Chapter 18
Fu Erdie called the dog back and told it to stop fighting the zombies and wait until the zombies came to the 16th floor.
As for the mutant plants in other rooms of Building 7, Fu Erdie felt that they had been growing for so long and had been watered with 16-1 water for several months, so they would not be killed by a few steps of zombies.
Zombies don’t eat plants, so who cares?
The old lady felt very sad and wanted to take the plant back.
But these mutant plants did grow well and big just as Fu Erdie said. 16-1 The next water seemed to have magical power, and it "fattened" them one by one.
No matter how strong and energetic the old lady is now, she cannot carry a plant as big and heavy as a rockery.
So the old lady had no choice but to give up.
There are a lot of fruits on the balcony at home, more than enough for two people and a dog to eat.
Just like that, inexplicably, everyone started to lie down.
The small house has two bedrooms and a living room. Fu Erdie sleeps in the master bedroom and the old lady sleeps in the second bedroom.
Every day, the old lady would use the food she had previously stocked up to cook millet porridge for Fu Erdie, saying that taking care of her life was the "rent" for her living here.
Fu Erdie didn't care much, and told her not to work if she was tired, and to eat fruit and get by. There was millet porridge, and she could eat that too.
The days passed by, unusually peaceful and stable.
Fu Erdie estimated that the zombies should find the 16th floor on September 20th, knock on their door, and then be driven into a rampage by her or something.
As a result, we waited until the end of September, but there was still no response.
Fu Erdie: ...
Fu Erdie felt something was wrong.
She picked up the hammer listlessly and walked slowly downstairs.
15th floor, no one.
14th floor, no one.
13th floor...
I walked all the way to the third floor but didn't see any zombies.
Fu Erdie:?
It was not until she reached the second floor that Fu Erdie finally understood what was going on.
The succulents she placed in the room chosen by the old lady on the second floor were moved to an empty room next door without a door at some point.
The short and stout succulent now stands in the center of the room like a lotus throne, with its roots wriggling around it like a thick python, binding the zombies and entangled them, until their heads are accidentally twisted off or blown off directly. Then, the zombies can be made into food "agate" and slowly enjoyed.
Fu Erdie: ...
Is this playing Plants vs. Zombies in her Building No. 7? Live-action version!
When Fu Erdie was anxious, she liked to play Plants vs. Zombies. Whether defeating zombies or having their brains eaten, it was very stress-relieving.
Now, my heart, which has been dead and depressed for more than half a month, is beginning to stir again.
She was observing from the second floor and suddenly found that there were not only succulent roots, but also many other roots of different lengths, thicknesses, colors, and colors. She didn't know which floor they came from.
Fu Erdie tilted her head.
If I remember correctly, before, even the green ivy could barely reach other rooms on the same floor, and it would wither after a short time. What does this mean now? Fu Erdie walked to a green branch and poked it gently: "Gardenia?"
When Gardenia saw that she was recognized, she happily transformed into a small flower and then pointed in the direction of the upstairs.
Fu Erdie went upstairs and saw a gardenia leaf in an inconspicuous place in the corner of the third floor.
The leaf continued to point upwards.
Fu Erdie followed the instructions and came to room 8-8 on the eighth floor.
This is a very spacious three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with a good orientation and plenty of sunlight throughout the house.
And in such a sunny room, there are actually more than a dozen mutant plants inside and outside the room.
What appeared in this room now were all parts of the mutant plants. They seemed to be just "resting" here, and then using it as a springboard to reach farther places.
It contains old acquaintances, cucumber and tomato.
These two were extremely shameless. They relied on their own plant characteristics to climb onto the branches that others had grown with great difficulty, and they struggled to get close to each other and continue fighting.
Fu Erdie called the dog and the old lady and went down from the 24th floor to the 2nd floor, and after a thorough inspection, they finally figured out how these mutant plants got to the first floor.
Their branches and leaves cannot grow very long, but their roots can keep growing.
It is not like branches and leaves that grow very long in order to do something, but it spreads in one direction like vines and grows slowly under its own adjustment.
Fu Erdie didn't know whether they got inspiration from cucumbers and tomatoes, but the roots and stems grew like vines, concentrating their energy and drilling in one direction.
After so many months, they have learned that the first floor is the most likely to get food. So even vines like cucumbers and tomatoes that are always fighting don't just focus on fighting.
They still have to go to the first floor.
Room 8-8 probably has good feng shui. Plus, there's a little water leak upstairs, and the ceiling has been soaked all around, making it loose and easy for roots to penetrate. So a group of mutated plants, like kindergarten children, gathered here without any prior arrangement.
Fu Erdie's eyes were opened and she felt that she had little knowledge and needed to learn more from plants.
The roots of these plants are still very fragile, and they can only barely reach the second floor, and then grow some branches and leaves to ambush and annihilate the zombies. The main force on the second floor is still the succulents whose bodies are on the second floor.
Fu Erdie went home dizzy, took a shower and lay on the bed.
Then he sat up again.
When God closes a door for you, he will definitely leave a window for you. So this is what it means? !
Because she was not a superpower and had no fighting power, she just lay there waiting to die, and then the mutant plants made up for the lack of offensive power! ? The haze dissipated a little, and then was gradually torn apart and dispersed.
She couldn't sit still and paced back and forth in the bedroom happily.
No, the bedroom is too small, so she went to the living room.
The living room is too small.
She couldn't help but walk out of the staircase and run in the corridor.
The hot wind blew across her face, but Fu Erdie felt more and more comfortable, and her depressed mood was relieved.
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She has no special powers.
But she really is a child who is loved by many people and favored by God! She is so happy, and all the pressure she has been under for days is released at this moment.
She rushed from the 16th floor to the 24th floor, opened the door to the rooftop, and roared silently with her mouth open in the 35-degree hot wind.
She really is loved by this world! She doesn't have to worry about food, water, or attacks from outsiders. What else does she have to worry about? Zombies with special powers? Kill them one by one! Bad guys with special powers? Shoot them all in the head!
The dandelion catkins on the 24th floor slowly dispersed under the hot wind, and were blown away just from under Fu Erdie's feet, drifting to an unknown distance.
Fu Erdie is full of energy, vitality and enthusiasm.
She took out her little notebook again and began to record the changes in the weather, zombies, houses, mutated plants, and everything.
She was no longer tense and went up and down the stairs and exercised every day as before, fearing that she would fall behind and striving to squeeze herself to the limit.
She would go up and down the stairs to water the plants herself, and when she was busy and exercised until she felt comfortable and didn't want to move anymore, she would go home to take a shower and read the comics and novels she had bought before the end of the world.
When the sun was just right, she would take the spider plants and potatoes, the only two mutant plants that could retract their roots and sit in their pots and move with her, to the roof to bask in the sun.
Next to it is a fruit plate with frozen cherries that are red and juicy, emitting an alluring watery shimmer in the sun.
The breath of life suddenly became lively again.
Fu Erdie was very happy every day, chatting with the mutant plants every day. She would also take out a pen and paper to draw the daily changes of the mutant plants. In this case, the zombie remains being digested in the corner of the picture became cute and interesting.
The leisurely mood lasted until the end of September, when Fu Erdie felt that her children needed more food, so she turned her attention to the zombies in several nearby buildings.
In her daily observation records, she confirmed that there were no zombies with special powers in the few buildings within sight around the community.
The temperature is now in the range where zombies are active. If Fu Erdie goes there now, it will easily attract a group of zombies to deliver takeout.
Fu Erdie did what he said. He walked straight to Building No. 6 in beggar's clothes and walked around the door of the first floor without making any sound or causing any large-scale commotion.
But at least twenty zombies saw or smelled her.
Fu Erdie smiled and quickly rushed back to Building No. 7.
Ordinary zombies naturally couldn't catch up with her, but they still followed her and pounced in her direction.
Two minutes later, thirty zombies entered Building 7.
The mutant plants, salivating with desire, sharpened their knives and started to attack the pigs and sheep with a slurp.
On this day, the mutant plants had a big meal and each of them was very happy.
When they are full, they grow and become larger, and the yield of crops also increases.
The old lady looked at the increasing amount of food and her hair turned a few grayer with worry.
Fu Erdie comforted her: "If you can't finish it, just give it to the little plant kids. It's okay."
Little old lady: "But they are full of zombies!"
Fu Erdie: "...It's okay, it's not a big problem."
More food is always better than no food.
In this way, Fu Erdie would go out every day to attract a wave of hatred, attract dozens of zombies to eat, and then wait for the plants to digest it before going again the next day.
The zombies in Building No. 6 next door alone are enough to feed the children for a whole month, so Fu Erdie feels at ease.
As the children grew bigger, their roots became more and more solid inside the building. One day, Fu Erdie suddenly discovered that the temperature in her building No. 7 was two degrees lower than outside.
In mid-October, it was 30 degrees outside and 28 degrees in Building 7. There was no need to turn on the air conditioner or fan, and the unpleasant smell in the air was gradually decreasing.
Fu Erdie realized that what happened in 16-1 was being replicated in the entire building.
To say I wasn't excited would be a lie.
Fu Erdie repeatedly told herself to stay calm, look at the long term, and analyze possible loopholes. Only then did she manage to maintain her sanity and not run to the rooftop and yell, "My home, my building, are going to become a demon!" (End of this chapter)