Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Chapter 108

The peaceful days passed quickly, and another month passed in the blink of an eye. With the hot weather, the originally calm sky, under the staggered temperature, frequently emerged one after another circular airflow called typhoon by humans.

As a coastal city, City C was already suffering from torrential rains as early as April, and the rain became more abundant in June. It would not be an exaggeration to say that City C is now in the rainy season.

Staying at the hotel in the reserve, Moze leisurely drank the cool mountain spring water, and wrung his fingers in idleness.

Count what else can be done.

"Leng Yan, should we go find the space-time machine? Then see how it works? It seems very fun."

Hearing the cold words of this proposal, there was no reaction, but Chen Simeng jumped over from the bed next door, lay on Mo Ze's body, and asked softly: "Master, didn't you say that it is good to stay in this world? Where are you going to travel?" ?”

"Stupid! Time travel doesn't have to change the world, we can travel to some other places." As if you knew how to stop talking, Mo Ze tapped Chen Simeng's forehead lightly, pulling him off his body Pushing it down: "Look, how good it is to go to the highest mountain on the border of China. How good it is to go to Yellowstone Park in the United States. The Arc de Triomphe in Germany, and the Red Square in Russia. Knowing how long it will take, it is better to find the space-time machine directly, and then we will go back and forth!"

"Teleportation? Are you sure you can write the space coordinates? Do you know the xyz coordinate system of these places?" Interrupting Moze's excited fantasy, he took Moze's cup coldly and drank the water in it , disgusted: "Why is there only one cup in the whole room?"

"Well, let's use it, anyway, you don't dislike it, right?" Spreading his hands, before Mo Ze could say the next joke, he saw Chen Simeng pointing to the glass cabinet near the door suspiciously, and said strangely: "But Aren’t there many bottles in there? Can’t they be used to hold water?”

After looking at each other with Leng Yan, he rolled over from the bed at the same time, threw Chen Simeng, who was at a loss, into the bathroom, and shouted at the boy in the translucent bathroom: "You talk a lot! Take a shower quickly! Go to bed after washing Already!"

"Eh? But I'm not wrong!" Chen Simeng sucked the blue sweater and jeans back to his body, gently rubbed the red tentacles that appeared after that, and asked excitedly: "Then I can talk to Master at night." Do you sleep together?"

"Hurry up and take your shower!" Without answering directly, he glanced at Leng Yan lying on the other bed, Mo Ze snapped his fingers in front of Leng Yan who seemed to be stunned, and said loudly: "Xiao Yan smashed Can you come to bed tonight?"

"You are not at your own home now, believe it or not, I will beat you later?"

"By the way, where do you think the space-time machine will be? Or, how does it work? Why would a girl from another world come over and beat me up before being sent back?" Transferred without leaving a trace On the topic, Moze took out two bottles of lemon tea from the glass cabinet and handed them to Leng Yan.

"Because you have an evil heart." After looking at the shelf life of the bottle for a long time, he said with a sneer: "There is still half a month's expiration of the drink, are you sure it's okay to drink it?"

"Whatever, hey, what do you think the space-time machine might look like?" Moze, who seemed to be addicted to this question, squeezed into Leng Yan's bed, holding an opened lemon tea, while tugging at Leng Yan's ears Asking questions with broken hair on the side.

"...Who knows, but I'm sure of one thing." After taking a sip of the lemon tea, which tasted the same, Leng Yan screwed the lid on silently, and threw it beside the pillow.

"What's the matter?" Eyes wide open curiously, pretending to be listening attentively, Moze also became serious and tightened the lid of the lemon tea, staring intently at the stern expression.

He still didn't let go of the strand of soft hair.

"That's...you stop messing with my hair! I'm already sick of the barber cutting my hair like a dog. You're still touching!"

"Where will it be? Your hairstyle is very nice. It's neither long nor short. Why are you scolding the barber?"

Leng Yan's hair is very soft, and it will slide down the palm of your hand when you stroke it lightly. With such hair quality, many girls can't wait to apply conditioner every day to maintain it. As a result, when it comes to Leng Yan, they become objects of dislike .

"Too long! Looks like a mother!"

"Would you? Mother there, she's so handsome!"

"Mommy! The tip of my hair is past my ears! I'm not a mother!"

"That's handsome! I'd like to wear my hair past my ears, but my hair is too stiff and only cuts!"

"I also want to have the same hairstyle as yours! Such a thief!"

"Handsome!"

"Thief girl!"

"Handsome!"

"Mother! I said mother is mother! Whose hair is this!"

"But I look handsome!"

"Ahem..." The sound of water flowing under the cover of the rain and Chen Simeng's reminding cough made the two of them who were still planning to carry that unnutritious topic to the end silently shut their mouths.

"Master, let me tell you a compromise word." Pretentiously clearing his throat, Chen Simeng raised a finger solemnly, pointed at the cold words and shouted: "This is called cute! Right, master?"

"If you dare to say that I'm cute, I'll..." The knuckles of my fingers were cracked by the cold words, squinting my eyes and looking at Moze beside me, it seemed that I was ready to let Moze's blood splatter on the spot.

"Well, not cute, very cute." After finishing speaking, he dodged to the side as expected, snapped his fingers proudly, jumped sideways onto his own bed, hugged the pillow and lifted it up: "Look, no Say you're cute, right? Don't come here! I have a pillow!"

Silently grabbed the pillows on Chen Simeng's bed, slammed them on Mo Ze's body one by one with cold words, pretended to be arrogant and shouted: "I have two! Two! Cute! Make you cute!"

"Haha, I said it's cute!" It didn't hurt to hit someone with a soft pillow, and with his eyes closed to feel the slap of Leng Yan, Mo Ze stretched his body happily, with a righteous look: "Come on! Whatever you want Fight! Anyway, you are cute and cute, it is an objective fact!"

Unexpectedly, the pillow did not hit her body again, but heavy breathing was heard instead, and there were not only three of them.

There are three more people in the room!

Opening his eyes suddenly, Leng Yan was pressed against the wall by a tall figure in a white robe, and beside him were two other men in white robes who were slightly shorter in height, holding a piece of white silver with a strange shape but smooth lines in his hand. piece.

"Heirs of the First Civilization, I give you two choices, obey or die."