Chapter 63
The "weak" plant that was just attacked was naturally the big green ivy.
Now, except for the inability to speak, its intelligence and analytical abilities are almost the same as those of humans.
Maybe this is a gifted person. He skipped a grade and became a college student among a group of kindergarten children. He usually has to discipline children, and now he has to discipline people as well.
It can teach kindergarten kids a lesson, but if outsiders dare to teach them a lesson, or have the evil intention of digging up plants, it doesn't mind killing the bad guys and giving them to the kids as a snack.
Fu Erdie hasn't left yet. He is waiting for this group of people to come and see the situation.
As an old hand, Cao Bingqing told Fu Erdie, the neighborhood leader, not to show up to receive guests easily, but to remain aloof and mysterious, so that the other party would have awe and not think that you are easy to talk to and then bother you at every turn.
“For a leader, awe is more important than affinity.”
Cao Bingqing said so.
In short, although Fu Erdie was curious about these people's faces, it would be enough to recognize them.
Among the 22 people who came to the base this time, the one in charge of management is Xu Qi, who contacted He Xuan last time.
Xu Qi was a small leader in the External Relations Department, so why would he go out with a team of 22 people? Xu Qi did not hide this: "The base has been worried about food problems, so they wanted to send me over to take a look, in case there are more things that can be traded?"
Cao Bingqing smiled and nodded: "I will help you convey it. But you can see that our base is just a community with only a few people. The food we have now is all thanks to my daughter. How many kilograms of food can she have a day? It's already the limit to barely feed dozens of people. By the way, I haven't been to the base since the end of the world, and I haven't seen other plant-based superpowers. Can the plant-based superpowers in your place produce food in large quantities?"
Xu Qi sighed, "It's just like that. Some plant-based psychics can't even produce crops. They can only attack plants or make them poisonous or something. There are only about twenty people who can produce crops. The most powerful third-level plant-based psychic works hard every day to produce 1,000 kilograms. The other second-level and first-level plant-based psychics can only produce 50 to 500 kilograms a day. Add up to 4,000 kilograms. It's difficult."
Cao Bingqing continued chatting with a smile, but she was overwhelmed by the data in her mind.
It is estimated that at the end of the day, the maximum amount of food produced is about 8,000 kilograms. However, these plants certainly don't want to be exhausted like the donkeys in the production team, and the food produced must be purchased with crystal cores. The base is short of crystal cores, so at the end of the day, there may only be 5,000 to 6,000 kilograms of food produced, which is only 1/10 of the daily demand of 60,000 kilograms of food.
Xu Qirang didn't ask Cao Bingqing questions for nothing, so he followed up the topic and flattered her: "I met your daughter last time. At that time, I just thought she was filial and came to pick up grandma and aunt in person. I didn't expect that she was the boss of Senyu Community. It was really rude. Alas, it's so lucky to live in the community. There are 1,000 to 2,000 kilograms of food every day, and at most we only eat 40 to 50 kilograms. With the people like us, there are only 100 to 200 kilograms, and we can store 4/5 of the food."
Xu Qi shook his head exaggeratedly: "I'm almost crying with envy."
Cao Bingqing narrowed her eyes.
This is to test the level of my daughter's supernatural powers.
However, my daughter was already at level four before. During the New Year’s Eve, it was announced that Sang Wenhao had risen to level four, but it did not say whether she had risen or not. However, it was definitely higher than level three.
Xu Qi wanted to find out Xiaodie's level to see if Xiaodie had any surplus production. If she could provide 1,000 kilograms a day, it would be equivalent to giving City D a third-level plant-type mutant with continuous output.
Cao Bingqing thought to herself that her daughter could indeed do it. If she did nothing else and just produced crops, she could produce two to three thousand kilograms of grain a day.
But this is too much hardship. Why should she suffer so much?
"Brother Xu, you got it wrong. We don't have much food in stock in our community. Xiaodie produces one or two hundred kilograms of food every day, which is enough for us to eat. There is no need to store more food. Of course, if we can give her a lot of crystal cores and let her level up to level seven or eight... Oh, look at me joking, I don't know which level is higher, but if Xiaodie is allowed to level up, she can easily produce three thousand kilograms or thirty thousand kilograms of food a day. Wouldn't your base be stable? Brother Xu, what do you think..."
Xu Qi: “…”
I didn't expect that while I was eyeing the opponent's food, the opponent also took my crystal cores, and wanted to reach a high level in one go.
The highest level now is level four. All their resources were poured into a young man who had belonged to the military before the end of the world. Most of the crystal cores were used up in an instant, leaving only emergency crystal cores for other psychics to work on. Only in this way could the young man be barely pushed to level four.
The young man is a soldier, he is one of us, so we can smash it without any worries. But if we smash an outsider, whether it will be a waste of effort or not is another matter. The most important thing is that even if we smash all the others, we can't get a fourth level, not to mention the seventh and eighth levels, which are totally unreliable. What the hell! So as a veteran, he really hates veterans the most!
You won't gain any advantage by dealing with this couple. Instead, you might be sold out to help count the money.
"By the way, where is Ms. He Xuan now? I handed over to her last time, and now I want to visit her."
Cao Bingqing sneered in her heart. He couldn't handle an old woman like her, so he wanted to find a young person who was easier to talk to? He was overthinking.
"They are practicing their powers most of the time during the day, so there is no other way. I will tell her at night and help you pass on the message. As for the transaction decision of the community, it is actually mainly up to me. There is no other way. After all, I am the mother of the boss of the community. The affairs of the community are almost the same as the affairs of my family. I have to take care of both."
Fu Chenghong, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but nod and agree: "Indeed, whether it was before the end of the world or now, my wife is in charge."
Xu Qi: “…” Damn!
What an old fox! No matter how much everyone cursed in their hearts, they all smiled warmly on the surface, and even made an appointment to invite him to dinner on the 15th floor in the evening, so that everyone could have a lively welcome.
Fu Erdie looked at the video taken by her father and couldn't help laughing, and gave her mother a thumbs up.
But when it comes to using crystal cores to raise a mutant, and then having the mutant feed the base back...
Fu Erdie felt that there was indeed something to think about.
Judging from the existing information, everyone knows about the existence of attributeless zombies with superpowers, but they don’t know about the existence of attributeless people with superpowers.
It doesn't necessarily mean that there are no other non-attribute psychics, but it is very likely that this type of psychics, which are already scarce in number, have not realized their own uniqueness and have no awareness or opportunity to absorb crystal cores, so they don't know what to do or where now.
If Fu Erdie reveals his attributeless characteristics, he will have an advantage in taking the crystal cores from the base, eating them, and giving back to the base after upgrading.
But risks and opportunities coexist.
If the D City Base believes that this is a win-win cooperation and will not harm her, what about the other psychics in the base?
Especially for those psychics who had originally discovered that the base did not have enough crystal cores and were counting on the base to issue more tasks and crystal cores, my sudden appearance and taking the crystal cores would not only cut off their source of income, but more seriously, it could be said that it would cut off their path to promotion.
Fu Erdie felt that it was not necessary for the time being. Even if she didn't care about the opinions of other psychics, she still cared about giving back to the base.
It's obvious that she can become stronger by taking her time and at a regular pace, and there are no particularly pressing threats around, so why does she want to find a way to improve quickly and then give herself such a big task?
The topic was put aside.
In order to distinguish between people in the community and external employees, Fu Erdie installed fence doors and iron locks at the two staircases on the 16th floor. Although these two doors are usually open, the presence of the doors can give people who want to come in from outside a psychological reminder that the area inside belongs to the community's internal staff and they should not enter or leave casually.
The 16th floor is now more like an office building than a personal residence for many people. Unless they are discussing things in private or sleeping, most of the time every door is open, or just closed and not locked. Whether it is the technical department arguing with each other, or the superpowers practicing coordinated tactics, or the logistics team cooking and moving supplies, they have to go back and forth.
So overall, the 16th floor is not strictly a neighborhood residence like before the apocalypse, but more like an office building.
In this case, Cao Bingqing had to explain this specifically to the external personnel and also needed to confirm more precautions, such as knocking on the door when entering the 16th floor and asking someone to pass on the message.
For example, you are not allowed to go to areas above the 16th floor unless it is work-related.
For example, they are not allowed to pick food outside their rooms that is not part of their daily wages and meals (unless given by the plants).
For example, it is necessary to clarify how to store water and charge when Fu Erdie is at home and when there is water and electricity in the room, and how to save water and use the stored electricity when Fu Erdie is out, and how to pay attention to the maintenance of the plants in the bathroom that specialize in corroding and absorbing feces, etc.
In short, there are a lot of things to pay attention to. Cao Bingqing and Fu Chenghong listed all the things that Fu Erdie could think of and the things that he could not think of, and then guided this external employee to quickly familiarize himself with the work and life mode and norms of Senyu Community.
On the 15th floor that day, Cao Bingqing, He Xuan and the person in charge Xu Qi had lunch. On the second and third days, everyone started working, carrying out various tasks in an orderly manner despite the chaos.
Afterwards, Fu Erdie charged the huge battery used by the technical department, and then took Sang Wenhao to find Cen Xiyang's parents.
In addition to the house that moved into the box truck, the new all-round ACE zucchini, and the potato seedlings that insisted on going together, there were also many various intelligent mutant plants that were newly planted a few days ago and were still in the seedling stage.
These plants have only grown a little and have not yet taken root, so they can all be moved into the box truck.
Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Fu Erdie agreed. After all, when killing zombies outside, it was impossible to eat the dandelion catkins every time, and the intelligent mutant seeds of dandelions were not endless.
In this way, the box truck set off with a large pile of plants.
Fu Erdie had been to Cen Xiyang's house and had eaten there many times since she was a child, so she was familiar with the location of her house.
The only problem is the same as before, most of the city traffic is blocked, so you can't drive.
The box truck was slower, and it took three hours to find the way to Cen Xiyang's home.
Fu Erdie was not sure which window corresponded to Cen Xiyang's house, so she just stood across the street on the rooftop of another building and called out the names of Cen's father and mother with a loud speaker.
No one spoke, so Fu Erdie used the old method. She let the dandelions blow away the scent of her and Sang Wenhao while parking the van on the roof. Then, based on her memory and the house number given by Cen Xiyang, she dealt with the zombies she encountered on the way downstairs. Then she came to the Cen family, melted the lock core, and opened the door.
A zombie filled with a foul smell pounced over, tied up with metal bars.
Fu Erdie looked at his face.
It's Mr. Cen...
Fu Erdie closed her eyes and nodded.
The metal spike pierced through Father Cen's forehead, ending his action.
Cen Xiyang said that if her parents turned into zombies, she would get rid of them and let them rest in peace as soon as possible. If possible, she would use lighters and matches to dispose of the bodies, bring back the bones and ashes, and bury them personally.
Fu Erdie put Mr. Cen's body aside and entered the room with Sang Wenhao.
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There were bloodstains everywhere and marks of scratches by zombies.
The tables, chairs, benches, beds, and closets were all rotten, and the clothes and quilts inside were torn into a mess. Fu Erdie was not sure whether Cen's mother had been caught at that time, or whether she had time to pack up and escape, or whether Cen's mother had not yet gotten off work and was still in the company when the apocalyptic riots came.
She was not sure about anything, so she searched bit by bit at home to see if there was any message left.
After searching around and not finding it, she wrapped Mr. Cen's body in a bed sheet, and carried it with a metal plate, climbing up the stairs one step at a time until she reached the top of the building. She then turned the metal plate into a metal box, framed the body, and then set it on fire.
The flames burned for a full half hour, and the noise attracted many zombies.
Fu Erdie did not let Dandelion dispel the smell, but killed them all one by one. The three zombies with special powers who came over after hearing the noise also became crystal cores in their hands. Fu Erdie, Sang Wenhao, and Xiangche Baiguang each had one.
After the fire was completely gone, only bones and ashes were left in the metal box.
Fu Erdie carefully put them into a small box, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and silently said goodbye, then returned to the box truck.
Cen Xiyang gave many addresses, including this home, his parents' company address, the teahouse his mother often went to, the Chinese restaurant his mother and colleagues often went to, and so on.
Cen Xiyang was very embarrassed when giving these addresses, but Fu Erdie asked her to write down all the addresses or place names she knew.
"I really want to find my uncle and aunt, but I also want to exercise and kill zombies."
She and Sang Wenhao were already very strong. The superpowered zombies around the community were also cleared out in the last few days of the year.
If they want to become stronger, they need to take the initiative and find more zombies with special powers.
In fact, Fu Erdie felt that the uninterrupted operation of her and Sang Wenhao's supernatural powers every night was equivalent to eating crystal cores every day. This was also the reason why Sang Wenhao did not seem to eat that many crystal cores, but still reached the fourth level.
But that's not enough.
After all, if there are powerful zombies with special powers, zombies without attributes, or even zombie kings, it will be very convenient for them to hunt their own kind or those with special powers without any psychological barriers.
Fu Erdie and the others would not attack people with special powers for no reason. There were no special power zombies around, and there were few crystal cores that could be traded. After all, other people's crystal cores were also few. So they had no choice but to take the initiative and kill the special power zombies.
So she came out to look for Cen Xiyang's parents, and was also looking for mutant zombies along the way, so she wouldn't go back for a while.
After dealing with the zombies on the rooftop, Fu Erdie walked around according to the address given by Cen Xiyang. When he encountered a mutant who intended to rob, he killed him as if he were a zombie, flying around in a very ostentatious manner.
Finally, they accidentally saw a familiar red car on a small road.
Fu Erdie took out her cell phone to compare the photo of the car and the license plate number.
It’s Mother Cen’s car.
There was no body in the car, but there was blood.
Following the bloodstains, I walked forward and when I reached an intersection, all the bloodstains mixed together, and after being washed away by the rain and mud, I lost all trace.
As a result, all addresses given by Cen Xiyang are invalid.
Fu Erdie began to perform pnB and turned on the recorded speaker: "Cen Lanxiu, I am your daughter's friend Xiaodie. I am here to take you to find your daughter. If you hear the voice, please signal by various means, including but not limited to calling, flashing, burning fire, reflecting lenses, etc., etc."
The sentence was played over and over again, with the volume turned up to the maximum, and it was extremely clear in the silent and ruined city.
The box truck circled the nearby streets several times, then stopped on the roof of a building on higher ground, waiting for signals from various locations.
For a long time, there was no human movement, only more and more zombies gathered.
Sang Wenhao easily dealt with the mutant zombies inside, and controlled the metal remotely to dig out the crystal core in the zombies' skulls.
The two ignored the remaining zombies, but randomly chose a direction, continued shouting with the loudspeaker, and dealt with the mutant zombies that ran out, ignoring the ordinary zombies.
If you look down from a very high angle, you can see that zombies from all directions are following Fu Erdie's voice and rushing towards him. If you don't know, you would think it's some celebrity holding a concert for tens of thousands of people.
Seeing so many people, Fu Erdie re-recorded the loudspeaker and added a new sentence based on the previous one he found.
"I am deliberately luring the zombies. If the survivors or people with special abilities don't want me to lure the zombies over, please remind me when I'm close to the rooftop and I'll take a detour. If you are trapped in the house and want to get out, you can take advantage of me to attract hatred and make your own decision."
Fu Erdie brought several speakers with her. This speaker played at the maximum decibel while the other speakers were charging. When this speaker ran out of power, she would switch to another one and charge the one that was out of power.
She wandered around without a specific direction. When the area below her and the surrounding streets was filled with zombies, Fu Erdie finally selected a square and flew quickly in that direction. While continuing to play the horn, she descended to the center of the square and walked out of the van.
Fu Erdie held Sang Wenhao's hand and her supernatural powers worked at high speed.
Sang Wenhao combined and twisted a series of metals including various abandoned vehicles, iron rods, and steel bars nearby, and finally formed a huge fifty-meter-long knife that was placed horizontally in the air.
The moment the zombies rushed over, the long sword rushed forward with an unstoppable force. With one blow, thousands of zombies were cut in half, and blood splattered everywhere.
Sang Wenhao's ability, strictly speaking, cannot attack within a certain range.
His metal blade cannot be like the wind blade of the short-haired woman Ye Jia, which can create many attacks to harvest a large number of zombies. His attacks are one by one, one by one.
In order to launch a range attack, they came up with the current method. There is no need to conjure up many knives or manipulate many metals at the same time.
Just a knife, a thin and sharp knife that is fifty meters long, sweeping across directly.
The sight of the large number of limbs scattered on the ground caused by being cut in half, and the sight of the zombies whose heads and upper bodies were still able to move after being cut in half, made Fu Erdie's heart curl up and he physically wanted to vomit.
Sang Wenhao also looked pale and not much better.
He whispered to Fu Erdie and to himself: "Just solve it, it's okay."
Fu Erdie closed his eyes, and his entire nostril was filled with the stench of rancid blood.
"It's okay, it's just an instinctive reaction." Fu Erdie felt the sweat and temperature of their intertwined palms and said firmly, "It's similar to motion sickness, it's nothing."
The dozens of meters long sword was retracted and fired again, reaping another large number of zombies.
An hour passed, and when all the zombies around were cleared to the point where their upper bodies were still wriggling, Fu Erdie turned off the speaker and released large patches of dandelions, as well as the potatoes and zucchini he brought this time, and more than 50 juvenile intelligent mutant plants, to clean up the battlefield with limbs. Then he returned to the box truck to clean up the bloodstains.
(End of this chapter)