The Zombies Are Coming But I’m Laying Down At Home - Chapter 17

    Alert cleared.

    Fu Erdie took the air zongzi, opened a gap, and tried to drink air through the gap.

    one second later.

    Two seconds later.

    Nothing Happened…

    Only some green radish fresh herbal smell.

    Fu Erdie sucked for a long time, and felt that even an oxygen tank would have to be sucked by herself, so she opened the air zongzi. It was clean and empty inside. I don’t know if the energy group was sucked away, or if it disappeared by itself.

    Fu Erdie and Luluo had big eyes and no eyes, and were silent for a while.

    ”Forget it.” Fu Erdie is also a Buddha.

    She was in the corridor, sitting next to the door of 16-1. The wounds on his left shoulder and body were scratched and bitten everywhere, and the pain was excruciatingly painful.

    Nowadays, there are only two ways for Fu Erdie to be scratched by zombies and eat crystal cores.

    The method of eating crystal cores has not been practiced. You can continue to practice if you are scratched by zombies.

    She was worried that the mutated virus in her body did not work, and was eliminated by treatment in her house, so she did not choose to go home for treatment, but sat at the door waiting. If the zombie virus strikes, she will fight it hard.

    I can’t hold it anymore, she will become a zombie, she will go back at the last moment.

    The large leaves of the radish cover the place where Fuerdie is still bleeding, help her to stop the bleeding.

    The dog lay beside Fu Erdie to accompany her, next to the roots of the 16-7 grain ears.

    They were all around, watching her, quietly supporting and accompanying her.

    Fu Erdie smiled, noticing that the blood flowing out of her turned into a little white light, melted into the house, and was absorbed by the room.

    Before, the white light would come back to heal Fuerdie’s wound. Now, with Fu Erdie’s refusal, she unilaterally bleeds and provides energy.

    She raised her hand and touched the white wall weakly: “It’s also a snack for you, right?”

    The white light on the house flickered slightly, making some silent responses.

    Fu Erdie leaned his head against the wall and said softly, “I don’t understand. You can speak.”

    Fu Erdie felt that her eyelids were heavy and she would fall asleep at any time.

    She kept her spirits up and chatted with the dog, the house, the green radish, and the blurred vision in front of her, she couldn’t tell whether it was an orchid or a gardenia leaf .

    She didn’t feel like she was mutating, and she didn’t have the urge to eat people with a high fever. She felt very tired, in pain, and wanted to sleep.

    She pinched herself to cheer herself up. But when I pinched it down, the pain felt like a drizzle compared to other wounds on my body, not even an itch.

    The door of 16-1 was not closed, Fu Erdie put his hand beside the door, and with a slight push, the door could be opened.

    But entering this time means that her evolutionary path has failed.

    In the novel, some people evolve in one night, while others take several days. What if she’s that kind of thing, how many days will it take to evolve?

    If she missed this time, she would have to go to the zombies and go all out to get the crystal core…

    No, she made up her mind, this is the last time.

    She was really tired and didn’t want to move.

    During repeated mental torture, Fu Erdie finally failed to resist the physiological reaction of excessive blood loss and fainted.

    At the last moment, the consciousness did not open the door of 16-1, but closed it back fiercely.

    On the white wall of the house, a white light flickered slightly.

    The door turned outward slightly, but she still respected Fu Erdie’s wishes and did not force her to take her home.

    Furdie had many wounds, but not fatal. Luluo has blocked the surging blood through physical hemostasis.

    So now, Fu Erdie is not a big problem.

    She had a dream, a long, long dream.

    In her dream, she became a child, happily chasing a butterfly, surrounded by darkness.

    But the butterfly flies very fast, much faster than her with short hands and short legs.

    At first, butterflies teased her, fluttering about as if within her reach, arousing her curiosity and teasing her nerves.

    Later, when she officially started chasing, the butterfly flew higher and farther.

    She ran so fast, her foot wobbled, and she fell to the ground.

    At this time, the butterfly will stop at a high place and look at her from a distance, as if waiting for her.

    She took courage, got up again, ran and chased, and fell again…

    Until the end, my own world no longer has the little bit of fluorescence on the butterfly wings.

    In the darkness, she finally knew that the butterfly did not belong to her.

    However, it does not belong to her, and she is still hanging in front of her. It’s annoying, isn’t it.

    In the corridor, Fu Erdie was lying on the ground in a coma, a line of tears suddenly rolled down her unconscious face.

    The weather in September is much better than in August.

    At least for humans, a temperature of 37 degrees is much better than a temperature above 40 degrees.

    However, Fu Erdie’s small book of records will always stay on August 31st.

    —The day when nothing happened after killing the speed zombies.

    In fact, nothing happened, just pointing at Erdie herself.

    In addition to her, the changes in Building No. 7 are still great.

    After she woke up that day, she went directly to the little old lady and let her live in 16-1, on the condition that she had to go to the different floors of the seventh building every day. Water the plants there.

    The radish has grown up. The leaves become larger, the main body becomes larger, and the range that the roots, branches and leaves can extend becomes farther.

    It thought about it, extended its root system to the empty house of 16-2, and occupied the house in one go.

    When Fuerdie knew about this situation, she guessed that the energy of the crystal nucleus should be absorbed by it unconsciously.

    Eating a power crystal nucleus is more effective than eating a floor of zombies. Occupying a new house is normal.

    The temperature dropped, the zombies became active, and the mutant plants also became active.

    mutant plants other than 16-1, the yield was significantly improved. Especially the millet of 16-7, seeing the wind, it grows into a tree in the room, and the surrounding is heavily covered with ears, and the little old lady has to carry a lot of it back every day.

    The spider plant will grind the ears of grain and absorb it into millet.

    In addition, kumquats, peaches, cherries, sweet potatoes, potatoes, cabbage, cucumbers, and tomatoes are also harvested.

    Potatoes and sweet potatoes can be kept for a long time, but the fruit must be eaten immediately or it will spoil.

    Fu Erdie drank some millet porridge and fruit every day, then went back to her bedroom, closed the door and lay dead.

    The little old woman was afraid of spoiling the extra fruit, so she called her dog to eat it together every day. If I couldn’t eat it, I gave it to the mutant plants.

    Don’t say, look at what plants eat what fruits, you can see their grievances.

    Bear the brunt, cucumbers and tomatoes.

    Two old friends, both were planted on the balcony of 16-1 at the beginning. But because they were always fighting, Fu Erdie planted them outside.

    The longer you stay in 16-1, the stronger the vitality of the intelligent mutant plants. You don’t need soil at all, just put it at the base of the wall, and they will crawl all over the room by themselves.

    Furdie put the cucumber at 16-5 and the tomato at 16-10. The two plants are basically on the opposite corners of the entire floor, and they are in contact with each other. not up.

    As a result, they seem to be able to sense each other’s position and have to lean against each other’s territory. Now the root vines are only at the level of crawling out of the room, but it is estimated that after a year or two, they will be able to climb up to the other party’s head.

    The little old lady doesn’t understand.

    At first they thought that the two plants were in a good relationship, but they were separated by Fu Erdie.

    Later, when there is excess production capacity and plants start to eat fruit, they will definitely choose each other’s fruit.

    Normal plant feeding—secreting corrosive fluids that envelop the food and slowly digest it.

    Eating of tomato and cucumber—inserting/inserting, shredding, tearing, creating the posture of the crime scene, and then secreting corrosive liquid to digest and absorb them.

    Tomatoes and cucumbers are fine, not so scary.

    Cucumbers eat tomatoes, the “blood” in that room almost didn’t scare the little old lady out of a heart attack.

    The dog is very good, and he patrols the seventh building most of the day. When a zombie comes up, it will bite to death, drag it into the root system that extends out of the flesh, and let it eat it.

    However, its hearing and smell are getting better and better now, even if it is separated by the fifth or sixth floor, you can hear the movement downstairs.

    So after it makes a circle, it will return to 16-1, stand up on two legs, open the door on the front leg, and enter Fuerdie’s bedroom , Shaking the hair and feet that had just been cleaned by Chlorophytum, jumped onto the bed and lay beside Fu Erdie.

    What are you doing?

    She is listening to the radio.

    This is the channel given by ZF to listen to the message when the signal is temporarily restored in the last days.

    But now there is no sound, only the interfering sound of zizi la la.

    Fuerdie didn’t turn it off, regarded it as white noise, and continued to stare at the ceiling in a daze.

    Efforts may not be successful, but giving up will be easy.

    She is at home now, eating fruit every day, blowing the air conditioner, ordinary zombies are attacked by dogs, and when she encounters powerful zombies, they lie down and die, which is good.

    If it is a very bad power user, kill her, or drive her out of the house, there is no way.

    In addition to being rotten, there is nothing to do.

    She thought, got up from the bed, ran to the window edge and looked down.

    There are too many corpses in the chaotic end times, and there may be no shortage of her.

    Fu Erdie pushed open the window, and wanted to stick her head out, to see if she could find a few familiar corpses or zombies.

    As a result, the window was welded, and it couldn’t be pulled.

    Fu Erdie looked at the glimmering light on the wall and smiled faintly: “Don’t commit suicide. How could I commit suicide.”

    The house ignored her.

    As a last resort, Fu Erdie can only give up watching the scenery and continue to lie on the bed.

    In mid-September, it rained in city c.

    In the past, dogs would accompany Fu Erdie on and off for several hours a day. In the past two days, he either did not come back every day, or he came back with an injury and recovered with the help of the house.

    Fu Erdie realized later that the torrential rain lasted a little longer, and the temperature should have dropped again.

    She looked at the thermometer outside. The temperature of 378 degrees before had dropped to below 35 degrees.

    This is the beginning of the end of the world, when zombies are very active.