Transmigrating into an apocalyptic novel, he gains a storage space.
He sells off all his property and starts a shopping spree.
Slaps the face of his stepmother and kicks out the scumbag...
Chapter 81 Space, achieving water freedom
"I have a tube of erythromycin ointment here. Do you want to apply it to the wound?"
Meng Ci and Shen Que cleaned the house. Meng Ci took out a tube of erythromycin ointment from a medicine box and asked.
When stocking up on medicine, Meng Ci searched online to find out what medicine to apply if exposed to acid rain.
There was a lot of erythromycin ointment in the space, and Meng Ci originally wanted to take it out and share it with everyone.
After thinking about it, if the teacher asked him why he hoarded medicine, Meng Ci would not be able to answer, so he did not take it.
As for Chen Que, Meng Ci's intuition told him that Chen Que should not be a dangerous person.
Besides, Meng Ci was planning to hook up with Shen Que, so what if such a handsome face was left with a wound.
"Thank you." Shen Que took the ointment and applied it on his hands first.
"You can't see the wound on your face, how about I wipe it for you?" Meng Ci automatically ignored the thought of getting a mirror for Chen Que.
Shen Que did not refuse and handed the medicine to Meng Ci again.
"It's troublesome."
Meng Ci squeezed some ointment onto his hand and applied it to the wound on Chen Que's face.
Watching it up close, Meng Ci couldn't help but sigh!
This guy Shen Que is really handsome, with his nose, eyes, and mouth.
And at such a close distance, you can't even see any blackheads or pores.
No wonder I was confused by Chen Que.
He was about to fall in love, but Meng Ci still had a trace of rationality in his mind.
From now on, whenever Chen Que wanted to harm him, the unused grenade in Baihu Hall that day would be Chen Que's final escape route.
As for Meng Ci, the moment the grenade was thrown, he ran into the space without losing a single cent.
"Not finished yet?"
Shen Que thought that his face was just that small.
Meng Ci has been applying it for two minutes and it's not finished yet. Could it be that he is embroidering on his face?
"Okay, okay!" Meng Ci smeared the last bit of medicine on Shen Que's face and withdrew his hand.
Shen Que took the ointment and lowered his head to continue applying it on the back of his hand.
"Wait a minute!" Meng Ci suddenly spoke.
Chen Que was about to look up in confusion, but was stopped by Meng Ci.
“You still have a little wound here.” Meng Ci said as he took the ointment from Shen Que’s hand and applied it on Shen Que’s neck.
There was only a small wound, but when Meng Ci saw the mole on his neck, he couldn't help but touch it with his hand before withdrawing his hand.
Seeing that Chen Que didn't react, it seemed that he didn't know that he had a mole on his neck.
So, is it possible that only I know about this mole?
After applying the ointment, Meng Ci had no intention of returning the ointment to Chen Que.
If Chen Que still wants to apply the medicine tomorrow, he will have to come to him. Wouldn't he be able to take advantage of him again?
Meng Ci praised his own wit.
In the evening, Meng Ci placed the two glass jars on the roof when no one was around, and then set an alarm for seven o'clock the next morning.
One night of acid rain should be enough.
Lying in the warm bed, Meng Ci turned on a tablet, listened to the TV, and played Tetris in his hands.
At around ten o'clock, Meng Ci yawned, put down his phone and went to sleep.
The next day, Meng Ci got up on time at seven o'clock, went to the roof to put the two glass jars into the space, and when he returned home, Meng Ci entered the space.
Two glass cylinders are placed in the middle of the space.
In the house, Meng Ci would come here to take a bath from time to time, which consumes a lot of water, and the area where vegetables are planted also needs watering.
Meng Ci didn't want to carry the water from one end to the other.
It just so happens that there are two glass jars, one on each side.
I just don't know how this acid rain can be turned into pure water.
By the way, Meng Ci ran to the third floor.
There will definitely be hints on the wall.
Sure enough, when Meng Ci arrived, he saw that the words on the wall had changed.
Dig a hole, pour acid rain, and you will get endless water.
After Meng Ci saw it, the line of words disappeared instantly.
No, how could this word disappear?
It's not something confidential.
Besides myself, who else can come into this space?
Who is it guarding against? It's so stingy.
Despite all the complaints, Meng Ci still took a hoe and went down to dig the ground.
A pit was dug that was more than 50 centimeters wide and only 20 centimeters deep.
Meng Ci looked at the glass jar and was in trouble.
Not to mention that the glass tank is surrounded by acid rain, it would be difficult for me to lift it with my small body.
Thinking that some spaces can be controlled by their owners, Meng Ci tried to use his mind to command the glass jar to fall into the pit by itself.
After trying for a long time, nothing worked.
Meng Ci could only resign himself to his fate and find a glass, pouring cup after cup into the pit.
But fortunately, the acid rain only filled the bottom of the pit, and Meng Ci heard the sound of flowing water in his ears.
Meng Ci looked at the hole he had dug with great anticipation, and sure enough, water soon seeped out from the ground and quickly filled the hole.
And when the water reached the edge of the pit, it stopped producing water.
Meng Ci took a cup and scooped out some water.
Soon the puddle was full again.
I took a sip of the water in the cup. It was sweet and delicious, with no peculiar smell.
Meng Ci was very satisfied with this puddle, but he didn't know how to connect it to the house.
Could it be that there is a puddle here and the water is directly connected to the house?
After disconnecting the one-ton water bucket from the water heater, Meng Ci entered the house and turned on every faucet in the house, but no water came out.
There was no choice but for Meng Ci to go to the roof.
Sure enough, words appeared on the wall again.
If you want water in the house, please get it yourself.
This line of words did not disappear for a long time, as if it was a provocation to Meng Ci.
Meng Ci was furious.
"No, other people's spaces are so smart, why can't you do anything?"
Even though he complained, Meng Ci knew that time was limited in this space, so he could only resign himself to his fate, took the hoe, and dug a channel to bury the pipes from the puddle all the way to the room.
Fortunately, Meng Ci saw a faucet near the gate.
He put one end of the pipe into the pit, pulled the other end over, connected it to the faucet, turned on the faucet, and then Meng Ci entered the house.
Now there is water everywhere in the house.
Meng Ci came out and buried the pipes while wondering whether this space was intelligent or not.
You say it is intelligent, but it needs to dig holes and pull pipes by itself.
You say it is not smart, Meng Ci only connected the water from the kitchen, but the whole house can use water.
The pit here disappeared in an instant after Meng Ci connected the pipe.
But fortunately, Meng Ci tried and found there was still water in the room.
If the water was gone, Meng Ci would point at this space and curse it.
He was already sweating from exhaustion, but Meng Ci was still thinking that there was no water where he planted vegetables.
Meng Ci still insisted on going to the place where he grew vegetables and dug a hole more than one meter wide.
Later, some acid rain was brought back and poured into the pit, and soon the pit was filled with water.
Meng Ci found a basket, dug some soil, and planted some vegetables nearby.
After dealing with all this, Meng Ci took a hot bath and left the space.