Ye Lang took a deep breath and continued to read the messages in the group.
Building 3, 1001 Fan Yi: [@Building 3, 1511 Waiting for the wind to come, what I said is true, I only escaped because I ran in time and climbed 11 floors via the stairs.
Moreover, I have to thank Brother Wang Wei and Sister-in-law Qin Ling, @Wang Wei, Building 3, Room 1102, for opening the staircase door and taking me in, otherwise I would be in danger.
I suggest that everyone find a way to reinforce the staircase door on the 11th floor. Relying on just one lock is not enough, otherwise we may all face the same danger.
Wang Wei, Room 1102, Building 3: [The lock on the staircase door is broken. I originally locked it with a lock I found at home. Besides, we all live in the same building, neighbors. If anyone's in trouble, we shouldn't lend a hand. Xiao Fan is being too polite.]
At this time, in Room 1102, Building 3, Wang Wei sent the message and gave a blaming look to Fan Yi, a young man who was sitting cautiously on the sofa.
What I mean is, why is he thanking me in the group? The young man is just honest.
Looking at Wang Wei who couldn't hide the smile on his face, Fan Yi scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.
Li Xue, Building 3, Room 1217: [@Fan Yi, Building 3, Room 1001, even if the staircase door is sealed and the geckos can't get up, what about those weird vines? What about the mosquitoes? Aren't we all just going to die anyway?]
Building 3, Room 1001, Fan Yi: [So I suggest that everyone lift the blockade and move everyone from the lower floors to the upper floors. At this time, we can concentrate our forces, jointly deal with the danger, and await national rescue. This way, everyone's chances of survival will be greater.]
As soon as this statement was made, the property owners on the eleventh and twelfth floors all agreed. After all, the house in Meishu Jindao was big enough, so there would be no problem with a few more people living there.
However, there were very few responses from the thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth and tenth level businesses.
Are you kidding? It's the end of the world now, food and water are already scarce, and the people down there are living in their own homes. Bringing supplies is fine, but if there are no supplies, won't we have to eat our own food?
Moreover, people's hearts are unpredictable in the last days of the world. Who would dare to open their door to outsiders? Fan Yi has ulterior motives.
Ye Lang continued to browse the messages in the group, but when he found nothing useful, he closed the group chat.
Ye Lang felt a sense of urgency. The strange vines, the swarms of giant mosquitoes, and the geckos that could knock the door open made it impossible for him to close the door and feel as happy as a god.
He looked at Bi Jin, who was nervous and gloomy, and asked the system without giving up:
"The mission target has negative favorability. Forced intercourse, can't it increase physical fitness? Even by 0.1 points?"
Ding! [System prompt: This system is a Doomsday Harmony System, not a Pile-driving System. Please develop your favorability in a positive way!]
Ye Lang cursed inwardly, what a dog-licking system.
Looking through Bi Jin's two favorability prompts, Ye Lang suddenly didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.
[Bi Jin, Favorability: -89]
This should be when she was feeding her watermelon. Her weight increased by 3 points.
[Bi Jin, Favorability: -88]
This should be the time to let her lick it clean.
Ye Lang smiled evilly in his heart. It seemed that the little girl had some special qualities that she herself didn't even know about.
Moreover, my strategy is right.
To deal with Bi Jin's hellish difficulty in improving his favorability, he had to resort to some extraordinary measures.
As for why Bi Jin is of hell difficulty, needless to say, any normal woman who is like this with her own father would be hell level.
But Ye Lang didn't find it that difficult. After all, he had experienced that woman's eighteen levels of hell-level training.
Thinking of that woman, Ye Lang's face instantly turned as cold as ten thousand years of ice.
Bi Jin was somewhat accustomed to the fact that Ye Lang's face could switch colors back and forth like a traffic light.
She was feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed at this moment because she had eaten too much watermelon and she felt a little urgent to pee.
But she really didn't want to go through that scene again.
Ye Lang listened to the Ding Ding Ding favorability prompts and looked at the shy and annoyed Bi Jin, feeling a little confused.
What's wrong with this little girl? What's wrong with her?
At this time, Bi Xiao understood Bi Jin's predicament.
She glanced at Ye Lang and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Not"
Ye Lang shook his head and refused verbally.
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