Chapter 60
Qiu Limò was born in Zone Five. When he was young, his parents died in a riot. After his parents’ […]
He was born twenty years after the apocalypse. Over the course of forty-five years, he rose from a refugee camp on Third Street to become Huaxia’s number one expert.
In humanity’s final battle against the zombies, he perished together with the Zombie King. Humanity’s nearly seventy years of darkness came to an end, ushering in a new hope.
When he opened his eyes again, three thousand years had already passed.
Before he could even figure out his situation, he was faced with the tragedy of being packaged up and given away.
Scene One: On the battlefield. A black shadow flashed by, accompanied by a cold gleam. A three-meter-long mutant was instantly hacked apart.
“What are you doing here?” the BOSS asked darkly.
Guang calmly sheathed his blade.
“We ran out of soy sauce at home. Came out to buy some. Just passing by.”
Scene Two: Staring at the BOSS’s face, Guang fell silent for a long while. Then he reached out a finger and poked at his expressionless face—the same face that had been stiff the whole time—and said seriously,
“I’m shy.”
“………….” BOSS
Scene Three:
“As the General’s wife, you should be quite skilled with musical instruments, right?” the white lotus asked.
“No.” Guang.
“What about tea ceremony?” the white lotus smiled.
“No.” Guang.
“Painting?” the white lotus continued smiling.
“No.” Guang.
“Then what can you do?” the white lotus asked smugly.
Guang lowered his head in thought.
A moment later, a cold flash streaked through the air. A long blade stopped two centimeters in front of the white lotus’s nose.
“Does killing people count?”
As the words fell—
Crack!
The table split cleanly in half.
Qiu Limò was born in Zone Five. When he was young, his parents died in a riot. After his parents’ […]
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