The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

Zuo Ling exchanged two kilograms of white flour from Dabai Ya and exchanged half a kilogram of potato seeds, half a kilogram of sweet potato seeds and two small bottles of growth agent with the property management company.

The growth agent is very small, each bottle is 30ml.

Professor Jin’s house was the same as hers.

After changing things, Zuo Ling said to Professor Jin:

"It's not peaceful recently. You and Aunt Tang should stay at home and don't go anywhere. I think those people are looking at you wrong."

No need for Zuo Ling to say, Professor Jin also felt it, nodded, sighed, and felt very depressed.

"Is your door strong?

More than 200 victims were arranged in the corridor, coming in and out. If anyone colluded with the mob outside, the consequences would be disastrous.

Professor Jin said: "I reinforced it and turned on the electricity. I will go back later and weld some more nails."

After pondering for a while, he added: "I changed the code of the fire door. When I get back, I can help you change it too."

The fire door code was a pet peeve of Zuo Ling. The old man said it could be changed, and Zuo Ling was surprised.

Then he thought of the old man's method when he opened the doomsdayer's house, and felt that changing the fire door code was too unusual.

"What do you want?" Zuo Ling didn't want to take advantage of the old man.

Professor Jin pointed his finger at Zuo Ling, meaning, you, you, we have been together for a long time, and you are still so indifferent.

But he also knew Zuo Ling's temper, so he said, "Didn't you ask me to help you last time? It's worth it."

"I owe you that one first, and you can mention another one."

Professor Jin was curious: "What do you want me to do for you?"

"I got a car, a Mercedes-Benz. I'm afraid there's a locator on it. I'd like your help to check it out."

The car belongs to the Jin family Spider-Man. The hermit family has amazing methods and Zuo Ling dare not drive it unless hidden dangers are eliminated.

Professor Jin's face twitched and he thought to himself, some unlucky man must have fallen into your hands. Zuo Ling didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions.

"Do you still have the rice in bamboo tubes you gave those two rich young men? Just give me two tubes and you can thank me."

After hearing what his wife told him about what happened in the greenhouse, Professor Jin was extremely curious. How could the bamboo tube rice be so delicious, which made the two wealthy young men beg to eat it?

Zuo Ling gave Professor Jin four bamboo tubes of rice and several bundles of bamboo. She always felt uneasy. The bamboo was used by the old couple to make bamboo arrows.

Anyway, the bamboo in the space is growing well and will grow back soon.

Professor Jin not only helped Zuo Ling change the fire door password, but also changed the door to a remote control.

More than half a month passed. Apart from training, Zuo Ling was at home tending potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Potatoes and sweet potatoes have sprouted, but she didn't grow them in the space, lest the sweet potatoes grown be too different and arouse suspicion.

The sprouts were not very strong and wilted. I was afraid that they would not survive, so I poured some space well water.

Zuo Ling went to Professor Jin's house to see his seedlings. They were not as good as the ones she raised. She was secretly happy, but at the same time, she was alert and could no longer water the seedlings with space well water.

The government distributed relief food again, but it was one-third less than the last time. Everyone complained, but there was nothing they could do.

The supermarket in the middle opened once, but Zuo Ling and Professor Jin and his wife didn't go there. They returned part of the supplies that Professor Jin had stored at her place to the couple.

People who heard it said that prices had doubled, but there were very few things to buy.

People can be heard quarreling in the corridor every day, and there are many people knocking on the door, asking for help from the toilet, water, or the elderly and children who can't stand it anymore and want to go inside to warm themselves up.

Almost every household in the building has been harassed to varying degrees.

The relationship between disaster victims and property owners has become increasingly tense.

Occasionally, Professor Jin would call Zuo Ling to complain. The old man was always worried.

Zuo Ling repeatedly warned the old man never to open the door. No matter how miserable the other person said, don't let the wolf enter the house. The old man sighed while agreeing.

Zuo Ling didn't have the compassion of the old man, so he got annoyed and turned on the electricity on the fire door without pushing the electricity to the maximum, aiming to scare people away.

You don't need to listen to know that people greet her eighteen generations of ancestors every day.

Although it was midnight, Zuo Ling's work and rest time did not change much.

One day, the first thing I noticed was wrong was the waterfall.

It jumped onto Zuo Ling's bed and patted Zuo Ling awake with its little paws. It looked anxious and whined something in its mouth.

The little guy rarely does this. At first, Zuo Ling thought it was an earthquake. When he listened carefully, he heard footsteps in the corridor.

Turning on the monitor on the fire escape, there were many people standing outside the door, each holding something like a stick.

Zuo Ling knew them, they were all disaster victims living in the corridor.

Knowing that there was electricity on the door, the victim did not approach the door. He held up a flashlight and carefully touched the password keyboard.

After pressing it for a long time, it didn't open. The man was angry and turned around to ask why the password was wrong.

There was indeed a mole in the property management. Zuo Ling sneered, pushed the switch to the maximum, and called Professor Jin.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

Professor Jin was very sleepy and his voice was a little hoarse when he was woken up.

"Someone is breaking the door outside, please be careful."

"Ah, come on, come on, honey, get up."

Professor Jin was so excited that his sleepiness disappeared, and he quickly pushed his wife to wake up.

Researcher Tang fell asleep in a daze and took a long time to wake up.

A scream of ah woke up half the people on the floor. Someone accidentally touched the switch.

He was swaying like a madman, and for more than half a minute, his body fell softly to the ground, scaring everyone back several steps.

Zuo Ling looked at the monitor for a while. The people outside could not get in for a while.

When I came to the south balcony, there was a crowd of people outside. With so many people entering the community, I didn't hear any movement. It was typical of the inside and outside.

The security guards on duty were either dead or complicit with the mob.

Take out the compound bow, nock an arrow and shoot.

This time, instead of killing people, she shot them directly in the face. A dead person can't scare away the mob, only watching a living person suffer can scare people's hearts.

"what……"

The screams were shrill, and one person's eyeball was shot through.

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Another man was shot across the cheek.

"Uh uh uh……"

One man had an arrow stuck in his neck and was so uncomfortable that he could not cry out.

Next, more people were hit, none of which were fatal, but the pain was excruciating.

Professor Jin reacted quickly and followed suit, and the screams were endless.

Buildings 1, 2, 4, and 5 began to fight back. With the help of insiders, all the unit doors fell.

The gunshots from Building 2 exploded like exploding beans.

Zuo Ling felt sorry for her arrows and switched to a crossbow made by Professor Jin.

The 22nd floor is a bit far from the ground and is far less lethal than a compound bow, but it can still kill the opponent half to death.

She didn't use bamboo arrows, she bought so many iron nails, just for now.

Pounce, pounce, pounce, pounce...shooting down like rain.

"what……"

"Ah, my ears, ears..."

"Oh my god, my legs, my legs..."

The mob in front of Unit 1 retreated.

Zuo Ling looked at the surveillance camera and saw someone was prying open the door.

Afraid that they might break the door, Zuo Ling pressed the remote control to open the door, while she waited at the safety door of the elevator.

A small window on the safety door can be pushed open, just in time to set up the crossbow.

She used a medium-sized crossbow she bought from Tang Fei. The crossbow box could hold 100 nails at a time.

As soon as the person's head showed up, she shot the nails out without having to aim at all, and the nails hit the target.

The medium-sized crossbows are stronger than the crossbows made by Professor Jin, and have a longer range. If you come one, they will kill one, if you come as a pair, they will kill a pair. If they are used together in a group, they will be destroyed directly.

Dozens of bodies were soon piled up in the elevator room.

Anyone who came in again would not be able to get close to Zuo Ling's door unless they climbed over the mountain of corpses. They fought back forcefully and scared off a wave of people.

No one came in, so he opened the safety door. Zuo Ling first patched a circle of nails on the body, and then threw the bodies out of the elevator one by one.

When I first started throwing, I could still hit a few unwilling ones, but if I threw too much, the unwilling ones were scared away.

After cleaning up the corpses in the elevator, put on a gas mask and shoot pepper pills and gel pills into the corridor.

She found that this thing was too easy to use and had little lethality, but it could cause great trouble to people.

Especially the gel pills that cause blindness are amazingly effective.

Zuo Ling deliberately shot a few more shots into the upstairs and downstairs passages to try to make the gel pills cover a wider area.

The mob could not see, and in panic, they crowded and trampled on each other. Some were trampled to death, and some fell downstairs to death.

Many people wanted to leave this hellish place quickly, but they became increasingly crowded and unable to get out, shouting, yelling, and wailing.

There must be some victims living in the corridor who have not participated in the mob's actions.

But there must be someone with knowledge. Since it was not reported to the community manager, he deserved to be accidentally injured.