Awakening the mutant plant system, she is rampant in the end of the world

Chapter 42 Xiaoqi’s rainy day preparation

"You should know Xiaoqi's illness... I want to find a doctor to look at Xiaoqi, but finding a serious doctor now is ten times a hundred times harder than finding a zombie doctor. There is no doctor..." Cheng Feng hesitated. .

Bo Xian also fell silent.

He knew what Cheng Feng was going to say.

Without a doctor, no one knows how long Zhou Qi can last? Perhaps, one moment she was alive and kicking, and the next moment she had difficulty breathing and closed her eyes forever.

Zhou Qi, on the other hand, seemed not to care about her body at all.

Still interested in bargaining with Bo Xian. "If you use Mucang weapons as payment every time, we can consider long-term cooperation...but there is a condition. If our team is in danger one day, you cannot ignore it."

Bo Xian immediately raised the corners of his lips. "No problem. As long as you ask, my team and I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Xiao Qi, don't be ridiculous." Cheng Feng scolded lightly.

"I'm not messing around. The current situation... In the future, people with super powers and ordinary people may gradually become opposed to each other.

Maybe now everyone is working together to deal with zombies, and there is a tacit understanding of cooperation. But are superpowers... still ordinary people? Sooner or later, there will be a tough battle between superpowers and ordinary people. By that time, the wooden warehouse will become a scarce commodity.

Even if we don't use it, it's good to use it to exchange for supplies.

Captain Bo, you can be more generous and remunerate, so that we can cooperate for a long time. "

Zhou Qi took the opportunity to raise the issue of the confrontation between ordinary people and people with supernatural powers.

Of course it won't happen now, because everyone's common enemy is zombies.

But two or three years after the end of the world, fewer and fewer zombies are being suppressed. By then, the fight for supplies will be even more intense than the fight with the zombies.

And the gap between ordinary people and people with special abilities will become wider and wider.

Conflicts will eventually break out.

Zhou Qi is not a savior. Her abilities are limited and she can only take care of her own team. I really don’t have the heart to care about the outside world. But people with the surname Bo are not ordinary people.

Kong Anan mentioned it once by chance, saying that people with the surname Bo seemed to have a very prominent family background.

Maybe he can be the one who affects the overall situation.

But Zhou Qi had a doubt in her heart. Bo Xian came from a prominent family and had fire powers. Logically speaking, there should be one hero in the last days.

But in the previous life, Zhou Qi had never heard of the name Bo Xian.

At least there is no one with the surname Bo on the master list.

This is what makes Zhou Qi confused. In the early days of the end of the world, he was already at the forefront in using his powers. It makes no sense that in the later stages, he would still be a nameless person.

Unless... in the late apocalypse, there is no such person as Bo Xian. Cheng Feng didn't pay much attention to Zhou Qi's words. The little girl was just talking nonsense. Cheng Feng feels that the biggest enemy in the end of the world is zombies. The common enemy of all survivors, whether they are supernatural beings or ordinary people, is zombies.

Everyone can only deal with the tens of thousands of zombies by working together.

So there won't be a day when it falls apart. The little girl just loves to think wildly.

Bo Xian remained calm, but Zhou Qi's words made his eyes darken slightly.

It looked like they were just chatting casually, but Bo Xian felt that Zhou Qi was not just on a whim, nor was it the little girl's random guess as Cheng Feng thought...

Ordinary people, superpowers...are they still the same kind?

Knowing that Zhou Qi's space contained items for Bo Xian's team for this mission, Cheng Feng refused to give in to anyone even though he was talking to Bo Xian. But one is an active soldier and the other was a former soldier.

Know the mission is important.

After discussing it, the two decided to stay temporarily tonight. While waiting for the people from Bo Xian's team.

At the same time, let Zhou Qi have a good night's rest.

Cheng Feng knew about the upgrade of Zhou Qi's fever and super powers. He said that Zhou Qi was showing off, but he felt sorry for her. Typical knife mouth and bean curd heart.

Finally, I found a low-end shop to stay.

This shop was a fabric shop before the end of the world.

There are floral curtains hanging in the store, and sheets and pillowcases of various colors are placed on the counter. Solid colors, floral colors, warm colors, cold colors, lace... you can find them all.

Obviously, in the last days, people are more concerned about supermarket food when collecting supplies. A fabric shop with such a petty bourgeois sentiment, which is of little use and full of style, would even be disgusted by dogs in the last days. I don't know who pried open the store door. Some of the fabrics on the front were messed up, but the rest were still neat.

Cheng Feng found an iron rod to fasten the door tightly.

The dark curtains displayed in the store were closed again. The entire shop suddenly went dark. Cheng Feng took out several flashlights and placed them around the shop.

The whole shop was quiet, even a little quiet. "Don't be so particular about ready-made sheets, just sleep on them." Cheng Feng said and was about to pounce on the pile of plain fabrics.

Zhou Qi called him out in time.

"Uncle, I have an air mattress and a duvet."

"The counter is so hard that there is no cushion to sleep on. Xiaoqi, I want two duvets, one for one and one for the cover." Han Yue picked an open space, propped up the inflatable bed, and put on the duvet, with a satisfied look on her face. got in.

Cheng Feng suddenly felt uncomfortable sleeping on the counter.

I also got a new quilt for the mat.

Place it next to Han Yue.

Finally, there was Bo Xian, who didn't speak a word and just looked at Zhou Qi with a half-smile. Zhou Qi felt as if Bo had guessed everything she was thinking.

So infuriating.

But there was nothing we could do about him.

In the end, Zhou Qi could only treat everyone equally.

The three of them had better choices than the counter, so they naturally lost interest in the fabrics on the counter.

Zhou Qi was very interested.

It's all good stuff. In the past, I wanted to use this material to make a four-piece bed set, but the four-digit store clerk didn't look at me seriously.

Now, it's all hers.

Curtains, close.

Sheets, yes.

No matter what color it is, plain floral, chiffon or lace, she wants them all.

The three of them sat on the mat, their eyes following Zhou Qi's figure, watching Zhou Qi walk away with a smile on her face. "Xiao Qi... do you want these?"

"Yes. It's a waste to keep it. Put it away and use it slowly. This kind of thing is not like fruits and vegetables that can be grown. You really need to use less." Zhou Qi received it all the way to the warehouse.

Unexpectedly, the shop is not big, but there is a rather small warehouse in the back.

There are not only fabrics in the warehouse, but also dozens of quilts.

There were even dozens of bales of cotton piled inside the warehouse door. I guess the shop uses it to make winter quilts...

Zhou Qishao was smiling happily. She had cloth and cotton. She went back to the villa and asked Grandma Li to make several thick quilts, and everyone got a bed.

When it snowed in June, I hugged the big quilt and drank a cup of hot milk in the house...it was so beautiful and bubbling.

The three of them followed Zhou Qi, watching Zhou Qi move in and out. Give full play to the plucking of wild goose hair.

Cheng Feng was a bit speechless. "Xiao Qi...my uncle came late. I should have come earlier." Maybe Zhou Qi would not be wronged if he came earlier. Then you won’t feel good about everything.

Not even a rag was spared.

What days were we living in the past?

Cheng Feng felt distressed again.

Zhou Qi didn't know that Cheng Feng's inner activities were so exciting. She looked behind her and saw that it was bare. A few minutes ago, it was filled with quilts.