The Female Lead is Raised by Bosses

ese two zombies are refreshing his cognition all the time.

After a while, Luo Yesheng and Bian Bian entered the hotel.
The two zombies followed not far behind.

Because Bian Bian wanted knives, forks and dishes, Luo Yesheng quickly pinpointed where the back kitchen of the hotel was, based on his experience.
After confirming that the back kitchen was safe, Luo Yesheng beckoned Bian Bian to enter.

The back kitchen of the hotel is wide and is divided into several areas.
From the traces left on the scene, it can be concluded that this place was used not long ago.

Luo Yesheng found a box in a vertical cabinet, and there was an unopened set of tableware in it.

All were made of crystal,[3] which was very beautiful.

He knocked on the surface of the bowl with his fingers, the sound was clear and crisp.
It was a high-quality product with an equally high price.

Surviving alone, Luo Yesheng is not particular about material aspects—he is the kind of guy who can sleep even if he is given a coffin.

When he can put delicious food in his mouth, he will eat his fill.
As for whether the utensil for holding food are bowls or something else, he doesn’t care.

However, after living with Bian Bian for a while, he was influenced by the little girl and became inexplicably “exquisite”.
When he saw the beautiful crystal bowls, he thought of placing them on the dining table, which is absolutely good-looking.

His “little master” will like it.

If this kind of thing was put in the past, Luo Yesheng wouldn’t want it at all, since it took up space and was useless.

Now… he easily stuffed more than ten sets into the supplies bag.

“Uncle Zhu Yuan, that can’t be eaten!”

Bian Bian looked left and right curiously, while the old zombie followed closely behind her.

Since advancing to level 5, Grandpa still did not allow Bian Bian to approach him—for instance, intimate gestures such as pulling his hand or trying to hug him, but the distance between him and Bian Bian has narrowed a lot, and he can almost stand directly behind Bian Bian.

With the protection of the old zombie, Luo Yesheng can let the little girl wander around the back kitchen with confidence.

Consequently, Bian Bian who was in the process of “treasure hunting” saw Uncle Zhu Yuan holding a pot and began to nibble.
The little girl was full of helplessness—why does Uncle Zhu Yuan like to eat these things so much?

The third-level zombie, who was quietly trying to take a bite, discovered that he had been found.
So he reluctantly let go of the big pot, and then turned his target to an unused steel wool on the countertop basin, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth while Bian Bian was not paying attention.

Then once again pei pei pei![4] spat out.

Worse than grass.

…

Bian Bian pulled a drawer to open, she saw a pack of brand new cleaning rags and a few packs of plastic gloves.
It was obviously not something good, but the little girl was as if finding a treasure.
The smile on her little face was blooming like a flower, and she muttered to herself, “This one can wash dishes.”

In order to make her “treasure hunt” more convenient, she gave Gray Gray to grandpa to hold.

Probably because of advancement, plus the amount of crystal absorbed during this period of time, the old zombie who have thinned like paper have grown a lot of flesh like Bian Bian.

The tall old zombie carefully held the gray bear with his five fingers.
His attention was occasionally attracted to the red stitch on the bear’s arm.

A strange impulse urged Grandpa to rip that thread off.

Because…it was so ugly.

The drawer that was opened by Bian Bian was the drawer under the kitchen sink, and as she put the “treasure” into the bag specially used for storing supplies—there was a soft “bang”.
The little girl noticed that there was a small door beside the corner, and the sound seemed to come from behind that door.

The third-level zombie was walking back and forth in the back kitchen, making clunking noises from time to time.
So it was impossible to determine whether there was really a sound behind that door.

Grandpa looked down at the red thread on the Little Bear’s arm once again.
This time, he couldn’t hold back and raised his other hand—his palm was bluish gray, just like that of a dead man’s, and the color of his nails was closer to a dark color—it was only yesterday with the help of Luo Yesheng that the long nails was clipped.
After a day, sharp arcs grew again.

Grandpa tried to break the red stitches with his sharp fingernails.

After Luo Yesheng stuffed a few sets of crystal bowl wares, he began to look for something to eat without any hope.

The third-level zombie forced himself into a gap between the bottom of the shelf and the ground.
He couldn’t get in after stuffing half of his head.

The door was closed.
Bian Bian glanced at her Grandpa and at Luo Yesheng, who was on the other side.
She didn’t see Uncle Zhu Yuan.

A few seconds later, Bian Bian shouted loudly: “Uncle Luo, there is a door here, and I heard a sound inside.”

There is a sound?

Luo Yesheng’s expression froze, and he came over quickly.

……

“Huh? Your Highness, she actually did not open the door by herself, how strange.” The smart housekeeper passed behind the sofa and glanced at the screen.
All the data was clearly displayed, and the smart robot couldn’t help but wonder.

Based on his cognition, human beings have an endless desire to explore, and at the same time they have a fearless spirit to find answers despite of danger—or to be more precise, a certain kind of death-defying mentality.

Based on his cognition, in such a situation, most people will be tempted to push the door open.

“…You actually peeped at me playing games?” The Seventh Prince, who was concentrating on playing games while lying on the sofa, was startled by the silent mutter of the smart butler.
His face was so gloomy that water was about to drip.[5]

The smart housekeeper defended himself: “Your Highness, you are wronging me.
I didn’t peep, I just passed by.
You know, when my eyes are turning, they will automatically scan the situation of the surroundings, and the picture on your screen will be automatically sent to my database.
This is not stealthily…”

“Shut up!”

“Okay.” The smart butler shut up obediently, but before shutting up, he said again in a curious tone, “Your Royal Highness, according to past data, every time you played this child raising game it makes you feel very happy.
But in the past two days, when you played this game, you got angry up to thirteen times.
Why is that?”

“Roll ! ! !”

This time, the smart housekeeper rolled quickly.