The Apocalypse Is Here: This Little Zombie Is Stocking Up, Up, Up!
Chapter 437

Happy birthday!!

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Xu Duoduo shook her head. She didn't think she was anyone special. Everyone was so kind.

She herself was a child raised on kindness.

If her grandparents hadn't been kindhearted, she wouldn't have been standing here safe and sound today.

Da Qiao lived on the ground floor.

There was plenty of room.

And since it wasn't upstairs, there was no need to worry about poor soundproofing or people coming and going disturbing the neighbors.

That was why Qin Luo had chosen this place. Besides, it made arranging a surprise easier.

Xu Duoduo had only just reached Da Qiao's door.

Chen Xiaofei was already whispering nervously to Bai Shu. "Oh my god, Old Bai, I'm so nervous."

Bai Shu was perfectly calm. "What are you nervous about?"

Shouldn't their Captain Qin be the nervous one? Who knew whether the surprise he had prepared would work?

The Man-Eating Flower Babies outside Da Qiao's door had all grown back.

Each little head was tilted up toward the sun. When they noticed people approaching, they began chattering.

"Squawk, squawk! Mama, Mama, visitors, Mama! Visitors!"

"Waaah, strangers! Strangers!!"

"Can we eat them? Can we eat them?"

The Man-Eating Flower Babies twisted their stems and squawked away, as noisy as ever.

Wang Weihu and Chen Xiaofei immediately covered their ears. "They're terrifying!!" "They're way too loud!"

There it was again, that familiar, suffocating feeling!

Their heads were buzzing.

Xu Duoduo, however, crouched down before them in delight, even poking them with a stick. "They're alive?! They're really alive! That's amazing!"

How wonderful.

At her poke, the Man-Eating Flower Babies shrieked and trembled wildly. "Waaah! Mama, Mama, there's a creep, Mama!" "Oh, my darling Mama, a meanie's poking our bottoms! She's just poking us like that!"

Embarrassed, Xu Duoduo immediately pulled back the twig and put it

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