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

Roughly estimated, there are 120,000 to 30,000 zombies attracted to strangulation this time.

Dandelions are growing wildly, and other mutant plants are also trying to corrode zombies to absorb nutrients.

Those zombies whose upper bodies were still struggling and twisting slowly melted, and gradually their brains were corroded, and there was no sound at all.

The sound of clasping the ground, the ho-ho sound of the larynx and the trachea, and the sound of plants climbing and fixing gradually subsided, and the outside world returned to calm.

The sun fell from the ruins of the high-rise buildings, and the blue night shrouded the sky.

Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao didn't find a place to avoid the limelight, so they stayed in the boxcar in the center of the square, cooking hot pot and eating dishes, and enjoying the food with the small lights on.

"On the way, we have to find a base or seasoning package factory, take some seasonings back, and expand the seasoning inventory."

While Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao were talking casually, the plants outside had already killed two more zombies who strayed into the square.

It was late at night. At twelve o'clock, the square had no corpses, only dandelions and various plants in one place. Even the surrounding air was much better. The lingering blood and rancidity in the city must have been degree of isolation.

Fu Erdie took out her mobile phone and took pictures of Sang Wenhao and the plants. It looked like they were camping in a quiet and peaceful park at night.

Not only did she think so, but also the survivors who finally dared to come out to find supplies because of the disappearance of a large number of zombies.

They walked carefully around the square, riding bicycles and tricycles around.

Fu Erdie didn't care about them, didn't even watch the night, and directly handed over the vigilance work to Dandelion, and went into the box truck and fell asleep.

Without Mother Cen's whereabouts, Fu Erdie's journey behind her would have no target. She only went back and forth around City C, and kept cleaning up zombies.

She and Sang Wenhao fought zombies while looking for someone, without any pressure, and while absorbing the ability crystal core, they pushed and pulled their abilities and steadily improved their abilities.

The house is still in the third-order state, because Fu Erdie's abilities cannot be automatically transferred between her and the house, so the upgrade of the house is not as fast as Sang Wenhao.

In addition to sleeping and fighting, Fu Erdie will exercise with the house, zucchini, and potatoes on the ground, pushing and pulling.

The group of people and the plants stopped and walked like this, and finally went back after they had cleared Cen's parent company to the house, as well as a large surrounding activity area and about a million zombies in one area.

Not because the search was stopped, but because more than 50 plants have grown from small seedlings to the size of an average potato seedling, and have broken through to the second order from the initial state, and even faintly advanced to the third order. The batch of dandelions brought out has been upgraded to the third order.

Some plants, such as bamboo, are not flexible enough to roll themselves into a ball like a potato, and their height quickly rises above the roof of the box car, so they can only be very careful to cling to the roof paper and become A messy little bamboo shoot in the air.

Other plants are better than bamboo, but not much better. In short, they cannot be squeezed into the carriage, and all of them are squeezed onto the roof of the box car.

No way, Fu Erdie and Sang Wenhao could only go back to the house, put these plants down first, and at the same time inform Cen Xiyang of the news of Cen's father and mother.

Cen Xiyang took his father's corpse box with red eyes in a daze, and even though he had made a plan, he couldn't help crying.

Others don't know Father Cen, and they feel sad when they think of their deceased relatives.

Consolation is useless, sadness circulates in the eyes and the whole body, and finally can only be handed over to time.

Now in the middle of January, the end of the month is the Spring Festival. Cen Xiyang wanted to choose a place where he could see the Li River before the Spring Festival, so that Dad, who grew up by the river, could rest in peace.

Going out of the community and going uphill, you can see the Lee River on the mountainside of the back mountain.

Cen Xiyang chose the location, dug a pit where he wanted to set up a cemetery, buried his father Cen's bones, set up a stone tablet, and knelt down to worship.

Both Fu Erdie and Han Zhi accompanied her.

The setting sun is like blood, and the life that has passed away is like a turbulent river of interest.

Fu Erdie sighed inwardly that she was lucky, her favorite parents and grandmothers are still there, and her best friend Cen Xiyang is still there, only Zhao Xiaolu has no news, and she doesn't know where she went after escaping from City C. D city base does not have her name, other bases are too far away, even if they receive Fu Erdie's inquiry telegram, because they have no transaction or interest with each other, they like to ignore it, and don't care that Fu Erdie may have to send it all the way. hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain.

In short, except for the base in City D, the other big bases didn't pay much attention to her, and the small base didn't know about the telegraph at all. Without a telegraph, there was no way to contact her.

Fu Erdie thought that it would be very difficult to meet Zhao Xiaolu in this life.

If you have a predestined relationship, it would be great to meet them when you go to other places to find various resources. But this world is too big, there is no exact location, and you don't even know whether the other party is dead or alive or a zombie. It is really looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone.

During the Spring Festival, Fu Erdie did not travel far, but continued the road of cleaning up the community to various industrial factories with the team of superpowers, and brought the zombies back to let the plants learn to hunt and kill.

When the road from a target factory to the community is cleared, Fu Erdie and the others can add a large electromechanical machine to the base plate and iron wheels, and then be pulled back by an electric car.

The team is grinding and growing, and the plants in Senyu Community are also directly grinding and maturing with each other.

When the Spring Festival arrived at the end of January, in the plants of Senyu Community, in addition to Lulu and Dandelion, two new third-order plants were added, that is, potatoes and spider plants.

In fact, Fu Erdie is a little surprised. She has always felt that succulent is very powerful and has a strong defense. It is particularly conspicuous among many plants. It takes minutes to grab some nutrition. can get it done.

However, in fact, it is strong, its movement speed is slow, its corrosion absorption is slow, and it is slow to do anything.

Chlorophytum has already corroded two zombies, and it is still dozing off while corroding the first zombie.

Hearing Fu Erdie's doubts now, Succulent felt extremely aggrieved. Using the pinyin level he had learned for half a month, he pointed to the pinyin table and asked Fu Erdie to exercise with it and give it extra food.

Fu Erdie only found it funny, and the others were also happy when they saw it.

He Xuan: "I always feel that Boss Fu is feeding some cute pet. He is hungry or wronged, and he needs the owner to support him."

Fu Erdie also laughed: "I treat them as kindergarten children, and I call myself the kindergarten director. Speaking of which, don't call me the boss or the head in the future. It sounds weird. You can call me the principal, but I am not the kindergarten principal. It's the director of the botanical garden, isn't it appropriate?"

He Xuan: "..." No, it's even weirder than the boss.

Fu Chenghong listened on the sidelines, knowing that her daughter has always been not interested in being the boss or an official, so she is not used to being called the boss at all times, and she doesn't want to seriously call the community a base for abilities.

"It's better than this," Fu Chenghong suggested, "I heard from Professor Zhao that many people with supernatural abilities like to take nicknames for others to call them. Your mother and I call you Xiaodie, and sometimes your friends call you Butterfly. And you are used to it. The title of the gardener, how about calling it the butterfly gardener? Isn’t it much better? With this title, all areas controlled by your plants in the future will be called butterfly gardens, so that it is not abrupt at all.”

He Xuan immediately voted in favor of the statement, and others also thought it was a good idea.

No matter what, as long as the boss can be called by her name... Oh no, Mr. Fu doesn't like being called the boss. In short, Mr. Fu must have the attitude of being a leader, so that he can introduce her well, instead of being heard by others. I thought it was a passerby.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Fu Erdie had many question marks in her heart.

What is "any area controlled by your plants is called a butterfly garden"? Plants now control the plot, and the plot is called Senyu plot.

I always feel that this subtext has a particularly exaggerated meaning, as if her plants are going to expand their territory and go far, far away.

"My plants haven't even filled the plot yet..."

Fu Erdie's reminder sound seemed insignificant in a group of heated discussions.

Fu Erdie: "..." He just said that I'm the boss (laughs).

During the half month from mid-January to the Spring Festival, everyone's life is very regular.

Under the rule, the building is filled and repaired by cement workers, and the obvious changes are repaired day by day. It is Building No. 1, Building No. 5, Building No. 9, and Building No. 10 that have not been cleaned up and cleaned up little by little. After a lot of supplies, moved to the 17th floor of Building 7 and gradually filled the 17th floor.

The residential unit building that had been burned before has become brand new again after being repaired and washed every day.

The new and old plants planted in the community are also thriving. The mutant seeds of wisdom had been planted before, but now more than 200 seeds have been produced.

On January 26th, Professor Zhao announced the good news that the non-intelligent ordinary mutant plants transplanted from the house field had been successfully transplanted.

"As far as the data recorded in the current month is concerned, the common mutant plants need to grow in your home field for at least ten days before they can be transplanted. When you were away before, those common mutant plants that did not have enough time stopped. Growth, and even a few particularly weak plants directly withered."

Fu Erdie thought for a while.

ten days? She came back on January 15, and it has only been 11 days, one day more than 10 days.

Professor Zhao's character should not be someone who jumps to conclusions in one day.

"Do you mean that this number of days can be stacked?" Fu Erdie asked, "For example, before I left, the home ability worked for a few days, and after I came back, it worked for a few more days. The sum of these days reached ten. Only plants from the sky can truly be transplanted outside my field and grow normally."

Professor Zhao nodded: "Yes. I will try it later, what is the difference between using the water of your home power and the plants watered with river water or rainwater. If you use river water or rainwater, you can also water, and let ordinary plants grow Large, daily production of crops…”

Professor Zhao's voice paused slightly, and his eyes were shining brightly at Fu Erdie.

Fu Erdie looked at the plants outside the window, took a deep breath, spit it out slowly, and took over the words thrown by Professor Zhao: "People in this world, especially ordinary people, can have a new way of life."

Before the apocalypse arrived, everyone was an ordinary person.

Including Professor Zhao until now, they are all ordinary people.

Although I don't want trouble, I don't want to be responsible for so many people's lives. After all, this responsibility is too heavy and too heavy, and just mentioning it a little will make people breathless.

But when his life was stable and safe, he suddenly couldn't help but instinctively wanted to approach a better direction.

And now, this opportunity knocked on Fu Erdie's door.