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Chapter 180 It's You!
"Hey"

Yang Zi flipped through it in distress, but he couldn't understand it at all. If he had known, he would have asked Ji Zang to send Dr. Lao Tie directly.

"You learn, my brain is big."

Yang Zi stuffed the drawings into Source Code's hands. Source Code twitched his lips and said, "You are the user, okay? I'm just a code!"

"I don't care, you have already generated wisdom, you should be a qualified code, you can write programs for yourself"

Yang Zi waved his hand, yawned, and said, "You stay at home and study hard, I'll go out first."

"Hey!"

The source code looked at Yang Zi's back speechlessly, "How irresponsible!"

Yang Zi rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, said hello to Little Tutu and went out. He still had something to do.

The enmity of nine generations can be avenged especially.

Yang Zi looked at the list of survivors in the middle of the street park compiled by Elena. Most of these survivors were students from the Star Alliance Academy or the Bad Guy Academy. Of course, it is not ruled out that some aborigines escaped and survived.

"Bam."

Yang Zi squinted his eyes. The name on the list corresponds to a black man who is not tall but looks very strong.

"It must be the dwarf, right? Hey, you dare to bully my little rabbit."

Yang Zi complacently drew a circle on the photo, careful, the young master is a professional.

Bang Bang Bang ~
There was a knock on the door, and the black man in pajamas, with a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other, was stunned.

He tiptoed to the door and looked at the cat's eye on the door.

Through the cat's eye, he saw. An eye?
???

"Hello, big brother, open the door."

said the person outside the door.

The black man moved his lips and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm the police, and I'm here to make a record of yesterday's incident in the middle of the street park."

The person outside the door said seriously.

The black man hesitated, opened the door, and saw a white police officer, followed by several police officers.

Yang Zi looked at the black man in front of him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is that Bam?"

The Negro nodded.

"Is it convenient to take a moment, I have a few questions to torture you."

Yang Zi had a straight face, adhering to a business-like attitude.

Torture?

Bam frowned. This policeman was too uneducated. He should have asked if it was okay?

"Well, if you have time, come in."

One more thing is worse than one less thing, Bam stepped aside.

Yang Zi couldn't be angry, he filed in with four police officers and sat on the sofa.

Bam also sat opposite him upright, looking very honest.

"Officer, what do you want to ask?"

Bam spoke.

Yang Zi's face darkened, he slapped the coffee table, and shouted, "Bam! Do you plead guilty?"

Bam was taken aback, and said inexplicably, "What crime do I plead? I'm a good person."

Yang Zi sneered and said: "Very good, tough talk."

Then two of the police officers immediately took out handcuffs, pressed down on Bam, and cuffed his hands and feet.

"What are you doing? You know who I am"

Bam, who was shouting, suddenly choked. Yang Zi's eyes lit up and he knew, this is the dwarf.

"Hey, who are you? Tell me."

Yang Zi said cheerfully.

Bam gritted his teeth and said, "What on earth did I do?"

"Hmph, what did you do, you killed a zombie!"

"Zombie?"

Bam looked confused and said, "To save your life, killing a few zombies is not too much, right?"

"Not too much."

Yang Zi nodded and said, "But it's wrong for you to insult zombies."

As he spoke, Yang Zi pushed over a few pictures.

"Insulting zombies?"

Bam looked down, what's on the picture?
comics?

A black man is locking a few female zombies on the ground, and then doing something shameful.

There is a text box on it with the word Bam written on it and an arrow pointing to the black man.

There are also narration and plot in the comics. The black man identified as Bam shy the female zombie and said: "I am Bam, and Bam is me."

"Um"

Bam's mind was a little confused, and he said dullly: "What's wrong with this comic?"

"What's wrong?"

Yang Zi said angrily: "This is your evidence, Bam, you committed the crime of insulting zombies!"

???

Bam looked confused, so ridiculous.
"This is just a cartoon, okay?"

"Oh, you want to say that he is a cartoon?"

Yang Zi sneered: "Hey, I don't think so. I think this is a picture."

Bam stared blankly at the comics, are people in this world so retarded?

This is obviously an amateur cartoon, can it also be called a photo?
Even if this is a photo, why are there character introductions and plot narration on the photo?

And what the hell do I do to zombies?

Is this a bit too much?
"Hmph, don't you have anything to say?"

Yang Zi showed a genuine expression and said, "Take it back to the bureau."

Then the four police officers who were like wolves and tigers lifted Bam up.

Bam stared at Yang Zi faintly, this situation of calling a deer a horse was so familiar!

In the academy, I was always taken away by the security captain for similar inexplicable reasons.
"I know who you are"

Bam said with hatred on his face: "Security Captain, I didn't expect you to come too. What kind of hatred do I have against you?"

Yang Zi gasped, my good fellow, this dwarf is so smart?

"Who am I? Am I the security captain? I won't admit it, I'm just playing~"

Yang Zi's expression was flat, as angry as he wanted to be,
Bam was so angry that he was shaking all over and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahhhh! You, a little security captain, have humiliated me several times!"

Bam said word by word: "You are dead!"

"I'm so scared."

Yang Zi stretched out, took off his smelly socks on the spot, and stuffed them into Bam's mouth.

Bam rolled his eyes straight away, and was directly passed out.

"Does it stink?"

Yang Zi muttered to himself, took a breath, what the hell?

Yang Zi immediately ran away, and the police officers carrying Bam behind him all had pale faces.

Socks that have never been changed
"How's it going?"

Yang Zi returned home and saw the source code lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, so he asked aloud.

"Basically, you can take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, all kinds of things appeared in Yang Zi's eyes.

Among them is a mech similar to Iron Man.

"This is the mecha model I wrote, which basically meets the rigid needs of high-intensity combat, and can be manufactured on a year-on-year basis."

The sound of source code is full of pride.

Yang Zi nodded, "Then let's build it, right? Can you impose indestructible rules like the trees in this world?"

The source code was stunned for a moment and said: "It seems possible. Why didn't I think of it?"

"Also. Like Iron Man, is there any power propulsion equipment? The kind that can fly?"

Yang Zi asked again.

The source code swallowed and said, "I think it doesn't matter if it flies or not as long as it's big enough?"

"How about that?"

Yang Zi was dissatisfied: "How can we spend so many resources to get a disposable mecha? What I want is one that can be taken out."

(End of this chapter)