The Zombies Are Coming But I’m Laying Down At Home - Chapter 12

    Not a problem though.

    Not to mention the 48 packs of instant noodles that have not been touched, the small kumquats on the balcony are also ripe.

    Other fruits, potatoes, sweet potatoes planted last month are still thriving.

    The crops are more or less mutated, but they are all in the right direction. The seedlings grow fast, the fruit trees grow tall, the kumquat trees are covered with fruits, and each one is about the size of a small orange.

    Fu Erdie estimates her food intake, saves it, and can barely eat three or four a day.

    She picked off more than a dozen small kumquats that were ripe, ate one of them, put the rest in the refrigerator, and took them out when she was hungry.

    The other vegetables and fruits that Fuerdie hopes to plant can also ripen early. If only the food grown in the small flower bed on the balcony could fill her stomach, that would be all the better.

    It’s just that there is no bottom after all. She still hasn’t figured out the mutation principle of houses, green plants, and crops. What she sees so far is the good side, and the side effects or the price to pay is unknown. .

    She no longer wants to be tortured by nightmares and wait to die.

    Want to live. Want to find a way out.

    She tied her hair into a ball head that was easy to move, put on the ragged clothes that had been scratched and washed before, picked up the hammer, wrapped the keys, and walked out quietly.

    The floor she is on is the 16th floor, and there are eight floors above, each with ten households. The stairs are divided into main stairs and secondary stairs.

    Fu Erdie first scanned this layer.

    16-2 She often goes in and out, and she also holds the spare key of the door in case of emergency.

    Several other households, the door was broken, she went in directly to inspect, all the usable ones were moved to the door and carried home together.

    The gate was not broken, and Fu Erdie did not try to destroy it, so just skipped it.

    In fact, these people have more or less food at home. But the zombies went in and turned around, and many things were knocked over and destroyed unconsciously. There was nothing to use on the bright side. She could only rummage through the cabinets one by one.

    There are no bad things, such as rice, flour, grain, oil, salt and sugar, which can be turned out a lot.

    Especially in the homes of some elderly people, there is a lot of rice stored.

    Furdie moved them home one by one.

    Fu Erdie couldn’t help laughing and touched the leaves of the green dill.

    “Thank you, little green dill.”

    “Little Luluo”, who was already taller than Fu Erdie, gently rubbed Fu Erdie’s hand, very happy.

    Furdie brought six flower pots in addition to the food she could eat.

    There should have been seven, but the seventh floor vase was so large and heavy that she couldn’t move it.

    She put five of the flower pots together, sowed all kinds of seeds that she knew and did not know in a room, watered them, and waited for them to grow freely.

    There was a small flowerpot left, she picked it up and squatted next to the “green plants”: “Anyone of you willing to come in and help me go out to work?”

    Other environmentally friendly green plants were pushed aside by the huge green dill before they could react.

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    Fu Erdie: !

    Fu Erdie hurriedly stopped: “Good Luluo, this home can’t be done without you! You have to protect our home!”

    Luluo was stunned, and grieved down. The room also returned to calm.

    Fu Erdie was helpless, but she felt amused, so she quickly comforted her.

    Her target is the pitifully crowded spider plant next to the green dill.

    Chlorophytum is almost, how old it was before the end of the world, and how old it is now, completely the little brother in the “green plants”.

    Fu Erdie guessed that the main force of helping the house to clean and absorb garbage and debris is the radish, but other green plants also have this function. It’s just that they fell behind at the beginning, and there was no chance to grab what Fuerdie regarded as garbage and nutrition, so they had to shrink here.

    The sixteenth floor was almost swept away by her. But there was one room she dared not go to. Because it really stinks.

    She can be sure that there are dead people or zombies in it, now rotting in the high temperature, maybe it has become a pool of rotting water.

    She really didn’t dare to go in to check the situation, and wanted to see if there were any mutant green plants willing to join her and clean it first.

    Without the strong competition of green dill, other plants will start to compete with each other.

    The green radish slaps one person per person… No, one green plant and one leaf (?) interrupted the chickens pecking each other, pulled out a potato seedling in the flower bed by the roots, and put it into the small flower of Fuerdie potted plants.

    Fu Erdie was stunned.

    No, it turns out that uprooting can be so rough and complete?

    Fu Erdie noticed that the potato seedlings pulled up by the green dill were not the best, nor the smallest, but an ordinary seedling that was not too big, not too small, and very inconspicuous.

    The moment the seedling entered the small potted plant, it swayed happily, and the complete roots were grabbed at once.

    This turned out to be a mutated potato seedling with subjective initiative, similar to an environmentally friendly green plant!

    Fu Erdie was shocked!

    And the potato, at the moment of landing, laboriously and slowly, stretched out its roots and went into the room.

    Furdie didn’t want to see it.

    Because she knew she would have nightmares and nausea when she saw the scene inside.

    But she was really curious about what the potato seedlings would do.

    So she leaned over to the door and looked inside.

    Return to the aisle immediately and retching in the next second.

    The hair is attached to the scalp, and the eyeball is facing the door, as if looking at her, or at every passer-by in this world.

    She retched for a long time.

    This is the end of the world, she should adapt.

    Thinking like this, Fu Erdie turned around and looked at the scene again.

    But soon, she rushed out again.

    The stress made her tremble and vomit.

    The small kumquats I ate in the morning have been spit out together with stomach acid, and the whole esophagus is burning with pain.

     Her face was covered with tears and snot, she tore off her tattered cuff and wiped it off, and threw it on top of the vomit to cover it.

    Stand up and lean towards the room for the third time.

    But she suddenly found that something was tugging at the back of her clothes. Turning around, it was the familiar Luluo.

    A small green radish leaf stretched to the limit that she could reach, and pulled her clothes.

    As if saying, “It’s okay not to face it, we’re always there”.

    Fu Erdie feels that her tears for more than 20 years have dried up in these two months.

    But just now, she couldn’t help crying.

    “Thank you.” She touched the leaves of the green dill, “It’s nice to have you.”

    Luo Luo understood, rubbed against her again, and then slowly turned yellow, from the leaves to the green branches sticking out far away, because the nutrition could not keep up and withered and fell, becoming a long line.

    Fu Erdie watched this scene and learned a piece of information.

    Environmental green plants, or green dill, can understand her words, can distinguish the condition of each plant on the balcony, and can accurately judge her intentions.

    It’s very, very smart, but its roots are at home, in that house.

    Maybe it can spread around, but it doesn’t have enough energy right now. Reluctantly stretched out a thin branch, has done its best.

    So did this potato.

    It is weaker than radish. The rhizomes spread very slowly.

    They are all trying to survive and to help her.

    She also needs to overcome her fears and take them where they can’t go.

    Foldie tore off the other sleeve and tied it around her eyes.

    She gently picked up the potted plant, held up the fragile root system of the potato seedling, and walked into the room against the wall.

    An unknown mosquito bites and it is more itchy and painful than usual.

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    The moment she put it down, she seemed to encounter something sticky and soft and wrapped her bones.

    Her arms froze, but she put down the potato seedlings steadily, got up again, turned her head, rubbed her head against the wall, took a few steps away, took off the cloth strips on her eyes, and ran back to 16-1 .

    She took off all her clothes and shoes, threw them on the ground, and rushed into the bathroom to shower.

    “Don’t think, don’t think.”

    She brainwashed herself, alternating hot and cold water to wash away the touch just now.

    Dead human beings, human beings with supernatural abilities, seem to frighten her more than the zombies themselves.

    She wants to take a long bath.

    But the water and electricity in the house are obtained by the strange energy conversion between the green radish and the house, and she does not want to waste more.

    After ten minutes, she came out of the wash and sat on the balcony with the dog in her arms, surrounded by the fresh breath and color of the green radish, and she gradually recovered.

    Next, is the excitement of overcoming fear and doing something big.

    She decided to make a bag of instant noodles to celebrate for herself.

    But I seem to have forgotten something…

    What’s up…

    Forget it, it doesn’t matter!

    The Overcoming Fear achievement unlocked today is already the most important thing!

    To be honest, Fu Erdie has had enough of two months of pickled vegetables and white rice. Now a little instant noodles, obviously can not meet the needs of Fu Erdie’s heavy taste. She tore a bag of ready-to-eat chicken breast and dipped it in instant noodle soup.

    emmm…it tastes a little weird.

    The mobile phone is playing soothing music, only the dim yellow night light is left in the house, which is quiet and comfortable.

    Have a good sleep, and routinely water the crops on the balcony the next day.

    Fu Erdie suddenly realized that she had forgotten something.

    Potato sprouts! !

    Yesterday the suit was thrown away by Fu Erdie and treated as garbage.

    But in the ten days of fighting zombies, she broke seven sets of clothes. These are the clothes she will continue to wear when she works and as a coolie, and they are called beggar clothes for the time being.

    Fu Erdie put on a tattered beggar’s uniform and quickly went to the room where the potatoes were.