◎Happy Day 45: Survival Boat◎

The old man outside felt a little suspicious when he saw Jiang Muyun like this.

He had seen Jiang Muyun before the rain when he went out to fetch water. She was fine then. How come she looked so listless after not seeing her for a few days?

The old man said with concern: "Xiao Jiang, I'm your Grandpa Zhao. What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Muyun rubbed his temples: "It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well these past few days."

Uncle Zhao frowned. "How can a young man not take care of himself? Your grandfather would be so distressed if he knew."

Jiang Muyun sighed deeply: "It's not that I don't want to sleep, it's that I don't dare to sleep."

Uncle Zhao perked up instantly, and said with a distressed look on his face, "Alas, it's pitiful that you're all alone now. You must have been frightened by the rain these past few days, right?"

Jiang Muyun smiled weakly: "It's not the rain that scared him, it's my dog."

Jiang Muyun moved sideways to ensure that Uncle Zhao outside the door could see Xiaobai grinning in the living room through the gap in the iron door.

"I don't know what's wrong with my dog ​​these days. He's been really irritable and has tried to bite me several times. I had no choice but to tie him up. But one night, he somehow managed to break free from the leash and lay outside my door, scratching and barking. He even broke the lock on my door."

Jiang Muyun's eyes turned red as he spoke: "I finally tied it up again with great difficulty. I couldn't sleep at night."

"Look at what I'm wearing." Jiang Muyun pointed at his coat. "It's so hot now, I don't dare take it off. I'm afraid it will bite me."

When Uncle Zhao turned his head, he saw Xiaobai grinning at him in the living room.

Xiaobai is now quite big, and seems to have some wolf-dog blood in him. He has seen blood, and his posture is quite intimidating.

I don’t know if it was because he met Uncle Zhao’s gaze, but Xiaobai suddenly lowered his front legs and let out a low whimpering sound from his throat. He looked like he was about to pounce and bite someone.

Uncle Zhao knew that Jiang Muyun had a dog, but he hadn't seen her take it out for a long time, so Uncle Zhao's impression of Xiaobai was still that of an ordinary little black dog.

Seeing Xiaobai's fierce look, Uncle Zhao unconsciously took a step back and even forgot to say what he had prepared.

Uncle Zhao swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Xiao, Xiao Jiang, how about you find someone to kill this dog?"

Jiang Muyun was sad for a moment, then said tenderly, "No, it can't. It's been with me through the most difficult times. It's become my family. I've made up my mind. If it really doesn't work out, I'll die with it. Or if it eats me while I'm asleep, I'll accept that."

Uncle Zhao laughed dryly and tried to persuade him again: "How about this, let's kill the dog. Your grandfather Zhao has a lot of family members, and we'd like to stay at your house for a while to keep you company. Isn't that better than having a dog accompany you?"

"This dog is very strong. Brother Wu next door and I, along with four or five other people, could barely control it, not to mention..." Jiang Muyun's eyes swept over the family behind Uncle Zhao, and he said with a look of disappointment: "In this world, if you get bit by a dog, nine out of ten times you will die. I can't hurt you."

Before Uncle Zhao could say anything, Xiaobai cooperated and lunged forward, roaring ferociously. Even the table was caused to slide on the ground with a sharp squeak.

Even though they knew that Xiaobai was tied with a rope and there was an iron gate between them, Uncle Zhao and his family couldn't help but shrink back.

Qin Shiwu, who heard the noise from next door and was about to come out to help, suppressed his laughter and said, "Grandpa Zhao, you're not scared, are you? Yunyun's dog has been crazy for several days. We haven't dared to go near her door these past two days."

Chu Buwen also responded: "It's very scary. There are five or six of us and we can't catch it. It howls like a wolf every night."

After saying this, the two of them acted as if they were afraid of being hated by Jiang Muyun, and slammed the door shut.

Uncle Zhao looked grim.

Jiang Muyun sighed, looking indifferent to life and death, and slowly closed the security door.

Uncle Zhao's son couldn't help but spit outside the door: "Is that little girl crazy? Why does it look to me like she's not quite right?"

What about dying with it and eating her in the middle of the night? Just hearing it gives me goosebumps.

Uncle Zhao slapped his son on the back of the head and said, "You seem to be quite capable now. Why didn't you say anything just now?"

The middle-aged man muttered quietly, "That would be embarrassing. With such a large family like ours, who would be willing to rent a house to us?"

If there are too many people in the house, there will be no room for them. If there are too few people in the house, if they are allowed to move in, it will be unclear who will be the host and who will be the guest in the end.

Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely not let anyone live in his house.

Uncle Zhao snorted and said nothing.

He also knew that no one was willing to rent it, so he found a young girl like Jiang Muyun, hoping to curry favor with her and then use his numbers to scare her, hoping that she might give in.

I didn't expect that Jiang Muyun had a mad dog locked up at home.

I heard from the two young men that even a group of young people like them couldn't control the dog, so how could his family possibly withstand it?

Look at the dog, is it rabies?

Uncle Zhao shook his head. A cut on the body could be fatal these days, let alone a dog bite. It was better not to take the risk.

Jiang Muyun took off her mask and rubbed Xiaobai, who was wagging his tail frantically. "You've done really well, little one. Let's work hard for a few more days and practice your voice by yelling at the door every day. When you can talk, I'll buy you a game console that can be controlled by voice."

Jiang Muyun, who lives on the 15th floor, has people coming to visit him, not to mention the people downstairs.

After Uncle Zhao's family left, Jiang Muyun locked the corridor's security door from the inside with a stick.

When closing the door, Jiang Muyun heard Aunt Wang downstairs angrily cursing someone for being shameless.

Chu Buwen listened to the noise in the corridor for a while and said: "As long as the rain continues, there will be more and more such incidents."

Although they were all young and strong, they were outnumbered and outnumbered.

There are four households on the fifteenth floor, two of which are single-person households, and one is completely uninhabited. It's like a big piece of delicious fat meat placed among a group of people who have been hungry for three days.

No one has reacted these days, and those who come to the door are all looking to rent a house.

If the situation continues to deteriorate in a few days, the people who come may want more than just a house.

"Let's go back to the house first." Qin Shiwen invited them in.

The damp and moldy smell in the air is not pleasant, and mosquitoes fly through the corridor from time to time. It is not a good place to talk.

Before Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen entered the door, Qin Shiwu sprayed mosquito repellent at the door twice before opening it.

"No one is allowed in, not even into the corridor. It would be best to temporarily block the emergency door."

Qin Shiwu, who was originally thought to be the most soft-hearted, was the first to speak at this moment, and his attitude was extremely firm.

"Ninety percent of the people out there have wounds on their bodies, and they've been in this hot and humid environment. It's normal for them to get infected and inflamed."

"If someone dies in this kind of environment and the bodies can't be properly handled, a plague will surely break out. We have to prepare in advance."

It's only the fourth day of heavy rain, and the mosquitoes are just annoying.

But once a plague breaks out, the little mosquitoes that fly into the house may come to take your life.

If there is an injured patient living in your home at this time, or a group of patients gathered at your doorstep, there will be nowhere to hide.

Qin Shiwen asked, "Do you have alcohol disinfectant or something like that at home? Do you have enough food? Do you have fuel?"

Today, she saw someone going out in the rain with some floating objects, seemingly to salvage supplies from the water, and she hadn't seen them return yet. She was worried that Jiang Muyun and his wife might not have enough supplies at home, so she had this thought as well.

Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen nodded: "We won't starve to death if we stay at home for two months."

"That's good." Qin Shiwen breathed a sigh of relief: "We'll go out and lock the security door later."

Qin Shiwu calculated the time in his mind and reminded them: "Pay attention to safety at home these few days. If you don't have screens at home, open the doors and windows less to prevent mosquitoes from coming in. If the rain doesn't stop by the day after tomorrow, you must disinfect at home in the morning and evening."

Jiang Muyun resorted to all sorts of dirty tricks: "I still have some cement and sand at home, how about we just block the door?"

Zhao Jiahao and Li Anxuan have re-enlisted in the army. They must be very busy at this time and there is no way they will have time to come back.

Everyone else on the 15th floor is here. The best option is to just block the door shut before anyone tries to break it down violently.

Although Jiang Muyun had plans to go into the water to salvage something, that was not the time.

The situation outside is too dangerous now. She collects supplies to keep herself alive, not to go out and have fun. She can't put the cart before the horse.

Her ideal time to go into the water to salvage supplies is during the calm period after the flood.

Otherwise, if a flood comes while she is soaking in water, the only solution is that one of her body and soul must take off - if her body cannot fly, her soul will return to heaven.

Chu Buwen continued to refine his plan: "I have quite a bit of cement, which should be enough to block the door. We don't have any bricks anyway, so we can't build it too strong. It's okay as long as it can't be broken open by brute force from outside. I also have a construction hammer, so we can smash the cement when we can get out."

Now that we have thought of the escape route, it is natural to just block it, the sooner the better.

Although the temperature is high now, it is also very humid. If you start too late and someone knocks on the door before the cement has dried, then all your efforts will be in vain.

The stick that was originally stuck on the door handle was replaced with a steel pipe. After filling the door frame with cement to the same level as the wall, Chu Buwen also pulled a rope net and nailed it to the outside of the door frame to prevent the outside door from moving and shaking off the cement that had not yet dried.

Fortunately they acted quickly.

The situation outside deteriorated faster and worse than Qin Shiwu had predicted.

A few days before the rainstorm started, the weather was a little cooler than before.

But the good times didn't last long, and the temperature soon rose again.

This time, due to the high humidity in the air, the discomfort caused was even worse than before.

On the fifth day of the heavy rain, Jiang Muyun noticed that there was fog outside the window.

To be precise, the area covered by the mist has become larger.

Jiang Muyun put on a mask, gloves, goggles, and protective clothing, blocked the balcony door tightly, and then opened the balcony window.

As soon as Jiang Muyun opened the window, mist came in and instantly wet the floor.

There was thick and sticky fog outside, and the original sound of rain turned into the sound of rushing water. When Jiang Muyun stretched out his arms, it didn't feel like he was stretching them into the rain, but more like he was being rinsed directly under the faucet.

It was as if she lived under a waterfall.

Jiang Muyun leaned his head out slightly, wanting to see how high the water level had risen. But it was already hazy outside and he couldn't see anything.

After closing the window, Jiang Muyun sprayed the entire balcony with alcohol, and even sprayed every part of his body.

After finishing the work, Jiang Muyun waited for another five minutes before changing out of protective clothing, opening the balcony door, and disinfecting the house again.

The rising mist at this time is not a good thing. Who knows what is hidden in those small water droplets.

After Jiang Muyun finished cleaning up the house, he found a large spray bottle, filled it with alcohol, and went out to disinfect the corridor.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Muyun smelled the scent of disinfectant. Chu Buwen, who was also holding a spray bottle, greeted Jiang Muyun.

Qin Shiwen and Qin Shiwu were holding small spray bottles, and they were extremely envious when they saw the equipment of these two people.

They also opened the windows in the morning to check the situation, and disinfected the house to be on the safe side.

But they didn’t have such a spray bottle at home, so they could only use the small spray bottle to spray everywhere in the house.

Qin Shiwu stretched his sore fingers. "I don't know what's going on outside right now. The fog is so high. If there's a plague, it'll be a big problem. I don't know when the rescue team will arrive."

Jiang Muyun checked the cement blocking the door and didn't think much of the rescue team. "Our area is quite high, and more than half of the residential complex has elevators and tall buildings. It's normal for the rescue team to be put at the back of the queue."

Now that communications are cut off, it is a question whether the materials needed for rescue can be dispatched smoothly, and the efficiency of conveying various instructions is frighteningly low in the chaos.

The water was rising too fast, and granaries, hospitals, and various research institutes all needed to be protected first. Without timely communication and coordination, it was common for two or three teams to run into the same place.

Once these places are arranged, the first choice for rescue will be low-lying areas with a concentration of walk-up houses and bungalows, such as villages and towns outside the city.

It was raining so hard outside, and the rescue operations were also affected by the people involved. There was really no need to waste manpower in a relatively safe place like theirs.

Jiang Muyun pressed a circle around the outside of the cement layer.

When they mixed the cement mortar, they took the current air humidity into consideration and deliberately controlled the amount of water.

After a night, the outer layer of cement mortar has begun to harden, and we will have to wait a little longer for it to dry completely.

Judging from the faint marks on the rope net and cement mortar, someone must have been here yesterday, but didn't make any noise and gave up when they saw that the door wouldn't open.

Jiang Muyun pressed twice to confirm the hardness of the cement. Thinking about the heavy rain outside, she still felt a little uneasy.

"Should we get ourselves a boat now, just in case there's an emergency and we don't have time to leave?" Jiang Muyun suggested after looking at the rope net.

In fact, it is safest for them to stay at home because the water cannot reach the 15th floor.

In other words, the dam upstream of Nanshi should have burst before the water reached the 15th floor.

When a flood comes, do you stay at home on a high floor or go out for rafting?

Only relatives of the King of Hell are qualified to make the choice.

But it's better to be prepared for this kind of thing. Who knows when you will be forced to go out?

So the safety door must be blocked, and the boat must also be built. Grasp both forward and backward, and you will never go wrong if you are steady.

Jiang Muyun went home and rummaged through the books for a long time before taking out a blueprint of a simple lifeboat that she had prepared long ago.

Simply put, this drawing shows a rope net tied between two barrel-shaped floating objects, and then a plastic board placed on the rope net. People can sit on the plastic board and float on the water with the buoyancy of the front and rear barrels.

The barrel doesn't have to be too thick, but it must be long. The longer the barrel, the more stable your homemade boat will be.

The method of making this kind of boat is very simple, and they have all the materials on hand.

Floating objects can be made from buckets of water. If one bucket is not long enough, connect three buckets together.

Use a torch to melt the plastic at the joints and then glue them together to create a plastic cylinder that's more than one meter long.

And because the original water outlet of the bucket has been burned and melted into the adhesive, the sealing performance of this plastic cylinder is better than that of a single bucket.

But to be on the safe side, several people wrapped the outside of the bucket tightly with plastic wrap, which also served to reinforce the bucket.

They made a total of four plastic cylinders that were more than one meter long, which could be used to make two small boats, and each boat could easily carry two people.

Chu Buwen took a few bundles of parachute ropes and weaved the rope net in the middle.

Unable to find a suitable plastic sheet, they melted the lids of storage boxes and pieced them together, then glued some mineral water bottles to the bottom, which would fit perfectly on the rope net.

As for the oars, Chu Buwen took out four of them.

Because the board in the middle is flat and water is not easily accumulated, the theoretical carrying capacity of this small boat is very high. It should be no problem for the two of them and a small amount of luggage to fit in one boat.

Of course, the ship's carrying capacity is just a note on the blueprint, and we can't test it in the water for the exact capacity now.

Once the ship is built, it means we have a way out.

If there is an emergency, they will not be trapped at home and die.

Jiang Muyun felt a little more at ease.

After she got home, she thought about it, found the map book she had bought before, and combined it with the offline map she had downloaded to identify several places where she might find kayaks.

If the situation really became critical, she would take people to these places according to the water flow. Even if they couldn't find the boat when they got there, she could get the boat out of the space and pretend that they had found it there.

Jiang Muyun marked the points on the map, simulated the route in his mind several times, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought about it and found it funny. It must have been a very critical situation for them to run away from the fifteenth floor.

It can’t be that a tsunami rushed all the way from Hai City to Nan City, right?

That's what he thought, but ever since he had the boat, Jiang Muyun felt safe when he went out to disinfect the corridor.

The water level was rising faster and faster, and more and more people wanted to move upstairs.

Residents on several floors did not close the security doors, and in a moment of distraction, there were three or four households living in the corridor.

At first, everyone lived in peace and harmony, and even chatted with each other because they shared the same suffering.

The fact that Jiang Muyun had a mad dog at home and that he himself was mentally unstable was just blurted out by Uncle Zhao's son.

The old neighbors here all know the situation of Jiang Muyun's family, and most of the residents who intend to move to higher floors are eyeing her house.

When those who were eyeing Jiang Muyun's house heard this, their thoughts faded a lot.

It’s not that they are really afraid that Xiaobai will eat them, but nowadays any small wound can be fatal, let alone a dog bite.

If they go to Jiang Muyun's house and get bitten by the dog again, even if Jiang Muyun agrees to rent the house, they will not be able to live there.

Some people will not give up until they see it with their own eyes, and they will go to the 15th floor if they have nothing to do.

Jiang Muyun would bring Xiaobai out from time to time to practice his voice, and after doing this many times, there would always be someone who happened to hear Xiaobai's calls.

When these people went back and told others about it, the two sides' statements matched.

There was a mad dog on the fifteenth floor, and the door on Jiang Muyun's side couldn't be opened. As a result, everyone agreed not to waste time going to the fifteenth floor.

The fact that they locked the security door has made their attitude clear. There is little hope of successfully moving into Jiang Muyun's house. What can you do if you provoke them and they let the dogs out to kill you and them?

Anyway, you can't live in other people's houses, you can only live in the corridor, it doesn't matter where you live.

But when an elderly person in a family dies, this mentality changes.

The deceased old man and his family lived in the corridor on the tenth floor. The old man had a good dinner that night, but when everyone woke up the next morning they smelled a strange odor. When they looked again, they found that the old man's body had begun to stink.

The old man was in good health when he was alive, but he developed a lot of rashes on his body when the temperature was high and the water supply was cut off. The situation became a little worse after the rain.

This is perfectly normal. Nowadays, only a few people have clean skin and are not sick.

Moreover, the old man has always controlled himself and not scratched, so the rash just looked scary, and he avoided the wound infection.

The family couldn't believe that the old man had passed away so suddenly, so they began to suspect that he had been murdered.

The others were also unhappy when they were stared at with such suspicion.

Someone immediately started yelling, "Who knows what's wrong with your old man? We don't get as many rashes as he does. Is it some infectious disease that we're going to blame if he dies?"

The man just said it casually out of anger, but the current environment is so bad that many people have this concern.

Now that my worries have been spoken out directly, no matter whether they are based on facts or not, someone believes them anyway.

So that family was driven out by those families together, and even the original residents on the tenth floor got involved.

Nowadays, many people live in the corridors and walk up and down the stairs when they have nothing to do. Once those families started shouting, the news that the old man in this family had died of an infectious disease spread throughout the building.

The family was expelled wherever they took the old man's body, and they couldn't even find a place to keep the body.

They had no choice but to watch as the old man's body showed signs of decay and the stench grew stronger. They could only wrap the old man in a plastic bag and push him into the water outside.

This incident seemed to be a switch.

Within two days, many people found that the rash on their bodies became more severe.

On the seventh day of the torrential downpour, the rain outside had eased, and the water level had risen at a slower rate. A rescue team appeared in the community.

Unfortunately, the rescue team did not come to rescue them, but to send the residents trapped in nearby low-rise buildings to their place for refuge.

Some people were frightened by the increasing number of rashes on the people around them, and they grabbed the rescue team members to ask if there were any resettlement sites and when they could move in.

The person he caught wiped his face and said helplessly, "Now that communication is down, we don't know if there are any resettlement sites. We can only relocate people nearby."

After saying that, the man left without looking back.

He really didn't have the energy to say anything more to others.

Two days ago, during the heaviest rain, the team suddenly moved out of their original office. They were outside at the time, and when they returned, they found that no one was there, and the information they had left behind was so soaked that it was unrecognizable.

Their assault boat was out of gas, and they didn't know where to get supplies. They barely managed to hold on for a day yesterday, and were so exhausted today that they were thinking of just disbanding.

But on the way home, they happened to see someone asking for help, and they felt sorry for him and brought him over.

The people were sent here, but as for other things, they were powerless.

Just when people were worried about the answer, a second person suddenly died of rash all over his body.

The fact that there was a plague in the building was completely confirmed.

A huge panic swept over everyone, and everyone was trying frantically to distance themselves from the crowd. Even if the security doors on many floors were locked, they would be smashed open by people outside.

Anyway, the security door is open, so it doesn’t matter if there is one more anti-theft door.

There were many people smashing doors, but few bloody conflicts occurred.

Too many people died from wound infections before. Many bodies of people who died from being caught in the rain a few days ago are floating outside. Who would dare to get injured at this time?

Some residents whose doors were smashed had few family members at home and were afraid that the people outside would break in and attack them, so they simply negotiated directly with the people.

They simply opened the door and let the other party live in, on the condition that if anyone came to knock on the door again, both families would jointly drive the person away.

The people who were smashing the door were also afraid that these residents would be forced into a corner and fight to the death. Of course, they were not unhappy if the other party was willing to open the door directly.

Moreover, they want to live in other people's homes because they are afraid of contact with outsiders, so they naturally will not allow more people to live in.

Once the two sides have reached an agreement on the terms, any latecomer who wants to break down the door will be outnumbered and have to give up in disappointment.

Those who are lucky can make a deal with the people in front of them and live in the corridor, guarding the security door together and not letting more people in.

At this time, the fifteenth floor, which had been banged on several times but could not be opened, became a holy place in everyone's heart.

The door is blocked, which means no one has ever lived behind it. It is clean and safe!

Those who believed that they could escape the plague by living on the 15th floor tried all kinds of methods, and some even found fire axes and chopped at the door locks and door handles.

There was a lot of jingling outside, so it was impossible not to hear it inside.

Jiang Muyun was wearing a mask, completely wrapped up, and clutching the crowbar that had done so much good. The other three were dressed similarly.

The door was blocked with cement, but its hardness and thickness were far inferior to those of a real wall, so it was by no means foolproof.

The people outside hacked at the door for a long time and finally broke open the door lock and made a small gap. They were cheering as if victory was in sight, but they found that there was no corridor behind the gap, but cement.

The man who was trying to break the lock was not giving up and pried open a gap along the gap. When he saw the solid cement blocking the gap, he couldn't help but curse.

"Crash! Smash! Go back and find weapons! It's only been a few days, I don't believe this wall can be blocked tightly!" the man said gritting his teeth.

The group of people who came to bang on the door were already furious.

Seeing the hope of survival right in front of them, but blocked by a wall, how could they give up!

A thin cement wall offers no sound insulation.

Jiang Muyun heard the noise outside the door and the man's roar.

Jiang Muyun patted Xiaobai. It was time for the two sisters' hard work over the past few days to come into play.

Xiaobai raised his head and barked wildly at the safety door.

The person outside the door felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over his head.

There are so many people moving upstairs now, but only a few of them have actually heard Xiaobai roar.

Although other people have heard that there is a mad dog on the 15th floor, it is just hearsay after all. How can they feel it in reality?

But they did see the plague with their own eyes.

The comparison between the two sides, coupled with the instigation of the crowd, naturally made everyone's blood boil and they ran up and started banging on the door.

Now that I was blocked by the concrete wall and could hear the barking of the dog inside, my heated brain calmed down.

The man who had just encouraged everyone to bang their weapons on the door said, "What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, and we can't kill a mad dog?"

The group of people outside looked at each other.

There are so many of them, they wouldn't be afraid of a dog.

But someone will always get hurt, right?

The plague was indeed terrible, but so far as they knew, only two people had died. Many more had died from wound infections.

Staying away from the plague doesn't necessarily mean you'll be infected.

But in today's environment, if you get injured while catching a dog, you're halfway to hell.

By then, those who contributed more will have died, and those who did not contribute can enjoy the fruits of their labor?

For a moment, many people took a few steps back silently.

Those who came here to smash the door all thought they were strong and healthy and had not been infected with the plague.

It would be so unfair if someone could have survived the plague but lost his life because of a dog.

The closer it gets to this time, the more people value their lives.

Jiang Muyun heard no movement outside the door and gave Chu Buwen a wink.

Chu Buwen kicked the big iron gate of Jiang Muyun's house, and Xiaobai's roar became more and more ferocious.

Those who were hesitating in front of the security door also took a few steps back.

"Look at this commotion. Could the dog have been driven out and locked in the corridor?" someone swallowed and whispered.

Another person laughed dryly and looked at the leader who was encouraging everyone to bang on the door: "Cousin, why don't you just give up? Judging from the noise, that dog is quite big."

The leader's facial muscles twitched twice. "How do you know the noise was caused by the dog? We've been banging on the door for so long, how could the people inside not hear us? What if they made the noise on purpose?"

Someone muttered, "That mad dog is in the corridor. Who dares to go out?"

Upon hearing this, the leader glared at the person who spoke.

The person who spoke was glared at by his sinister gaze and subconsciously took two steps back. After reacting, he suddenly felt embarrassed and shouted with his neck stiff, "That's right. If you think this is fake, then go ahead and bang on the door. We'll come up after you kill the dog."

The leader sneered: "I killed the dog and you still want to come up? I'll kill every one of you who comes up."

The man was frightened by his words and said stubbornly, "If you don't want to come, then don't come. At worst, I can live on the stairs. It's not like I haven't lived in a crowd before, and I'm fine now."

You won't necessarily be infected with the plague, and there's a 99% chance that you'll be injured by a dog. Everyone knows the choice.

After saying that, the man just left.

After the first person gave up, the rest of the people just laughed dryly and left.

Jiang Muyun touched Xiaobai's head and made a gesture to keep quiet, and Xiaobai stopped obediently.

The leader outside the door narrowed his eyes: "No movement? You..."

He wanted to say that just as you were about to leave, it became quiet inside, and the noise must have been fake.

Before he could finish his words, there were sounds of dog barking and banging on the door, even more ferocious than before.

Those who had been hesitant because of the momentary silence no longer hesitated and left decisively.

Just kidding, look at how crazy this dog is, whoever goes in there will be in trouble.

It remains to be seen whether any of them will be able to escape unscathed.

Not to mention that there is cement blocking the door.

Instead of wasting time, you might as well pack up your belongings and grab a good spot - or just kick everyone else out and grab a good spot for yourself.

It's easier than smashing concrete walls or fighting a mad dog.

Everyone had dispersed, and it was impossible for the leader to chop down the door with just a fire axe, not to mention that there was a mad dog to deal with after he had broken open the door.

Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to give up.

It was completely quiet outside the door.

After putting on a complete show, Chu Buwen and Xiaobai continued to quarrel for a while before stopping.

Some people who were carrying their belongings and moving to the stairwell to settle down passed by the fifteenth floor. When they heard the noise inside, they quickened their pace.

After hearing that things were still going on inside even after they left, the leader dispelled his doubts.

However, he did not give up his desire for the fifteenth floor.

Now the dog has been driven into the corridor by its owner. How many days can it survive without food?

After a few days, when the dog starves to death, he can still go and bang on the door.

With Xiaobai as a living target standing in front of him, the man had completely forgotten that there was not only a dog but also several living people on the 15th floor.

Or maybe he had killed someone before and felt that living people were much easier to deal with than mad dogs, so he didn't take Jiang Muyun and others seriously at all.

He had a good plan, but he never got the chance to act.

On the tenth day of the heavy rain, the rain had become much lighter and the water had completely flooded the sixth floor.

The rescue team never showed up again.

Although people in the building died of illness from time to time, the rain had subsided and everyone saw hope. They all felt that it would be over as long as they could hold on for a few more days, so this period was not too chaotic.

Jiang Muyun had just taken Xiaobai out to warm up his throat, and was now at home studying why the two chickens were not laying eggs.

She followed the instructions in the course, turning on the lights and preparing the feed carefully, but she never found any eggs at home.

Could it be that the chicken's mutation direction is wrong and it was directly sterilized?

Jiang Muyun painfully adjusted the progress bar of the online course back a little, ready to study it more carefully.

She rubbed her temples and reached for the glass of water on the table.

When her hand was at least three inches away from the cup, Jiang Muyun noticed that the water in the cup shook inexplicably.

Jiang Muyun stood up and stared closely at the glass of water on the table.

It was definitely not my eyes that were dazzled just now.