[Sword Three] The World Bank at the End of the Seven Shows

The living room is surrounded by the dining room, study room, guest room, etc., and does not directly connect to the external walls.Mu Qiantong thought for a while, then rushed to the guest room to fetch clothes and bedding, piled them in the living room, and then closed the surrounding inner room doors.

The temperature was still dropping, and Mu Qiantong knew that these quilts alone might not be able to keep out the cold, so he put the three animal cubs on the bedding in the living room first, and ran to search for the owner's clothes by himself.

In the master bedroom, Mu Qiantong saw a photo of a couple in their fifties, indicating that there should be women's clothes.She rummaged and found the hostess's thick cotton jacket and sweater from the bottom of the closet.Although the hostess is much fatter than her, she can wear it to keep out the cold.

After arming himself, Mu Qiantong quickly swept through all the rooms of the master's house. He didn't see the room of the young man who should be the owner of the suit. He couldn't help but feel puzzled, but he didn't investigate further.As the temperature dropped, she also needed to replenish her calories. After taking some things that might be useful, she hurried downstairs to find something to eat.

Like the hospital, the water is not cut off here, but the electricity is cut off, and some of the food in the refrigerator can still be eaten.Mu Qiantong took out the food, rummaged through the box and found a box full of decorative candles, a small alcohol stove and a large box of solid alcohol, swept away all kinds of condiments, and returned to the living room.

As a result, as soon as she stepped into the living room, she found three cubs rolling into a ball on the bedding, very lively.

Walking quickly, Mu Qiantong pulled over the coffee table, put away the things in his hands, pulled away the three cubs that had rolled into a ball, and patted their heads one by one: "Don't make trouble, wait for me to cook."

Unlike huskies and hamsters, the white cat has eaten. It has not eaten for a long time. When it heard that there was food, its eyes lit up immediately, and it gave a charming "meow" and rubbed against Mu Qiantong's hand.

After being separated, the huskies stopped fighting honestly and squatted obediently beside Mu Qiantong.However, the hamster barked louder and seemed very dissatisfied.It is the smallest in size, and it inevitably suffered a bit when we were fighting just now.

Has the intelligence of these little guys evolved?Speaking of which, some works do describe the changes in the intelligence of pets in special periods...Mu Qiantong was thinking while making food.

After finishing, she also took out the food for the three pets one by one, but only the huskies lowered their heads to eat, and the other two went directly to the side of the pot, staring at the food in the pot with black bean-like eyes and translucent golden eyes respectively.

Mu Qiantong had no choice but to find some other small containers and divide his meal between two small things.

After eating, Mu Qiantong felt a little tired.She curled up in a ball and slept with the three animals under the thick quilt.

After a good night's sleep, Mu Qiantong stretched out his hand from under the quilt, feeling that the temperature was still so low.She got up and went to the window and opened the curtains, she couldn't help being stunned—it was snowing all over the sky outside the window!

It is obviously impossible to go out in this kind of weather, let alone leave S City.Mu Qiantong washed up a bit, then retracted into the pile of quilts, and couldn't help but worry more about the safety of his family and friends.

Only Mu Qiantong is more at ease, as long as her family members are not infected by the zombie attack, they should be able to survive smoothly.

Her adoptive father used to be in the army, and her adoptive mother was a dancer. They were in good health. If they only encountered a small number of zombies, it would not be difficult to deal with them.

Her elder brother has experience in ways of receiving money that ordinary people cannot touch, and judging from the situation of his elder brother admonishing his younger brother Mu Ze, Mu Qiantong firmly believes that if he encounters zombies, the zombies should be the worst.

His younger brother Mu Ze and his good friend are the two people Mu Qiantong misses the most.The best friend is a girl, so it is impossible to act recklessly, but Mu Ze is different, Mu Qiantong knows his younger brother too well.

Where is he now?If he was still alive, would he have managed to reach City S?

In the silence, the door of this house was suddenly knocked heavily!

"Guo Shao—Guo Shao! Are you there? Guo Shao—"

Mu Qiantong was taken aback and got up quickly.

She is basically trespassing on a private house now, not only breaking in, but also taking other people's things as her own!The person outside shouted the name of the owner of the house, how should she explain it? !

But she has already done this kind of behavior, how dare she shut out people who are familiar with the owner?After tidying up her clothes casually, Mu Qiantong quickly walked forward and removed the quilt behind the door, and opened the door.

As the door opened, a bloody man poured in. At the same time, Mu Qiantong's system also issued a new task——

[Xuanzi zero zero missing]: Host, please pay attention, trigger the mission of Xingxia - rescue the wounded!

How to save? !Mu Qiantong doesn't even have a weapon in his hand now, only defensive and auxiliary skills. Under the system restrictions, if he doesn't have a weapon, the healing effect will be greatly reduced. Obviously, this person who only vents but not breathes is almost dying!

Struggling to drag the seriously injured man who fainted at the door, Mu Qiantong suddenly remembered that he saw an old folding fan when he was rummaging through the house.She immediately ran into the master's bedroom and took out the folding fan from a storage cabinet.

The moment she held the fan, there was a response to the Xuan characters.

[Xuan Zi Ling Ling Que]: Equip the weapon "worn paper fan"!Durability 1/5.

It doesn't matter what durability it is, as long as it can be used!Mu Qiantong ran out grabbing the fan, and aimed at the man with a "Wind Sleeves Low"!

A cool and comfortable azure blue energy rushed to the person on the ground, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Just after waving, the fan fell apart, the bare bone of the bamboo stick was held by Mu Qiantong, and the paper turned into a ball of flying fragments.

Mu Qiantong was still amazed by the power of the wind sleeve, the man on the ground had already woken up.At first he didn't realize it, but when he saw Mu Qiantong, he immediately got up, and his eyes were not friendly: "Who are you?!"

Although the man's face was covered with blood, Mu Qiantong could tell that he was not young, and politely replied: "Hi, my name is Mu Qiantong, and I'm a student of S Art University. I escaped here..."

The man didn't have the patience to listen to this, and wiped his face: "Where's Young Master Guo?!"

Knowing that he didn't want to listen to nonsense, Mu Qiantong said frankly: "I'm sorry, I don't know 'Guo Shao'. When I came, the door was open and there was no one else. I was very cold, so I barged in and stayed here. gone."

The man frowned, glanced away, and found a set of underwear that Mu Qiantong had folded on the corner of the coffee table, rushed over to pull out the pants and shook them off, and then his whole body was shocked!

This is Guo Shao's clothes!

"He must have been here!" The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, "Those monsters ran out... He told the brothers to come looking for someone, I asked him to take some weapons to defend himself... I have it at home, these are his clothes !"

Mu Qiantong was a little surprised: So this person is the male owner of this family!Judging from his tone and meaning, that "Guo Shao" seems to be his boss, they should have a good relationship, and...weapon?

The man rushed into the room without stopping, and he didn't know where to press it. When he came out, there were a few more shining guns in his hand!

He ignored Mu Qiantong, who was occupying the magpie's nest, and instead rushed straight to the door, apparently planning to rush into the heavy snow just like that!

Mu Qiantong knew that it was very cold outside, how could he let a person who had not recovered from his injuries go out like this?Quickly said: "This uncle, please wait, that 'Guo Shao' should be fine! At least you have to recover and go to him with more clothes, you still have injuries! Think about auntie!"

Before the middle-aged man went out, he staggered and almost fell to the floor.Mu Qiantong's level is too low, and the healing effect of Fengxiu is actually very limited.The middle-aged man has basically stopped the bleeding, at best his life is not in danger.

He took a breath, held the doorknob with his hand, his knuckles turned white, and turned around wearily, staring at Mu Qiantong: "You are also a supernatural being..."

Mu Qiantong had just recovered him from a serious injury to the point where he was able to walk. At this moment, he couldn't deny it at all: "Yes, are you too?"

The middle-aged man saw the pot of alcohol on the coffee table, and shuffled over to sit down: "Get me something to eat." Scratching his head irritably, he stared at the floor and said, "Can you help me recover a little more? Thank you you."

Mu Qiantong didn't have any weapons at hand, so even if she wanted to treat him, she couldn't do it. Besides, she still wanted to know more about this person, so she said, "Please don't be too polite, I took your house, thank you for not rushing away." I'm leaving. My ability will not be available until later, please sit down and rest first, and I'll talk about it after I finish the meal, okay?"

The middle-aged man couldn't get angry with such a good-tempered little girl, so he stood up with the coffee table next to him: "My name is Lao Wu. Call me Uncle Wu, please."

Mu Qiantong was kind and kind: "Fifth Uncle, please wait a moment."

Mu Qiantong cooked in an alcohol pot, while Uncle Wu went to wash up. The wind was biting outside, and ice slag almost flowed out of the water pipe, but he didn't seem to notice. He washed off the blood and put on a new one. After putting on clean thick clothes, he walked back and sat down without saying a word, staring at the flames burning under the alcohol pot, wondering what he was thinking.

While he was away, Mu Qiantong sewed another "coarse cloth fan" with fabric and fan bones, and hid the fan in the sleeve before continuing to cook.

When Uncle Wu sat down, Mu Qiantong took a few glances at him.It can be seen that this Fifth Uncle is a tough guy. He has an unshaven beard and bloodshot eyes. His previous clothes are shabby and look like they have been stretched out. But he is not fat, and his figure is considered very good among men of this age. , this detail makes Mu Qiantong a little concerned.

In addition, his injuries may not only be caused by zombies, but he has not turned into a zombie. Could it be that he is immune to the zombie virus?

Of course Fifth Uncle noticed that Mu Qiantong was looking at him, but he was in no mood to talk now, he just wanted to eat quickly, heal his injury, and then go to Guo Shao.

After the meal was cooked, Mu Qiantong found that the kittens and hamsters were gone, but the husky was wandering around her feet, looking at Uncle Wu vigilantly from time to time, and trying to pick up the guns that Uncle Wu kept beside her, making Wu Uncle casually lifted it to the side by the back of his neck before giving up.

Putting the rice in front of Uncle Wu, Mu Qiantong asked, "Can you please close your eyes a little?"

Uncle Wu closed his eyes as he said, and Mu Qiantong quickly pulled out the fan and waved it at him, the durability of the fan dropped from three to one.She swung it again, and this time not only the surface of the fan was broken, but the bones of the fan were also broken into bamboo dregs.

Feeling two waves of comfortable energy pouring into his body, Uncle Wu's spirit visibly lifted: "Are you alright?"

"All right."

Only then did he open his eyes, move his fingers, and his excitement was beyond words: "Very good!"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Mu Qiantong asked, "Are you also a supernatural person? Can you tell me about the situation outside?"