Beautiful Lady was completely at a loss now, and Lin Li couldn't make heads or tails of her either.
Baseball had used cups since 1874, but helmets only began to be used in 1974. In other words, it took humanity a hundred years to realize that their big heads were important too.
Lin Li was better than humanity. He realized it in one minute.
Although the little task in Task Two about kissing her forehead had already been completed, there was still the task of cooking and enjoying a meal together with Beautiful Lady.
When it came time to enjoy it, Beautiful Lady had to chew with her mouth a few times for appearances' sake. He couldn't just stuff the food directly down her throat, or even straight into her stomach, could he? Wait, did Beautiful Lady still have a stomach?
Lin Li hurriedly checked Beautiful Lady's body.
Last time with Ding Sihan, he really hadn't been joking. Lin Li had truly grabbed hold of a woman's stomach.
Great, it was still there. Though it was rotten, it should still be usable if he made do with it... probably?
Faced with such a scene, Lin Li smiled awkwardly. Beautiful Lady's chest was such a mess, all his doing. He couldn't blame anyone else.
—He had personally smashed it to prevent her from "reviving," forcibly making her as open-chested as Senior An San.
As long as the stomach was still there, that was fine.
Lin Li carefully searched the area again. There really was no head.
He didn't understand. Even when zombies went to Dave's house to steal brains, they politely wrote a letter first. Why did the thieves in this world have no manners at all?
Lin Li felt that taking someone's head without so much as a word was