Chapter 16
But she was unwilling to accept this, she really was unwilling to accept this!
Her house, her green radish, her dog, are all her treasures! She has precious treasures that she loves, but she has no ability to protect them. She lives in fear every day, exercises mechanically, but can never break through her limits.
If she can't become a superpower, she will always be a weak person.
She will get hurt in this fight with the speed zombies.
But she would not go back to her room. She would wait at the door until the last second, when she really could not hold on any longer, and then go back.
She must try it!
Let's try this last time! Fu Erdie was determined to fight the speed zombies, but she didn't act immediately. She had to find a way to separate the speed zombies from the ordinary zombies.
You can't just lose your mind and rush into a pile of zombies to take the enemy's heads in the midst of thousands of troops.
The safest place is still Building No. 7 where she is.
Building No. 7 now has a lot of mutant plants planted. Whether it is a useless plant like dandelions that is only used for ornamental purposes, or crops like cabbage and ears of grain that are related to daily food, they cannot be destroyed. If they are destroyed, her work for more than half a month will be in vain.
The room with the mutant plants must be sealed.
Fu Erdie did what she said and the old lady also came to help.
"Before, this area was all rural, and my wife and I were farmers. We did everything ourselves, even the house, we would find someone we knew to help with the repairs, we wouldn't hire a repairman outside. The door, that's a small problem."
Because she was getting familiar with the task, the old lady was relaxed and kept on talking: "The millet, potatoes, peaches, and kumquats you gave me are all delicious. They make me feel energetic and my back doesn't hurt anymore. Even though I'm old, I don't have these old problems. I'm still very capable."
Fu Erdie's eyes moved slightly.
It turns out that not only houses have repair functions, these mutated crops can also help the human body recover.
This is a pleasant surprise.
After sealing the room with the mutated plants, it’s time to seal the old lady’s home.
The room on the second floor chosen by the old lady had a good anti-theft door and each of them had a spare key.
Just in case, they sealed the door to prevent zombies from entering by mistake.
During this period, the old lady will have to live in 16-1.
She was a little nervous.
She knew that Fu Erdie had such a comfortable life in the apocalypse, there must be something special about it. But she was an outsider, and not prying into other people's secrets was the basic rule of life. She never pried into other people's secrets, but just watched the surveillance cameras and took care of the dog who often stayed on the second floor and fought with the zombies that strayed in.
Now, was she accepted and was she going to Mei'er's house? Or was it because Mei'er was going to fight zombies and there was no place to put her, so she had to let her go? Zhang Dongxuan asked herself, she was not that familiar with this girl.
Although deep down, she wanted to go.
Living on the second floor, she can eat such good food, stay healthy, and be more energetic than before the end of the world. If this were in the girl's home, it would definitely be more comfortable.
But...but...
People should learn to be content.
The girl fights zombies for herself, but also to protect her.
Can't she even do such a small thing as keeping the girl away from her secrets and letting her feel safe?
The two people and the dog slowly went up to the 16th floor. Fu Erdie led them to 16-1, but the old lady stopped.
She shook her head slowly: "I'd better go back to the 24th floor. My house's anti-theft door is very good. It could last for two months before, and now it can last for two days."
Fu Erdie was stunned: "But if you fail to deal with zombies, you will be trapped at home. Come to my house, even if I die, you can hold on for a long time with food and water."
Zhang Dongxuan looked at Fu Erdie's youthful face and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head: "I'm on the 24th floor, waiting for you to come back to me."
Fu Erdie watched her slowly go up the stairs.
Fu Erdie felt a little guilty because she felt relieved after hearing the old man's words.
It was an instinct of self-preservation beyond her moral control. She did not stop it.
The power strips from the 16th floor to the first floor were properly put away, and the entire building was clean and spacious, without any clutter.
It's time to get started.
Fu Erdie used a telescope to observe the speed zombie that she had locked onto. When it staggered towards Building No. 7, Fu Erdie threw a rotten shoe towards the first floor door.
The speed zombie was indeed attracted and rushed towards the source of the sound.
The other six or seven staggering zombies also heard the sound and staggered towards this side.
The speed zombies came to the entrance and exit of the first floor and found no trace of humans.
But the faint smell of human beings coming from the first floor made it unable to help but walk inside.
There was an intermittent bloodstain on the wall. It was very faint, but it was obviously fresh blood left by humans.
The speed zombies are excited! They quickly follow the trail.
On the sixteenth floor, Fu Erdie licked her fingers that had been scratched on purpose.
According to her observations over the past half month, a speed zombie could reach the 16th floor in two minutes if it ran at full speed. However, it would take at least an hour for other zombies to slowly identify the smell and then slowly come up.
If she could kill the speed zombies within an hour and transform into a superpower, that would be the best situation. If not... I hope the speed zombies can at least be seriously injured, giving the dog and the old lady a chance to escape.
Fu Erdie placed a lot of hammers, shovels, knives and daggers on the 16th floor.
When fighting, she must ensure that even if the tool slips out of her hand, she can react quickly and pick up the next tool to continue the attack.
She held the hammer tightly, waiting for the zombies that might rush up from the corridor at any time.
When the fifteenth drop of sweat slid down the chin, a black shadow flashed by, rushed in front of Fu Erdie in the blink of an eye, and bit her neck directly.
Fu Erdie instinctively lowered her head and turned sideways, and the zombies quickly grabbed the back of her neck that was exposed.
Fu Erdie swung the hammer with her backhand, but she had no power. The moment the zombie grabbed the hammer head, she let go. She rolled forward, avoiding the bite, picked up the nearest knife, and turned around to stab the zombie's head.
The zombie was much faster than Fu Erdie. While Fu Erdie was losing balance and rolling, it locked onto Fu Erdie's neck again, pounced on him and bit him, then without holding back, it charged straight at Fu Erdie's dagger.
The dagger pierced into the zombie's eye socket, blowing off one of its eyes, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The sound of the sharp knife tip entering the flesh was tooth-gripping.
But it failed to blow her head off, nor did it crush the crystal core. It only blocked her vision, causing her head to tilt. Instead of biting Fu Erdie's neck, it bit her left shoulder.
Zombies have no sense of pain, and even if a dagger pierces into their heads through their eye sockets, it does not prevent them from tearing a piece of flesh off Fu Erdie's body.
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Fu Erdie cried out in pain and turned the dagger, trying to break its head open.
However, the dagger was very blunt and got stuck directly in the zombie's eye socket.
Fu Erdie could only push the zombie's head away, instantly gave up the dagger, picked up the hammer left beside him, swung his right arm, and smashed it at the zombie's head.
She was very fast and strong, and the hammer even made a sound of breaking wind when it was swung in the air.
However, the zombie was faster. It realized the danger and jumped up in an instant to avoid the hammer and pounced on Fu Erdie again.
The hammer in his hand was too long for Fu Erdie to turn his hand. He threw the tool back to defend himself but it was too late. He could only watch as the hammer bit his left shoulder which had been torn apart before.
The severe pain came again. The biting and pulling made Fu Erdie break out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly used his left hand to dig into the zombie's mouth.
The zombies are fast and slightly weaker than Fu Erdie, so they win in a fight because they are not afraid of pain.
After Fu Erdie pushed it away a little, he used force to insert his fingers into the zombie's cheek, pressed down on the mandible, and pushed it to the side.
With a click, the zombie's jaw was removed.
Its biting movements became clumsy and it had to use its hands to scratch and scratch.
Its long nails were far more lethal than Fu Erdie's fingers, but it had no rules and only relied on its speed advantage. It would retreat when it felt threatened, and rush forward again to scratch and bite when there was no threat anymore.
Fu Erdie leaned against the wall, closely watching the zombies' movements, paying attention to defense, and looking for opportunities to counterattack. When Fu Erdie attacked, the zombies quickly dodged, jumped far away, and rushed back.
Neither side was able to deliver a fatal blow to the other, and both sides were looking for opportunities, pulling the strings repeatedly.
Fu Erdie would suffer new wounds at the beginning, but after becoming familiar with the zombies' attack rhythm and angles, she immediately adjusted the details of her defense and counterattack, reduced physical exertion, used the least force to block or avoid the most violent attack, and then found the best angle to fight back.
But the zombies were still too fast. Sometimes my mind was there but my hands were not, and I missed the opportunity to shoot the zombies in the head.
Just like this, an hour passed. Not far away, the dog was already biting the zombies that were chasing after him following the scent. Fu Erdie finally found the right gap to exert force. When the speed zombie pounced on him again to grab and bite him, he hit it head-on with the hammer and shot it in the head accurately.
The world is quiet.
The speed zombie fell to the ground like a piece of rotten meat. In its exploded head, a blue crystal core was shining brightly.
Fu Erdie's eyes were bright.
Crystal core!
She hurried forward, pulled apart the shattered skull and flesh, and picked up the crystal core.
I wanted to keep it first, and deal with the ordinary zombies that just came up with Gou Zi, and then do research, but as soon as I closed my hands, before I used any strength, the blue crystal core broke into several pieces! Fu Erdie watched the crystal core that was just bright and bright quickly dimmed, and without caring about anything else, she hurriedly put the remaining crystal core into her mouth and ate it. However, in just a gap of raising her hand, the crystal core had completely lost its energy and turned into a handful of loose sand.
His palms felt empty, and the blood running down his shoulders seemed particularly hot.
With one last determination, he fought with the superpowered zombies for his life, and all he got was this much sand? Fu Erdie was so shocked and angry that she felt numb.
Why did the crystal core break? Did I hit the zombie's head too hard? Or was it that the damn crystal core couldn't leave the zombie's body? Anger, powerlessness, failure after desperate efforts, dizziness from excessive blood loss, and confusion about the unknown.
All these things made her kneel on the ground, lost in thought for a moment.
16-1 stretched out a few very large green radish leaves with a little white light, gathered the blue crystal core energy that was scattered in the air, wrapped it in the leaves, placed it in front of Fu Erdie, and cupped her hand.
Fu Erdie looked stiffly at the layers of things that looked like rice dumplings and blinked.
What is this? The crystal core energy is being gathered again? Her left hand was dragged on the ground, and the injured part was still bleeding. But she had only one thought in her mind: Can the green radish be used like this?
As his eyes moved, hope rose in his heart again.
But what to do with this? Eat the leaves and the air together?
Her mouth is not big, and she would not be able to swallow two fists of green radish air in one bite even if her mouth was torn apart.
The two sides remained in a stalemate.
At the stairs, Gouzi had successfully torn the necks of six zombies.
(End of this chapter)