The corpse inside was no longer human-like, with various organs scattered on the floor in a mess, obviously torn apart by zombies.

The hair is connected to the scalp, and one eyeball is staring blankly at the door, as if looking at her, or every passerby in this world.

She retched for a long time.

This is the end of the world, and she should adapt.

Thinking this, Fu Erdie turned around and looked at the scene inside again.

But soon, she rushed out again.

The stress reaction made her tremble and vomit.

The kumquats I ate in the morning were spit out together with stomach acid, and my whole esophagus was burning.

Her face was smeared with tears and snot, so she pulled off her tattered cuffs and wiped them off, then threw them on top of the vomit to cover them.

Stand up and move towards the room for the third time.

But she suddenly found that something was tugging at the back of her clothes. Turning around, I saw the familiar pothos.

A small piece of green radish leaf stretched as far as it could and pulled her clothes.

As if to say, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t face it, we are always here.”

Fu Erdie felt that all the tears she had shed for more than 20 years had been shed in the past two months.

But just now, and now, she still couldn’t help crying.

“Thank you.” She touched the leaves of the pothos, “It’s great to have you.”

The green dill understood and rubbed her again, and then slowly turned yellow. From the leaves to the green branches extending far away, they withered and fell because they could not keep up with the nutrition, turning into a long line.

Fu Erdie looked at this scene and learned a piece of information.

The environmentally friendly green plant, or pothos, can understand her words, can distinguish the condition of each plant on the balcony, and can accurately judge her intentions.

It’s very, very smart, but its roots are at home, in that house.

Maybe it can spread around, but its current energy is not enough. Reluctantly stretching out a small branch, it has done its best.

So is this potato.

It is weaker than pothos. Rhizomes spread very slowly.

They were all trying to survive and trying to help her.

She also needs to overcome her fear and take them places they can’t go.

Fu Erdie tore off the other sleeve and tied it around his eyes.

She gently picked up the potted plant, held up the fragile root system of the potato seedlings, and walked into the room against the wall.

The rancid smell at the tip of the nose and the sound of mosquitoes flying around are all so irritating to people’s nerves.

The bite of an unknown mosquito is more itchy and painful than usual.

But she still groped forward, no matter what sticky things she encountered, she kept moving forward. Based on the scene in the house she had seen before, she came to a place not far from the body and put down the potato seedlings.

The moment she put it down, she seemed to have touched something sticky, soft and wrapped around the bones.

Her arms were stiff, but she still put down the potato seedlings steadily, stood up again, turned her head, walked away a few steps against the wall, took off the cloth strips from her eyes, and ran back to 16-1 as if she was running away.

She took off all her clothes and shoes, threw them on the floor, and rushed into the bathroom to take a shower.

“Don’t think, don’t think.”

She brainwashed herself, using hot and cold water alternately to wash away the previous touch.

Dead humans and humans with superpowers seemed to scare her more than the zombies themselves.

She wanted to take a long bath.

However, the water, electricity and water at home were obtained through a unique energy conversion between pothos and the house, and she was unwilling to waste more.

After ten minutes of washing, she came out and sat on the balcony with her dog in her arms, surrounded by the fresh smell and color of pothos, and she gradually recovered.

What follows is the excitement of overcoming fear and doing something big.

She decided to make a bag of instant noodles to celebrate herself.

But I seem to have forgotten something…

What’s going on…

Forget it, it’s not important!

The Overcoming Fear achievement unlocked today is already the most important thing!

To be honest, Fuerdie had had enough of pickles and white rice for two months. Nowadays, a little instant noodles obviously cannot satisfy Fuerdie’s heavy taste needs. She tore into a bag of ready-to-eat chicken breasts and ate them with instant noodle soup.

emmm…it tastes a bit strange.

She finished the chicken breast in an orderly manner, reluctant to pour away the instant noodle soup, and sipped it down.

The mobile phone plays soothing music, and only the dim night light is left in the house, which is quiet and comfortable.

I slept happily and watered the crops on the balcony as usual the next day.

Fu Erdie suddenly realized that she had forgotten one thing.

Potato sprouts! ! !

The set of clothes yesterday had been thrown away by Fu Erdie and treated as garbage.

But in the ten days or so she spent fighting zombies, she ruined seven sets of clothes. These clothes are what she will continue to wear when working and doing coolies. Let’s call them beggar’s clothes for the time being.

Fu Erdie put on the tattered beggar’s clothes and quickly went to the room where Tudou was.