The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

Xiao Jiang got up and dragged the iron box out from under the bed.

I opened it and took a look.

Pooh.

Two useless, soft things.

He cursed under his breath.

Next came the normal washing up, makeup (scratching the plaster off the wall), and changing clothes.

After all this is done.

The dominant force in the market, "Jiang's Slaughterhouse," is now open for business.

only.

Business is still dismal today.

Two hours passed.

The only things sent over for the deceased were two ducks and one goose.

There was barely half a pig's head left.

Tell the truth.

Xiao Jiang originally didn't want to take on this business.

But look at that pig face.

She couldn't help but think of Chen Shaojie's round face.

I couldn't resist picking up the boning knife.

I got the hang of it and started operating it.

But it was while cutting the pig's nose that...

A conversation at the nearby information exchange center reached her ears.

"Have you heard? Happy Valley exploded yesterday."

"I know, it's a dangerous materials explosion..."

"What dangerous goods? My relative's son-in-law works for the police station. He said they were catching a monster yesterday..."

"Another monster? The road next door has been closed because of a monster, and now another one is appearing?"

"Who knows? Anyway, the higher-ups are keeping all this information tightly under wraps, constantly deceiving us ordinary folks..."

Speaking of which...

An older woman sighed deeply.

"The world is not peaceful these days..."

however.

No one noticed at that moment.

A zombie chopping up a pig's head lowered its head, grinned, and uttered a muttering that was difficult to decipher.

"hey-hey..."

"monster..."

"Hey hey hey..."

"monster..."

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Excuse me, I work in the butchery business.

in the afternoon.

Inside the market.

Xiao Jiang, who's closing up shop.

She was getting ready to wait at the gate for Ultraman to pick her up and take her to school together.

While passing by the pork shop that was under renovation.

My feet were stuck.

She realized that when the market was originally designed, the interior spaces of all the shops in this row were the same.

If I were to rent this shop next door owned by Lao Luo in the future, could I find some design inspiration in the pork shop beforehand?

Thinking of this, she craned her neck and peered inside.

Ok…

The storefront is quite large.

It would be suitable to set up a large exhibition booth where various types of blood products could be displayed.

Put in fresh duck blood, cooked duck blood, braised duck blood, all of them.

You can also add some blood sausage or pig's blood as a garnish.

Then you can put some human serum albumin on top... cough cough.

Forget about this; it's not even enough for myself to drink.

Next is inside.

Alas?

To be honest, the space is really quite large.

There's so little that can be done in such a big place...

"Little girl."

"What are you looking at?"

A question brought Xiao Jiang back to reality.

She glanced back.

He was a middle-aged man with broad shoulders.

He was wearing a fairly well-fitting suit and looked to be in his forties.

and many more.

This face…

Xiao Jiang was stunned.

"Mr. Ma?"

Upon hearing this, the other party was clearly taken aback.

However, when they noticed the scars on Xiao Jiang's face, they seemed to understand something.

He smiled.

"So it's Master Jiang."

"What, want to come in and have a look?"

???

Dude, are you already at the age where people call you "master"?

Forget it.

It's over 800 years old, so it doesn't matter what we call it.

"No no."

"It was just pure curiosity."

As they were talking.

A timid call drew her attention.

"Jiang Shi, classmate."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiang immediately waved to the boss.

"Um, Mr. Ma, my classmate is calling me, I have to go now."

"Let's have a swordsmanship contest sometime."

After saying that, he quickly slipped away.

Ma Bochang was left standing there, touching his chin with a playful smile on his face.

"Let's spar with swords..."

……

Xiao Jiang, over here, naturally overheard the pork shop owner's mutterings.

But she didn't care and happily went up to Ultraman.

He looked at the milk offered to him by the girl in casual clothes with a high ponytail with a puzzled expression.

"This is…"

"This is for you!"

Tsk tsk.

She truly lives up to her reputation as a young girl.

Kindness towards people is never concealed.

As for Xiao Jiang, her personality is such that if someone treats her well, she will treat them even better.

and so.

At this moment, Xiao Jiang even began to consider whether he should tear off a bag of type O blood and let the girl taste it.

of course.

This is just a consideration.

At this time.

Xiao Jiang suddenly noticed that Ultraman was carrying a bag and drinking milk, and asked him a question out of curiosity.

"what is this?"

"Oh, this is a lab coat. I need to change into it for the anatomy class this afternoon..." Di Jia said, as if she remembered something.

"Oh dear, it seems you don't have a lab coat."

"It's alright, it's alright."

"I'll borrow one for you to use first, and you can return it after it's washed when the new one comes out."

however.

Xiao Jiang doesn't understand the process of borrowing the lab coat yet.

She was taken into the school's changing room.

While weaving among the dozens of female students who were changing clothes.

Only one thought came to mind.

White, pink, round, small, big, huge…

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Han Baiyu hasn't been to the hospital for two days.

Since the last attack on the Third Hospital, which resulted in the collapse of part of the hospital wall.