Chapter 39

The intern's name was Han Zhi. He was tall but very thin, and Fu Erdie thought he was lighter than herself.

After all, Fu Erdie eats well and sleeps well. He has been running stairs every day to exercise in the past six months. He has gained more muscles. He looks as thin as before, but weighs about 110 pounds.

Han Zhi and Cen Xiyang, on the other hand, were so thin that they looked like they had peeled off a layer of skin inside and out. Cen Xiyang weighed only a little over 80 kilograms at most and had suffered a lot.

Fu Erdie took out the peaches she had prepared in advance and handed them to the two of them: "I'm not sure if your stomachs can digest them now, but I'll bring them anyway. If you're really hungry, eat them. If not, eat them when you get home."

Cen Xiyang's eyes lit up. He stuffed the unfinished bottle of water in his hand into the intern's hand, then took the fruit from Fu Erdie and started to eat it in big mouthfuls.

The metal box slowly rose and floated away, and after it left the sight of the survivors, it stopped in the air, waiting for Fu Erdie's arrangements.

Fu Erdie: "This, um, classmate Han Zhi?"

Before Han Zhi could speak, Cen Xiyang said casually, "You can call him an intern, that's what we all call him."

Fu Erdie didn't care what he was called and continued, "I'm Cen Xiyang's good friend. I was originally going to pick her up, but she mentioned that you are her partner and have the ability to share vision, so we also want to take you back with us."

"There are three people in my family now, me, Sang Wenhao next to me, and Granny Zhang who lives with me."

"I trust Cen Xiyang. She said you have good character, so I trust you too. But it's better to say bad things first than later." Although Fu Erdie already had many images of fighting together with the intern's abilities in her mind, she said with a cold expression, "Don't do anything that harms my interests, don't destroy my home, don't damage the plants in my home, cooperate when we need to work together to fight, and don't retreat when fighting together."

It was obvious that the intern was a person with a bad temper, and Fu Erdie was prepared for him to get angry.

As it turned out, the intern did look unhappy, but he did not refute nor act nonchalantly. He just listened with a half-full bottle of water in his hand and drooping eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fu Erdie: "What I can guarantee is that you have a safe living environment, sufficient food and water."

In fact, we could have guaranteed electricity, but considering that we would be moving the house with us, the water could be left behind but the electricity would be taken away with the house, so we decided not to make any promise.

The corners of Han Zhi's mouth twitched slightly.

This pie is drawn almost the same as his boss, no, it should be his former boss.

"Don't worry, I won't make trouble. I have nowhere to go now, so anywhere will do." Han Zhi didn't believe what Fu Erdie said, and said casually, "As long as I have something to eat and I don't do anything too extreme, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Fu Erdie was fine with what he said, but Sang Wenhao frowned, thinking that this person did not have the right attitude.

Noticing Sang Wenhao's gaze, Han Zhi raised his head and glared back at him impatiently.

He would give face to Cen Xiyang's friend, but he would not give face to this little scoundrel who had nothing to do with him.

The two of them looked at each other and disliked each other.

Fu Erdie ignored the eye contact between the men and said, "I still have to go to my grandmother's house to get something. If you don't have any injuries that need immediate treatment, we can get the things first and then go back together."

It takes four hours to go to my grandmother's house and back, and two hours to go to the business district and back.

Fu Erdie didn't want to waste time, so he continued with his previous plan.

On the way, Cen Xiyang told her about his experiences since the end of the world.

Although there are many sad, embarrassing or dangerous things, it is still relatively stable overall, even more stable than a university town.

"We have a lot of zombies here, and a lot of people have died. But because there are only office areas around us and no large warehouses or anything like that, those powerful psychics from other places don't come here to look for resources despite the hordes of zombies."

"After the local survivors looted the few supermarkets, they continued to expand their search area. But the food they could find was getting less and less, and they had to go further and further away. The supervisor also blackmailed us morally, insisting that we share the food with everyone, otherwise he would not give us clean water. I really had no choice but to stay up all night searching for supplies."

Cen Xiyang is not a fragile and tearful person, but it was the first time he saw an acquaintance, and a best friend at that, in such a long time in the apocalypse, and he couldn't hold back his tears of grievance.

Fu Erdie touched her back to comfort her, thinking about the scene he saw on the surveillance camera.

The surveillance camera was put down at around 10 o'clock and has been recording until today. It only captured the figures of a few people returning in a panic, but not the scene before they came out. I think they really went out as soon as it got dark and then worked outside all night.

Fu Erdie: "Do you want to take a nap now?"

Cen Xiyang shook his head and burst into laughter: "I'm very happy. I finally don't have to suffer the humiliation there. I'm so happy that I can't sleep."

Fu Erdie laughed.

Well, if I can't sleep, then I can sleep well after they go back.

The group walked slowly to the grandmother's house, threw down the iron box, and turned the nearly 200-pound bed into a new, larger iron bed box.

The four of them finally felt less crowded inside and happily headed back.

Cen Xiyang's happiness was genuine. Although she also felt that Butterfly's description of a safe place to stay, sufficient food and water was exaggerated to reassure her, she believed in Butterfly and knew that even if there was an element of exaggeration, it must be true to exist.

In her imagination, Fu Erdie should be a plant-based person, so there are fresh fruits. Maybe there is also some water-based ability, and then there is water, and there is no worry about food and clothing. As for the safety of accommodation, it is because of this handsome bodyguard who has always looked at the interns with displeasure.

His metal system shocked the group of survivors in the business building and also shocked her.

Based on these considerations, Cen Xiyang believed that he had made good psychological preparations.

Han Zhi didn't have any psychological expectations, as long as he didn't see his supervisor and those annoying people.

However, when he saw the destination in the distance but before he got close, Han Zhi was startled and his drooping eyes suddenly widened.

He was spiritual, and his perception was much stronger than others. He could feel the huge vitality over there with just a casual glance and a rough sense of spiritual power from a distance! It was like a primitive jungle that had never been polluted. All the plants were standing tall and growing wildly, as if they wanted to poke a hole in the sky.

Of course, in reality the plants were not really very tall, it was just that the impact of their vigorous vitality on him was too great.

When the metal bed box floated over the residential area, not only Han Zhi was shocked, Cen Xiyang also joined in the shock.

In the end times, there are places with such good environment? There is not a single zombie in the huge community. There are large dandelions everywhere. Tomato and cucumber vines climb up the windows, and small, immature fruits swing under the windows like swings.

When they saw Fu Erdie and his group coming, the dandelions suddenly blew up many dandelion catkins as if they were giving a welcome ceremony.

Fu Erdie stretched out her hand, and the dandelion came towards her with the wind, then was gently blown away.

Cen Xiyang opened his eyes wide, not daring to make a sound to ruin this dreamlike scene.

She hated herself so much that her phone was out of battery and she couldn’t take pictures!

Only Sang Wenhao knew that behind the seemingly thousands of flying dandelion catkins were all kinds of competing and detailed fighting methods.

Those flying catkins that stayed around the dandelion for a while and then were blown away did not move by themselves, nor was there really any wind, but were driven away by other dandelions that came behind.

Sang Wenhao: “…”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, Fu Erdie turned around and stared at him: "Have you noticed that the bed box has become lighter?"

Sang Wenhao was stunned, and immediately felt it with his heart.

It seemed like it was real?! In order to verify whether it was an illusion, Sang Wenhao turned a few more times in the air and finally confirmed it.

“It’s definitely gotten lighter.”

Fu Erdie looked at the flying dandelions.

It's them! Yes, dandelions have wind properties and can fly.

The power of a dandelion is relatively small, but if there are many dandelions, the weight can be reduced and a lot of effort can be saved! "I have an idea." Fu Erdie touched the flying catkins of the dandelion, "We can make an improved dandelion version of the 'hot air balloon', or dandelion balloon for short."

Sang Wenhao understood immediately and nodded, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll take care of these two friends."

Fu Erdie couldn't help but do whatever she thought of. She came to the balcony of 16-1, went downstairs and went straight to the dining table in the living room, picked up the paper and pen that had not been put away yesterday, and started drawing.

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Cen Xiyang and Han Zhi looked confused, still immersed in the impact of the clean community on them, and now they were completely unable to follow Fu Erdie's thoughts.

Especially the apartment building where Fu Erdie lives looks so special.

First of all, there are many kinds of plants. From a distance, you can see that the entire 16th floor is covered with green ivy. On the first and second floors, there are huge fleshy leaves extending from the windows, with a tendency to wrap the entire building upwards.

In addition to these two very eye-catching plants, there are many plants that are slightly smaller but grow very well, such as gardenias, spider plants, peach trees, cherry trees, etc.

The three of them did not enter from Fu Erdie's balcony, but entered the 16th floor from the balcony of the largest room, 16-8.

The moment he entered the balcony, Cen Xiyang felt his whole body lighten and his breathing became smoother.

My nose, which had been smelling the stench for half a year and was almost scrapped, suddenly regained consciousness, as if it had moved from the car exhaust outlet to a natural oxygen bar.

Then, the ordinary house flashed white light, startling the two newcomers.

White light poured into their bodies. They subconsciously tried to dodge, but failed and their whole bodies tensed up.

But the next second, they discovered that the white light of this house could actually heal their injuries inside and out! Whether it was the new wounds in the past few days or the hidden injuries that had not healed before, they were all relieved.

While the two were in shock and feeling their bodies recovering, Sang Wenhao went to the utility room of 16-2 and got two sets of clothes, two towels, two bottles of shower gel and shampoo. "There are ten rooms on this floor. 16-1 is Butterfly, 16-2 is me, 16-5 is Grandma Zhang Dongxuan, I'll introduce her to you later, 16-8 is the dining room and the living room where everyone rests and gathers. Apart from these rooms, you can choose any other room. But..."

Sang Wenhao paused and said, "You'd better choose a room without plants, otherwise different plants have different personalities and there may be conflicts."

Cen Xiyang, Han Zhi: ???

In the last sentence, every word was understandable, but why was it so strange when put together? Cen Xiyang asked a soul-searching question: "Aren't plants created by the butterfly's supernatural power? Why do they have their own... personalities?"

Sang Wenhao didn't intend to elaborate. Although this was her good friend, it was up to her to decide whether to keep anything to herself when it came to her issues.

"They do have their own personalities. In fact, the main thing is to not be in the same room with tomatoes and cucumbers. In other words, it's best not to go to 16-10. The plants in other rooms are very friendly."

The two accepted Sang Wenhao's suggestion and began to choose a room.

Cen Xiyang wanted to choose room 16-3, which was just opposite room 16-1, very close.

The structure of their building is that there are five households on the left half and five households on the right half.

Each half was further divided into three households and two households.

16-1, 16-2, and 16-3 belong to 1/4 of the entire floor, and 16-4 and 16-5 belong to the other 1/4.

Cen Xiyang asked for 16-3, so Han Zhi had no choice but to go to Grandma Zhang's section, or to the other section where there was no one at all.

But……

He didn't want either of these.

He is not the kind of person who wants to stay away from quiet time. He came out with them not only because he couldn't stand that group of people, but also because he wanted to work with Cen Xiyang as his partner.

Now that they are so far apart, are they still partners?

"I want to live in room 16-3 too." Han Zhi said shamelessly, leaning against the wall.

Cen Xiyang: ???

Han Zhi: "Room 16-3 has three bedrooms and a living room. It's too luxurious for you to live alone. It's almost the same if we live together. Think about it, your friend will have to pick up her parents, her grandmother and her aunt, and if she has the spare capacity, she will also pick up your family. You don't know if you will have to pick up more and more people along the way due to various reasons. In this case, every bit of space we can save is a good deal."

Cen Xiyang: “…”

She wanted to say, doesn’t Sang Wenhao also live in a three-bedroom apartment?

However, in addition to Sang Wenhao's own things, there were also many collected supplies in his room. Two of the rooms were filled with various miscellaneous things, but not all of them were used by him.

Cen Xiyang agreed.

Anyway, since the end of the world, they, a group of refugee-like survivors, have been living under the same roof. Who would care about these things?

Sang Wenhao handed over the toiletries, and Cen Xiyang said, "I'm taking a shower in 16-3, you can take a shower in any room."

Han Zhi: "Okay."

He plans to go to 16-6 to wash.

However, after taking only a few steps, they both stopped.

Wait, take a shower?

“The community has no water supply?!”

The two asked almost in unison.

Sang Wenhao said calmly: "The water supply has been cut off. It's just that the house has not been cut off from water."

Two people: !!! (End of this chapter)