AWB Chapter 179: The Lost Sheep: The Unrivaled Stubborn One (6)
Chapter 179: The Lost Sheep: The Unrivaled Stubborn One (6)
The battle against the weak combination is confirmed!
[Meow——]
I am autistic!
I gulped down two liters of pure milk in one breath, and my stomach was so bloated that it was as big as a bucket, but it couldn't suppress the anger in my heart!
I just want to ask, who carries a drawing board, paint brush, notebook, and hand-painted screen when running away from zombies? !
Even those complicated power cables and data cables were not forgotten...
ヾ(。￣□￣)?゜゜゜
Just asking, who else?!
If it weren’t for the Yamaguchi-gumi as their big backer, these two nerds + the big stick duo would have been eaten up to the point of nothing left!
Fortunately, when I saw Du Ruo wearing a jacket, I thought she was an expert in wilderness survival...
MD, I can't help but suspect that it must be because I got up in the wrong way this morning and my eyes are covered with eye boogers. There is no such thing as a master. I really want to hit someone now!
[Crack, crack, crack——]
The ewe burped loudly and fell down contentedly, leaving behind a small pile of plastic bags on the ground.
Given its usual eating habit of eating everything without leaving any leftovers, if it can eat until it can't eat any more, that would be the limit!
Du Ruo lay on her hand-painted screen, switching shortcut keys with her left hand, and drawing a few strokes with her right hand. Then she stretched her head to take a closer look at the mother and son Yangyang who were addicted to eating opposite her, and continued to draw.
The brightness of the hand-painted screen made her oval face with soft lines look completely free of worldly air.
At the other end, Yamaguchi Koharu was holding a drawing board with a thick layer of paint on his palette, which was smeared with a scraper in various colors. Under his brush, the basic outline of the scene of the girl holding a sheep in his mind was gradually emerging.
One paints sheep in front of his eyes, the other paints gods in his mind. Their painting styles are completely different.
If we really talk about whose painting is better, there is really no difference between them.
[Crack, crack, crack——]
【What? 】
I turned my head and saw the mother sheep, who was well fed and satisfied, with her eyelids drooping. I couldn't help laughing.
Go to sleep, I'm here!
Because of the style of painting, Du Ruo's painting did not require very detailed depiction of details, so she finished it earlier than Yamaguchi Koharu. She pressed the save button and exported the image to a USB flash drive.
Today, the outside world's network has been paralyzed, which is as painful as being skinned and having cramps pulled for Internet addicts.
The contents in the USB drive are now her lifeblood.
Du Ruo was a little hungry, so he took out his bag, but it was empty...
There were about seventy pieces of bread and ham in it, all gone—
Into the ewe's belly.
[Meow——]
Alas, I feel embarrassed to have such a mother.
I quickly searched around in the space, remembering that when I raided the convenience store before, I collected all the popular daily necessities on the counter.
Because they can't be eaten, these things have filled up a small corner.
Ha, I found it. There really is a lighter and several large boxes of small stove charcoal blocks.
Before the disaster, this thing was not worth giving away, but now it has become a life-saving thing.
As soon as Du Ruo turned around, a delicate little thing was thrown into her arms.
(???w???) She rubbed her eyes, thinking she had seen it wrong!
[Meow——]
I tucked my two front legs into my arms, hiding my achievements and fame.
Over the next few days, this makeshift family of four lived happily together, totally oblivious to the hell on earth that was unfolding outside.
Even the Yamaguchi-gumi, which has dominated the local area for hundreds of years, can no longer hold on.
The ordinary people outside are infected with the zombie virus. They only have the instinct of bloodthirsty devouring, and their fighting ability is not very good.
But the Yamaguchi-gumi's internal members are all muscular fighters, and almost only one in ten strongholds in the city center survived, and all of them fell.
The members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, when they were humans, were good at brandishing swords and guns, but when they turned into zombies, they were also very powerful. Each one of them could sweep across a large area, and ordinary zombies were no match for them.
Ichiro Yamaguchi was worried about the safety of his grandson. The ninja he sent out to protect Koharu had no news and most likely became someone else's food on the way.
Right now, he doesn't have many people he can use, and each one of them is the elite among the elite.
[Baka! Damn that Mitsui Shiraha! I'm going to grind him to dust!!!]
Ichiro Yamaguchi is not young anymore. When he was young, he personally fought in battles for territory, and he has accumulated many old injuries. As he got older, all his problems were exposed. Now, he is sitting in a wheelchair and is carried away by these loyal subordinates.
Alas, he didn’t want to mention the embarrassment of the past few days.
After Nitta-kun met with Koike Hanako, he had no way of knowing whether the cabinet had come up with an effective charter, as the communication had been cut off...
At this moment, Koike Hanako, who was hiding in the cabinet safe house, was in a state of panic all day long. The zombies at the exit were gathering more and more, and there were probably tens of thousands of them.
What’s even more terrifying is that the power reserves, food and drinking water inside the safe house are severely insufficient.
More than 200 sets of cameras distributed outside were also smashed. Only a few hidden corners of the entire display screen could still see the situation outside, and the rest turned into snow dots.
Koike Hanako was anxiously discussing a breakout plan with her deputy bodyguard. The map unfolded on the table had already been circled and dotted with red pen, making it a mess, just like her mind, with no clue at all.
She had no idea from the beginning to the end that Mr. Nitta, who was actively giving advice and constantly saying "Hi hi hi hi" under her, was a spy planted by the Yamaguchi-gumi next to her.
Whenever there are new trends, new policies or confidential matters, Nitta-kun will pass them back through special means as soon as he finds out.
People who play politics and rule, no matter whether they are men or women, all have black hearts. Ichiro Yamaguchi is respectful to the cabinet on the surface, but he has to be on guard against it secretly!
If it weren't for the message from Nitta-kun, how would he have known that this catastrophe on earth was actually caused by the damn Mitsui Shiraa!
The research base of Experiment No. 1 is just 50 meters below the Tokyo Tower. Japan is an island country, so that idiot with shit in his brain doesn't have to worry about poking through the land...
The failed experimental subject was the first generation of zombies. It bit the white coat of the laboratory worker to death and escaped, destroying even the original data for reference.
Ichiro Yamaguchi was so angry that his chest heaved violently and he almost vomited blood. However, in order to stabilize the morale of the troops, he swallowed it down.
Baka! Baka, his whole family! This heinous crime deserves to be dug up and whipped!
He has only two sons, one daughter and two grandchildren. Now the status of only Yamaguchi Koharu is confirmed. The fate of the others is unknown.
Hei, who is busy with his work, is sitting in a pavilion surrounded by water, feeling the cold wind blowing. He looks worried and anxious about the safety of his descendants.
Yamaguchi Koharu, the unfilial grandson who is bored to death, is hugging his girlfriend like a sticky candy in the safe little house and wants to cling to her.
ヾ(。￣□￣)?゜゜゜
All I can say is that the sorrows and joys of this world are not shared.
[Meow——]
Otherwise, I should go out. I shouldn't be here. I should be in the frozen meat area of the cold storage downstairs...
[Crack, crack, crack——]
You see, the mother sheep also agreed. After a few days, its size had more than doubled right under everyone's eyes. It could no longer be called a sheep. It was a two-horned beast that was more powerful than a lion!
As its size grew, its appetite also increased. I had already taken out all the edible things in my space and had eaten them all up neatly by it.
People often say that the young boy makes his father poor, what am I? !