The Female Lead is Raised by Bosses

Chapter 73

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Although his father is an ordinary person, he was born in the armed police. Among ordinary people, he is one of the best in skills and is also the main force member of the team. That's why when I was fleeing yesterday, in order to buy time, I fought with a big spider, and I got a cut on my body and got infected. In the past, when his father was there, he could bluntly express his preferences, but now he can't. He turned his head sideways out of the window, pretending not to hear the middle-aged man. "Look, there are so many people in our team, that little girl likes you the most, and she gave you so many things when she left. If she comes to the base in the future, she will come to you." Mediterranean gave him an elbow, " There is no one in M city, they will definitely go to the base in the future, if the little girl comes to you, listen to Uncle, you have to love her." He lowered his voice, his eyes showing envy: "I wanted to say it earlier, I think That little girl has no peers at home, she likes you, so you should stay, and if you stay, you won't have to worry about food and clothing, and there's no danger..." "Uncle Wang!" Ayun turned his head and looked at the Mediterranean Sea deeply. His eyes were like those of a lone wolf whose scales had been lifted, and he was immediately stimulated to the Mediterranean Sea. He wanted to scold him, and thought that although this kid was well protected by his father, he could kill zombies with a slingshot. Not to be underestimated, he could only snort, "I'm thinking of you, you kid, why don't you know what's going on." Then he ate the fruit in his hand and ignored Ayun. Ayun hugged the bear in his hand tightly - in addition to a bag of food, he also gave him a bear - every time Uncle Zhu Yuan went out, he would bring her a bear when he came back, which looks very similar to Gray Ash . But while looking for Hui Hui, even if Hui Hui broke his arms and legs, he would not replace them, so there was a pile of bears in the house. The little boy didn't know, he was just pure, and when he looked at the little bear, he would think of the little girl. If he becomes stronger, he can be on his own like Sister Xia and become a powerful ability user, then, even if he doesn't come to the base, he can come here to find him in the future. How to have powers. He knew that if he was bitten by a zombie or a corpse beast, he would have a certain chance of awakening his abilities instead of turning into a zombie. The process of my father's infection of the mutation last night zoomed frame by frame in slow motion in his mind. Dad didn't succeed, what about himself

The boy released his hand holding the bear, and then slowly reached into the pocket of his coat. There was a piece of blue-purple nails at the bottom of the pocket, which he secretly broke off before his father's body was burned. * "Brother Jiang won't go to the base?" Facing Luo Yesheng's well-intentioned question, Jiang Yu said with a smile: "I'm just a 'loose person', I'm used to roaming outside, so I'm tied up when I go to the base." He was only released from the house. Last night, he chewed a Zhu Yuan, which was a third-level wind sun, and his "intelligence" seemed to have improved a little. Now he is playing with the mud under a tree not far away - digging earthworms. "Uncle Zhu Yuan, you can't eat earthworms! Throw it up!" A careless, happy person turned around and saw that Uncle Zhu Yuan was "dishonest", his white and tender bun face wrinkled. The old zombie stood quietly beside him, rarely showing sympathy to the third-level zombie, silently supporting his behavior, as if to say: It's okay, eat more. "Sanren..." Luo Yesheng took his eyes back, he and Jiang Yu were the two "normal people" here, and responded with the same smile, lightly tapped his chin on Jiang Yu's wrist, "How can a loose person have a 'signature' unique to Nanji. Validator', this kind of validator, only Nanji's civil servants can hold." The word "civil servant" made Jiang Yu's eyelids jump a little. "Civil servants must be absolutely loyal to the base. The scope of work is complex, and most of the time they collect precious information outside. Brother Jiang, I'm right." Jiang Yu's expression returned to normal, he waved his hand, and said curiously, "Brother Luo, the civil servant is Nanji. A secret army, even if it is known to others, will not associate civil servants with others, how do you know so clearly?"

This is a disguised acknowledgment. "Could it be that you are also a 'civil servant'?" It doesn't look like it. Because civil servants want to inquire about valuable information, many "civil servants" and "civil servants" do not know each other. If they insist, they are similar to "spies" before the end of the world. "I'm not." Luo Yesheng's eyes were deep. "A friend I knew before told me about this situation."

Jiang Yu paused: "My condolences." "Civil servants" have special training and cannot tell others about their identities. Unless they are unable to survive, they can entrust the information they have obtained to a trusted person and inform the other party of their own identity. identity, ask the other party to send the information to the person who will respond to the base on his behalf. The fact that Luo Yesheng can say this means that the friend he knew is no longer alive. "If I let you leave now, it's not too much." Luo Yesheng said, "Your base will send someone to meet you. You are still young. There is no need to meet those strong men from Nanji." Jiang Yu understood Luo Yesheng. The meaning of the words is that on the bright side, they don't want to let the strong people in the base see them, but they actually don't want the people in the base to find the third-level zombies. One of the jobs of "civil servants" is to search for high-level zombies and corpse beasts in various places, and then send the information back to the base, and then the base will issue a task, and the team of abilities will go to kill. Sometimes "civil servants" have the ability to deal with it themselves. For example, the "intelligence" that Jiang Yu discovered this time was too important. He did not wait for the base to send someone to take over the task. Instead, he acted alone to obtain the "intelligence", and then passed it on to the base, and the base sent people to respond. he. "Okay." Jiang Yu nodded readily, and he coughed, "But they shouldn't come so soon... Don't we want to eat hot pot at noon, so what... I'll leave after eating hot pot, will it work?" Luo Yesheng: "..."

Damn, how thick is this person's face? ! Although Luo Yesheng didn't speak and his expression was very indifferent, the moment he met his eyes, Jiang Yu's face couldn't help turning red, and he said embarrassedly, "...I really haven't eaten hot pot in years." How poor?"

The base is rich in materials, and as a "civil servant", he can't even afford a hot pot. "Brother Luo, first of all, there is no hot pot base processing plant in the base, and secondly, do you know how high the price of fresh vegetables in the base is! If you want to eat a hot pot, you need at least one third-level spar... Who I’m so busy spending a third-level spar to eat hot pot!” Luo Yesheng: “…”

Couldn't refute it. "Besides, you invited me." Jiang Yu finally said confidently, "Besides, there is no air conditioner now, and it's too hot to eat hot pot in summer, so I can just provide a little use." appears in the palm of the hand. Luo Yesheng looked at the ice cube, then looked at him again, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Are you a dual-type?"

Are dual-type abilities so common now? I only saw one last month—Captain Bai Wen of "Night Wind". Jiang Yu sighed, his expression was quite depressed, but he didn't hide it: "The mutant powers are very powerful, but mine is the same as having poliomyelitis, the lowest level of ice, no matter how you practice, there is no way to improve it. It can only be used as an air conditioner.”

It is precisely because of the dual-type ability that he can become a "civil servant", and because his ice element cannot be improved, it is like a tasteless existence, so he can only be a "civil servant" and cannot enter the "executive team". After some conversation, Jiang Yu's frankness changed Luo Yesheng's view of him a lot. This guy Jiang Yu is an expert at fighting snakes and sticks. Anyway, in order to stay for a hot pot, he even broke out about his dual powers. He immediately performed a "Frozen" in front of the side. ——There is no way to build an ice and snow factory with the power of the side, but it is still possible to do a little trick. It took more than half of the ice-type power to condense a little snowman out, but within a few minutes, the little snowman melted.

Just about to insert a nose for the little snowman: "..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

"I'm going to help Uncle Luo prepare the hot pot ingredients." Jiang Yu, who was not skilled, hurriedly fled from the rooftop. In the corner on the south side of the roof, Luo Yesheng built a shed, and two pigs were raised there, but now there is only one pig, and one of them was marinated by Luo Yesheng into pieces of bacon. Luo Yesheng also built a shed on the north side of the sky. He dismantled the bamboo bed in a room on the fifth floor and reassembled it into a rocking chair, where he could enjoy the shade at night, and occasionally sleep here. While not idle, the two uncles prepared the ingredients, and she was responsible for moving the packaged ingredients to the rooftop. The third-level zombies are responsible for standing in the pergola to drive away some birds that fly over and are not afraid of death. He really wanted to usurp the side jobs, but his hands and feet were inflexible, and he dropped several plates. So he was "punished" by Bianbian to stand guard. Although grandpa wears gloves, he never touches anything related to food. He is very cautious. The little girl is very excited and doesn't feel tired at all after following the "carrying food" from time to time. "Uncle Luo and Uncle Jiang both said that the hot pot is delicious." He stood on tiptoe and put a plate of potato chips on the table. "They also said that the best hot pot is Jiugongge. Grandpa, what does Jiugongge look like?" Jiugongge…

The gray-white eyes of the old zombie turned slightly, and a picture of Jiugongge hot pot suddenly appeared in his stagnant head. He wanted to raise his hand to show the side what the Jiugongge looked like.

But he raised his hand, but he didn't know how to gesture.