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At present, there is no such trend.
Fu Erdie can only keep trying.
On the 87th, Fu Erdie had cleaned up to the 23rd floor from bottom to top.
By clearing one more floor, the entire building from the 16th floor to the roof will be opened.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to it, or if cleaning it really has an effect. She felt that these floors were no longer so smelly.
The 24th floor, which has not been cleaned, is also not so painful and smelly.
She wore a beggar’s uniform, carried gardenias, and started cleaning from 24-1 in a familiar manner.
Everything was going well.
But at 24-4, she suddenly heard some movement in 24-5.
She immediately stopped moving and tightened her grip on the hammer.
The sultry air seemed to be stagnant for a moment. She looked in the direction of 24-5 and retreated slightly, out of the range that could be seen through the peephole.
Gardenia, which was working diligently, also sensed Fu Erdie’s strangeness, stopped her movements, and pretended to be an ordinary potted plant.
However, in the last days when the weather is so sweltering and there is no clean water source, a pot of gardenias, no matter how ordinary, is still very unusual.
The gardenia didn’t move, the butterfly didn’t move, and the unknown creature inside 24-5 that made some movement didn’t move either.
The weather was very hot, and the sweat on Fuerdie’s body quickly soaked his clothes and dripped on the ground.
After a long time, Fuerdie decided to retreat holding the flower pot.
The door of 24-4 is diagonally opposite to 24-5. When Fu Erdie goes out, he will definitely be caught by the opponent’s peripheral vision.
However, the cat’s eye view is not very clear. As long as the speed is fast enough, the other party may not be able to react.
She turned sideways and rushed out like flying.
The surrounding things slide past, like afterimages that have been omitted.
Fuerdie opened his eyes wide. Her speed… seemed to be much faster than at the beginning.
Leaving the corridor, Fu Erdie went straight downstairs, preparing to abandon the entire twenty-fourth floor.
As a result, a hoarse voice came from the corridor behind him.
“Excuse me, is it human?”
The voice could not be distinguished as male or female, the only thing that was certain was that it was weak. Very weak.
Fu Erdie felt relieved, but feared that it was the protective look of the superpower, so she continued to go downstairs.
The sound was very urgent, as if he was struggling to turn the bellows.
“I want a little water, just a little, okay?”
Fu Erdie continued to go downstairs.
But the speed of going downstairs became slower and slower. When she reached the 22nd floor, she stopped.
If that person is not a zombie or a person with superpowers, but just an ordinary person, her help now may be able to help her get through the difficulties.
There is water, fruits, and potatoes that are still being produced at home, and there are even peppers and green onions that were planted before the end of the world. If you just give this neighbor something, maybe the neighbor will survive?
She doesn’t lack these things.
However, if I give it and get entangled with this person again, will the experiment I want to do and the secret of my room be exposed?
The morality of saving people and the nature of self-defense are all in one ball.
Fu Erdie went down a few steps and finally ran back home——
She filled a bottle of water with the bottle she found, picked up a kumquat, and went out again.
She walked slowly, feeling the temperature of the kumquats and water slowly rise until it reached normal temperature, then she slowly reached the 24th floor.
The 24th floor was quiet and there was no movement.
mentioning.
She took the fist-sized kumquat tremblingly and bit into it.
A little sour, a little sweet, and it can save lives.
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