The Zombies Are Coming But I’m Laying Down At Home

    Fu Erdie called the dog back and told him not to fight the zombies until the zombies came to the 16th floor.

    As for the mutant plants in other rooms of Building No. 7, Fu Erdie felt that they had grown for so long, and had been watered with 16-1 water for several months, so as not to be swayed by zombies A few feet trampled to death.

    Zombies don't eat plants, don't care.

    The little old lady was very distressed and wanted to bring the plant back.

    However, these mutant plants are indeed very good and very large, as Fierdie said. The water that followed in 16-1 seemed to have magical powers, "fattening" them all.

    No matter how good the physical and mental strength of the little old lady is now, she can't hold a plant as big and heavy as a rockery.

    The little old lady had no choice but to give up.

    There is a lot of fruit on the balcony at home, which is enough for two people and one dog to continue to eat.

    Inexplicably, everyone started to lie down.

    The small house has two bedrooms and one living room, Fu Erdie sleeps in the master bedroom, and the little old lady sleeps in the second bedroom.

    Every day, the little old lady will use the previous stock to cook millet porridge for Fu Erdie, saying that taking care of her life is regarded as the "rent" for her to live here.

    Fu Erdie doesn't care much, if she is tired, don't work hard, and eat fruit by herself. There is millet porridge, you can also eat it.

    Day by day, calm and peaceful.

    Fu Erdie guessed that the zombies should find the 16th floor on September 20th, knock on their door, and be runaway by her or something.

    In the end, there was no response until the end of September.

    Fuerdie:…

    Fu Erdie felt that something was wrong.

    She lifted the hammer with no energy and walked downstairs slowly.

    15th floor, nobody.

    14th floor, nobody.

    13th floor…

    I went all the way to the 3rd floor and didn't see any zombies.

    Fu Erdie: ?

    Until she came to the 2nd floor, Fu Erdie finally understood what was going on.

    The succulent she put in the room chosen by the little old lady on the 2nd floor has moved to an empty room next door without a door.

      If you accidentally screw your head off, or shoot your head directly, you can make zombies into food "agate" and start enjoying it slowly.

    Fuerdie:…

    Is this playing Plants vs. Zombies in her seventh building! Live version!

    Furdie liked to play Plants vs. Zombies when she was anxious. Whether it's defeating zombies or being eaten by brains, it's very stress-free.

    Now, my heart has been defeated for more than half a month, and I am a little ready to move.

    She observed on the second floor, and suddenly found not only succulent roots, but also many other roots of different lengths, thicknesses and colors, I don't know which floor they touched from.

    Fuerdie tilted her head.

    If I remember correctly, in the past, even the green dill could barely reach other rooms on the same floor, and it would wither after a long time. What does this mean now?

    Fuerdie walked to a green branch and poked lightly: "Gardenia?"

    Seeing that she was recognized, Gardenia was very happy to change into a small flower, and then pointed to the upstairs direction.

    Fu Erdie went upstairs and saw a gardenia leaf in an inconspicuous corner of the third floor.

    The leaf continued to point upwards.

    Fu Erdie followed the directions and came to rooms 8-8 on the eighth floor.

    This is a very spacious three-bedroom, one living room with good orientation and the whole room is full of sunlight.

    In such a sunny room, there are more than a dozen mutant plants inside and out.

    What appears in this room now is part of a mutant plant. They seem to just "rest" here and use it as a springboard to reach further.

    It contains old acquaintances, cucumbers and tomatoes.

    Fu Erdie called the dog and the little old lady, from the 24th floor to the 2nd floor, patrolled up and down, and finally understood how these mutant plants came to the first floor.

    The branches and leaves can't really stretch very long, but the roots can grow all the time.

    Furdie didn’t know if they were inspired by cucumbers and tomatoes, but the rhizomes grew like vines, concentrated and drilled in one direction.

    After so many months, they have learned that the first floor is most likely to get food. So, even vines like cucumbers and tomatoes that are fighting all the time are not just fighting.

    They still have to drill to the first floor.

                                    \nbsp; By coincidence, gathered here.

    Fu Erdie's eyes widened, she felt that she had little knowledge, and she had to learn more from plants.

    The roots and stems of these plants are still very fragile, they just barely came to the second floor, and then they can grow some branches and leaves to ambush the zombies. The main force on the second floor is the succulent whose body is on the second floor.

    Fuerdie went home dizzy, took a bath, and lay on the bed.

    Then sat up again.

    When God closes the door for you, he will definitely leave a window for you. Does that mean that? !

    Because she is not a power user and has no force value, she is left here to rot and die, and then the mutant plants make up for the lack of aggression! ?

    The haze dissipated a little, and was gradually torn and scattered.

    She couldn't sit still and walked happily back and forth in the bedroom.

    No, the bedroom is too small, so she came to the living room.

    The living room is also too small.

    She couldn't help walking out of the corridor and ran in the corridor.

    The hot wind blew across her face, but Fu Erdie felt more and more comfortable, and her sullen qi was relieved.

    She has no powers.

    But she is really a child loved by many people and favored by God!

    She is so happy, the pressure of the past days has been released at this moment.

    She rushed from the 16th floor to the 24th floor, and opened the door to the rooftop, blowing a 35-degree hot wind, opened her mouth and shouted silently.

    She is really, loved by this world!

    No worries about eating, drinking, and attacks from outsiders, what else should she worry about!

    Supernatural zombies? Come and kill one!

    Bad Abilities? All headshots!

    Fu Erdie is full of energy, full of energy and full of energy.

    She took out her notebook again and began to record the weather, zombies, houses, mutant plants, everything changed.

    She is no longer tense, she patrols up and down and exercises every day as before, for fear of taking the next step, and strives to squeeze herself to the limit.

    She will go upstairs and downstairs to water herself, busy, and when she is very comfortable exercising, she will go home to take a bath and read the comics and novels she bought before the end of the world.

    When the sun is just right, she will bring spider plants and potatoes, the only two that can shrink rhizomes, sit in pots and move with her mutant plants, go to the roof to bask in the sun .

    Besides is the fruit plate, the frozen cherries inside are rosy and juicy, radiating a seductive water light in the sun.

    The breath of life suddenly became lively and lively.

    Fuerdie is very happy every day, and chats with mutant plants every day. She will also take out a pen and paper and draw the daily changes of the mutant plants. In this case, the remains of the zombies that are being digested in the corners of the screen become cute and interesting.

    The leisurely mood continued until the end of September, Fu Erdie felt that her children needed more food, so she set her sights on the zombies in several nearby buildings.

    In her daily observation records, she determined that there are no zombies with supernatural abilities in the buildings that are within sight of the community.

    The temperature is also in the range where zombies are active. If Fu Erdie passes now, it is easy to attract a group of zombies to deliver food.

    Fu Erdie did what she said, wearing a beggar's clothes and walking straight to the sixth building, swaying around the door of the first floor, without making a sound or causing a large-scale noise.

    But at least twenty zombies saw or smelled her.

    Fu Erdie smiled and hurried back to Building 7.

    Ordinary zombies naturally couldn't catch up to her, but they still followed her and rushed in her direction.

    Two minutes later, thirty zombies entered the seventh building.

    This day, the mutant plants had a full meal, and each one was very happy.

    When you are full, your body grows, the body becomes larger, and the output of crops also increases.

    The little old lady looked at more and more food, and her hair was white again.

    Fu Erdie comforted her: "If you can't finish it, just give it to the plant children, it's fine."

    Little old lady: "But they are full of zombies!"

    Fu Erdie: "...It's okay, it's not a big problem."

    More food is better than nothing.

    In this way, Fu Erdie would go out to pull a wave of hatred every day, attracting dozens of zombies to come and eat, and then wait for the plants to digest, and then go back a day later.

    Just the zombies in the sixth building next door can feed the children for a full month, and Fu Erdie is very at ease.

    The bigger the children, the stronger the root system inside the building. One day, Fu Erdie suddenly found out that the temperature in Building No. 7 was already 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 air conditioners or fans, and the unpleasant smell in the air was gradually decreasing.

    Fu Erdie realized that what happened at 16-1 was being reproduced on the entire building.

    It is false to say that you are not excited.

    Fu Erdie repeatedly told herself to stay calm, look at the long-term, and analyze the possible loopholes, and then she managed to maintain her sense of reason. Building, it's going to be fine!