Jiang Fangzhou, Chairman of the Owners' Committee for Building 1, Unit 1105: [Ye Lang, I was a little harsh the other day. I apologize. I'm sorry. Can you help me? I'm dying of thirst. I just need a bucket of water. Please.]
Ye Lang sneered. He still liked the look on Chairman Jiang's face when he asked him to deliver supplies with such righteousness. But after only a few days, he couldn't hold on any longer?
Building 2, 1002, Dawa Shaoge: [Ye Lang Gege, does it have to be a beautiful woman? Can a pretty girl who can burp milk be okay? I can't hold it in any longer.]
Ye Lang's mouth twitched and he swiped away quickly.
Where did this sissy come from? I really want to punch him and see if he cries in a whimpering or loudly.
Building 2, 1515, Fan Jingjing: [You stinky security guard! You beast! In the face of disaster, not only did you not provide food and water to help women, you even used supplies as leverage to insult them. You're not even human! You'll get your comeuppance!]
Ye Lang almost couldn't catch this punch with twenty kilograms of power.
After browsing for a while, most of them were about asking for resources and scolding her for objectifying women.
Ye Lang put down his phone, picked up a piece of bread, chewed it slowly, his eyes cold.
In fact, he didn't have much food. The system's basic daily provision was three pieces of bread and a bucket of water.
But in order to take in more beauties who meet the requirements, Ye Lang only eats two pieces of bread a day and saves whatever he saves.
It’s just to achieve this effect.
As long as there are beautiful women who come to you, you can enjoy the best food.
The system was very secretive about the specific method, and only told him that he would know after he succeeded in taking in the beautiful woman.
What is it? What is it? How is it?
At this time, Building 3, Room 1006.
Bi Jin and her mother Bi Xiao were staring at their phone screens with anger on their faces.
“Bang!”
Bi Jin slammed his phone on the table, his chest heaving uncontrollably, well~ the heaving wasn't very obvious.
She cursed hoarsely:
“This stinky security guard, trash, dirty guy.
I promised him and sent him the photos, but he still didn't agree.
Ahhh, I'm so mad."
A trace of despair flashed across Bi Xiao's face at the side, but he quickly concealed it.
She swallowed hard, but there was no saliva to swallow. Her throat was dry as if it was on fire.
"Xiao Jin, don't be angry, let's think of another way.
Mom has always disagreed with you doing this, so forget it."
Bi Jin's eyes were red and he clenched his teeth.
"Mom, you can't give up. We have to live and die together. I can't leave you alone."
Bi Xiao felt a pang of pain in her heart, and she held her daughter's hand tightly, her voice trembling:
"Xiao Jin, Mom knows you can't bear to leave Mom, but..."
"It's nothing, Mom. I'll try harder. At worst, I can just... I'll post a few more... a few more refreshing pictures."
Bi Jin interrupted her mother before she could finish her words, but how could a young girl like her say the rest of the words?
Tears welled up in Bi Xiao's eyes, she felt distressed and helpless, and gently stroked her daughter's cheek.
"Xiao Jin, don't be wronged. Mom would rather..."
Snap!
There was a crisp sound from the glass of the living room's French window.
A crack spread rapidly, but fortunately the glass did not break completely. The mother and daughter looked at each other in horror, their hearts beating like thunder.
The cracks in the glass reflected the pale faces of mother and daughter. Bi Jin held her mother's hand tightly with one hand and a sharp kitchen knife in the other, looking out the window in horror.
I saw dark green vines already climbing all over the window frames, slowly wriggling, as if they were alive and peeking into the house.
The tentacles of the vines swayed gently, as if looking for a breakthrough.
You can faintly hear a low buzzing sound, like a mosquito, but it is louder and duller than a mosquito.
Creepy.
Bi Jin bit her lip and, despite her mother Bi Xiao's dissuasion, walked resolutely to the floor-length mirror.
She pulled her knitted jacket down, revealing a tight black tank top that barely showed off her curves.
Those fair shoulders, delicate collarbones, and slender neck like a white swan appear particularly attractive in the dim light.
Bi Jin took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he quickly took a few photos.
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