Chapter 102 Paper pistols
Except for the real thing to glance at the price below, she found that it was not expensive, only ninety-nine, so she could easily take it home! She chose to redeem it without saying a word.
Now the number of people in her live broadcast room is high, so she is not afraid at all! She is no longer the poor Ai Zhen before, and now the one standing here is Ai·Niuhulu·Fugui·Zheng!
Except for looking at the thin "clearance tip" I got, I just want to say that it is really "worth the money"!
At such a cheap price, the things exchanged are indeed not ordinary perfunctory.
What about the promised manual? Can you call this thin piece of paper a manual? It is not even a hard board, it is an ordinary A4 paper.
The front says "Customs of Clearance" and the back says "Each brush shows its strengths" with a brush.
Looking at these four words that are confusing, I felt like I was cheated ninety-nine times.
The few people stayed in this room for about a day and finally decided to go out and find some supplies.
Although they won't feel hungry in the dungeon now, they still need some weapons if they go out to fight those zombies later. This time they are planning to go out and find some weapons.
Given that only Chouzhen and Lin Guihe have the ability to protect themselves, these two people led the team, Lin Guihe and Wei Wan, Chouzhen and Qian Dasheng and Cheng Xisu.
Of course, Qian Dasheng and Cheng Xisu thought they were leading the team themselves, and they also thought about taking care of the girl Chaozhen.
There is no refutation except for the truth.
As for Xia Ling'er and Feng Ruanruan, they stayed in the room and didn't come out.
Before going out, Lin Guihe re-hardened the talismans in the room, especially the little girl.
The "Lin Guihe" team went to search for the dormitory building, while the "Excuse the Truth" team went to the teaching building.
Carefully avoided the zombies wandering downstairs, the "True" team easily found an empty classroom and flipped in, and found that it turned out to be an art classroom, with a vivid human body model placed by the window.
Cheng Xisu himself learned to draw, and his eyes lit up when he saw the studio.
While the other two were looking for supplies, his eyes involuntarily fell on a blank picture book beside him and a pencil on the side.
He picked it up with itchy hands, paused on the drawing paper, but didn't know what to draw. Suddenly he remembered the pistol that Qian Dasheng had seen before. His hand moved quickly, and soon a pistol made a meal.
It is the same as the pistol in Qian Dasheng's hand I saw just now, but it is different. It is more exquisite and beautiful, and it is worthy of being the aesthetic of art students.
Cheng Xisu looked very satisfied and sighed with regret, "Oh, that would be great if it was true."
In this way, he can do his best, instead of just following them "without the will but not the ability".
Thinking of this, Qian Dasheng walked in front of him at some point, "What are you doing here? We are searching for supplies carefully, and you are actually drawing here!"
Qian Dasheng pulled the drawing paper, saw the things on it clearly, and sneered, and reached out to tear it, but Cheng Xisu quickly stopped him.
Although he only drew a sketch in a few minutes, he always attached great importance to his paintings. Even if it was just a scrap manuscript, he had to fold it up well, so naturally he would not allow Qian Dasheng to misunderstand it.
Qian Dasheng was the most disgusted with his sour smell of a scholar. He snorted coldly, and his face was full of disgust.
He shouted again, "Come here to find something together, don't think about being lazy, I won't protect a useless person! If you don't help finding something, I will throw you directly into the pile of zombies. You can use your drawn gun to kill the zombies."
He had long identified himself as the only one among the three who had the ability to protect himself.
Cheng Xisu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he quickly kicked the drawing paper in his pocket, and went to help search with the brush.
There are not many things in the studio, not to mention that they are all used for drawing. Although there are also small knives, they are not big. It is really a joke to use this as a weapon.
They were planning to go to the next place. Except for the real door, they were about to look out, but Cheng Xisu pulled him and stood in the corridor. After looking around, there was no one, then they waved to let them out.
Qian Dasheng: "I didn't expect you to be of some use."
Cheng Xisu gave him a blank look, and he also disliked such a philistine businessman the most.
They walked around the teaching building and barely found a few knives and the like. They were about to go downstairs when they suddenly heard a messy footstep behind them.
Looking back, I saw three or five zombies behind them coming out of the classroom next to them.
After seeing them, he rushed over at an extremely fast speed.
Kuizhen reacted first and shouted: "Run!"
The three of them walked down quickly, but fortunately they were near the stairs.
But as soon as they reached the second floor, they found that the zombies below had been attracted at some point and were walking up the stairs.
Seeing that the zombies behind him were about to catch up, except for the real intention of releasing the insect, I suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Jump down!"
In the midst of lightning, a talisman flew up and protected them. The golden light condensed into a barrier, frightening them firmly.
When I heard the sound, I looked down from the corridor and saw groups of zombies on the ground. Among the lost groups, Lin Guihou used the thunder talisman to open up a clearing, where Lin Guihou and Wei Wan stood.
Lin Guihe stood in the air and raised his head and shouted at them. Forget about the fact that he looked at the distance that was not high, gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped down.
But she did not land directly, but was caught by Lin Guihe.
Qian Dasheng and Cheng Xisu also jumped down, but the zombies downstairs were no less than those upstairs.
Lin Guihe stuffed a machete to Fuzhen, and threw out a spell to deal with the approaching zombies.
Qian Dasheng and others also used the things they had just found to solve the zombies in front of them. During the fight, the drawing paper in Cheng Xisu's pocket fell on the ground.
With weapons in hand, the fight was much easier. While using a machete, Chaozhen summoned out insects to attack these zombies quietly. Soon, these zombies were solved by them.
"The next batch of zombies may find here soon, so let's go back!" Lin Guixi said, and Chouzhen nodded.
As soon as she took a step, she felt like she had stepped on something on her feet.
Looking down, it was the piece of paper that Cheng Xisu had just painted.
The paper was soaked with blood flowing from the zombies, wetting the pencil-drawn pistol.
She was about to reach out to pick it up, but before her hand touched the drawing paper, the drawing paper suddenly changed.
The paper disappeared, and on the ground, a pistol was quietly lying, and the shape was exactly the same as what Cheng Xisu had drawn before.
Chapter completed!