What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Yuan Lin suddenly spoke up, interrupting the hug between Fu Ying and Song Shu.

Fu Ying looked unhappy, while Song Shu felt a little embarrassed.

But she quickly adjusted her mindset and said to Yuan Lin, "You can pack up the supplies in other rooms and find a clean room to sleep in."

"That's what we did last night." Yuan Lin shrugged. "But I saw there were still a lot of supplies in other rooms. Why didn't you take them?"

"We have enough supplies." Song Shu said.

Yuan Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "That's hard to say. Who can guarantee that the supplies will be used until the end? We can only search down layer by layer."

Fu Ying's fingers lingered on the back of Song Shu's neck. She said to Yuan Lin calmly:

"For the survivors, supplies are indeed the most important. However, we are now on the same front. If you want to go down, you need our consent."

Yuan Lin looked at Fu Ying and smiled, "Of course we will go down when the time is right, and I promise you will be informed as well."

……

Gu Zhenyan, with his hands in his pockets, was arguing with his sister Gu Nini outside the door of Room 1406.

"I don't care what you think, we do have to stay here now."

He looked at his sister's mocking smile and was furious, but he still controlled his temper and explained:

"Our house is not safe. We can only come down and find others to cooperate with. Don't pretend you don't understand."

"I understand." Gu Nini said, "But you are willing to hand over the command to others."

Gu Zhenyan: "Since you are asking for cooperation, I can't guarantee that I am the core member of the team, and you know I don't like being commanded by others."

"But you still compromised." Gu Nini hit the nail on the head.

"...What do you think compromise is?" Gu Zhenyan asked angrily, "Do you think the five of us alone are enough to deal with the wave of monsters last night? I tell you, it's impossible."

"Among the five of you, I am the only one with a blue-level ability. Where do you think you and Yuan Lin can escape with three people who have exhausted their power?"

When he realized that his voice was getting louder, he suppressed it in time. Facing his stubborn and indifferent sister, he was always the first to lower his head.

"This is our home, Nini." Gu Zhenyan said slowly, "No one wants to stay there more than us, but the current situation is that we can't resist those monsters."

"Besides, I don't want those monsters to destroy our house." He emphasized, "That house is a thought. If we want to protect it, we have to leave it."

Gu Nini looked coldly at the person at the other end of the corridor and said indifferently: "Do you believe that outsider?"

Gu Zhenyan hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

Gu Nini raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and turned back to the room.

Gu Zhenyan looked at her, then looked at Song Shu and others on the other side, put on his headphones, and went to carry the body with Ren De.

However, after they had been busy for a long time, they were a little dazed when they saw Fu Ying using a gripper formed by countless black particles to control the movement of the corpse.

Ren De couldn't help but ask: "You can manipulate the body and throw it down, why didn't you tell us?"

Fu Ying thought his question was strange, and looked confused: "Could it be that if you knew, you wouldn't help move the body?"

Ren De: "...Of course not, we won't let you move alone."

Fu Ying looked at him silently for three seconds, then turned around and asked Song Shu what he wanted to eat for lunch.

Ren De: “…”

A fellow brother passed by him and said lightly, "Dude, your pick-up skills are terrible."

Ren De raised his foot and kicked: "Get out, get out, don't ruin my Taoism!"

……

At twelve o'clock noon, the rain outside the window became heavier. The windows at both ends of the corridor on the fourteenth floor were closed, and the rain hit the glass fiercely.

"They are here with bad intentions." Wang Sheng looked at the water drops that were hitting the window one after another, and was amazed. "We haven't experienced such heavy rain since the apocalypse."

"You should be thankful that it's raining and not hail this time," Song Shu said. "The temperature dropped quite a bit today."

"Then we can't be killed by hail, right?" Wang Sheng shook his head. "Also, are you sure you want to give them the supplies in the other rooms in the corridor?"

"It's not a concession." Song Shu said, "Their supplies are not enough to keep five people going for a while. If we are sincere about cooperation, these supplies are gifts."

Wang Sheng's eyebrows knitted up, then relaxed: "Then I can only say that it's a good thing I shaved it in advance."

Song Shu: "How many points did you shave?"

Wang Sheng blinked: "A lot."

Song Shu laughed, his eyes lingering on the bloodstains in the corridor that had not yet been cleaned up, and then he heard Wang Sheng say, "I used to think about the end of the world every day because of my part-time job, but I didn't expect it to really end."

"I think every worker would have this thought." Song Shu laughed, "Before work, they are ready to die and wish the world would explode in the next second. After get off work, they still feel that they can live a little longer."

Wang Sheng shrugged. "The only thing I didn't regret was that I resigned before the zombie outbreak, but that black-hearted boss wouldn't let me leave after 30 days and threatened me that he wouldn't pay me. I filed a labor arbitration and reported the company for its inadequate fire protection work."

Song Shu raised his thumbs up: "A role model for workers."

Wang Sheng looked at her face, a little puzzled: "You should be young, right? Still in school?"

"No, I graduated." Song Shu said, "I got my diploma on June 7th, and then... you know, I had a fever."

"You seem to have a lot of experience in working." Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows. "Work-study program? Where are your parents?"

Song Shu curled his lips and didn't answer him.

A smile counts.

"Song Shu." Fu Ying stood outside the door of 1415, looking indifferently at the two people leaning against the window in the corridor.

Song Shu walked over and smelled the aroma of roasted chicken in the house: "It's time for dinner."

Wang Sheng naturally smelled it too, and came over eagerly: "What smells so good?"

Fu Ying gave him a cold glance, and Wang Sheng awkwardly moved his body: "Don't look at me like that, I found that there are frozen old hens in the refrigerator of 1409, we can exchange some."

"So do you want to cook chicken soup today?" Song Shu asked him.

"What? Chicken soup?!" A strange cry came from the other end of the corridor. The three of them turned their heads and saw Ren De and Ren Fa lying on the wall of 1409, looking inside the door.

Wang Sheng ran over quickly: "Hey! That's my old hen! Roll, roll, roll!"

"If there's something good, why don't we share it with everyone? We haven't had anything hot in a long time!"

"Go away! You're making me feel like I've eaten something hot!"

"This building is safe for now, so just start a fire. If that doesn't work, ask Gu Zhenyan to make a fire for you to light the pot."

"There are only a few chickens, so eat them sparingly. Go upstairs and find some frozen food!"

"To be honest, the things upstairs have long been divided up. There's no more rice, noodles or meat left—"

"Then don't think of hitting on me, go away!"

Song Shu looked at them and heard Fu Ying whisper in her ear, "Song Shu."

"Ah?" Song Shu was pulled into the door by her and gently closed. "What's wrong?"

"I want to go outside and take a look." Fu Ying said, "I want to check the safety index of the community."