my doomsday wish list

Chapter 169 You always give me new tricks

Zheng Xun left the 506 office and picked up a map of Seoul from Lu Yunrui. There were many material points marked on it, all of which had not been collected yet.

He selected one of the supply points and planned to go to the church to make arrangements so that the nuns could transport the supplies themselves.

Zheng Xun put away the map, touched the cigarette case in his pocket, and prepared to find the Korean cat.

Last time I saw a sketch of Lin Youzhen's mother in her bedroom.

The portrait is indeed a bit rough, after all, he is not a professional.

So he planned to find Han Maomao, draw a new picture, and bring it to Lin Youzhen when he went back to pave the way for Qian Suli's subsequent meeting.

I believe Lin Youzhen will not refuse.

Zheng Xun came to the girls' area, called out to a girl, and asked her to find a Korean cat, and the other girl readily agreed.

After a while, Han Maomao came out, holding a drawing board in his arms.

Today she was wearing a sailor suit and a short pink coat. She had a pencil on her ear and a black peaked hat covering her eyes. She looked listless.

Zheng Xun lifted the brim of her hat with one hand and asked, "What? She looks lost again."

Han Maomao seemed to have a cold and a fever, and sighed weakly: "What else could be the reason besides Kavin?"

"The inspiration and stimulation I gave you a few days ago have been used up so quickly?" Zheng Xun was slightly surprised.

Han Maomao looked a little depressed and said in a low voice: "Yes, just that little bit is not enough for me to draw a few pictures."

"How about getting one?" Zheng Xun suggested.

"Again?" Han Maomao's face suddenly changed, showing a fearful expression, "Do you know that after the last time, I couldn't swallow anything for several days."

"This is what I'm talking about." Zheng Xun took out half of the cigarette case from his pocket.

Han Maomao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said unexpectedly: "Ah! You brought me cigarettes? Oooh, let me smoke one quickly, I really can't stand it anymore."

The two immediately found a secluded small single room in the building. Now the shelter was not as crowded as before, and there were some empty small single rooms.

Zheng Xun lit a cigarette for Han Maomao, and she took a sip intoxicatedly. She felt so wonderful that she couldn't help but shiver.

She squinted her eyes and said: "It smells really good. You can't even smell cigarette smoke here, let alone smoke a cigarette. You don't even know how I got here, especially when I was in Kavin, my head was full of smoke." It was so empty, it felt so uncomfortable.”

Zheng Xun nodded slightly and said calmly: "Tell me, how far are you in planning your new city story outline?"

Han Maomi mused: "We have initially decided on a story line, but we are not very satisfied with it. Currently, the protagonist is a company employee. He is nearly forty years old, but he is in danger of being framed and fired by his female boss. Then the protagonist caught the female boss's The handle has reversed its polarity, stepping on the young and beautiful female boss to climb up step by step."

Zheng Xun thought for a while and felt that something was not right. He suggested: "I think this story sounds okay. A middle-aged company worker paired with a young and beautiful female boss. This combination is quite interesting, but it is a bit cliché. , like the small movies from the island country. Moreover, the identity of the protagonist lacks a sense of substitution. Just imagine which audience will take on the role of a middle-aged company worker."

Han Maomao frowned and said helplessly: "That's why I'm worried. If I can think of a good identity and a few harems with sexual tension, it would be perfect."

Zheng Xun had a few ideas and said seriously: "I think the identity of the protagonist can be changed to a public official, such as a middle-level manager who has just been promoted. In this way, he can not only attack the beautiful boss, but also control several beautiful subordinates."

Han Maomao's eyes lit up and he said: "This is a good idea. The protagonist is not so aggrieved at the beginning of the story, and there are still many character lines to interweave."

"That's right." Zheng Xun agreed with her, "Let me use an analogy. For example, the protagonist is a prosecutor. He has just been promoted to middle management and activated the super public office system. He originally thought that promotion was a good thing, but unexpectedly found that he has been following him for many years. The beautiful subordinate is extremely ambitious and wants to seize his position. At this time, the protagonist can take advantage of the information gap and manipulate the female subordinate into his hands."

Han Maomao was shocked and exclaimed: "Aren't you so awesome? Is this okay? It sounds very enjoyable if you do this."

The scene in the office already appeared in her mind.

The ambitious and beautiful subordinate, wearing a high-end OL professional skirt with black stockings, took advantage of the opportunity to pour tea, deliberately bent her back slightly, pulled the skirt up, showing off her plump and attractive buttocks, hoping to seduce her. His boss, so that he can get evidence to bring him down.

Han Maomao's thoughts suddenly started to spread, and he said excitedly: "Not only can we play with the female subordinates, but we can also arrange for a arrogant female boss like Qian Suli to accuse the protagonist indiscriminately after hearing that the female subordinates are doing bad things. , and even wanted to join other female colleagues to exclude him. In the end, they found out that they had wrongly blamed the protagonist, but they refused to bow their heads and admit their mistakes until they were severely educated."

"Yes, this way the protagonist will have more educational objects, and the story will naturally be more exciting." Zheng Xun followed her words and continued, "As for the sexual tension you mentioned, it is actually a sense of taboo. As long as you continue to make a fuss about your identity It can be achieved, for example, by arranging a widow's identity for a beautiful subordinate, with only one daughter left by her side."

Zheng Xun continued to think, and pictures also appeared in his mind.

In the picture, Jin Meiqing is dressed exquisitely and beautifully. Her light white shirt tightens her bulging chest, and the buttons of her shirt are almost broken. She pretends to be weak and helpless, waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of her boss.

“This woman will do anything to get a promotion and let her daughter gain a foothold in this city.

In addition to this female subordinate, you can also continue to arrange more suspenseful female subordinates, such as a pair of twin sisters. The ambitious sister killed the older sister, took her position, became the protagonist's secretary, and wanted to step on the protagonist to continue. Climb up.

This adds an element of suspense to the story, and the variety of heroines is much richer.

As for the chaebol eldest princess, little princess, etc., it depends on how you want to add them. "

He unknowingly thought of many pictures and felt that he had a talent for making up stories.

"Awesome! It's really awesome! Just do what you said!" Han Maomao's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly felt inspired. "This time I will draw this story line well and try to make people want to stop!"

"So don't think too hard about the problem. The concept of turning the poor into a slave is somewhat outdated. And according to this story line, a lot of content can be added, such as gangsters, chaebols, churches, etc."

"Then you told such a wonderful story, what should I name it?"

"As a middle-level manager, I am surrounded by beautiful subordinates."

"Haha, this is so funny."

Zheng Xun smiled and said, "What is your inspiration percentage this time?"

As soon as Han Maomao heard about the inspiration percentage, he knew that something serious was coming.

There is no free lunch in the world. Zheng Xun helps her think of stories, so she will naturally have to put in some hard work.

Han Maomao asked with a smile on her face, "Have you ever tried smoked roast chicken?"

Smoked roast chicken?

Although Zheng Xun didn't understand, he said he was looking forward to it.

"Yes, it uses the warmth and richness of cigarettes to give it a smoky touch."

As he spoke, Han Maomao took a puff of the cigarette and put it in his mouth, then buried his head.

This time, Zheng Xun was really convinced.

After experiencing smoked roast chicken for the first time, I understood what flower life is. I have to say that Korean cats really understand men.

The softness and warmth of the white smoke can stimulate sensitive nerves just right, bringing a very special feeling.

After it was over, Zheng Xun stuffed the remaining cigarette box into her pocket and said, "I'll bring you a few more cigarettes next time."

Han Maomao's pretty face turned red from holding it back. After swallowing a few mouthfuls, she coughed and said, "If you want to try other sensations, you can bring some mint-flavored cigarettes."

Zheng Xun gave her a thumbs up and praised: "It turns out there is an advanced gameplay."

After the business was done, Zheng Xun took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the photo album, and found Lin Youzhen's photo and her mother's sketch.

"I would like to ask you for another favor. Help me draw a new sketch." "It's so beautiful! Who is this?" Cat Han couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw Lin Youzhen's beautiful face.

Zheng Xun said truthfully: "One of my senior students, her mother has passed away many years ago, but she has no photos. I want to draw a sketch to commemorate her, but my basic drawing skills are not very good. See if you can draw a sketch based on her appearance and this Sketch the outline and redraw a portrait of her mother."

Han Maomao looked at the photo seriously, engraved the character's image firmly in his mind, then held up the drawing board with one hand and began to draw.

Seeing how seriously she was working, Zheng Xun stopped disturbing her and just stood by and watched quietly.

After a while, the Korean cat finished painting.

"It's done!"

Zheng Xun took a look at the drawing and found that it was indeed quite good.

The character's eyebrows and eyes are similar to Lin Youzhen's, but they are a little more kind and kind.

"As expected of a professional! The paintings are just different."

Zheng Xun accepted the drawing.

"Hehe, what do you mean, are there any extra rewards?" Han Maomao rubbed his hands with a look of anticipation.

"No, you have emptied all the goods in my stomach. Let's have a good communication next time when we have accumulated more." Zheng Xun touched her head.

Church underground palace.

In the prayer room, the white-robed nun Shui Mao served Zheng Xun the meal, placed it on the long table, and then stood aside.

Zheng Xun patted the stool and motioned for her to sit next to him.

Shuizhuo obediently knelt down beside him and helped him carry the food.

"How is the saint?"

"Has woken up and recovered."

"Has she tried to look outside?"

"Well, the blessing from the leader has completely fulfilled the doomsday prophecy."

Zheng Xun took two bites casually and said, "The food storage is running low now. We held so much during the Holy Communion ceremony last time and it was a bit too wasteful."

The white-robed nun nodded slightly and said hoarsely: "It's enough to last for a while."

Zheng Xun took out a map from his pocket and said: "I have marked the supply points on the map. Find a few capable nuns to come over. After I give my blessing, you can prepare to transport the supplies. As for the vehicles, find an auto repair shop. Just borrow it over there, Boss Cui won’t refuse.”

The white-robed nun took the map, then stood up and left.

Soon.

Seven nuns in black robes stood neatly in front of Zheng Xun.

seven?

It seems that he was really underestimated.

Zheng Xun took a quick look and could see that all of them had been carefully selected. Each one had a plump and plump figure and was relatively strong.

The white-robed nun stood in front of them and introduced: "Today is your day of honor, and you will receive the blessing of the leader here."

The seven nuns were stunned, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Well, I would like to ask, after receiving the blessing from the leader, can I go outside and have a look."

Shui Zhuo nodded and said, "That's right. After you get the blessing from the leader, you can go outside. The zombies will not attack you again."

Upon hearing this, the nuns showed excited expressions.

They haven't been to the outside world for too long, and they will inevitably feel depressed after staying in the dark underground palace for a long time.

Now that there are zombies outside, it is impossible to go out for a walk without the blessing of the leader.

"Then I would like to ask the leader, after you go out, can you bring back some food that you like?"

"Well, Master, I want to go back home and have a look. I have left some very important things at home that I want to bring back to the church."

"Master, I want to go for a walk in the forest, bask in the sun and enjoy the wind."

Shui Zhuo looked back at Zheng Xun, and when he saw him nodding in agreement, he said: "The leader has agreed. After you complete the task of transporting materials, you can move around freely, but the blessing period will last for three days, and you must do it within this time." Return to church before."

The seven nuns nodded seriously.

"Now that you all understand, please serve the leader well." After Shui Zhuo explained, he bowed to Zheng Xun and prepared to leave the prayer room.

"You also stay." Zheng Xun stopped her.

Although he had emptied his inventory at the shelter just now, he decided to be Xiao Shiyilang today and fulfill his wish more than ten times a day.

The white-robed nun stopped and froze on the spot.

At this time, seven nuns stood up, surrounded her, and began to help her undress and take off her robe.

As the white and elegant robe fell off to the ground, that smooth and flawless body seemed to emit a dazzling holy light.

This was the first time Zheng Xun saw her true body. The bones of her body that had been hidden under the robe turned out to be so promising.

Thanks to being wrapped in cloth for a long time and rarely exposed to the sun, the skin is extremely white, with almost no blood color, and the veins hidden under the skin can be vaguely seen.

Even compared to Shen Jiunai, she is not inferior in terms of skin whiteness.

Zheng Xun had no intention of eating anymore, so he pushed the long table aside and stood on the stage like a sculpture.

The seven nuns also took action, taking off their black robes, surrounding Zheng Xun like stars over the moon, and began to chant in a low voice.

Mysterious chants linger in the prayer room.

Hearing this familiar chant, Zheng Xun felt his blood gradually boiling and began to lose control.

Soon, the low chanting became distorted and gradually turned into a wave of louder shouts.

　None tonight.

　　Created a new group.

　　Just click to join.

　　I hope I can live longer this time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)