"Who wants to look at your junk? It's just games and discs. It's not like I've never seen them before."
Ye Qing'er shot her a disdainful glance, the mocking glint in her eyes unmistakable.
She had seen the content of those things—completely rebellious stuff.
If it were in the past, if Mother Li saw these things, she'd definitely have broken the little brat cat's legs.
"They're all out-of-print! You won't be able to buy them in the future even if you want to! What's with that look in your eyes?"
Li Miao'er looked up at her, feeling like she was being scolded by the cow, but the expression of wanting to say more but not daring to was really laughable.
Thump!
Ye Qing'er unhappily slammed the pillow under the quilt, her eyes burning with the desire to grow stronger.
Only by becoming stronger could she do whatever she wanted without restraint—like bullying her brother right in front of the little brat cat.
Heh.
Li Miao'er smiled contemptuously, quickly pinched her cheek twice, then trotted back to her brother's bedroom with her pink lips curled up.
She really didn't want to fight at home, so getting a rise out of this 'Cow Qing' was quite satisfying.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Li Miao'er sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a moment, seeing Chen Yi lying flat on his back with his eyes wide open.
His moist, vermilion lips were slightly parted, revealing a small tongue tip… and a tiny tooth mark, as if left by her.
Hmph… Chen Yi pulled the cool quilt over himself, as if refusing to speak to her.
Kissing is one thing, but what's the point of biting? The tip of my tongue really hurts… Feels awful.
"Brother, don't be angry. I didn't mean to, okay?"
Li Miao'er hugged Chen Yi's arm, gently rubbing her small face against it. Her cute face wore a coquettish expression, her sweet tone almost intoxicating.
"Don't touch me."
Chen Yi withdrew his arm and turned over. Right now, he just wanted to contemplate life quietly—and by the way, think about how to research genetic enhancers and technological weapons.
He wanted to develop mechas that could beat evolutionists to a pulp, along with various energy-based gene enhancers.
Li Miao'er pursed her lips. Her gaze was far from friendly as she watched her brother hiding under the blanket. She really wanted to peel the blanket off him bit by bit and bully him by force.
Too bad there was a big lightbulb next door. She could only bully him at night.
A mischievous smirk touched the corner of her mouth. She wasn't in a hurry; she could wait until night to do what she wanted.
"Brother, stay home and don't go out."
After changing her clothes and shoes, Li Miao'er suddenly lifted the quilt on the bed, leaned over to plant a light kiss on her brother's lips, then turned and left with a smile.
The elements within Energy Crystals can be extracted to create a new type of energy-based laser gun.
If we collect a large number of Energy Crystals, we can extract new forms of energy and even create the power core for a mech. But we'd still need to study neurology and mechanics…
Chen Yi lay on the bed, thinking for a while, then got up and fetched his notebook. He intended to review this world's scientific knowledge again. Only by studying more and experimenting could he make continuous progress.
Awooo!
Thud!
A zombie with scarlet eyes, charging with its bloody maw wide open, fell forward headfirst.
Ye Qing'er swiftly withdrew the red-tasseled spear embedded in the zombie's skull, her eyes flashing with sharp, cold light.
It was these filthy, ferocious zombies that had taken her family from her. She wished she could pulverize them with her bare fists.
"Sister Qing'er, why is this zombie's Energy Crystal white? It was still red yesterday?"
Li Miao'er crouched by the corridor entrance, using a dagger to dig out the Energy Crystal. The white, round stone with only a single blood-red line was far simpler than the bright-red nine-pointed diamond.
"Don't know. Could it be a mutated zombie?"
Ye Qing'er shook her head, puzzled. Her pupils had tinged reddish, her eyes flickering with the desire to keep killing—to wipe out every nearby zombie.
"As long as it boosts our strength, it's fine. Let Brother study it when we get back. Let's clear out the nearby zombies first; it'll make moving out later much easier."
Li Miao'er stuffed the white crystal into her pocket, her eyes sparkling with fighting spirit. She couldn't let this cow kill zombies to improve her strength, or she'd be bullied again in the future.
"Alright."
Ye Qing'er's beautiful face was etched with murderous intent. She just wanted to kill zombies quickly, improve her own strength—to avenge her family and reclaim her love.
Weapons in hand, the two of them charged toward the shambling zombies. After exchanging a glance, they seemed to want to compete—to see who could kill more.
Ah! Hah!
Li Miao'er gripped the machete tightly in her small, white hand, cleaving the head off a zombie that had noticed the commotion. With the speed of sound tearing through air, she effortlessly severed another zombie's head.
Meanwhile, Ye Qing'er beside her looked even more violent and cruel—she simply smashed a zombie's skull with her spear.
Viscous fluids of red, white, and black splattered everywhere. She reveled in the thrill of killing, a trace of discontent lingering.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye Qing'er rushed forward, striking zombie heads with heavy blows, using the spear like a club.
The spear shaft emitted an unbearable cracking sound, showing just how much force she was using.
Whoosh!
Not to be outdone, Li Miao'er swiftly slashed at zombie necks. Her technique was clean and precise—not only lethal but also highly efficient and pleasing to the eye.
In the blink of an eye, they had slaughtered all the zombies that had charged over. Dozens of twitching corpses lay behind them.
A powerful stench spread in all directions. After being exposed to the sun, it was almost unbearable.
Huff…
Panting heavily, Li Miao'er crouched on the ground, using a dagger to quickly dig out Energy Crystals.
"Little brat cat, can't you just use your hands?"
Ye Qing'er narrowed her beautiful, reddish eyes. She put a plastic bag over one hand, used a dagger to slice open a zombie's skin, then directly retrieved the crystal with her other hand—utterly ruthless.
I never expected Cow Qing to be so brutal. She's truly a cold-blooded, murderous evolutionist. I can't let her get close to Brother in the future.
Li Miao'er muttered to herself. She wanted to give the zombies a quick end, but this 'Cow Qing'… she killed them brutally, even breaking perfectly good spears.
Looking at the piles of disgusting fluid and rotting flesh on the ground, Li Miao'er felt like throwing up.
But Ye Qing'er showed no reaction at all—she even seemed to feel the pleasure of killing.
"One hundred and five white crystals and nine red ones. Sister Qing'er, have you noticed? Zombies with white crystals are stronger than the red ones."
Li Miao'er and the others ran to the supermarket entrance to rest for a bit. They counted the Energy Crystals, gathered some tasty snacks and daily necessities.
"Indeed. The white crystals probably come from evolved zombies."
Ye Qing'er squinted, lying back in a boss chair and sipping bottled milk tea. She planned to go out later and find a different weapon.
Heavy weapons like maces or iron axes.
She just wanted to smash these zombies—or even pulverize them—to vent the rage in her heart.