Ch 027. Yao's physical strength

Hearing the firmness contained in her words, Amamiya yao smiled lightly. It is naturally a happy thing to solve the team members problems perfectly.

"Yao-kun, why don't you take off your pants?" Saeko Busujima, whose heart was untied, leaned over with a caring face, touching his badly wet pants, "This will be very uncomfortable, right?"

Glancing at her chest, even with the towel blocking it, Amamiya yao could vaguely see a hint of spring.

"Somewhat."

Originally, he didn't care about his wet pants, but when Saeko Busujima mentioned it, he really felt sticky and uncomfortable.

"Then just take it off."

After subconsciously saying this sentence, Saeko Busujima glanced at his lower half from the corner of her eyes, with her cheeks flushed a little.

Fortunately, under the cover of the orange-red flame, her abnormality was not discovered.

Seeing that she didn't seem to care about this kind of thing, Amamiya yao hesitates for a moment, then took off his pants and put them in front of the fire.

He glanced at the clothes that Saeko Busujima had put aside, it was the only one pair that fit him at Eriri's house.

Before he could open his mouth, the faint body scent floated into his nose, arousing the dryness in his heart that had just been calmed down.

"Yao-kun, you look uncomfortable there, do you want to..."

The body fit on his arm, Saeko Busujima blew hot air on his neck with a playful face, and then put her face on his shoulder.

The increasingly hot and flushed face honestly expressed her true emotions at the moment.

Now that I am needed by him, so I should be qualified to love and be loved, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking Amamiya yao's wet and salty skin.

Amamiya Yao's stiffened, he didn't expect her to say that.

Eriri was not around, and he didn't think too much about that aspect, even if he had some thoughts, he could bear it completely.

But now being teased so recklessly, the desire in his heart began to grow slowly.

Although it is planned to convert the zombies in this small town into points tomorrow, as long as I control my emotions and don't go too far, it will have no effect on tomorrow's actions.

Thinking of this, he raised the corner of his mouth, and under Saeko Busujima's blank gaze, he first stroked her pretty face lightly with his hand, then stretched his wrist behind her head, and pressed down slightly without her resistance.

"Then please help me, Saeko."

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"Pitter-patter...pitter-patter..."

The rain fell on the wooden floor along the eaves, Saeko Busujima's cherry lips slightly opened, and after a small yawn, she opened her eyes.

"Yao-kun?"

Seeing that there was no one around her, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly straightened up, looking around the room, she still couldn't find Amamiya yao.

"Did he go to kill the zombies?"

Suddenly thinking of the question Amamiya Yao asked last night, she tore off the towel on her body, put on the dried clothes, and walked quickly behind the screen in the room.

Going around the screen, a knife enshrined on a wooden table appeared in her eyes.

She came to the wooden table, knelt down, and slowly brushed the black scabbard with her slender hands.

"For protection."

After finishing speaking softly, she held up the weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Busushima family with both hands, and slowly pulled the knife out of the scabbard while holding the handle.

The shiny white blade reflected her face, and before the thought of trying the feel could emerge, she put the knife back into its sheath with a blushing face.

"Yao-kun's physical fitness is really good..."

After touching her hair and the dried mucus from her chest to her chin, Saeko Busujima stood up holding a knife.

She was going to wash it carefully before setting off to look for Amamiya Yao.

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[+1.5 points, +1.5 points, +1.5 points...]

After finishing off a small group of zombies, Amamiya Yao twisted his neck, his energetic eyes showed that he was not tired yet.

"354 points." Amamiya Yao glanced at the total points he currently has, and put the iron rod in his hand into the system space.

He probably killed fifty or sixty zombies just now. If this continues, he probably won't be able to leave for a day or two.

He is going to change to a time-saving and labor-saving method.

"See what suitable weapons are available." He called up the exchange list as he spoke.

[Guns:

Normal pistol: 30 points.

Desert Eagle: 200 points.

M500 revolver: 250 credits.

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Amamiya Yao's face darkened, and he switched the product type.

These pistols are powerful, but the bullets are not cheap, the unlimited magazines are more expensive, and the most important thing is that one is louder than the other.

As for weapons of the rifle and machine gun level, there is no need to look at them with the current points.

Then he looked at explosive weapons: 40 points for ordinary grenades, 100 points for powerful grenades, and 500 points for bombs with great power and wide range.

Amamiya Yao felt that the more he looked at it, the less he wanted to look at it, so he simply switched to the gun category again and spent 200 points in exchange for a silenced pistol (with unlimited magazines).

If possible, he would prefer to buy a Suppressor pipe, and then go to the police station to find a suitable gun to modify, but unfortunately the system does not sell weapon accessories.

After complaining about a profiteer in his heart, Amamiya Yao set out to find the next group of zombies.

"Whock..."

With a slight sound, a little white mist emerged from the barrel, and a zombie not far from him had a blood hole on its throat.

Amamiya Yao frowned slightly, his actual aim was the head, but the bullet hit the throat.

However, he also understood the reason. It was equipped with a Suppressor, which reduced the accuracy of the weapon.

After adjusting the angle, he pointed the gun at the two zombies trotting towards him.

"Bang...bang..."

Accompanied by two almost inaudible gunshots, the two zombies with good hearing collapsed to the ground.

"It's much easier." Amamiya yao smiled slightly. Although it feels better to kill zombies with an iron rod, his goal now is to clean up the town and try to maintain the best physical strength.

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"These... are all killed by Yao-kun alone?"

Holding a blade, Saeko Busujima searched for Amamiya Yao along the street, but she only saw dense zombies lying on the ground.

The zombies I saw at the beginning were very miserable, with their entire heads missing, it matched the style of Amamiya Yao.

But as she moved forward, she discovered that more zombies died because bullets passed through their heads.

"Could it be someone else?"

Saeko Busujima frowned, and she couldn't be sure for a while, and she couldn't be sure whether it was Amamiya Yao who switched the weapons.

"It seems that I have found the wrong way."

After murmuring, she drew out the blade and walked quickly towards a group of zombies in the distance.

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