Silence!
Ning An was puzzled. Had this kid gotten stuck? He looked up again to see Quan Xiaobai gazing at him with a complicated expression.
Without waiting for Ning An to speak, Quan Xiaobai thoughtfully explained, "They were already corpses; their brains were completely dead. Even if they don't have heads, it doesn't affect them much."
After saying this, he smacked his lips and said coldly, "I originally wanted to chop off their heads or cut them in half. The visual effect in battle would be better, and it would be more intimidating. But those who lack artistic sense above vetoed it."
Goodness gracious!
Ning An nearly spilled his tea, yet he was so choked that he couldn't say a word.
Listen, is this something a person would say?
What do you mean by those above lack artistic sense?
No, buddy, with that kind of idea, no one would dare agree!
Ning An critiqued inwardly but kept a straight face, casually asking, "Then, where did you get the bodies for making zombies?"
