"Then will he become..."
Hu Meiling rubbed her fingers, hesitating to continue.
She suddenly felt that directly saying "zombie" was impolite.
"Will he become someone good-looking like you and Tangtang, or turn into something like this..."
Hu Meiling pointed at Grandpa Fan Zombie, realizing it was inappropriate since he was her father-in-law.
She quickly redirected her finger to the blue-dressed girl zombie peeking at the courtyard from the doorway.
The blue-dressed girl zombie stared blankly at Hu Meiling's hand, a lonely gulp in its dry throat.
The aroma of flesh wafted directly into its nose, yet it timidly stood at the door, unable to move because of Zhang Yiming's presence, shivering all day.
Even so, it still refused to leave this place.
"Neither," Zhang Yiming uttered three words and handed a paper filled with numbers to Fan Tangtang, "Copy it a hundred times."
Fan Tangtang blinked and replied cheerfully, "Got it!"
Just a hundred times!
Could be finished quickly!
