Without waiting for the zombie to struggle, Aon forced the hunchback zombie to squat on the ground.
With a smile on his face, Aon forcefully moved the zombie's finger to write eight alphabets on the ground.
H. A. N. D. S. O. M. E
And— done!
Once the zombie stiffly wrote this word on the ground that had accumulated dust, Aon impatiently swatted the old zombie's hand.
Then, he looked up at the floating cat with a grin on his face.
[Son, did you see that? This old man praised my lil zombie as handso!]
The system was confused.
The hunchback zombie was confused.
The "lil zombie" was confused.
Even the audience had question marks all over their heads.
This- this- this—
What the hell??
Xing Xing looked at his dad with wide eyes, as if looking at an alien.
The hunchback zombie with no brain was still trying to scratch the handso boy, but his slow movent looked sowhat funny.
The "handso zombie" on the ground refused to look around and just stayed still, autistic.
The audience finally sent one comnt after another.
[Dats.Da.Wong.Hole]:
Dats. So. Wong. What's this little star doin'?
[BananaSplash]:
New here. Did the director send a new mission to harass a zombie, or sothing?
[DetectiveCanon]:
It's not like that. It's just the little star's own hobby.
Aon was labelled as a guy with a unique hobby— harassing zombies.
Still, the best actor looked at his son with excitent.
[Did that one just now count? The old zombie said my zombie is handso!]
Xing Xing twitched his whisker and could only nod feebly.
[Yes, nyaaa. It counts, nyaaa.]
Since it counts, it ans he could use the sa tricks for the other two zombies!
Aon looked at the other two zombies who tried to scratch him but moved in slow motion.
The young man grinned, revealing his devil horns and tail.
"Grandpa, grandma, let help you!"
Aon quickly grabbed the hand of the other old zombie with a bald head, and before the zombie could react, he had already repeated the cri he did just now.
This bald zombie was old, but he still had a few teeth left.
Feeling his dignity as a zombie challenged, the bald zombie bared his teeth and tried to pounce on Aon's exposed neck.
"Graoooo!!"
Unfortunately, he moved too slowly.
Maybe his neck was rusty and stiff. Hum. It must be an old disease.
And so, Aon easily dodged the incoming attack and slapped that rotten, bald head with his palm.
Pa!
"Bald grandpa, please be obedient! It will be done in just a few seconds!"
Aon once again forced the zombie's stiff finger to write the word "handso" on the ground.
After a few struggles here and there, Aon clapped his hands in satisfaction while the bald zombie doubted his life.
The zombie slumped on the ground and almost collapsed on the spot.
Only the old grandma was left, and since Aon respected won, especially the elderly, he was extrely gentle with grandma.
"Grandma, be careful, don't fall, yes, yes, co here— "
Even when grandma has super long nails that look sharp enough to pierce soone's chest, Aon still gently held the old woman's arm and used the long nail to stab the cent road.
"The first alphabet is H— "
The old grandma struggled and tried to claw Aon's face, but the guy simply pushed away the long nail and continued to force the old woman to scribble on the ground.
After repeated efforts, the grandma's long nail was chipped and cut short, leaving not a single nail behind.
The old woman looked at her short nail and shed tears on the spot.
Unfilial young man!
But Aon looked at his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.
Before he could ask the little cat, the little cat had already released the system notification.
DING! [Congratz, nyaa~ You received a Face Repair Skill Card × 1]
[The card will expire after 3 days, nyaa~ The host must get a new card after that, nya!]
Aon didn't mind that the face repair skill card would expire in three days and just urged the little cat to use the card.
Why? Because he didn't see any system panel!
[Son, quick! Apply the skill on dad's face!]
Aon let the three old zombies and his "handso zombie" communicate with each other while he rushed to a nearby abandoned car.
Xing Xing was not naughty this ti, so he imdiately applied the skill and made another system notification with his own voice.
DING! [ow, owwww, using the Face Repair Skill, nyaa!]
The next second, Aon felt a strange warmth on his face, especially on the long, hideous scar.
When he arrived at the nearby abandoned car and caught sight of his own face reflected on the car's window, he saw this amazing sight.
His hideous wound suddenly stopped dripping with a black and green liquid.
In just a few breaths, the whole scar disappeared, leaving only the smooth skin and the extrely beautiful— handso face.
Aon sucked in the cold air, and so did the audience.
The whole comnt section instantly exploded.
[Mimi_Wan_Milk]:
Ahhhh! This little star is so handso! So handso! So cute! Lick the screen!
[ThiccDicc]:
So ma' homie really awakened a superpower...even if it's only to repair his face.
[TippinButt]:
I'm trippin'. I'm an idiot. This sissy turns out to be superman!
Amidst the crowd of comnts, an inconspicuous audience who had been watching Aon all the ti but never sent any comnts had a gloomy face.
How did this guy awaken a superpower after almost dying due to the zombie's toxin?
He thought the awakening superpower thingy wasn't real.
But the healed face just now proved that this guy really awakened a superpower, so the zombie toxin couldn't kill him!
Gritting his teeth, the mysterious audience slowly typed on the virtual keyboard and sent a ssage to a distant place.
[Young master. The plan failed. Here's the details.]
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