Daily life in Zongman

"But~ If it's your younger brother~ It's okay~"

"This sentence is not a joke~"

"That's right~"

Xue No Shen Dong turned around a few times and asked, "Do you like this outfit?"

"Hmm~ Can you praise me more~ I'm very happy~ You can understand that you like this outfit, right~"

"Then I'll go back to my bedroom first. If there are any costumes you want to see, please let me know in advance."

"No matter what you want to see, I can wear it for you. As long as it's your request, I can do it."

"Hee~"

A charming laugh came out of the Snow Girl's mouth. After returning to the bedroom, as the early morning bells rang, she waited for her lover's embrace.

The wind and snow climbed up to the window, and it was a moonless night.

On Saturday, June 6.22, when Yukino woke up in the middle of winter, she felt lazy all over and extremely warm and comfortable.

She was satisfied with her body, but she did not forget yesterday's plan and started hypnosis step by step.

"My sister has been watching TV lately and has tried to learn hypnosis~"

"Are all TV shows performances? No, that's impossible..."

"Anyway! Let me try it!"

"Brothers are not allowed to coax their sisters, understand? If you fail, just tell your sister."

"Then I'll start. Brother, you sit on the sofa and don't move."

“First, I massaged my head and felt relaxed.”

"Then..."

An hour later, Yukino Fuyu looked at her lover in front of her and swallowed.

It seems, maybe, should... it really succeeded!

After confirming that the hypnosis was successful, she suppressed her celebration and began to think about what to do.

First, the most important one: "When the sister says 'Today is Wednesday,' the brother will think it is Wednesday and will not doubt it no matter what information he sees. When the sister says 'You got the wrong time,' the brother will return to normal cognition."

Xue No Shendong swallowed his saliva, confirmed that this one was successful, and began to think about the next one.

When modifying consciousness during hypnosis, it is not advisable to do it too much the first time, 2 to 3 times is best. She chose the safest two times this time, so she should be more cautious the second time.

Should I make my younger brother think of me as his pet cat, to be petted at will? Or should I make him think that the proper way to greet someone is to kiss them? Or should I reduce my presence in his eyes to zero, and then try some new tricks?

After pondering for a long time, Xue No Shen Dong decided to fulfill the wish that had not been fulfilled for a long time.

Let my younger brother become more domineering.

Even though he had grown into a tall and strong man, he was always very gentle when treating her. It wasn't that this was bad, but... sometimes, Yukino Fuyu also wanted to be suppressed, forced, and used as an object.

Should she just say, "Be rougher, more violent," or something like that? Yukino Shendong considered it for a moment, but decided against it. It was mid-morning, and she, being gentle, chose moderation, softly whispering her second line of hypnosis: "Brother, you can be more spontaneous. Just be happy and do whatever feels good to you."

After confirming that the second one was also successful, Yukino Shindong ended the first hypnosis.

-

Fujiwara Haru blinked and found that it was almost twelve o'clock. Was she so comfortable during the massage that she fell asleep?

He actually had memories of his hypnosis, but they were subconsciously stored in the memory hut, and he would look through them when he needed to practice. Now, it seemed to him that he had just fallen asleep while playing a hypnosis game with Sister Shendong.

As for whether he was actually hypnotized, Fujiwara Haru didn't even think about it. How could it be possible? He was a fifth-level being, a T0 being below the divine realm. How could a mobile phone app, a magic item, or a strange coin hypnotize him?

Although the fifth level of concentration has not yet been fully achieved and the mental power has not yet been transformed into the level of spiritual consciousness, it still has some resistance to those strange things.

Therefore, the reason why Yukino Shindong was able to succeed so smoothly was very simple. She did not rely on any strange props, but simply succeeded with her own suggestion skills.

Fujiwara Haru can automatically defend against hypnosis with those strange gadgets, but Yukino Fuyuki can't. To be more precise, she has no defense against Yukino Fuyuki.

She is on the whitelist.

Noticing that it was almost twelve o'clock, Fujiwara Haru quickly put on the big bag he had prepared long ago, then looked at Yukino Shindong, wondering how long the Purple Star Gate would last this time.

I had originally planned to explain in detail this morning that I was going on a long trip, but when I woke up, I didn't have much time left, so it was too late to explain in detail.

Moreover, compared to talking, I would rather do something that I won’t be able to do for a long time.

He bent down and held Sister Shendong in his arms.

After the last few minutes of joy ended on time, he left a message saying "wait for me to come back" and disappeared.

-

On the vast sea of clouds, Fujiwara Haru returned once again. Beneath the azure sky lay the rolling sea of clouds, and beyond the sea of clouds, between heaven and earth, lay the majestic deity.

The body is blurred by the clouds and mist, and only a few curved horns can be seen, which are full of divinity and grandeur.

After looking around, I found that the people on the Cloud Sea platform this time were not the ten people at the beginning of last time, nor the five people who passed the level at the end.

There were more than ten thousand people, and a quick glance revealed a dense crowd. But everyone was very quiet, without any noise.

Fujiwara Haru tried to speak, but found that no sound came out, and he roughly understood what was going on.

This time, the Lord God should have recovered a lot and be able to arrange more people. In order to facilitate management, he has lifted the ban on everyone.

The God of Heaven and Earth spoke, his voice still gentle, like a caring mother's: "Don't panic, human. Good afternoon."

"I am Tiamat, the god who created this world."

"The missing population in this world needs to be replenished, and the other world needs to be saved. I need some help."

"Next, you will arrive at a doomsday world, and you will need to survive there until I complete the fusion of that world."

"That doomsday world isn't dangerous, just be careful."

"What kind of apocalyptic world is this?"

Fujiwara Haru felt that he was being watched. He didn't say anything just now, but he was curious in his heart.

The Lord God's voice was gentle: "According to humans, it's the zombie apocalypse. You need to survive in a world where 80% of humans have turned into zombies."

"Please do your best to survive. I will give you points based on your performance, and then give you different rewards based on your ranking."

"Don't worry about death. The dead will return here. After everyone returns, the dead will have their relevant memories erased and return to normal life."

"You will enter the doomsday world as a team."

"Now, please choose your teammates."

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"If you want to quit, you can do so now. The team formation time is half an hour, so please pay attention to the time."

After the God finished his last words, Fujiwara Haru felt a noisy sound gradually coming from the Yunhai platform.

After the observation just now, he saw some familiar faces among these tens of thousands of people. Fujiwara Haru planned to find everyone and form a team to facilitate subsequent team operations.

First, I walked a few steps to the right and found Futaba in the crowd. Her iconic gray hair and glasses made her very easy to recognize at a glance.

At this time, Futaba Rio was looking around nervously for something. She was wearing casual clothes that were convenient for movement and carrying a backpack with some supplies she had prepared.

"Futaba, here, here."

He waved his hand to indicate that he was here.

Futaba Rio, who was a little nervous at first, breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to her side: "Fujiwara, you really do know something, so I'll prepare in advance."

"Well, I know a little."

Simply responded.

Futaba didn't ask why she knew that. She was extremely curious about knowledge and the privacy of the people she loved, but she would never explore these secrets.

In her opinion, the secrets of a loved one are something that needs to be protected together, not something that can be explored at will to satisfy one's curiosity.

Fujiwara Haru picked up the backpack that Futaba was carrying with one hand, and after confirming that it was not too heavy and would not affect her activities too much, she did not take it off to help carry it. After all, it contained the survival supplies that Futaba had prepared for this trip.

"Let's go. I saw a few familiar friends who we can bring over to form a team."

Fujiwara Haru started moving towards the next teammate.

"If I remember correctly, Fujiwara's friends are all beautiful girls."

Futaba followed behind him with a not-so-venomous complaint.

"No, Kanzaki Sama and Ogiwara Issa will cry when they hear this. They've suddenly been turned into beautiful girls. Oh wait, Kanzaki Sama might be very happy? I talked to him recently and he said he's doing idol training."

"Are the two of them right next to you right now? I understand. They're the kind of friends you imagine because you don't have any, right?"

A slightly venomous complaint.

"It's not an imaginary friend!"

"Is it true? I've never heard you say that before, Fujiwara."

"Ogihara Issa is the president of Ogihara Foods. We're good friends that I met by chance, but I didn't have the chance to introduce him to you, so I never mentioned him. But as for Kanzaki Soma, you should know him, Futaba. He was the president of the kendo club in the same junior high school as us."

"No impression, no concern."

Futaba rarely has any impression of people who are not in the same class as her, and she doesn't care much about others.

"Okay, okay, I'll introduce it to you later when there's a chance."

Fujiwara Haru, who had been walking in front to lead the way while chatting, stopped and found his second teammate.

The girl before him wore a pure white cloth headband and a loose white dress that fell to just above her knees, covering her round, smooth thighs. She didn't reveal any of her natural beauty, but her slender, tender calves were exceptionally graceful. She was shoeless, her feet, as white as milk sugar, resting on the platform, their ten scallions white and soft.

The girl seemed to have been teleported here while she was relaxing at home on the weekend. She was only wearing simple home clothes.

Her face was filled with anguish as she pondered whether to return or participate in this mysterious event. This extraordinary event, if not a dream, was truly a precious opportunity. Even if there wasn't a particularly great reward, just the experience itself could yield a lot.

The people around the girl kept glancing at her, and someone had already invited her to join a team.

"In a zombie apocalypse, the teammates I look for are weak and beautiful girls. If they don't have dirty thoughts, then they are idiots with poor IQ. So, which one are you? I really can't figure out why I want to team up with you. Please go back."

The venomous girl turned down the invitation with a cold expression. She didn't want to team up with people she didn't know, let alone those lustful people. Teaming up with them in a doomsday world was extremely dangerous.

After pondering for a while, the girl decided to give up on this mysterious incident and choose to go home. After all, in the apocalyptic world, sometimes death is not the only danger. Uncontrolled desire from the opposite sex can be more terrifying than death.

The disadvantages outweigh the advantages, so it’s safer to go home.

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"Senior Shiyu, wrap this around your neck."

Fujiwara Haru walked over to the girl and took off his coat, which was one of the equipment he was wearing. After all, he didn't know what the other world was like, so appropriate warm clothing was necessary.

The girl, Kasumigaoka Utaha, was stunned when she heard this affectionate address and looked up to see Fujiwara Haru. She looked at the coat being handed to her, without objecting to the address. She bit her lips, which were about to smile inappropriately in surprise, and took the coat, wrapping it around her waist.

The sleeves were tied at the lower abdomen, and the hem fell past the knees, covering a lot of the calves.

"Qingjun is here too. So, does Qingjun want to join in?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally changed the way she addressed him.

"Well, I'm ready to participate. Does Senior Shiyu want to participate? If so, you can join my team."

Just now, when Kasumigaoka Utaha saw Fujiwara Haru, the indifferent expression on her face disappeared. At this moment, she bit her lips lightly, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

The words she spoke were no longer as sharp as before, but gentle: "Of course, but Qingjun has to protect me. I don't have the ability to fight zombies or anything like that, so I can only do logistics work. If something bad happens to me, I will bite my tongue to commit suicide, and then I will bite you, Qingjun, hard as punishment for your failure to protect me."

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

"Then I'll join."

After confirming that his senior had joined the team, Fujiwara Haru rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a spare shirt. He hadn't packed shoes or socks; they weren't essential and would have taken up space. He did bring a change of clothes, as they were useful for covering his modesty.

He tore open his shirt and then sat on the ground: "Senior Shiyu, lift your feet. If you can't stand steadily, you can hold on to my shoulders."

Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously obeyed and her face instantly turned red after her feet were held. As a veteran of the second dimension, she knew a lot and often made some naughty jokes, but it was the first time for her feet to be touched. She had never experienced this before and she instantly became shy.

Fujiwara Haru lowered his head, not noticing Kasumigaoka Utaha's blushing face. Instead, he carefully checked the soles of his feet, finding them clean and dust-free. He guessed that they must have been teleported in while he was lying in bed at home, or perhaps his slippers had fallen to the floor while he was sitting on the sofa.

The small feet are not big and feel very good to hold. The tender and soft soles of the feet are slightly concave. If the feet are put together, a pink foot pit should naturally form in the middle.

He gripped it and squeezed it gently. A small exclamation of "Ah ..." echoed from above.

Thinking that he would have to find other teammates later, he had to move quickly. He did not play with it too deeply, but instead carefully wrapped the feet with the torn shirt fabric.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's face flushed red, and she felt like her brain had lost its ability to think. As a delicate and sensitive JK writer, she inevitably searched for a lot of information when writing. She knew a lot, but she had never experienced it herself. When her feet were held, she panicked for a moment.