How Zombies Survive in the Apocalypse - Chapter 207

For a certain LOL competition, a certain online streamer famous for pissing people off was currently explaining and broadcasting it at the same time.

Streamer: This support, so tr*sh.

Streamer: If that jungler was my teammate, I would already be idling at the fountain and playing piano for him by now.

Streamer: I recommend that this player go back and properly practice how to last hit.

Audience: What bullshit! If you’re any better, then you do it!

Streamer: Daddy I really can do it.

Audience: Okokok. If you can do it then I’ll chop off my head so you can kick it.

A few months later, LOL’s veteran pro team TTC announced a new mid laner, Soft. A boy with flashy blue hair appeared in front of the audience and played Zed to utter perfection, killing everyone he saw, causing all the female fans to begin toeing the line of infidelity.

During the MVP interview after the match, everyone held their breath and eagerly watched this newcomer.

Only to see the boy accept the microphone, smile and ask, “That water friend with the StarTV user ID ‘Suburb King 101,’ my team’s address is on the official website, when will you mail your head over?”

After a certain regular season match finished, the staff member went backstage to urge the team members to go onstage and conduct their interviews, only to see TTC’s new mid laner and jungler standing in the corner.

TTC’s number one ace · jungler daddy Road pressed their team’s new mid laner Soft against the wall. He lowered his eyes and asked lowly, “At the interview, do you know what you did?”

That quick-tempered mid laner, who had solidified his image as a troll in the audience’s eyes the very first time he went on stage, turned completely red. “I know. I won’t curse at anyone… I definitely won’t curse at anyone.”

Hey! Yes, it’s you! Where are you going in such a hurry? Oh, I know, I know life is not easy, but do n’t try too hard.

You ask me what I am doing here? Haha, I just sit here and tell some old-fashioned stories about wizards, dragons … you know, those things that have appeared in our dreams.

Hey, guess what, if you are not so anxious, why not sit down and listen to them?

Although I think I am not a good storyteller, I can guarantee that this story is absolutely my heart!

Come listen, maybe, it can make you dream again, those that have long been forgotten by us … legend.

- Description from Qidian

The richest man, the Su family, suddenly has a three-year-old baby! Everyone thought that this little baby girl was the illegitimate daughter of Su Laoqi, a playboy in the entertainment industry. Who knew that the seven brothers of the Su family knelt down in a row and called her aunt!

All the people in Beicheng laughed to death: What does your aunt do except drink milk? It’s better that my aunt would embroider for me.

Su Laoqi: What is embroidery? My aunt can catch ghosts, monsters and zombies. She is top-notch in the world. Can your aunt do it?

Su Laoliu: My aunt can fly a sword and chase a plane. Can your aunt do it?

Su Laowu: My aunt knows how to use Guimen Thirteen Needles to treat diseases. Can your aunt do it?

Su Laosi: My aunt can figure skate five times. Can your aunt do it?

Su Laosan: My aunt can kill five at will in the game, can your aunt do it?

Su Laoer: My aunt has won awards for Chinese painting, oil painting and ink painting. Can your aunt do it?

Boss Su: My aunt can help my company make one billion a day, can your aunt do the same?

Later, when the Su family’s sister-in-law grew up, she quietly fell in love with her childhood sweetheart. The seven sons of the Su family roared in unison: Stay away from my aunt!

- Description from novelbuddy

Gu Shanhai witnessed this great world of numerous heavens and discarded his third life.The gods of the human realm forged an eternal utopia with blood and fire.The King of the Red Dragon led his knights, patrolling the never-setting empire.The scholar, with a smile and a sword stroke, depicted thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, while monsters opened their eyes and stretched forth claws, giving birth to all manners of demons....'Everyone here is a player; you can't call me abnormal just because I haven't been digitized, right?'