The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Press the shower gel pump head.

The transparent colloid was squeezed onto the brush.

Scrub vigorously with a brush.

The white foam quickly turned black and was carried away by the water.

Rinse it off.

Squeeze in again.

Rinse again.

I washed it three times until the water that came out was completely transparent.

The red feathers of the Tyrant Chicken were completely soaked and clung tightly to its body.

Its once imposing size has shrunk considerably.

It drooped its head and squatted in the corner of the pool.

The live stream chat was still scrolling rapidly.

[Isn't this being a bit too cautious? They just dragged him in to wash his feet?]

[Nonsense, it's a zombie virus, bro! Even a tiny bit of it and you're all done for.]

If it were me, I'd probably be even more cautious than the streamer!

[I've learned something new! The first thing to do after killing zombies is physical disinfection. This streamer's survival instinct is off the charts.]

[Where did Little Tyrant's domineering aura go when he cut off the zombie's hand? Hahaha, now he's really soaked to the bone.]

[The little tyrant looks weird... weirdly cute when it gets wet.]

[...Daqing Oilfield has arrived.]

[It turns out that even the fiercest pet is afraid of a tigress. Seeing its pitiful look is heartbreaking.]

The mouse tail juice tore off a blue, dry towel.

Wrap the entire rooster in its coat and toss it onto the toilet seat next to it.

Just as I was about to dry it, a warm feeling washed over me from the inside out.

The Little Tyrant's wet fur dried instantly.

Mouse Tail Juice: "..."

Well, that saves us the trouble of blowing air.

Bullet comments:

[Haha, the streamer must be dumbfounded.]

Don't forget, my little tyrant is a fire-type, how could he be afraid of a little water?

[The little tyrant is so fluffy after his bath, it feels so sweet to kiss.]

"Mom, I want this. I really like this."

[Let's form a group and steal a Little Tyrant (a popular Chinese game console). Raise your hand if you agree!]

【Me! Me! Me! !!!】

[On another note, does not having a spot in Wasteland Era mean there's really no way to get a pet?]

[Same question. A servant-level pet plus food only costs ten source crystals, which works out to less than 60,000 yuan. It's like nobody can afford that. I'll just pay 100,000! Can anyone bring me a pet egg?]

Wow, who taught you to calculate it like that? But now that you've done it that way, it really seems like a great deal. I want one too!

[The first time I felt the proportion of Source Crystals was low was when Source Crystal prices were at their highest.]

[Sure enough, everyone on Douyin has at least ten million yuan in savings; I'm the only poor person here.]

[Friends, you guys can't do this to us! You didn't even say a word about the 200 spending points required for withdrawal!]

[Didn't you read the official announcement for Wasteland Era? Aren't spending points just earned by consuming Source Crystals at the Remote Shop? I don't need any consumable items, so why should I pay for this? Besides, I'm not playing for free; I pay a service fee too.]

At this moment, Haoziweizhi has no time to care about the discussions among his viewers.

She turned around and walked towards the phone holder hanging on the wall hook.

Reach out and pinch the pivot.

Pull it to the right with force.

The image on the screen flipped rapidly before finally settling on a clean, white tiled wall.

The sound of the fabric being pulled could be heard.

The clothes fell to the bottom of the plastic basin.

The shower head was turned on.

The sound of water violently hitting the floor tiles filled the live broadcast room.

The screen was instantly covered with a bunch of question marks.

【？？？？？】

[What kind of scenes are off-limits to my esteemed Gold VIP status?]

[Anchor, you're showing no sportsmanship! Turn the camera around here!]

[I'll pay! I'll pay, okay? Don't get me wrong, I'm just concerned about whether the streamer is injured!]

Yes, yes, yes, it's our duty as viewers to check the streamer's wounds!

Mouse Tail Juice ignored these opportunistic protests.

Warm water was constantly washing over my arms, shoulders, and cheeks.

She checked each of her exposed skin areas one by one.

Between the fingers, inside the wrist, and along the edge of the neck.

Wash everything thoroughly.

It was confirmed that there was no blood on the skin and no cuts or scratches.

Only after confirming everything did Haoziweizhi leave the bathroom.

Put on a loose-fitting black long-sleeved tracksuit.

Pull the zipper all the way to the top.

The live-streaming equipment was fastened back to his chest.

Haoziwei opened the bathroom door and strode towards the entrance.

The grayish-white severed hand lay quietly on the floor tiles.

The incision at the wrist was smooth and clean, exposing the white bone.

The dark blood congealed into several clumps around it.

She brought a pair of tongs and a double-layered black garbage bag from the kitchen.

Carefully place it into the deepest part of the garbage bag.

I tied four knots and threw them into a covered trash can.

An entire bottle of pungent 84 disinfectant was poured directly onto a plastic mop.

The mop was pressed hard against the floor tiles.

Pushing and pulling back and forth.

She must minimize the potential hazards in her living environment.

Four hundred thousand spectators watched this detailed cleaning instruction.

Despite the lack of fast-paced combat, the number of viewers in the live stream continued to rise.

Some people are documenting this rigorous infection prevention procedure frame by frame.

The reason is simple: better safe than sorry.

What if I encounter the same situation myself?

Many people felt that her method of processing rat tail juice was indeed very detailed, and that they certainly couldn't do it as well as she could.

Another group of people are debating whether such cleaning is necessary.

Just then.

A system message with a gold border slid out from the right side of the screen and stopped in the center.

[Don't look at the whitewashing yet! Have you all seen the latest announcement for Wasteland Era?]

This message instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The post quickly went viral with follow-up inquiries.

[What announcement? Is the official Wasteland Era team going to add more open beta slots?]

Hey bro, don't spread rumors, I'll believe it!

[Holy crap! Breaking news!]

[Just came from the forum. Wasteland Era has just updated with a detailed announcement regarding the pet system.]

Dozens of comments relaying the announcement were superimposed on each other.

That's roughly it.

The announcement clearly states that all pets carry extremely high concentrations of zombie virus antibodies.

[You will absolutely not be infected by the zombie virus!]

[Not only that, keep reading!]

The official list of regular pet foods explicitly includes the word "zombie"!

The viewers in the live stream went wild in an instant.

The barrage of comments was scrolling across the screen at a visible speed.

At this moment, Little Tyrant was squatting on the living room floor.

His eyes were full of grievance.

After a three-second silence.

The entire screen was completely filled with dense "hahahahaha".

【Huh? Hahaha! So Little Tyrant's wash was for nothing?】

[This is hilarious! Not only are they immune to infection, but zombies are their food source!]

[After all that, the zombies were just little cookies for pets.]

[Surprised? Unexpected?! This hardcore infection prevention tutorial was a complete waste of time!]

[Not really. Even if pets aren't afraid, aren't people?]

No wonder Little Tyrant was so decisive when he cut off the zombie's hand; he saw the takeout had arrived.

[Little Tyrant: Hey, my takeout is here, hee hee...]

My owner thought takeout was unhealthy and threw it away, hehe...