The Zombies Are Coming But I’m Laying Down At Home

    They brought back a lot of things, and obviously the house also felt the kind of close and long-standing relationship with Fuerdie.

    House: [-]

    It tries every object big and small, from pens, stationery boxes, "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty" I read as a child, to photo frames, alarm clocks, old stools...

     Tried everything and it didn't work.

    Sang Wenhao looked at Fu Erdie: "Will I go to my parents to get it... Are you recording the time?"

      The object of time. The problem is size."

    She pointed to the smallest ring in the pile: "This one, the house went in for half a second, and came out almost as soon as it went in."

    She also pointed to a cute display stand that she liked when she was a child. There are all kinds of huge bear dolls in it for a long time, so the display stand itself is also very large and beautiful. So much so that the doll has been changed a lot, but the shelf has not been changed.

    "The house stayed here the longest, for ten minutes."

    Fu Erdie showed Sang Wenhao the time data of different stages stuck on the timer: "The size of things has a huge impact on the time it takes for the house to enter. In addition, I also The influence of shape and weight was observed.”

    "This alarm clock is about the same size as this pen holder, but the pen holder is hollow and the alarm clock is generally not, so the house stayed in the pen holder for one minute, and the alarm clock only stayed in the house for half a minute. "

    "And in the same shape and size, this heavier pen lasts longer than this very light watercolor pen."

    Fu Erdie took out a pen and paper and began to list the form: "However, the length of time these items exist and accompany is also an influencing factor. Wait for me, I'll look at the pattern."

    It is past midnight, and Fu Erdie takes notes and summarizes the rules seriously under the desk lamp. Seeing Sang Wenhao watching her all the time, Fu Erdie felt a little uncomfortable.

    "Would you like to go back to sleep first?"

    Sang Wenhao shook his head and sat next to her: "I'm not sleepy, I'll accompany you."

    Fu Erdie's ear near Sang Wenhao turned red uncontrollably.

    She looked calm and continued to summarize.

    Sang Wenhao looked at her serious profile, feeling indescribable in her heart.

    At first, he just thought, this is a girl who looks a little silly, and she didn't know she had powers for so long in the end of the world.

    After moving in, he felt that she was very kind and would support Granny Zhang who had no relatives and no reason.

    Afterwards, he felt that he needed this place that made him feel at ease, so he did his best to be her thug and her bodyguard. After all, she and Granny Zhang both need protection.

    But as her understanding deepens day by day, Sang Wenhao feels that even without herself, she can live very tenaciously.

    Sang Wenhao prides himself on being calm, but after moving so many items home, he first wondered how the house would be chosen and whether he could stay in this batch of items for a long time. As for the record, he hadn't thought of it yet.

    Ke Fuerdie turned on the phone timer right away. Although it was only a few clicks, she also thought about it.

    When he finished trying to see the house and was thinking of other ways, Fu Erdie had already made a basic judgment through the data on the timer.

    Finally, Fu Erdie faced Sang Wenhao's eyes with some unusual seriousness and concluded: "The longer it is used, the larger the volume, the heavier the weight, and the hollower object, the house can enter. longer."

    After finishing speaking, Fu Erdie felt that this was a conclusion that almost seemed like nonsense: "That is, the more like a house, the longer the house will stay in it."

    The two looked at each other in silence for two seconds.

    When they go out, they want to carry the house with them, not carry it on the road...

    "Unless," Fu Erdie said hesitantly, "We give up driving and just fly for a long distance?"

    Sang Wenhao tilted his head to look at her.

    Furdie explained: "The only thing I can think of that fits the house requirements is the bed in my bedroom."

    The bed is an iron double bed. When she was a child, she slept with her grandmother. Later, when she grew up, my grandmother went to sleep in another room, and she continued to sleep in this bed.

    "As long as I live, this bed will accompany me for as long as it is. It is large, heavy, and can be transformed into a hollow basket-like shape under your control. the house demands."

    The house had been quiet before, when I heard Fu Erdie's description, she instantly typed a row of 【√√√√√】.

    Fuerdie:…

    Well, she was sure, this bed is really feasible.

    "I want to go to H city, 1,500 kilometers away, to save my parents. I originally planned to find an assault boat, and then drive with the assault boat and the house. But now, maybe I have to Change the plan. We directly pull the bed and fly to the destination with the house. Don't use the **** boat. When we find our parents, we will pull them directly to the bed and take off again. If they have any physical injuries, they can immediately let the house treat them. "

    The more you think about it, the more feasible it is.

    She is a little thankful for the sudden power user team, if it weren't for their crystal core, neither she nor Sang Wenhao could have double the power at once. Not to mention rushing with the bed, it is a problem for two people to fly for a long time.

    But now, they eat the crystal core of the ability user, the ability is more, and the control of the ability is more precise, and the place where the ability is not wasted will never be wasted, which greatly increases The battery life is relatively abundant.

    "The things we brought back today, including the iron cage and the iron box, weigh dozens of pounds, come and go," Fu Erdie squeezed his fist and assessed his ability consumption Situation, "Consumes more than ten percent of the ability."

    Foldie wrote a series of data on pen and paper and calculated a rough result.

    "Our two weights, plus miscellaneous things, total 300 jins, the flying speed is about ten kilometers per hour, and it will consume 3 abilities per hour."

    "If we set off with a bed and add 200 pounds, then it will consume about 5 abilities per hour. The flying speed will be reduced, and I don't know how much. But the assumption is still the same Fly at a speed of ten kilometers per hour, fly ten hours a day, consume 50 abilities, and run about 100 kilometers. At this speed, it will only take fifteen days to get to my parents.”

    "If parents plus all kinds of luggage and sundries are three hundred pounds, flying will consume about 8 abilities per hour. For safety on the way back, the daily flight time will be shortened, and the speed will be shortened. It will also slow down. But in any case, after receiving someone, you can rush home slowly."

    Fu Erdie's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "It's possible!"

    Sang Wenhao couldn't help but smile when she saw her brows dancing: "It's really feasible."

    Fu Erdie spun around the room because of excitement: "The power consumed by the journey can be continuously replenished by pushing and pulling the power during rest, and then continue to hurry with full state the next day. Say so. Get up, I think we can go anywhere together!"

    The haze that has been shrouded in my heart for many days is finally resolved because of this clear and feasible method.

    "Thank you! I'll ask you later!" Fu Erdie looked at Sang Wenhao with bright eyes.

    Sang Wenhao smiled: "Okay."

    A good night's sleep.

    The next morning, Fu Erdie didn't want to wait for the night, she wanted to find her grandmother and Cen Xiyang, and immediately set off to pick up her parents after finding them!

    She was so excited that she wanted to use a loudspeaker to shout outside in the business district: "Cen Xiyang, I'm here to pick you up! Come to the top of the building, I'll take you to fly now!"

    She thought so, and she did.

    Mainly after she came to the business district during the day, she quickly looked at the surveillance last night, and there was no particularly strong ability user, nor particularly strong ability zombie. The survivors all came out at night to look for supplies, and then went back when it was dark, being more careful one by one.

    Fu Erdie thinks that there is not much danger here, zombies or power users can't hit them even if they see them.

    So she came to the sky above a building full of zombies and obviously no living people, holding a loudspeaker and began to amplify: "Cen Xiyang, are you still there? It's me! If you are still there , wait for me on your rooftop, and I'll pick you up!"

    "Cen Xiyang, are you still there? It's me..."

    A paragraph was played repeatedly, and the zombies were quickly attracted to the surrounding of this building.

    The buildings that house the survivors are clearly commotion.

    They carefully came to the window and looked out, and saw two cleanly dressed people standing in a strange iron box in the sky. They seem to be looking for friends, completely unafraid of the howls of zombies and the scrutiny of humans.

    At this time, on the third floor of the commercial building, a woman with chapped lips and dim eyes, but a good overall spirit suddenly raised her head and looked out the window in disbelief.

    Fuerdie?

    Is that Fuerdie's voice? !

    Dog butterfly knows to come to her!

    Before she saw anyone, her tears came out, and she rushed to the window and looked up.

    Fu Erdie has been paying attention to the location of the third floor. At this time, seeing Cen Xiyang, who is clearly familiar but so embarrassed that she can hardly recognize him, she burst into tears on the spot and waved her hands frantically.

    The repeating loudspeaker was turned off and turned into a real-time shout: "I see you! It's me, it's me! Come to the roof! Oh no, you can open windows on any floor upstairs. Anywhere! Wait for me by the window and I'll pick you up!"

    Fu Erdie didn't say how to pick her up, but it was obvious that they could fly, so naturally they flew over to pick her up.

    Cen Xiyang said "Okay", but after realizing that Fu Erdie shouldn't hear it, she nodded and turned to leave.

    However, when she turned around, she was startled by a colleague with a gloomy expression behind her.

    A man's voice was sharp: "You can't go! We are here only you a few ability users! You are leaving, what should we do!"