The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

"That man named Shi Liu came back two minutes after leaving the cake shop, then spent ten yuan to buy a bag of toast and left?"

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"correct."

As Di Jia spoke, she leaned against a stone bench to make way for someone pushing a cart.

After everyone left, she continued:

"Actually, that's not the point."

"The key point is that the money he gave me had bloodstains on it."

Blood?

Upon hearing this word, one of the zombies instinctively raised its head.

Then he watched as the girl nodded seriously.

Stare at it for a while.

Xiao Jiang suddenly smiled.

"You mean, this person had no money on him, but went out and robbed ten dollars to fulfill your wish?"

"And then you came here and bought a loaf of bread from you?"

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"I know this is a bit unbelievable!"

But...but...

Under the amused gaze of the corpse, Di Jia finally succumbed.

He squeezed into the slaughter area, looking furious.

Leap over the stone slab area on the ground.

He took a few steps and pushed open the door of a butcher's house.

Before they could even step inside...

She was blocked by a skinny white cat.

"Wow!"

"Jiang Shi!"

"You have a cat?"

Little Dijia instantly forgot how she had been teased and tried to get closer, making little "mmmmmmmm" noises.

But the cat only glanced at her.

He crawled under the cabinet and disappeared without a trace.

The proud and aloof kitten immediately piqued Di Jia's interest.

I immediately wanted to crouch down and look for where the kitten was hiding.

but.

But a voice stopped her.

"Don't think about it."

"This cat is very wild and won't let you touch it."

This is the truth.

That morning, Aunt Qin next door lost a sausage, and he thought he could take the opportunity to steal it.

As a result, I almost got scratched.

Xiao Jiang suddenly glared at him.

That's why nothing bad happened.

And now…

Xiao Jiang glanced at the pair of red eyes hiding in the crevice.

She pouted.

That's right.

This white cat is the same strange beast that Xiao Jiang beat to death last night.

As a result, after pulling out those three long tongues and bringing them back...

This thing then becomes like a cat.

It can meow, jump, and even find a place to pee.

but.

Xiao Jiang didn't want a pet cat.

What she wanted was the coffin lid that had covered her for eight hundred years!

"Meow~"

Meow, you idiot.

Xiao Jiang rolled her eyes, then inserted the knife she had just sharpened into the clamp next to her.

This will happen.

My deskmate came over again and asked me in a warm voice.

"Jiang Shi, does your cat have a name?"

"No."

"How about we call it Little White?"

"It's called a coffin board."

"Huh? It's not..."

"Oh, I just got it."

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the other side.

In the top-floor office of the Inspection Bureau.

Huang Qian rubbed her temples, looked down at the report on the table, took a deep breath, and then looked up.

My gaze fell on the middle-aged man rubbing his legs on the sofa in front of me.

"Are you really not going to report the red-haired monster's information?"

Upon hearing this...

Chen Shaojie applied ointment to his knees.

He smacked his lips.

Why did you report it?

"Are we waiting for another mission from above to capture it?"

He paused for a moment as he spoke.

"team leader."

"Not that I'm saying anything."

"Based on the fighting prowess he displayed last night."

"Our team has seven people; we only have a chance if we stick together."

Huang Qian fell silent after hearing this.

He looked down at the wounds on his body that had been treated with ointment.

Then I thought about the battle scenes from last night.

He didn't say another word.

I closed the folder.

"Row."

"Then I'll upload this report."

"Keep a close eye on the long-tongued monster's whereabouts these next few days."

"The mutants have been cleared out, and they probably won't be coming out anytime soon."

"As for what's behind the scenes..."

however.

The voice giving the order suddenly stopped.

Chen Shaojie looked up with some confusion.

As a result, when he discovered that Huang Qian was suddenly holding her head, displaying an extremely painful posture.

I was taken aback for a moment.

"What's wrong, Captain?"

Is there anything wrong with your body?

He got up, intending to go and check.

But at this moment...

Huang Qian raised one hand, revealing half of her pale face, to stop him, and in a voice clenched through clenched teeth, she uttered each word carefully:

"Immediately, find Forensic Doctor Han, get the blood test results!!!"

In an instant!

Chen Shaojie was completely furious.

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Chapter Forty-Seven: Research on Corpse Xiao Jiang

The First People's Hospital of the District.

Inside the VIP isolation ward on the sixth floor on the second day of reopening.

now.

Several doctors and nurses were invited to the ward and were conducting a consultation regarding the patient's condition.

Suddenly.

An urgent alarm sounded from the bedside monitor.

"Ventricular fibrillation! Prepare for defibrillation!"

200 joules!

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"not enough!"

"The patient has a special constitution! Continue adding more!"

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"250 joules per dose!"

"Om..."

"250 joules twice!"