Lu Yubo laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head: "Back in the village, my teacher said I had no brains, my dad said the same, Brother Dong said the same, Brother Shuo said the same, hehe."
Zhang Su rubbed his forehead, at a loss for words with this fool. He suddenly didn't want to assess Lu Yubo's loyalty anymore, because this person's train of thought was different from ordinary people. His thoughts could even be completely different from one second to the next.
No brains, just brainwaves running wild.
"Follow me from now on, but use your brain! Oh, go clean out the toilet!"
Zhang Su inexplicably ordered.
Lu Yubo was stunned for a moment, then stood up and asked Tan Huajun, "Sis, do we have a shovel?"
"Just kidding!" Zhang Su called out to Lu Yubo, pointing at his clothes: "Your and Qiu Shuo's clothes are all bloody. This shouldn't be from killing zombies, right?"
