Chapter 41
In the evening, Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao arrived at their grandmother's house smoothly.
The house came with the bed box, and now I feel like I’m back home. Everything I see seems very familiar, and I can go in and stay for a while at any of them.
Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao discussed it and decided to remove the glass from the four windows and use them as the four sides of a box truck.
The old windows in the house were all wooden windows that pushed outwards. Sang Wenhao was unable to deform the windows, so he could only change the shape of the iron bed to make the window frames, adjust the appearance of the box truck to match the shape of the windows, and then use hinges to connect the windows so that the two could be smoothly connected together.
As for the iron bed, it was a bit difficult to stretch it and deform it to cover the top, bottom and surrounding joints at the same time. But if another iron bed was pulled over, the total weight of the box truck would be more than 400 kilograms, which was too heavy.
After comprehensive consideration, Sang Wenhao insisted on controlling the height to a level where Fu Erdie would not hit his head, and on this basis added the iron cage that had been used several times before.
The length and width of today's boxcars are slightly smaller than the regular 152 double bed, about 122 in size, and the height is 17.
Fu Erdie is 165cm tall, so she can stand up straight in the boxcar with some space above her head. But Sang Wenhao is 185cm tall, so he can't stand up straight in the boxcar and can only bend his head.
In the end, the weight of the box truck was about 200 kilograms. Fu Erdie, Sang Wenhao, all kinds of miscellaneous items they carried with them, and potatoes weighed more than 300 kilograms, totaling 500 to 600 kilograms including the people and the truck.
The ball of light belonging to the house jumped everywhere and got into the freshly baked box car, shuttling back and forth between the window and the iron bed.
Fu Erdie was a little tired, so she and Sang Wenhao leaned against the wall, holding hands and pushing and pulling to restore their energy and strength, while watching the cat play.
However, as she watched, she realized that the house was integrating these parts so that they could form a whole that was controlled by the house at the same time.
She and Sang Wenhao watched attentively.
An hour later, with the efforts of the light ball, the entire box car was finally no longer a collection of scattered parts to it, but a whole that could be completely wrapped up. There was no need to go to the house to repair any part of the box car that broke down after the trip, as Fu Erdie had imagined before. Things became much simpler, and Fu Erdie and her friends would be much safer living in the box car.
That night, the ball of light from the house perched throughout grandma's house, while Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao slept in grandma's bedroom and cousin's bedroom respectively.
Both of them had a rare sleepless night. It seemed like everything was ready, like they had a home with them, they had everything they needed and nothing to worry about. It was great.
But Fu Erdie just felt unsure.
The fear of the unknown and the difficulty of having to step out of her comfort zone kept her tossing and turning.
She can't sleep.
But not being able to sleep means she won’t have the energy to travel tomorrow. What should she do if she encounters various tough battles tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and doesn’t have the energy?
What if she encounters a powerful zombie like the Metal Hardened Zombie, or other powerful zombies? If these people can't fly, everything is fine. But what if they can fly, or their superpowers are so strange that they can beat them down, what should she do?
The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep.
There were footsteps outside.
Fu Erdie knew it was Sang Wenhao coming without turning around.
Fu Erdie did not close the bedroom door, after all, there were zombies around the room. The zombies did not surround her, but because their breath was blown away by the dandelion wind, the zombies could not find the exact location.
Just in case, she would leave the door of every room in the house open so that if there was any movement, she could go out the other side.
Sang Wenhao walked in, spread a thin sofa cushion on the ground, and lay down on it.
In the darkness, the wall glowed with a gentle moonlight.
Fu Erdie looked at the profile of the man on the ground and whispered, "What are you doing?"
Sang Wenhao: "I can't sleep. There are zombies outside, I need your protection."
"puff."
Fu Erdie knew that he was deliberately trying to relax herself and say some irrelevant words, and the tense nerves in her head did relax unconsciously.
"Don't sleep on the floor. It's cold."
"It's okay. The house can cure my cold anyway."
"It's tiring to treat a cold all day long. And it's not like you're cured of a cold, so you won't feel uncomfortable when you have one. Get up, don't sleep on the floor."
Sang Wenhao had closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep in an instant.
Fu Erdie: “…”
Fu Erdie looked at him and suddenly had bad thoughts.
She got up from the bed and walked to Sang Wenhao. Suddenly she bent down and gave Sang Wenhao a princess hug.
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Sang Wenhao opened his eyes instantly, and his usually half-closed eyes turned into puppy eyes in an instant.
Fu Erdie found it funny that she just hugged a man who was 20 centimeters taller than her and returned to the bedroom where he had slept before.
If she wasn't thinking about something, she would even want to tease him and give him a goodnight kiss and wish him a sweet dream.
The two of them went to their respective rooms and fell asleep quickly this time.
Early the next morning, Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao finished their breakfast, packed their luggage, equipment and potatoes, and set off in a box car with a pile of dandelions on the top.
The city center was eerily quiet in the early morning. Some zombies began to wander around as they could see the road.
The box truck floated slowly in the air and was not noticed by any zombies except some on the top floor.
Fu Erdie held the tablet and the previously printed map in his hand, comparing the roads repeatedly.
The roads in City C are complicated, and she relies on navigation wherever she goes. If she takes the wrong fork in the road, she may not be able to reach her destination.
There were folding tables and chairs in the box car. The two sat there, holding hands and using their special powers. The remaining hand kept checking the route and looking for landmarks.
Everything went smoothly at first, because Fu Erdie had lived here when she was a child and was familiar with the roads around here. But after flying seven or eight kilometers, the roads were no longer familiar to Fu Erdie.
If she were riding on the ground, she could still tell them apart. But now they were 20 or 30 stories high, higher than most buildings. Many high-rise residential buildings cover a large area, and each building is similar. Fu Erdie couldn't tell which door was which, so she could only use a telescope to look at the more specific names of shops on the first floor, and then make auxiliary judgments based on large landmark buildings, constantly correcting the direction of travel.
But this is really a bit slow.
At ten o'clock in the morning, I had originally expected to reach the place where my grandmother was when communication was resumed at the end of June, but now I haven't even reached one-third of the way.
They had been flying for five hours and decided to go to a rooftop to rest and kill a few zombies to feed them potatoes and dandelions.
(End of this chapter)