Chapter 28 Agency

After hearing this, everyone calmed down, and those who had not yet had time to go downstairs quickly hid on both sides of the door.

Seeing people get hurt, people became even angrier. Some people hiding near the door, standing in blind spots from the gunfire, hammered harder at the door.

"Smash his broken door!"

Several people used tools to pry open the door of room 1502 opposite:

"They are both in room 1501. There must be no one in room 1502. Maybe it's all supplies!"

When it comes to supplies, the force used to bang on the door increases several times.

Others who retreated to the stairs were afraid of being shot by arrows if they tried to get close, so they shouted "Come on!" from a distance. For a moment, it was like a concerted effort.

A roar came from the room: "You idiots! No one wants to save your lives, so I won't be polite anymore!"

Sun Peng, who was hiding in the corner watching people banging on the door, had a bad feeling when he heard this and hurriedly retreated towards the stairs.

At this moment, the firing hole on the door suddenly closed, followed by a sound of mechanical operation.

A hard, thick tube popped out from the original shooting hole. With a "hiss" sound, a large amount of liquid spurted out of the tube.

"ah!!"

"Ah! My face hurts!"

All the people staying on the 15th floor were sprayed by an unknown liquid. With a "hissing" sound, their skin was instantly corroded, turning a terrifying black color.

"Sulfuric acid! It's concentrated sulfuric acid!"

The crowd was in chaos. Two people who were closest to the door were severely burned and fell to the ground, covering their faces and howling in pain.

Others who were less seriously injured retreated towards the stairs crying.

The people who were originally standing on this side of the stairs were frightened when they saw their miserable condition: It’s a good thing that they didn’t stay on the 15th floor!

Sun Peng retreated quickly and ran to the stairs before the sulfuric acid sprayed, thus escaping the disaster. At this time, his face turned pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

In such a short period of time, one person was shot to death and four were injured by arrows, two people fell to the ground and were not sure whether they were dead or alive due to the burning of concentrated sulfuric acid, and five people were injured.

Half of the team, which originally consisted of more than 20 people, were injured and could not even enter Zhao Ping'an's house.

The sulfuric acid spraying tube was slowly retracted, and the manic aunt's arrogant voice came from the room:

"You bunch of idiots, if anyone dares to take another step forward, I will show you what it means to leave no one alive!"

Everyone looked unhappy, but no one dared to step forward.

You can survive a few days if you're hungry, but being sprayed with concentrated sulfuric acid is no joke!

Not to mention how painful it is to have skin corroded, the most terrifying thing is that there is no medicine available now, and one can only wait for the wound to become infected and slowly rot to death.

The two people who fell to the ground were helped by their families and quickly taken home.

Although the others were unwilling, they could only leave with dejected looks.

Inside room 1501, Hu Cuilan smiled and patted her son's shoulder.

"You built a great device! I give you a thumbs up!"

Zhao Pingan curled his lips: "Who said I wasn't doing my job? He also scolded me for reading too many apocalyptic novels and making trouble at home."

Hu Cuilan glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Go out and see if there is anyone outside. If there is no one, fix the door to the staircase quickly!"

"Yes, mother."

Zhao Ping'an imitated the ancient concubines and bowed artificially.

Hu Cuilan was so angry that she kicked him.

She glanced at the messy doorway and sighed softly, "This guy really got it right. Is the end of the world coming?"

Seeing how crazy those people were just now, if they couldn't speak human language, she would have thought that zombies were besieging the city!

During these days, both mother and son did not go out, watching the outside world become more and more chaotic.

Fortunately, my son is a doomsday survival enthusiast. Not only does our home have a generator, but we also store a large amount of compressed biscuits and drinking water.

He even converted the two secondary bedrooms in 1502 into a warehouse, which was filled with various foods with a long shelf life, and he would replace the expired ones with new ones every year.

On the day when heavy rain hit, she happened to buy a bunch of vegetable seeds.

In the words of my son, "Manic patients should cultivate their sentiments and relieve their emotions by patiently caring for the seedlings."

Zhao Ping'an also specially customized a solarium and breeding box for her.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy.

Now she has a variety of vegetables that she has successfully grown at home, and there is still plenty of food left, which will last her for several years.

She glanced at her son who was busy repairing the staircase door and shouted, "Be serious! Otherwise, electrify this door too! Electrocute these bastards."

Then I said silently in my heart: From now on, if the child messes with those crap or experiments again, I won't scold him.

This child's hard work is not in vain, it is really useful.

…

Annan lay on the door of his house, eating potato chips and listening to the noise outside.

In the corridor, people were shouting "archery" and "sulfuric acid", and she had a general idea of ​​what was going on at home.

I recall seeing Zhao Ping'an's article "Twenty Possibilities of the Coming of the End of the World" on the Internet.

I can't help but sigh, this guy is really talented.

They actually came up with so many tricks that turned the 15th floor into a doomsday bunker.

It's worth learning for yourself.

It's a pity that she has a bias in her studies. When she was in school, she had good grades in liberal arts, but she was completely clueless about physics and chemistry.

She doesn't know how to open an electrified door or something like that, and she would get electrocuted.

The building collected a lot of concentrated sulfuric acid, not only sulfuric acid, but also many chemicals that cannot be named.

But she can't make machinery. What material is the pipe that sprays sulfuric acid made of? Why doesn't it corrode?

Well, when God opens a door for you, he must close other windows.

She doesn't know how to do anything, and she is already very satisfied with the golden finger of space.

Just bear with it and deal with it.

Fugui sat at Annan's feet, looking at her aggrieved expression with his eyes wide open.

Sister Nan, are you secretly being Versailles in your heart again?

…

The neighbors, who were disappointed, returned to Sun Peng's home.

The seriously injured and their families have returned home. The rest were either slightly injured or frightened.

The atmosphere in the room was very depressing.

Bai Wenbin and Qian Ying'er, who had been hiding at the back, were not injured, but their condition was also very bad.

Bai Wenbin had a pale face, a stubbled face, and looked very depressed.

Having been hungry for too long, Bai Wenbin, who used to be well-mannered and concerned about his image, no longer looks like himself.

Now he just wants to enjoy the food.

Qian Ying'er next to him was in even worse condition than him.

She originally had beautiful dyed blonde hair, which was smooth and shiny after careful care.

Now I am always hungry and lack nutrition. Due to the shortage of supplies, even the hair care products at home have been used up.

His hair was like a pile of dry grass, lying in a mess on his head.

She has always paid great attention to body management and was originally very thin. Now, after being hungry for a while, her face has become sallow and her cheeks are sunken. She even didn’t have her period this month!

The whole person looks like a dried-up mummy.

Whenever Qian Ying'er thought of how energetic and radiant Annan was the last time she saw her, she felt her teeth itching with hatred.

Why can she always live a bright and beautiful life?

Why do I always have to look up to her?

Qian Ying'er's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and she suddenly said, "Neighbors, how about we go to the 14th floor to find Annan?"