The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Chapter 116 Can’t Die

Without waiting for anyone to answer her, she continued:

"What do you want?

Do you want the one I used to blow up the school last time?

Actually, there seems to be something more powerful, but I don’t know how to use it…”

A group of old men could no longer sit still after hearing this. They were so excited that their whole bodies were shaking, and they couldn't utter a word for a long time.

As the only young man present, Sanderfa was in better condition.

But it's not much better.

His voice trembled slightly with excitement as he asked:

"You mean you didn't run that school yourself last time?

Was it fried with something?"

Shi Shi looked at the group of shivering old men with some worry, afraid that they would suddenly die.

So he didn't answer Sander's question, but pointed at the ancestor who was trembling the most and asked:

"Should we find someone to see him first?"

This should be what they call epilepsy on TV, right?

The little zombie had no friends before and could only watch TV to pass the time, but there were so many types of TV to watch!

The old ancestor pinched his own philtrum tightly and shouted hoarsely with a hoarse voice:

"Leave me alone! Leave me alone!

Can't die!

"Speak quickly!"

Seeing him like this, Shishi became even more frightened.

The kind-hearted corpse ancestor was so worried that he died of anxiety and died with his eyes open.

Finally answered the question that everyone wanted to know most.

"Yeah, I accidentally blew it up with a grenade...

I didn’t mean to…”

Shisi felt a little guilty when he said this, afraid that they would think he was doing it on purpose to be naughty and then blame him.

They no longer care whether she did it on purpose or not!

I just want to say fried well!

If she doesn't explode, they won't know that she has this incredible life-saving weapon!

Now the old men's hearts were finally at peace.

He was no longer worried at all. He just lay down and began to imagine the bright future of their Sangjia Village.

Sanderfa asked cautiously:

"Shi girl, how many eggs are there that you mentioned?

Are you willing to give it to the village?"

Shishi didn't answer directly, but looked at his grandfather.

Seeing grandpa nod, Shisi waved his little hand.

There were more than a dozen grenades on the table.

Nothing has been said yet.

The old man rushed over to two of them.

Shi Shi looked at Grandpa Sang again, somewhat at a loss.

Mr. Sang was also confused.

I thought that the village and my granddaughter were now tied together, and everything that should be exposed had been exposed.

Everyone here is only concerned about the village, so there is nothing to hide.

I didn’t expect that they had such poor tolerance!

Don't you all know this girl's magical ability...

How would Grandpa Sang know? It was just a guess. How could it be as shocking as seeing it with one's own eyes?

For the time being, I couldn't take care of Shi Shi anymore.

Grandpa Sang and Sanderfa each took one old man and pinched his Ren Zhong for a long time before waking him up.

When they wake up, they don't care whether their arms and legs are still working properly or whether they can be used.

The two old pairs of eyes looked at the little girl with tears in their eyes.

Shi Shi was even more at a loss as he was being stared at.

He scratched his little head, pointed at something on the table, and said cautiously:

"This is a grenade..."

The corpse's voice is so gentle, it shouldn't be scary again, right?

The two old men did not disappoint Shisi's expectations at all.

After confirming that those dozen or so things were that powerful artifact.

I fainted again out of pride...

When the ancestor saw this, he said with dismay:

"They won't die, don't worry about them!"

His hand, which was reaching out to touch the grenade, was shaking like Parkinson's disease.

After trembling with fear, I finally touched it.

Finally, I felt satisfied and it passed.

The remaining few people stared at each other, some not sure whether to continue the session or not...

In the end, it was Old Man Sang who was worried that the three of them would get scared to death, so he asked Shishi to take the grenade back.

Then he asked Sanderfa, the only one still awake, to call a doctor.

The only two left, Shi Shi and Old Man Sang, were staring at each other again.

Neither the father nor the mother had expected that a showdown would cause such a big mess.

After Shishi took back the grenade, the old men who were still holding on finally fell down as expected.

An hour later, the meeting continued.

A row of old men were lying neatly across the bed of the former village chief Sang Dawang.

Shishi, Grandpa, and Sandefa brought a small stool and sat by the bed as if they were in mourning.

I know that although they are awake, their souls are not.

Sanderfa then quietly told his plan:

"I think I'll leave the grenade with Shi Yatou first, and take it out when I really have to use it.

After all, that thing is too lethal, and we don't understand it.

If someone is so foolish as to accidentally blow it up, we will be the first to be destroyed."

The old men lying in a row nodded in unison after hearing this.

Seeing that no one objected, Sander continued:

“We can’t just rely on that stuff!

It is impossible for everyone to carry one with them all the time.

I still need to practice my boxing and kicking skills, so that I can at least resist a few attacks from the enemy, and it would be even better if I can take away one or two of them."

Shishi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly raised his hand and shouted excitedly:

"I have swords too, do you want them?"

While waiting for the doctor just now, grandpa told the corpse that they wanted to forge the steel bars into swords and give them to the villagers to protect the village.

There is no one in Sangjia Village who can forge iron and refine weapons, so it is not known whether it can be successful.

The corpse was thinking that there was no need to go through so much trouble, but was interrupted by the doctor's arrival.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Sang quickly grabbed his granddaughter's restless hand.

Looking back at the bed, I saw a row of old men lying there peacefully just now.

At this moment, his eyes lit up again, and he stared at his little granddaughter, panting heavily.

If Sanderfa hadn't just laid down on top of them.

I’m afraid they can all jump up three feet high immediately.

"What are you doing, you little bastard!

Get out of here now, you want to crush your own father to death! "

Sang Dawang cursed angrily under Sandefa's butt.

Fearing he would be crushed, Sanderfa rolled to the ground before getting up and replying:

"I'm just worried that you might get too excited and lose control of yourselves..."

"Be good, don't take it out yet. Let's listen to what your village chief has to say first."

While advising his granddaughter, Old Master Sang winked at Sander.

Sander found that the old men in the row were not as excited as before.

After sorting out his thoughts, he said slowly:

"We still have to secretly make cement and bricks,

After Mr. Huo leaves, we will just surround the entire Sangjia Village!"

Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard this.

Then Sangjia Village became busy this winter.

Since the villagers were not familiar with the materials used in the school, they needed to try it out bit by bit, so the construction was relatively slow.

But practicing martial arts does not require a house. Every morning and evening, everyone in the village who can move follows Huo Yunting and the other four to learn kung fu.