The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

Sha Ling was about to ask back, but she remembered that in another world she and the young man in front of her who called himself Ping Xin seemed to be acquaintances, and she couldn't help but sigh at the wonder and impermanence of the world.

"Don't worry, I've taken care of it... After all, I'm pretty familiar with them. They're all acquaintances near the shopping district."

"How on earth did you manage to stay with us all this time? What about Xia Xi and the others? They... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that."

She apologized.

Because it's not polite, and it's not rational.

"It's okay, I don't mind... After all, they are so important to you, aren't they? I also took care of other people's homes, so no one has to be so cautious and eavesdrop. As for how I did it... That's of course part of my ability, a trade secret~"

"Thank you, Mr. Pingxin!"

So this name...

Never mind, that's good.

"But is it really okay to put them there?"

"Well, this arrangement is the best right now."

Everyone is puzzled.

"It would actually be safer if everyone was infected. After all, zombies won't attack each other. And when they have no targets, they go into hibernation, minimizing energy loss.

Therefore, if they are cured within a certain period of time, the experience of most people is similar to 'sleep, wake up and find that they have lost weight and their muscles are a little sore'... This feeling is like sleepwalking~"

It’s better not to talk about things like stampedes among zombies or being killed by others. Anyway, they have already been cured and talking about them will only add to the trouble.

"Oh, you're indeed Brother Pingxin, you have a really good brain!"

"Haha, I can handle a few more compliments~"

After all, he is essentially saving the world this time, so it's okay to be complacent occasionally.

"Lord Pingxin, please follow me... The head of the family is waiting." A man who looked like a butler came out and said.

"Then I'll be back soon...Everyone, just wait for my good news~"

With a smile and a wave, Ping Xin turned and left.

This time he didn't even bring Diao Yue Liyin with him, after all, there were some things she was not comfortable hearing right now.

"Then... let's go~"

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"Ahem... Lord Ping Xin, please take a seat."

"Old man...how did your body become like this?"

Looking at the old man lying on the bed with gray hair and weak body, Ping Xin suddenly became speechless.

Although he had investigated the situation in the villa before, out of respect for his friend of different ages, he did not look here, so Pingxin did not notice the poor physical condition of the head of the Genjumaki family.

"Ahem...it's okay. But you, even if you have superpowers, is it okay for you to fight the virus directly with your body?"

"No, I'm fine. Apparently, you're the one with the problem now... How strange, since you were perfectly healthy over there."

"Maybe it's the influence of the environment... I heard that we don't have any troops stationed in your place, and the East Country is also an independent country with reliable allies. That's great—"

Wow, I didn’t expect you to be the Eastern Wolf Warrior!

Ping Xin suddenly understood why the old man of the Genjumaki family could get along well with his father. As we all know, there is a kind of friendship called "We have a common enemy", which is a true "revolutionary" friendship.

In order to save some effort, Pingxin, in the name of "fairness", while checking the information of the Xianjuan family, also gave some information about his own world. Although it was not detailed, it was authentic.

"I heard that you're also doing business there, and you have a relationship with our family?"

"It's a small achievement... Although I didn't intend to do that big at the beginning, I just wanted to make a little money, enough for pocket money, to support my family. But unfortunately, there is an old naughty boy who insists on chasing me to compete. Even though he always loses and always suffers losses, he never gets tired of it."

"That sounds really good, ahahaha... cough, cough——"

"..."

Even if "he" is not him, he is still worthy of respect.

Apart from anything else, just the calmness in facing death is something that many people cannot do in their entire lives. Ping Xin doesn't believe that he doesn't know how long his body can last.

three years?

Five years?

No matter how you extend your life, it will never exceed 10 years, even if you use the latest technology and some taboo methods commonly used by some Western bigwigs.

After all, no matter what, he is just an ordinary old man who likes sports and calligraphy. It is very good that he can live to this day and he deserves the name of "Shou".

"So would you like to make a deal, Master Xianjuan?"

"Well...but it's okay."

"Now there is an opportunity to become the savior of the East Country and lead the country out of the shackles of the United States. The price is all the technology of your Xianjuan family——"

"I agree." Before Ping Xin finished speaking, Xian Juan Shou answered.

"..."

Sometimes I don't know whether to say you're too shrewd or too perceptive. Perhaps his influence has been part of my ability to remain true to my principles until now...

With emotion, Ping Xin said the second thing -

Chapter 5: It's hard to imagine someone doing this during the Resident Evil era

"—Don't smoke, don't drink, eat healthily, and exercise moderately. If you add my abilities, you can probably extend your life by about 15 years, enough to last until Miss...Xinxian Juanxin takes over the foundation."

"Oh, this is really-...I don't know how to thank you enough."

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank 'yourself'... It's just a friendly service."

"Wow, it turns out that if you live long enough you'll see new and interesting things..."

Now Xian Juanshou's complexion has visibly improved, and he has more energy when he speaks.

"If you want to repay this favor, give me a share of the profits... and then use that money to set up a real charitable foundation."

"Yes, Not Bad."

It is well known that many charitable foundations are just means for bigwigs to avoid taxes and launder money. Xian Juanshou naturally understands Ping Xin's meaning. After all, he also looks down on those who do fake charity.

This is true not only for things, but also for people.

"Then I'll increase my bet a bit... I have some success stories to share. Even if only 30% of them succeed, it will definitely help me get a lot of resources and increase my influence."

"Do you need equipment?"

"It's all in my head. If I had a computer and a printer I could write it out right now, but typing it out would take some time."

"very good."

Both for things and for people.

Now he understood some things, such as why his other self admired him so much.

"It's just that I can't repay you for saving my life and extending my life, so why not..."

"Stop, stop, stop... You old man, as soon as you opened your mouth I knew you were going to promote your granddaughter again. As expected, no matter which world you are in, you dote on her to the bone."

This factor was also involved when he helped Xian Juanshou of this world extend his life. Otherwise, not only would the business entrusted to the wrong person be ruined, but it would also bring disaster to thousands of families.

But the most important thing is to let him not go against his own principles. After all, he really wants a son-in-law who has supernatural powers, can come and go without a trace (doesn't care about things and doesn't want power), and can let the woman take charge.

"How about trying to trust her for once? After all, this time, you have time to wait for her to grow up. You know, Xin is definitely a talented and good child, but she's just not interested in these things."

"Yeah—...So you really don't want to consider it?"

"..."

Seeing Ping Xin's face darken visibly, the old man, who was nearly 80 years old, clapped his hands and laughed loudly, even alarming the housekeeper, maid and eldest lady outside.

"Shut up, old man... Emotional instability is the enemy of old age. If you want to live longer, just behave like a real old man!"

He turned around and left, waving his hand at the same time. This basic courtesy is still expected.

But as he was waving it, it turned into the middle finger. When facing your "old friends" in various senses, you still have to have this little "politeness".

But when his hand touched the door handle, Ping Xin suddenly turned around and said, "I've changed my mind. I won't leave you the documents, but I will leave some more interesting projects for Xin..."

After all, you're an acquaintance of my father's over there, and one of the kindhearted people who was willing to help me first after my father disappeared. Thanks to you, my career is now so successful that it's giving me a headache."

"That must be because you and your father have such value!" Xianjuan Shou answered immediately.

After all, there are two things he is most proud of:

First, he founded the Xianjuan Group from scratch, and second, he never made a mistake in judging people...

Except for my current son-in-law, they are all a bunch of rubbish!

"Heh~...as expected?"

I am indeed a promising young man like my dad~

But it's really lonely when no one can answer...

So wait for me, father and mother.

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"Three days! ...We can produce enough antibodies for everyone in the East Country in three days!"

No, what exactly is your tech tree like?

After listening to the report sent by the person in charge of the Genjumaki family, Ping Xin felt very complicated.

Although this world is very poor in terms of entertainment, its technology is quite advanced in hardware. Is it true that this world prefers music and its development deviates from the previous life?

After complaining, Ping Xin was already thinking about what to do in the next three days. After all, now it was not only about waiting for the production of antibodies and completely solving the biochemical crisis, but also because his stand-in went on strike again.

Now that I think about it, the previous "reminder" might have been the stand-in speaking, but if it was it, why is it silent now?

Perhaps I was too impulsive to reflect on this, or maybe my technology tree wasn't high enough to produce a time-travel device, but Ping Xin would probably have to stay here until this only means of travel returned to normal.

So what are the conditions?...

"Could you give me some hints——"

In this way, Hirashin, Rion and the other girls in the band who were temporarily unable to go home stayed at Genmaki's house today.

And in the next few days, they may also be here...

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"Let me go—I need to go home and feed Xiaobai, Xiaozi, Danjuro, Xiaohua, Xiaoou... change their water, and brush their fur!"

"Calm down! There are zombies everywhere! And it's dozens of kilometers away. How are you going to get there?"

"It's okay, I'll go for a morning run!"

“Whose morning jog is a marathon?”

Background: The mother and daughter of the Huayuan family are rabbit lovers, and they are serious rabbit lovers. They have 20 rabbits at home and each of them has a name.

But because they encountered a zombie crisis at school yesterday, were rescued by Superman, and then the group flew to a super luxurious mansion, the overly excited Hanazono Tae didn't think about it for a while.

Today, when she got up and prepared for her morning run, she suddenly thought of the rabbits because she usually said goodbye to the rabbits before going out.

Now she's clamoring to go home, and Ichigaya Yusaki, the band's headliner, is hugging her to stop her, and Toyama Kasumi, who's standing by, is happily joining in...

So, everyone has no sense of crisis at all, right?

I can’t stand it anymore——

"...This is educational guidance. Be prepared!"

Very good, Pingxin is on fire!