NABC Chapter 149 The Little Zombie of the Republic of China 4 (The End)
Chapter 149 The Little Zombie of the Republic of China 4 (The End)
The house was dimly lit, but the conversation continued.
The little zombie stood outside, having tied a square scarf around its face like Xiong Tongzi, only then realizing it looked like it was doing something wrong...
After much consideration, I've decided to come and go quietly.
She's the only zombie in the world; it wouldn't be good if people saw her and it caused panic.
After all, not everyone is as willing to accept a baby zombie as the Wu family.
This is why Xiong Tongzi's appearance skill includes not leaving footprints.
Otherwise, at this rate, the whole country would probably know very soon that there are bear spirits in the Dragon Kingdom.
Who knows, maybe a nationwide bear hunt will start in the future...
Using his mental energy, he explored the space and placed the crafting instructions and physical examples of Rongrong's handmade weapons in the courtyard of a residential house.
For usage details, please refer to the original provincial troops that were bombed by the Japanese.
Then she left the address of an abandoned old house nearby, which she would fill with supplies on her way there.
This little world helped her clear out a lot of her stockpiled goods.
...
A Japanese military base in a certain province.
The unconscious Japanese soldiers were gathered together, and the big shots in the group generously donated a lot of special-effect veterinary drugs.
The little zombie actually had a similar medicine; she and Xiao Yi had even improved it together in their spare time.
The boss always says it's important to feel involved, okay~
It doesn't matter whose it is.
Once the effects of the sleeping pills wore off, the Japanese soldiers, piled together, began tearing at each other's clothes and muttering in a foreign language.
Their bodies were intertwined, their actions were indescribable, and they didn't forget to look for a knife to stab each other.
This drug probably has a hallucinogenic effect, making them think they are bullying or abusing others somewhere.
What a disgusting race!
Sure enough, he woke up halfway through, but unfortunately, he couldn't control his body's instincts.
He could only watch helplessly as he was stabbed.
His intestines were ripped out;
His head was cut off;
He was abused to death by his own kind.
A bunch of scum with no remorse, they're really not worth watching.
The little zombie suddenly felt bored.
Xiong Tongzi, standing nearby, scratched his ear and noticed that his host was unhappy again.
This is really hard to appease.
Let's take her to the next province for a relaxing trip tomorrow night.
...
The fact that the Japanese soldiers in the original province suffered misfortune and then suffered divine retribution in the western province finally came to the attention of the lower-ranking Japanese soldiers.
They did consider mutiny, indiscriminately attacking the unarmed civilians of the Dragon Kingdom to vent their anger, and taking as many as possible with them even if they died, but they never thought of blaming their superiors.
What a bunch of good dogs from that ghost country.
Unfortunately, the people of China now also have weapons.
The Japanese soldiers who went to do good deeds in people's homes have disappeared without a trace...
The little zombie accidentally discovers these civilian teams and will anonymously provide them with financial assistance, such as sending them melee weapons and medicine.
Xiong Tongzi changed from a black trench coat to a cape, straw hat, raincoat, and carrying pole.
A zombie doll was always hanging inside the carrying pole.
From a distance, he looks like a tall man, but he only appears and disappears mysteriously at night.
The two of them traveled to a different province every few days, engaging in team-building activities centered around combating the Japanese invaders.
As for the third sister, Xiao Yi, she has her own ideas and has already dealt with all the people and dogs of the Ghost Kingdom on Ghost Island.
Everything that could be taken home was taken back to the Dragon Kingdom and returned to its rightful owner.
Believe it or not, even several boats couldn't hold it all. We'll have to load more boats then.
This has left the other countries confused, especially some of the countries that were secretly supporting it.
Someone mustered up the courage to try and pull off a little something.
Soon, supporters will be found dead in their homes...
This little puppet, Xiao Yi, has practically become an entire organization.
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It didn't take long.
The little zombie's bloodline gu cultivation was finally successful, and it also contained a bit of the Zerg Queen's genes.
Where did the Queen's genes come from? Hmm...
Xiao Yi picked it up on the former Queen Star, so it was definitely picked up! It couldn't have been Xiao Yi raiding the Queen's lair!
The venomous insects, tainted with the blood of their Japanese emperor, took his place and performed rituals in the sanctuary.
The Japanese soldiers, who were in China and had great faith in the Japanese emperor, felt the emperor's call and went to the sea at the nearest place to swim back to their hometown.
On the battlefield, in ordinary people's homes, and on the streets, they acted arrogantly and domineeringly; they slaughtered villages and pretended to be Chinese; and there were also Japanese devils hiding among the people and organizations.
Now everything is exposed.
This bloodline gu also gives people a fearless buff, making them want to go home even when they're on their last breath.
As for those who swam back, it's hard to say how many limbs they still have.
In response, the world consciousness can only pretend it's dozing off and hasn't seen anything.
...
Men, women, and children from Wujia Village all pitched in, working hard to master their skills before heading out to join the army.
The elderly and children were forced to stay behind to watch over the house.
As a result, those who went out fought the Japanese soldiers only for a short while before they ran away. Only those who were talented and went out early managed to kill a lot of the Japanese soldiers.
After the chaos in the Dragon Kingdom subsided, the clansmen hurriedly returned to their respective homes.
People's hearts are so complicated out here; it's still better to be back home.
However, some of those who returned to their hometowns were more outgoing and found jobs in companies or factories.
They remained remarkably stable during the ensuing turmoil.
After the founding of the Dragon Kingdom, the little zombie suddenly felt rejected by his body and made the same choice as the original owner: to go to Ghost Island.
It is the Spring Festival.
The little zombie had a bear drag over several sacks of meat, and after setting up a feast, it bid farewell to its tribe.
Turning around, I entered a dream again, reminding people to live well and not do bad things, because my little ancestor is watching.
Such a small person, yet he worries so much.
The little zombie arrived on the island of demons, and with constant refills of medicinal soup, it actually turned the island into a dry island, along with the neighboring island of Bang...
Oops, accidental injury! This is the little zombie's first time acting as a drought demon, and he's not very good at it...
In the end, they could only take Ghost Island and drift away to another place.
Unwittingly drawn by fate, I ended up on the shore of my father's house on Ghost Island.
The world's consciousness is starting to feel the strain.
He started talking to himself.
How should I write a work log?
"Should we present the facts and reason with them, and then find the Quick Transmigration Bureau to write it for us?"
"If the Quick Transmigration Bureau doesn't help me, I'll have someone expose them!"
...
Time quickly moved on to the 1980s.
The father of the Ghost Kingdom forbids any living Ghost Kingdom citizens from entering the country from the coastline.
They only think of sending fresh water and food to the island when there is an appeal from a charitable organization.
The island, once home to a generation of nationalist chauvinists, has become a tourist attraction for my father.
When people are in a good mood, they'll give the islanders something; tourists will also give the dark-skinned, thin islanders some chocolate or candy.
The little zombie brought the island here and often goes out for a stroll after dark.
People weren't afraid when they saw her; they asked her if she was a kid from Chinatown, dressed as a Chinese zombie.
After all, this funeral shroud has a very Chinese style.
Everyone who sees it wants to buy it.
At this time, the Dragon Kingdom was thriving, having quelled the chaos much earlier than in the previous life, and the college entrance examination and opening up were also restored much earlier.
The Wu family members are scattered all over the world, doing whatever they want, possessing genuine skills, and each one is full of vitality.
Perhaps they even brushed past each other.
In the village ancestral hall, there are life-sized wood carvings, stone carvings, and clay sculptures of her and Xiong Daxian.
This story was recorded on the title page of the newly added family genealogy.
Perhaps future generations will think this was just a dream of our ancestors.
Regardless of what future generations might think, there are still clever members of the Wu family who follow in the footsteps of their elders to draw picture books, make animations, prepare movies and stage plays, and turn Little Ancestor and Bear Fairy into merchandise.
After all, the clansmen were willing to contribute money and effort, making it a good project for the younger generation of the Wu family to start a business.
What hasn't been exposed are the things the little darling does late at night, things the older generation all know but keep quiet about.
Back then, my little darling would go out in the dark and come back before dawn, he was always very busy.
After being discovered by the elderly people who got up early, and seeing that they didn't ask any questions, they didn't bother to hide it from anyone.
Anyway, with the Wu family's marketing efforts, the little zombie and the bear fairy have become quite popular.
Tongzi also had someone buy a lot of their own figurines.
"Host, isn't this chibi version of me adorable?"
The little zombie's face was deathly pale, and its words were devoid of warmth.
"You've already worn a patina out of this figurine."
Tongzi felt that this topic was difficult to continue.
I secretly replaced the bear in my hand with a new one.
The little zombie, lying in the coffin, was oblivious to the system's embarrassment.
It turns out she ran to the foreigners' side and found herself a prime location.
They are just waiting for the Wu family to come and receive the inheritance.
Perfect~
With the Wu family here, she can finally rest in peace and be reduced to ashes in the new tomb, lest she be dug up and studied someday.