Not to mention that one of my own people turned into zombies, the door on the first floor could not be closed, and the windows on the first floor were smashed by zombies. More and more zombies entered the building one after another.

Fu Erdie was on the sixteenth floor and had not faced the zombies directly for the time being, but just by listening to the screams below, he knew that the situation was not good.

She held the dog in her arms, stroked its black and smooth hair, and listened silently to the sounds in all directions.

She knew something was wrong with her and she had to cheer up immediately.

I have obviously made up my mind to live for the last month.

Even if he doesn’t live for a month, at least he can still play the air conditioner, pet the dog, and eat white rice before he dies.

This is much better than being frightened and being eaten directly, isn’t it?

With this idea in mind, Fu Erdie brainwashed himself crazily. I eat white rice with pickles three times a day, and I eat much more than usual. After all, if there is a power outage, the remaining rice will be useless.

The eggs, pancakes, and dried meat that I had been reluctant to eat in the past two days were all taken out for dinner.

Treat every meal as your last.

This decadent state of composure lasted until the tenth day of the end of the world.

On this day, Fu Erdie suddenly realized that he had never thrown away garbage.

There is not much domestic waste now, just some snack bags. But she also politely put the bag in the express box containing ornamental plants, intending to throw it away when it was full.

Just in a blink of an eye, it’s June 15th, and the garbage cardboard box is still not full after all these days?

She sat up from the sofa and went to the balcony to open the carton. The garbage thrown out yesterday was on top, and there was no smell from the garbage below.

Is it because the air conditioner is on, suppressing the smell? Delayed decay?

Not really. No matter what, the balcony is still 28 degrees.

She thought for a moment, picked up the small wooden board next to it, and turned over the garbage on it.

First, he felt that the board had poked something hard. After the object underneath was exposed, Fu Erdie was stunned.

The lower layer, which should have been filled with garbage, is now filled with dense root systems.

She reached up and touched it in disbelief. The rough touch was undoubtedly the root system!

She lifted the carton, and with just a little force, the carton spread around. Only then did Fu Erdie realize that the carton only had empty shells around it, and the bottom, like other garbage, had long since turned into plant nutrients and disappeared.

The roots of the plants, like steel bars inserted in every crack, penetrated deep into the floor and extended to no one knows where.

My mind, which had been in a state of confusion for several days, suddenly seemed to be disturbed by the sound of a bell shaking, and it suddenly became alive.

The words “plant mutation” surfaced.

She reacted immediately and quickly retreated to the living room to distance herself from the plants.

This plant in the novel eats people!

Could it be that the last few days of peaceful life in my life have come to an end?

However, being eaten by plants seems to be much better than being eaten by zombies.

She was so frightened that her body, which was standing against the wall, slowly relaxed.

Countless attempts to persuade myself to face death calmly still had some effect at this time.

She returned to the balcony, from a distance, and gently poked the leaves of the plants with the clothes drying pole.

no response.

She turned sideways, pinched a ball of waste paper and threw it over.

Still no response.

After repeated attempts five or six times, the plant never moved.

Fu Erdie felt relieved a little. She leaned over again and touched the roots, stems and leaves of the plant.

In fact, she doesn’t like flowers and plants. These were planted by my aunt and grandma when they came to visit her.

There are gardenias, pothos, spider plants, and succulents.

Fuerdie didn’t fertilize it, so she watered it when she remembered, and the flowers and plants grew lushly on their own.

It can be said that they have tenacious vitality, or it can be said that only plants with tenacious vitality can survive her semi-freezing method.

Fu Erdie did not expect that in the end of the world, they could mutate and take root in this ground-breaking posture, quickly adapting to environmental changes. It seems harmless now, and I don’t know what will happen next.

No, to say it is harmless now is too absolute. There’s no telling how deep the roots of these plants are, or what will become of plants in other people’s homes.

If every plant is so tenacious, will the building be destroyed and hollowed out by the plant’s root system?

Fuerdie’s scalp went numb when he thought about the roots of these plants, densely packed like ivy, occupying all the steel and concrete in the entire building, causing the high-rise building to collapse.

She took out the saw she bought next door and looked at the plants in a daze.

After a long time, she put the saw aside.

It is their ability to have such tenacious vitality.

I only have a month to live, so why should I cut off their life?

As for the other people in this building, she couldn’t care about that much.

After all, if plants all have this characteristic, then even if you clean up your own plants, those plants at home that no one cares about will still be there.

Buildings that should not be saved cannot be saved anyway.

Moreover, with these mutated plants around, she didn’t seem to have to worry about how to dispose of the trash, she only had to worry about whether she would be treated as trash.

She re-circulated the four sides of the cardboard box, wrote the words “environmentally friendly green plant box” on the cardboard box with a marker, then threw the garbage back in and closed the lid thoughtfully.

The twentieth day of the end of the world, June 25th.

Fuerdie observes the mutated plants she named “environmental green plants” every day, and draws their daily changes in her sketchbook when she has nothing to do.

She discovered that what grew best inside was not the strongest gardenia, but the small green radish.

Its rhizome is the strongest, and its leaves are much larger than before. One leaf is almost as big as two palms, and it is twice as long.

In addition, the rhizome of pothos can distinguish garbage from non-garbage.

When she touched it with her hands, nothing happened.

When she wiped the rhizome with an unused paper towel, it didn’t respond.

But she put the snack packaging on the rhizome, and the rhizome released a little light green substance. The color is very light and can’t be seen without looking carefully.

This substance can quietly dissolve and absorb plastic waste and turn it into part of its own nutrition.

Fu Erdie suddenly felt like she was raising a pet. The pet only eats what she gives it and doesn’t bite anything else.

Not to mention that the floor tiles next to its rhizome were not broken, and even the cardboard box used as its “nest” still maintained a smooth appearance.

Fu Erdie is very novel. The pressure caused by the end of the world has also been relieved a lot invisibly.

However, although I was relieved mentally, I still felt uncomfortable physically.

Because there are more and more zombies in the building. The zombies killed before stunk in the corridor, and even though they were several houses away, they could still smell the putrid smell.

There are more flies and mosquitoes, and they begin to surround the doors and windows in every possible way.