Chapter 7: The Disadvantages of Zombies ()

Nicole seemed to understand something Yu said, "It seems they need to prepare sunscreen."

Nicole shook her head: "Sun protection oil can only be effective against UV rays of specific wavelengths, and we are not sure what kind of wavelengths of sunlight is caused by it."

Ye Zhiqiu laughed: "I thought they just didn't like sunlight, but I didn't expect they were allergic to sunlight."

Jill was more interested in the consequences: "What if it was alive?"

Nicole carefully poked the zombie's skin with a knife, but accidentally brought down a large piece of flesh, which almost made Jill vomit again. Nicole shook her head and said, "I have never seen such a strong sunburn. If it is still alive, even if it is not hurt to death, it will immediately die of respiratory failure."

After saying this, she raised her head and saw Ye Zhiqiu and Jier looking at her, spread her hands and said, "It would be great if all zombies have this characteristic."

"Yes," Gill murmured: "We've strangled their throats, and I really think you should apply for the Nobel Prize in Medicine."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded in agreement: "If Europe is still there." (note, the Nobel Foundation is in Sweden)

Nicole threw away the knife in her hand, stood up and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "You should take a bath as soon as possible. Their blood is highly contagious. Although our skin has a protective effect, no one can determine the effect. In addition..." She said seriously: "Since God has made us discover their weaknesses, we should not be pessimistic."

When Ye Zhiqiu saw Nicole's appearance, he was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Okay, let's be optimistic. I hope that this town can find a hotel with hot water for twenty-four hours, and preferably a comfortable big bed."

After saying that, he pulled two pistols out of his clothes and threw them at Jill: "Finished inside."

Jill had already received it in his hand. When he heard Ye Zhiqiu's words, he threw it to the ground again. Nicole glanced at her strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jill glanced at her: "It's where they store food, and the corpses of the two zombies he killed yesterday were also inside... or two and a half."

"So they live in groups and have the habit of storing food?" Nicole was a little confused.

"Come on." Jill found a bottle of vodka and a large bottle of medical alcohol from the car. These were things that once belonged to a convenience store. He took a sip of the wine first, but he vomited it almost immediately. He was stimulated by the spirits and felt much better, so he began to wash his pistol with alcohol.

Nicole took the alcohol and washed her hands. It was late when she entered, and there was no blood on her body except the soles of the shoes. However, due to the doctor's habit, she washed her hands first and said, "Are these two guns the same?"

"This is all mass-produced, not a work of art, of course it's almost the same." Jill glanced at her, pointed to m1911 on his right and said, "This one is mine, and the handle was scratched by me." She pointed to another gun, which should be the owner of the convenience store. He may be one of the four zombies. We first robbed his store assistant, then killed him, and snatched his gun."

"May God bless you." Nicole quickly left her: "You said this to make me feel like a vicious gangster."

"We live in a world without justice and rule of law." Jill said indifferently, and as she said, she pulled the bolt in her hand and began to clean the components with tissues: "Besides, they can be considered human now, but why did it pick up my gun? Because it looks familiar?"

"You actually said that? You are a policeman." Nicole didn't hear what she was saying clearly and reminded her.

Jill pushed the bolt up, raised his hand to compete, was very satisfied with his skills, and then replied: "No one has paid me a salary for six months. I want to go back to Los Angeles to see my father the most now."

Speaking of this, both of them were silent. After a while, Nicole said, "Where has he been? I'm not talking about your father!"

"How do I know?" Jill pressed the bullets of the two guns back and handed the one filled with bullets to Nicole: "For you, be careful with it." Then he said: "Why didn't you watch him?"

Nicole shook her head: "He is not my husband, how can I watch him?"
Chapter completed!