my skynet wife

"Yanzi, prepare lunch!"

Teng Qing and Guo Zhenbei were about to go downstairs to where the family who called for help yesterday was. In the tone of a sister-in-law, she ordered Yang Yanzi.

"Forget it, let's go back and do it! To be honest, the side dishes you made last night were really delicious. I'm going to cook a delicious meal for little Ah Liang today at noon. The child has not eaten well for half a month.

It’s time to have a decent meal!”

Guo Zhenbei has fully experienced Yang Yanzi's cooking skills. Now thinking about the fried eggs, there is still a bitter taste in his mouth. So far, the best food that little Ah Liang has ever eaten should be his own

The noodles I made are not good enough to compare with Fujiharu’s cooking skills.

The mention of little Ah Liang made Teng Qing feel hot. But she still rolled her eyes at Guo Zhenbei, indicating that she was very aware of his little tricks.

"Hmph, you must be greedy! Forget it, for the sake of little Ah Liang, I will cook for lunch today, but don't make it a habit!"

Guo Zhenbei has no objections. He knows that if it were in the past, his so-called prostitutes would not be able to get close to women like Fujiharu, let alone eat her cooking. They drive good cars, wear famous brands, and look...

Guys like Guo Zhenbei just glanced at them from the corner of their eyes.

“There are eschatological benefits in the last days!”

After thinking vaguely in his mind, Guo Zhenbei threw the matter aside.

He still has work to do. What he has to face next is an unknown room. Although his whole body is wrapped tightly, no one is not afraid of the zombies' nails that have grown significantly longer and fangs that have grown out.

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Guo Zhenbei and Tengqing slid down the rope one after another. Except for the empty room, he saw such a tragic scene.

On the balcony of a house, a rope was fixed to a clothes drying rack. A young couple and even a pair of young children who looked like little A-liang.

"It's weird, are twins actually choosing a wealthy community to reincarnate?"

Guo Zhenbei was thinking about this nonsensical thing, but the corpses of the family still gave him enough shock. Needless to say, the young female zombie was obviously bitten by two zombie children.

You can see the almost smashed little zombie's head.

Naturally, the young male protagonist couldn't bear the loss of his family and his family, so he hanged himself at the last moment.

Their family was destroyed when the apocalypse came, but in fact the disaster was not over. Because at this moment, except for the corpses of two young children whose heads were smashed, the young man and woman had turned into zombies.

When they saw Guo Zhenbei and Fujiharu sliding down the rope from the window, they hung in the air and waved their hands and feet in vain. Hanging there, with their tongues slightly sticking out, their faces became even more ferocious.

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"Fujiharu, let's hurry up!"

"It's a shame you haven't eaten enough. You might as well commit suicide to save us all trouble! Why don't you kill them and leave them to cause trouble!"

Guo Zhenbei's habit of showing good intentions indiscriminately happened again. Fujiharu's face showed an expression of hatred, which made Guo Zhenbei feel more comfortable. It made people wonder if he was being mean.

The more you are scolded, the happier you are?

People who think this way have little social experience, and even know nothing about the relationship between men and women. Just like what was said in cross talk, the so-called beating is kissing, scolding is loving, and if you love too much, you will be kicked.

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"That's right. Although they are harmless to humans and animals now, if the zombies evolve in the future, they will definitely be able to break free."

This time Guo Zhenbei no longer hesitated, stepped on the security fence, and easily broke the glass with the homemade spear in his hand. The sound of broken glass caused a commotion among the zombies downstairs. A low and eerie roar,

The cold winter wind makes people feel creepy.

Guo Zhenbei, who was hanging in the air, no longer cared about this. He was no longer the same person as before.

The two legs on the protective fence flexed, and then his body swayed. The earthen spear in his hand was raised, and with the power reverberating from his body, he aimed at the chest of the almost perfectly healthy male zombie and stabbed it.

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"puff!"

There was a slight sound of the triangular scraper piercing the flesh, and the triangular scraper that had been sharpened on the grinding wheel was almost unimpeded. The male zombie immediately turned into an upright corpse, and he stopped all movements while hanging on the rope. At this time,

At the same time, Fujiharu had already used the pneumatic nail gun in his hand to kill the female zombie with obvious wounds on her arm.

It is conceivable that when a disaster strikes, mothers hold their zombified children and would rather be bitten or scratched by their children than let go of their arms. Maybe not everyone can understand this kind of love.

It's like not everyone can understand what little Grandpa Ah Liang does.

At such a close distance, the nail gun easily penetrated the skull of the female zombie. Similarly, she ended her zombie existence with almost no struggle. Fujiharu's eyes paused on the young female zombie's arm.

Then he asked Guo Zhenbei with confusion.

"Why not stab your head?"

At this time, Guo Zhenbei, who pulled out the spear from the male zombie's chest, explained it to Fujiharu, letting her understand how ridiculous the TV and movies she had watched in the past were.

"According to Yanzi, human beings are like the most sophisticated machinery. So as long as it is a machine, it must have a power source. Past zombie movies, TV shows, and novels have all deliberately avoided this scientific issue. There is no such thing as

There is no doubt that the power source of human beings is the heart that is constantly beating due to weak bioelectric stimulation. When destroying a machine, what is more effective than directly destroying its power source?"

Fujiharu was stunned for a moment. Apparently, she had never thought about this issue whether she was watching TV in the past or actually killing zombies now. Looking back now, it is true that almost all works of art related to the biochemical apocalypse have deliberately avoided it.

There is no doubt that this is because when the head is exploded, it will definitely bring a stronger visual and mental shock.

This proves that sometimes for the sake of art, works of art have to sacrifice some truth.

"But according to Yanzi, the heart is less likely to be hit. Because it is protected by ribs, and the size of the heart is much smaller than that of the head, so it will be more effective to hit the head. But... I don't want their family to be too ugly!"

Guo Zhenbei didn't know what Teng Qing was thinking and kept talking to himself. This made Teng Qing look at him with some strange eyes.

"I didn't expect that he is still a person who pays attention to emotions."

She looked at the female zombie whose cheek was broken by the steel nails fired from the pneumatic nail gun in her hand. Compared with a family of four, she did look unsightly. With this thought, when Fujiharu spoke

He was also much gentler towards Guo Zhenbei.

"You're right. Next time you have such an idea, just remember to tell me in advance!"

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