The owner of this building is a typical sycophant.

He would always readily agree with anything the owners of Building 3 said.

Commonly known as a lackey.

Following the residents of Building 5, many other residents also echoed the sentiments of the residents of Building 10.

[Building 8: I'm saying, do your parents know how big your faces are?]

Weren't you guys having a great time insulting us in the group before?

I've already said it: I will not help any of you.

If you've got the guts, come find me. I guarantee you won't leave alive.

The fact that I can get my hands on a gun proves that I'm not an ordinary person.

Anyone who dares to challenge me, give it a try!

Such a cringeworthy statement is actually quite satisfying.

Emma, ​​I'm amazed at how handsome I am.

[Building 10: Fine, you'll regret this. Just you wait.]

After sending this message, Building 10 remained silent.

Other homeowners were still inside trying to persuade Fang Xiyue.

Various sales pitches.

They used all sorts of tactics, from appealing to emotions and reasoning with people to threatening and intimidating them, and even playing the victim.

The Fang family members were just watching the show, glued to their phones.

A bustling sound came from outside.

The seven members of the Fang family walked to the window.

A large number of people gathered in front of Building 10 outside.

These people were all people who had previously signed up to collect supplies.

There were quite a few people, roughly estimated to be more than 30.

Building 10 was still wearing the same clothes and baseball cap, standing at the very front.

The two zombie corpses were still there.

Those who came over didn't dare to approach.

Surveillance cameras were installed at Fang Xiyue's front door.

She showed everyone the surveillance footage.

I could hear everything those people said very clearly.

"Should we go in now?"

The person pointing at the Fang family's house is a resident of Building 5.

His green bubble profile picture is of himself.

"No, look at the electric fence they've installed on their wall."

What if we climb in and get electrocuted?

It's the end of the world, the power will definitely go out soon, then we'll go in.

Anyway, their family is already a sitting duck for us.

I doubt they'll be able to make any waves.

Let's go to the supermarket to collect supplies first.

To avoid someone else getting there first.

We won't get anything in the end.

We need to find some suitable weapons.

Building 10 directly rejected Building 5's proposal.

"That's right, Brother Zhang's thinking is very insightful."

Five buildings of flattery and sycophancy.

Fang Xiyue noticed that these people were looking at them on the second floor.

She held up her hand and gave the middle finger in return.

The man in Building 10 smiled, nodded with two fingers, and then walked forward.

"Ugh, I feel like throwing up."

Fang Xiyue couldn't take it anymore. Did he really think he was cool just now?!

No way, no way?!

"This young man may have some mental issues."

I guess he forgot to take his medicine before leaving home.

Grandma Fang gave a very serious evaluation.

"Pfft, hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter at Grandma Fang's words.

"Let's go, let's get on with our business and ignore this idiot."

As she spoke, Fang Xiyue pressed the remote control and closed the curtains directly.

Fang Xiyue, using her psychic abilities, saw the group of people heading towards the supermarket.

The two zombie corpses on the ground were still there.

Fang Xiyue didn't intend to interfere.

Wait until the water recedes outside.

She then took her whole family to the villa she had received by signing in.

Even if the two zombie corpses are infested with maggots, it has nothing to do with her.

Fang Xiyue diligently practiced her mental strength.

They used their released spiritual tentacles to move the cup and collect water.

At first, the cup only trembled but did not move an inch.

Gradually, the cup began to move towards the edge of the table.

Then go to the edge.

The mental tentacles were unable to support the weight of the cup.

The cup fell to the ground.

Fang Xiyue caught it with her hand.

"It's okay, let's try again."

Fang Xiyue cheered herself up.

Put the cup back in its place and start again.

On the eighth try.

The cup can finally move forward in the air.

But it didn't last long.

However, any progress is better than standing still.

Each subsequent movement covers a greater distance than the previous one.

Finally, on the twenty-fifth attempt, the cup arrived safely at the water dispenser.

Place the cup under the faucet.

Then control the mental tentacles to press the faucet.

The water gushed into the cup.

Very good, success.

A glass filled with water is much heavier than an empty glass.

Fang Xiyue tried several times before she was able to lift the cup with her mental tentacles.

The cup trembled as it moved towards Fang Xiyue in mid-air.

Some water inevitably spilled onto the floor.

When Fang Xiyue got the water cup.

There was less than half a cup of water left.

Overall, it was a success.

A first success leads to a second success.

Each subsequent one was much better than the last.

Until the cup filled with water was steadily placed in Fang Xiyue's hands.

Not a single drop of water was spilled.

Fang Xiyue then stopped practicing.

Her forehead was now covered in sweat.

Controlling mental power is much more difficult than you might imagine.

Of course, Fang Xiyue wasn't the only one training her superpowers.

Others are exercising as well.

For example, Fang's father is training his fire-based superpower.

From the initial lighter-shaped seedlings to the candle-shaped seedlings and then to the flamethrower-shaped seedlings.

The progress is quite obvious.

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