid; Wang Wanrou was sitting lazily on the edge of the pool, soaking her calves in the pool, looking boredly at the Huangpu River outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Where's Qingqing?" Cheng Jinyang asked.

"She went for a walk downstairs," Yang Wangshu said.

"Isn't the community a safe house?" Cheng Jinyang asked again.

"Only for the three floors of this building." Wang Wanrou replied.

"Okay." Cheng Jinyang nodded, then left the house and jumped out from the corridor in the public area.

In the swimming pool, Cui Jinqi suddenly stopped and looked warily in the direction of the door.

"I understand, Wanrou!" She said in a deep voice.

"Don't say it." Wang Wanrou said lazily.

"It was obviously a team activity, but Chu Qingqing deliberately ran out alone just to attract Jinyang's attention!" Cui Jinqi frowned and clenched her fists reluctantly, "Because Jinyang considers himself the leader of the team and will not allow anyone to fall behind. Shan, so I will definitely go out to find her!"

"I told you I'm not interested." Wang Wanrou yawned.

After flying around the community, Cheng Jinyang finally found Qingqing at the door of the underground garage. This girl was holding a steel metal bat and launched a wild charge towards the puppets in front. With a few vertical jumps and swings, she smashed their heads into pieces.

"Qing." Cheng Jinyang flew over her head, "Stop playing around. Didn't we agree to stay hidden?"

"I know." Chu Qingqing replied, "I am preparing to go to the underground garage to clean up the puppets, so that I will not be discovered by enemies who may be passing by outside."

"No." Cheng Jinyang asked speechlessly, "Can't we just stay in the safe house?"

"It's so boring in the safe house." Qingqing said.

"No!" Cheng Jinyang tried to convince her, "You can cook! Have you seen such a big kitchen at home?"

"You don't think cooking is my hobby, do you?" Chu Qingqing looked at him with "you are sick" eyes.

"Well, what about swimming? You can swim in the swimming pool like Cui Jinqi and the others."

"You really want to see what I look like in a swimsuit? Wow, that's so disgusting!"

"That's not true. I just think you shouldn't be down there alone fighting monsters. It's too pitiful, isn't it?"

"That's it." Miss Qingqing smiled brightly and waved to him, "You come down first."

"What?" Cheng Jinyang landed in front of her,

Then Qingqing took his hand, dragged him towards the underground garage, and said with a smile:

"Then if you come and fight monsters with me, won't I be alone?"

Cheng Jinyang:? ! !

...Wow, you can be so flirtatious? Learned learned learned.

After being pulled by Qingqing to the bottom of the garage, the two saw a large number of "beautiful women" slowly wandering around the scattered vehicles, looking like they were taking a leisurely walk after a meal.

"Women are so pitiful." Chu Qingqing sighed half-truthfully. "They were polluted by monsters and turned into such mindless monsters... If there is a creator of the monster race, he must be a misogynist."

"Men are more pitiful." Cheng Jinyang complained, "Women who are polluted into puppets still have the opportunity to be promoted to high-level demons; but men are directly devoured and digested from the beginning! The creator of demons must be a misogynist That’s right.”

"No matter who He is." Girl Qingqing mustered up her energy, "Come on, let us redeem these poor girls!"

She stretched her hands outward, and the abandoned cars on both sides melted quickly, forming a surging wave of iron-blue liquid around her body.

Such a big movement immediately attracted the surrounding puppets. Their originally normal expressions suddenly became distorted and ferocious, as if they had seen raw wolves, they were running and jumping towards this side.

Before they could rush in front of him, Cheng Jinyang had already raised his arms, and the calculation quickly formed in his mind:

Gravity. Weaving array!

So all the puppets in the fan-shaped area in front, whether they were running over or not, were all pulled down by invisible gravity, dragged, and rushed towards the iron waves around Miss Qingqing, and then were hung upside down the moment they entered the attack range. He stood up, baring his teeth and claws in the air with no focus, struggling in vain.

"Oh, that's not bad." Chu Qingqing said with a smile, "It seems that even without my help, you can kill so many puppets on your own."

"Of course, otherwise why is seventh level said to be the watershed for independent fighting?" Cheng Jinyang said proudly, "You should practice hard and try to catch up with me as soon as possible."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that I have also reached the seventh level."

"……when?"

"Last week. So you never cared about me?"

"I'm not a bloodline strength tester, how do I know if you have reached the seventh level?" Cheng Jinyang thought and said, "Well, have you learned the new algorithm for metal manipulation?"

"I learned it." Qingqing replied, "I have seen similar algorithms to the 'Iron Coffin' and 'Iron Waterfall Burial' you mentioned last time."

As she said this, the surrounding iron waves suddenly surged upwards, wrapping the puppet hanging in the air, and then instantly tore it into countless scattered blood flowers.

"...But the practicality is too low." Qingqing licked her lips and said regretfully, "Wrapping it up and then tearing it apart requires mobilizing too many metal materials and is time-consuming. It is better to directly form a thin spear. Then pierce them."