Chapter 9:

"QUY-" morning report " 

That said, this channel was created by Xingxing, it is not an official transmission, huh? 

The reason we could create such a fast radio channel is because Xingxing is an avid apocalypse enthusiast. He prepared supplies and tools to survive a long time ago. Aungue is already a woman, supplies and skills are still there, so Xingxing will adapt to apocalyptic life faster than anyone. 

Now, let's start informing about today's findings. According to Xingxing drone observations, some troops are parked around the Plaza Ronda, in the city center. It seems that a temporary shelter will be installed. If they are interested, they can go to look at him. Yesterday there was a parade on Toji Street, so there were many zombies. Don't go if you don't want to lose your life .. 

Well, Jesus is all for now! After all, it's just the first day, so I hope you don't care. In addition, Xingxing-chan is very curious. Are each one's abilities different? Are there people who have become women like me? If that is your case, I hope you can contact me on the radio. My frequency is 114514xx. 

"Well, that's it. I hope everyone has a happy apocalypse. I'm going to kill zombies." 

"Eh .. What?" 

Due to the endless and noisy sound of the radio, Bai Ling, who still slept deeply, opened his eyes with great reluctance; At that time I was only liked by a white and spongy pajamas, and his drowsiness seemed soft and apathetic. 

The messy hair was hooked on the edge of its fine pink lips, and the small piece of pajamas that had fallen hung under the shoulders. The weak white feet extended out of the quilt, hanging on the bed like soft and sticky flower cakes. 

In general terms. 

What lazy! 

Do not strive to progress! 

The sun shines in your butt, but you are still lying here, completely unconscious that this is the end of the world. 

But soon, Bai Ling's body inexplicably floated! 

She simply felt sleepy and as if someone took her in her arms like a princess.

But still, she still woke up from her dream: her mouth was open like an idiot, drooling, and her eyes stared at the distance ... 

When she regained meaning, a dazzling sunlight brill on the face of Bai Ling, which forced her to narrow her eyes to look more closely ... 

That was when he realized! Duan HENG had taken her to the balcony! Under the town, there were zombies lying on the wall, asking for food for shouting, stretching the claws and snoring the great white legs of Bai Ling. 

"Ahhh what is happening!" 

Bai Ling finally realized that something was wrong and woke up startled! She grabbed Duan Heng's cuelo and struggled to reach her arms, screaming in fear while doing it: 

Get out strong! Get out strong! I'm going to fall! What the hell are you doing! 

It's glutton! You are sleepy! Ile love playing! 

Duan HENG, who held Bai Ling, had a serious expression. His arms constantly pushed her into the balcony, and a fierce expression was drawn on her face: 

Your combat power is too low and you still act like a saint! I think it is better to say goodbye to zombies. I can take care of this apocalypse alone. Goodbye, Bai Ling! 

"What?! What nonsense are you talking?!" 

Seeing that Duan HENG sent her to the balcony after she finished speaking, Bai Ling was already scared and hugged Duan Heng's neck strongly, refusing to release her: 

"It's very dangerous, idiot! Bájame! 

"IHMM? Something?" 

Upon hearing this, Duan Heng finally lifted his mouth's commissures and revealed a malicious smile: 

-Then you will be you who does all the homework we agree. Shouldn't you have breakfast in the morning? Why don't you get up yet? 

"Isi, I do it! I do!" 

Bai Ling, who was already scared to tears, shouted angry, but did not dare to release Duan Heng, so he could only nod with great: 

I cook breakfast, lunch and dinner! And also mud the floor! OK! 

"Ino!" 

Duan HENG denied it firmly once again. Bai Ling felt anxious and angry to see 

this.

"Why not!" 

Because your apology is not sincere enough! You should say: "Your excellence, Mr. Duan HENG, please forgive me, your humble server." If you don't want them to tear you down, tell me now! 

You! You! 

Upon hearing this, Bai Ling squeezed his teeth with anger and his beautiful face got red. 

But he only hesitated two seconds when Duan HENG took another step forward, scaring Bai Ling so much that he could only scream: 

OK! Do not continue! I said, isn't it right? Hey.. 

"; Hurry and tell me!" 

Duan HENG urged him with pride, but Bai Ling was already looking at Duan HENG with eyes full of resentment: his cheeks were swollen with anger and there were tears of humiliation in the corners of his eyes, which made her seem unfortunate and pretty. 

However... 

Just when Bai Ling opened his mouth a mouth and was about to repeat the humiliating words he had just said. 

He had a very acute view, but suddenly he noticed something. He was stunned slowly extended his hand out of the balcony. 

And there, a translucent object blocked his hand inside the room, making it impossible to fall from the beginning ... well, the floor window to the ceiling. 

In an instant, the room was in a sepulchral silence ... 

Bai Ling radiated murderous instinct, his neck was twisted as a rusty gear. Four or five veins got out of his head, and the corners of his fierce mouth twisted without stopping ... and still Duan Heng kept smiling shyly?! 

Then an acute howl echoed throughout the town! 

"Duan HENG! I'm going to kill you today!" 

"I just tried to spend a joke! No! I was wrong!" 

Then, the time came five minutes later. 

Duan HENG placed hot bread and milk in bowls and plates on the table, but Bai Ling sat in the chair, snuggled in a ball, hugging his right leg, trembling and implying in secret ...

Seeing this scene, Duan HENG sighed speechless and said helplessly: 

"I told you it was a joke, but you took it very seriously. Did you hit your leg?" 

"; Shut up 

mouth!" 

Bai Ling, who still covered his leg, responded angry, with his face full of resentment: right now he was chasing Duan HENG throughout the living room to hit him, but accidentally hit his leg with the exercise team and the pain was so painful that he was unbearable. 

But the good news is that to comfort Bai Ling, Duan HENG took the initiative to prepare breakfast, although he was only heating the bread. 

Look, you're very weak now. You have to rub it for a long time after a small blow. You will be eliminated for the end of the world if you continue. 

Duan HENG said with indifference while chewing the bread: 

But Bai Ling did not even bother to pay attention. He even wrinkled the bread and put it in his mouth, chewing it like a hamster, with a bad mood face. 

However, he soon listened to Duan Heng's serious reminder: 

We also have to drink milk. It is a beautiful resource and we cannot waste it. 

"Ilo I know! You are very insistent!" 

While responding, Bai Ling drank hot milk with rage. The white and delicate liquid slipped through his throat, bringing with him a refreshing scent of milk. This was his first breakfast at the Apocalypse, and Duan Heng himself had prepared it. 

But still, Bai Ling is now fed up with Duan Heng: not only bothers her, but he also likes to make fun of her, which makes Bai Ling really want to hit him! 

Now he just wanted to finish breakfast quickly and return to his room to continue his nap. 

However, a second after finishing a large glass of milk, Duan HENG suddenly put on his coat, took his gun and walked to the stairs: 

"Okay, breakfast time is over. Take their weapons and let's go!" 

"Eh? Are you going? Where?" 

Bai Ling, who was about to enter the bedroom, seemed confused, while Duan Heng explained patiently: 

You are only level one and your attributes are incredibly low. Of course you have to fight zombies to level up. Where more would you? 

Duan Heng's tone was slightly serious when saying this. The issues related to combat and survival were taken very seriously.

However, Bai Ling shrugged the neck of this, thinking of irrational zombies and thirst for blood to those who would have to face next, and in the scene of having been attacked by the male zombie yesterday ... 

He couldn't help feeling a chill in the back and felt nervous. So he could only blink and whisper: 

"Well can't I go?" 

Half a minute later. 

Tarch was taken again to the balcony, and this time the French window opened. 

Ahhhhhhhhh! Leave! Can't I leave? Bájame first ...