My monster merges everything

After confirming that he was settled on the first floor, Su Han began to prepare to go to his room to transport supplies.

The water was inconvenient to transport, so it continued to be stored in the original room, but it was impossible for them to keep important supplies such as rice, noodles, cans and medicines in the original room.

Although Cheng Zhenyong said that he would not touch their original room, this promise was completely useless in the face of lack of supplies.

At present, although they can't get out, they can still find supplies by searching the floors, so everyone won't be so embarrassed.

But no one can guarantee what will happen in the future.

Therefore, supplies must be kept close to you.

The actions of the four people naturally attracted the attention of the survivors, but they did not interfere. They just watched the movements of the four people, watching them carrying full backpacks, coming down from the high floor, and then entering the room on the first floor.

Their eyes were filled with envy and even a hint of jealousy.

However, the order was still there, and they did not dare to do anything extraordinary. Moreover, they also saw the apostles and knew that these four people were all contracted people.

All survivors have the Book of Blood Spirits, and they will indeed gradually gain strength after making the contract.

However, the contract requires killing those monsters with your own hands, but not everyone has such courage and opportunity.

Two to three hundred kilograms of rice and noodles, as well as some medicines, were moved down by four people in one go. Most of the things were placed in Su Han's room.

A small amount was placed in the rooms of Gan Xinglei and Zhu Xiong, just in case.

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On the other side, while Cheng Zhenyong was settling in with Su Han and the others, He Fang also led people to continue cleaning up the corpses and preparing to search for supplies.

Only by continuing to search can they obtain more supplies, and those of them who contribute will get more.

"It's so damn clean, it's all been looted."

Wu Guang, the sallow boy behind He Fang, cursed. They originally wanted to see if they could find anything missing, but as soon as they entered one or two rooms, they found that there was really nothing left. Everything had been looted.

He Fang glanced at him and said: "Don't waste your efforts, go directly to the eighth floor. Since they came down safe and sound, they must be able to empty the supplies. It would be the same for us."

Wu Guang choked and looked embarrassed. Of course he had resentment towards Su Han and the others.

The apostle's flesh corpse directly cut off an arm. Although the wound is slowly healing, the arm is indeed gone, which greatly reduces his apostle's combat effectiveness.

"Brother Fang, do you think his flesh corpse has four arms and is so powerful? Does he know something we don't know?"

He Fang's eyes flickered when he heard the words. Of course he had thought about whether there was some secret to what Wu Guang said.

Just ask yourself, if you had such a secret, you wouldn't let it out easily, so you have to use your brain more to know the reason.

"Wu Guang, don't talk nonsense at the gathering point, find an opportunity to get close, and then ask slowly."

When Wu Guang heard what He Fang said, he nodded heavily: "I understand, Brother Fang."

This time the search continued, but no one from the security team followed up, so the four people were all from somewhere.

They had previously run a roadside barbecue stall, and He Fang was the little boss. They were all his brothers and helpers, or they were friends who shared the house.

When the mutation broke out, who was the most ruthless? He killed the little brother who had just turned into a monster with a fire extinguisher, and then made the first contract.

Later, by helping each other, all the brothers gradually completed the contract, which can be regarded as a powerful force of this survivor point.

"Click"

Just as he was about to leave the fifth floor, a soft sound suddenly came from 7502, which was the sound of the door closing.

He Fang instantly became vigilant and stared at the door of 7502. The door lock was broken, and a white shirt fabric could be vaguely seen behind a large hole.

His eyes narrowed and he whispered: "It should be a living person, let's go there."

The group of them approached slowly, with the corpse walking at the front, and footsteps sounded in the corridor.

"come out!"

When he came to the door, He Fang scolded him coldly and clenched the iron pipe in his hand.

"Don't, don't kill me. We have no supplies. They have been robbed."

"Open the door!"

He Fang was surprised, but still scolded him sternly, and soon the door opened with a click, revealing a frightened man with glasses, who turned out to be the man who met Su Han yesterday.

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Although Su Han's joining attracted some people's attention, not many people actually asked. Everyone was still minding their own business, hoping that they would be rescued within a few days.

Among the six households on the first floor, three of the houses belong to the four of them. The remaining three households, to their left, are the original tenants on the first floor, two girls, young, in their twenties.

Su Han met them once when he came in and out, and then saw them closing the door in a panic, so he was not weak in vigilance.

Next to them is the house where the security team lives, which was also temporarily requisitioned. Two or three people are permanently stationed inside, taking turns to guard the entrance on the first floor.

The door of the room at the far end of the corridor was closed, and there were obviously piles of sofas at the door, so it was obviously unoccupied.

"It's a bit strange." Su Han thought about it and walked from the corridor on the first floor towards the entrance and exit hall.

Middle-aged security guard Zhang Fu is guarding here with a young security guard. Thanks to the relatively new community, the security guard has not aged yet.

"Brother Su Han" Zhang Fu saw Su Han first and said hello.

"Brother Zhang" Su Han nodded, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to the two of them: "There is something I want to know about you."

He picked up the cigarette while searching for supplies. He didn't smoke it, but it could be used as supplies at some point, so he kept it.

When Zhang Fu and the young security guard named Xiao Zhao saw the smoke, their eyes lit up. It was a coincidence that they had stopped smoking for a day.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zhang Fu smiled and took the cigarette: "What do you want to know?"

"What's going on with the blocked room on the first floor?"

Hearing Su Han ask about this room, Zhang Fu sighed, and then said: "That is the room where corpses are disposed of. The corpses of monsters and the bodies of those who were killed were thrown out from that side. Although it was said that they were thrown out. It’s outside the room, but it’s not easy to live in so close, so it’s empty.”

It turns out that's the case. No wonder I only saw blood stains but not the bodies here. It turned out that they were all disposed of uniformly.

"If you feel uncomfortable living there, you can actually move upstairs. Anyway, we are living in mixed rooms now. I don't know how long we will be there."

Su Han did not bring up the idea of ​​changing rooms. On the contrary, he had an idea in his mind. If the corpses of the flesh corpses were placed there, wouldn't it mean that he had fusion materials again?

After chatting with Zhang Fu for a while, I gained a general understanding of how the entire survivor gathering place operates.

Cheng Zhenyong is one of the leaders of the group-style gathering place. The security team basically follows him, and there are two or three contracted people who also follow him.

Another more powerful one is He Fang and the others, who are in a group, about six in total.

In addition to those who have contracts, there are nearly 20 people who do not have contracts, for many reasons.

Material distribution rooms are allocated to those who participated in the exploration or disposed of the corpses, depending on the number.

‘There is still a little food now, but if there are more people and the passage of time, there will be conflicts. ’

Su Han made a mental assessment. No matter how the labor is divided in a building, there are only so many things that can be done. If there is no effort, then some people will never be able to receive supplies.

"Brother Zhang, is there a doctor here?"

Zhang Fu was stunned for a moment: "Is any of you injured or sick?"

"That's not true." Su Han didn't explain, and Zhang Fu didn't go into details. He said, "It shouldn't be true. Some people were injured that day, but they all got through it on their own."

Su Han thought of the survivor woman on the sixth floor. There was no doctor. It seemed that she could only rely on herself.