Chapter 58 The Benefits of the End of the World
"Swallow, prepare lunch!"
Teng Qing and Guo Zhenbei are preparing to go downstairs in front of the location of the family who asked for help yesterday. In the tone of her sister-in-law, she ordered Yang Yanzi.
"Forget it, you'd better go back and do it! Seriously, some of the dishes you cooked last night tasted really good. I made a delicious meal for Xiao A Liang at noon today. The child has not had a decent meal for half a month in a row!"
Guo Zhenbei has fully learned Yang Yanzi's cooking level. Now when he recalls the fried egg, his mouth is still bitter. So far, the best food Xiao A Liang has eaten should be her own noodles. But if you want to compare with Teng Qing's cooking level, it's not good.
When it comes to Xiao A Liang, it makes Teng Qing feel hot. But she still gave Guo Zhenbei a blank look, saying that she was very clear about his little tricks.
"Well, you're greedy! Forget it, for the face of Xiao A Liang, I will cook at noon today, but don't get used to it!"
Guo Zhenbei has no objection. He knows that if he puts it in the past, his so-called loser, not to mention eating the food she cooks, can't get close to a woman like Teng Qing. They drove a good car and wore a famous brand. They looked at a guy like Guo Zhenbei, but they just glanced at the corners of their eyes.
"The end of the world has the benefits of the end of the world!"
After thinking vaguely in his heart, Guo Zhenbei threw this matter aside.
He is still busy. The next thing he is going to face is an unknown room. Although his whole body was tightly wrapped, no one was afraid of the zombies' significantly longer nails and fangs that had grown.
Guo Zhen and Bei Teng Qing swung down the rope. Except for the empty room, he saw such a tragic scene.
It's on the balcony of a family, and the rope is fixed on the drying rack. A young couple, and even a pair of young children like a beautiful child.
"Strange thing, do dragon and phoenix twins actually choose the rich community to be reincarnated?"
Guo Zhenbei thought about this endless thing in his mind, but the body of the family still shocked him enough. Needless to say, the young female zombie was obviously bitten by two zombieized children, which can be seen from the small zombie heads that were almost smashed.
The young male master naturally couldn't stand such a family's death and hanged himself at the last moment.
Their family was destroyed when the end of the world came, but in fact the disaster was not over. Because at this moment, except for the bodies of two children with broken heads, the young host and heroine have become zombies at this moment.
When they saw Guo Zhenbei and Teng Qing sliding down the rope from the window, they waved their hands and feet in vain in the air. Hanging there and sticking out their tongues slightly, their faces became more and more ferocious.
"Teng Qing, let's hurry up!"
"You don't have enough to eat. Just kill yourself, so as not to make trouble for us all! Why don't you kill them and keep them!"
Guo Zhenbei's bad intentions were once again committed. Teng Qing changed an expression of hatred on her face. This sentence made Guo Zhenbei feel more comfortable. It makes people wonder whether he is mean, and the more he is scolded, the happier he is.
People who think like this should say that they have no social experience, and even have seven or six orifics about the feelings of men and women. As if it was said in the crosstalk, the so-called beating is kissing, scolding is love, and kicking with love!
"Yes, although they are harmless to humans and animals now, they will definitely be able to break free when zombies evolve in the future."
This time, Guo Zhenbei no longer hesitated. He stepped on the anti-theft fence, and the earthen spear in his hand easily broke the glass. The sound of broken glass caused the group of zombies downstairs**. The deep and gloomy roar, holding the cold winter wind, makes people feel creepy.
Guo Zhenbei, who is hanging in the air, no longer cares about this. He is no longer the one he used to be.
The two legs on the protective bar bent, and then his body swung up. The native spear in his hand was raised and stabbed at the chest of the almost completely good male zombie with the power of his body echoing.
"Puff!"
The slight sound of the triangular scraper piercing the skin, and the triangular scraper that has been sharpened on the grinding wheel has hardly been hindered. The male zombie immediately turned into a straight corpse, and he hung on the rope and stopped all his movements. At the same time, Teng Qing had already killed the female zombie with an obvious wound on the arm with the pneumatic nail gun in her hand.
It can be imagined that when the disaster comes, mothers hold the zombie children and would rather be bitten and scratched by the children than let go of their arms. Maybe not everyone can understand this kind of love, just like not everyone can understand what little grandpa and grandma do.
At such a close distance, the nail gun easily penetrated the skull of the female zombie. Similarly, she hardly struggled and ended the existence of zombieization. Teng Qing's eyes stopped on the arm of the young female zombie, and then asked Guo Zhenbei with puzzlement.
"Why don't you stab your head?"
At this time, Guo Zhenbei, who pulled out a spear from the chest of a male zombie, explained to Teng Qing, letting her understand how ridiculous it was to watch TV and movies in the past.
According to the swallow, human beings are like the most sophisticated machinery. So as long as it is mechanical, it must have a power source. In the past, zombie movies, TV, and novels have deliberately avoided this scientific problem. There is no doubt that the power source of human beings is the heart that is constantly beating under weak bioelectric stimulation. When destroying a machine, what can be more effective than directly destroying its power source?
Teng Qing was stunned for a moment. Obviously, whether she watched TV in the past or actually killed zombies now, she had never thought about this problem. Now, in retrospect, almost all works of art related to the biochemical apocalypse have deliberately avoided this problem. There is no doubt that it is because when the head is blown open, it will definitely bring a stronger visual and spiritual shock.
This proves that sometimes for the needs of art, works of art have to sacrifice some truth.
"But according to the swallow, the heart is less likely to be hit. Because it is protected by ribs, and the size of the heart is much worse than the head, it is more effective to hit the head. It's just... I don't want their family to be too ugly!"
Guo Zhenbei didn't know what Teng Qing was thinking, so he went on. This couldn't help but make Teng Qing look at him with some strange eyes.
"I didn't expect that he was still an emotional person."
Her eyes looked at the steel nail shot by the nail gun in her hand, breaking the female zombie on her cheek. Compared with a family of four, she does look ugly. With this idea, Teng Qing spoke much more gently to Guo Zhenbei.
"You're right. If you have such an idea next time, remember to tell me in advance!"
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