The Daily Life of a Zombie Cultivator

The biggest problem is the effectiveness of this girl's abilities and whether she can have other developments in the future.

If so.

That's alright, we can train in a targeted manner.

In order to achieve the goal of becoming more powerful.

But what if there isn't one?

It might be a little inconvenient to reveal the girl's future development direction.

in fact.

Regarding Miss Blood Pack's future plans.

The safest option is to report it to higher authorities.

Let Uncle Chen, the guy in slippers, or that guy with the icy face figure out a way to train them.

The advantage of doing this is that it is standardized and makes the training of Shen Zhaozhao's abilities more reliable.

of course.

Most importantly, the higher-ups will definitely provide corresponding benefits, which will alleviate Shen Zhaozhao's family's financial problems to some extent.

But the disadvantages are also obvious.

It means I have to do things for them.

That is, going to work.

The thought that if Shen Zhaozhao were to be recruited by higher authorities in the future, she might end up like Chen Shaojie, a lazy and undisciplined individual with a strong class mentality.

She couldn't help but shudder.

Forget it.

You'd better figure it out yourself.

Really.

Is it easy for a guy to maintain a competent blood bank?

Being both a father and a mother...

"boss!"

"Hey!"

"Give me a bag of duck blood for 20 yuan."

"Okay~"

Xiao Jiang smiled and put a piece of duck blood into a box, handed it over, and took the money along the way.

But at that moment...

The customer suddenly pointed to the duck blood next to him and asked curiously:

"Boss, why is your duck blood 50 yuan?"

"Because this is a special deluxe edition..."

"What's the difference?"

"There are many... For example, the texture. The special-supply duck blood is smoother and more tender than the regular kind, and it's also more nutritious, being a special-supply..."

As they talked...

Xiao Jiang's voice suddenly faded away.

At that moment, a guess suddenly flashed through her mind.

I had always wondered why I reacted so strongly to Shen Zhaozhao's blood.

It doesn't matter to other people.

Thinking about it now...

The reason is about to be revealed…

"Boss? Boss? Give me a piece of the special edition to try."

"Oh, 80."

"Huh? Why is it so expensive?"

"Hey buddy, you don't understand... even duck blood has its lineage. Come on, let me tell you the story behind this piece of duck blood..."

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the other side.

Inside Jiangzhou City.

Here, tall buildings stand side by side, and countless cars crowd the streets.

Every now and then there would be a horn blaring once or twice.

It resonated with the flavor of the city.

But just then...

A streamlined, all-black vehicle hovers about five meters above the ground.

Ignoring the congested traffic below, they sped along the highway.

With a 'whoosh' sound.

The shockwave it created caused passersby below to stop and stare.

"Whose hovercar is this now?"

"I don't know, I didn't see the number clearly."

"But judging from the direction they're coming from, it seems like they're coming back from the East District."

...

"East District?"

"Isn't that the rust belt?"

What are superhumans doing over there?

...

"I heard there have been more missing persons in the area."

"The superhumans must have been there for the past investigation."

...

"Tsk tsk."

"As expected, the outer areas are still not as safe as the main city."

Hearing this...

The people around immediately wore expressions of taking it all for granted.

Except for a certain shirtless burly man who happened to be passing by.

He merely glanced at it, gave a disdainful snort, and then turned and walked into the side path.

A fleeting moment.

Much later.

The man arrived in front of a quaint three-story building.

Standing.

As a faint light swept across his pupils.

With a 'whoosh' sound.

The door opened.

A crisp sound rang out at the same time.

Welcome!

"The House of the Extraordinary".

In this regard.

The man simply nodded and walked straight inside.

The room was empty at that moment.

The decor, which has a traditional Chinese style, is completely devoid of outsiders.

Only behind the innermost bar, a middle-aged man wearing glasses sat, casting a surprised and amused glance at them.

"Oh."

"Isn't this our Ma Jiudao?"

"What, changing your delivery address again?"

Hearing this...

The man didn't react much. He walked to the bar and casually pulled out a document from a stack of files on the counter.

He picked up a pen, scribbled something on the document, and then pushed it over.

Upon seeing this.

The man behind the bar simply adjusted his glasses.

He took it and glanced at it.

“Ma Ji Pork, located in the farmers' market at No. 88 Renmin Road, East Seventh District, Old City.”

"It's still the same as before, taking 50% of your benefits and replacing it with pork, and sending it to you monthly, right?"

After confirming that there were no objections, he then...

He pushed the camera next to him, scanned the man's eyes to make sure there were no problems, then picked up the official seal and slammed it on.

"Row."

"It's done."

However, just as the man was about to turn around and leave...

The bespectacled man suddenly called out to him.

"Old Ma".

"You're in the East 7th District now, right?"

"Perfect timing, I have some news here about the Huang family, who are involved in the military."

"I wonder if you'd be interested?"

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at the same time.

The entrance to a special ward at a military hospital.

Xiao Yejia sat on the bench with a droopy face.

While fiddling with her braids, she would occasionally glance timidly at the ward door.

Although the ward door is closed at the moment.

But the angry curses coming from inside reached her ears one after another.

"395 insects!"

"Did you get struck by lightning? Did you learn the calming mantra for nothing?"

"What about introspection?"

"So many bugs are swimming in your body, and you can't see a single one?"