I'm not really a zombie

Is this the ability of the power system?

Lin Fang looked at his hands, then at the two rooms with missing doors, and finally believed that he was indeed frighteningly strong, probably because he had awakened the ability of the power system.

He didn't use much strength to push the door just now, but the door still fell down vulnerable.

In fact, this feeling of being full of strength is not bad.

Of course, it would be even better if he didn't need to deal with the mess.

Lin Fang glanced briefly at the room next door. It was obvious that there were people living in it, and most of them were not very particular bosses.He didn't look much, just took out the door that had been poured in, and wanted to see if there was a way to put the door back.

But unfortunately, there is no possibility of recovery for a bare door panel, and even the iron lock was pulled out directly.

He glanced at the door frame, then at the door in his hand, and finally decided to put the door back in a self-deception.

The door was a little smaller than the door frame, and it was a little hard to put it back in place, so he thought about breaking off a corner from his own door to pad it to fix it.

The breaking process is as simple as breaking a piece of bread.

Lin Fang was delighted by the silky touch, it's not bad to have supernatural powers!

With the fixtures in place, Lin Fang violently put the door back on.

Lin Fang clapped his hands, stood in the corridor and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a door that he took down and put back together.

"Well, it's not bad, it's the same as before."

Before returning to his room, he picked up the door with a big hole and a corner missing. He scratched his head. It seemed that this was not so simple. There was nothing else to say, but what about the hole?

As he thought about it, his eyes fell on the depths of the corridor.

The corridor was very long, and there were at least ten such rooms from one side to the other.

He thought for a while, put down the dilapidated door in his hand, came to a dusty room that seemed unoccupied, looked around, and then gently pushed the door.

There was a "click", the sound of the door panel falling to the ground.

"Cough cough."

Holding back his cough and holding his breath, he moved the door panel back to his room, and in the same way broke off the other corner of the broken door.

Then, the door was successfully installed back.

He looked at the installed door and nodded again and again. With previous experience, this one is better than the one just now, and it is more natural.

Satisfied, he took the broken door and came to the room where the door was missing. Looking left and right, the broken door didn't look like it could fit in, so he had no choice but to enter this strange room to collect materials locally.

The room looked unoccupied, and the dust was thickly piled up. Lin Fang was very careful when walking around, for fear of picking up dust.

There are also two beds, a cabinet, and a pile of sundries in this room.

Looking at the layout of this room, he felt that it looked a bit like a hospital ward, but it didn't look like it. The ward seemed to be bigger than this, and there were more beds than this.It may be a mental hospital, or a nursing home.

Without thinking too much, he came to the cabinet, reckoning that pulling down the two cabinet doors and padding them would fix the broken door to the door frame.

As for the hole, ahem, in a room where no one lives, why do you care if there is a hole?

As soon as he said that, he tore off the door of the cabinet easily like a leaf.

At the same time, a touch of black burst out from the cabinet and rushed towards the door.

Before he could react, the door of the cupboard had already come out of his hand, and he also rushed up.

"Squeak!" The scream was not obvious among the crowd of clanging voices.

"Cough cough cough."

In the dust, Lin Fang got up from the ground, rubbed his eyes and looked at the mess in front of him.

I wanted to clean up the mess, but why did it seem that the more it was cleaned up, the more chaotic it became?