The end of the world begins with escape

"Whoever is still having such stupid thoughts can come up and try my skills."

Three sharp metal thorns suddenly appeared across the sky, almost hitting the faces of Zhong Shichong, Zhong Yayuan, and Wang Cui.

The group of people who were originally gathered around the door of No. 85 yelled "Wow!" and quickly fled back. No one dared to come forward.

Someone in the crowd muttered, "Can people with superpowers bully people like this?", which immediately resonated.

But these people only dared to stand far away by the flower bed and muttered, and did not dare to approach the door of Xie Ning's house.

Song Youai was so angry that he wanted to go forward and argue with them, but Xie Ning pulled him back and said, "Mom, save your energy."

The village chief Song Youfu sighed, "My third uncle knows that you are now capable, but in my hometown, my fellow villagers have been raising their heads but not looking down, and sometimes they still have to give up when they see good things."

"Uncle Third, can you blame us, Xiao Ning, for this? They saw that our mother and daughter were easy to bully, so they came to try to rob the house. It's a shame they figured it out!"

"But you have all seen the current situation in the village. Everyone just sees that your home is safer, so they want to take shelter for a few days."

"Uncle Third, what you said is... you are taking too much of a moral high ground." Song Youai was speechless, "Everyone thinks our house is good, so we have to let them in. Then everyone thinks our mother and daughter smell delicious. We still have to cut our flesh to serve the hawk? We are not Buddha, Uncle San."

Song Youfu was choked by Song Youai's words, shook his head and turned around with his hands behind his back.

"Hey Third Uncle." Song Youai couldn't help but want to mention a few words, "Your house is stable and has plenty of food. I know you are sincere and warm-hearted, but you should take more care of Third Aunt and the others."

The old man didn't reply, he lit a cigarette, smoked and left with his hands behind his back.

"Mom, it's useless to talk." Xie Ning pulled her mother back, closed the iron door and locked it.

She whispered to her mother, "Don't talk about your water powers for now."

When water resources were scarce in the early days of the apocalypse, there were perverts everywhere who kidnapped people with water powers, kidnapped them back and made them do hard labor, releasing water day and night.

Comrade Song Youai rolled his eyes at her and said, "Mom is not stupid. It's enough to choke me if I put half a bucket of water in. If I tell my seven aunts and eight aunts that they all ask your mother for water, will I be exhausted?"

Xie Ning pursed her lips in amusement and nodded, "You must always pay attention to your own supernatural energy. You can practice more now that it is safe, and you must always conserve your strength when danger comes."

The mother and daughter made two more buckets of mung bean soup, barley and red bean soup, and stored them in the villa restaurant.

After a simple lunch, the two of them practiced their powers in their rooms.

Following his daughter's instructions, Song Youai kept releasing his powers, resting and then releasing them again. After several hours of hard practice, he found that the water stream he shot was slightly thicker than before.

Now I can put more than half a bucket of water in one go without any effort, which is a result of practice.

In the evening, Xie Ning took a look and saw that her mother had filled three or four buckets of water. She happily took it back to her room to wash her hair and take a shower.

Comrade Song Youai was worried and shouted after his daughter, "This is cold water. You heat it up before washing. Little girls, washing your hair with cold water is not good for your health."

Although the temperature is very high now, it’s not okay!

"I know, Mom." Xie Ning is actually not that particular. In her previous life, it was good to be able to take a cold shower safely.

But since her mother said so, she took two large cups of boiling hot water from the water dispenser in the living room and mixed it into the bucket.

On the tenth day of the apocalypse, Ning Ning took a quick warm bath, washed her hair, and rolled into bed cleanly.

I slept very well that night, but just before dawn, there were two or three more crashing sounds from the east.

Then there were cries and shouts that broke the pre-dawn calm.

Someone was howling over the small flower bed, "You are killing people and robbing things!", and the sound quickly disappeared.

Xie Ning turned over and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

Song Youai knocked on the door and walked in, "Ning Ning, mom, go down and take a look, something seems to have happened."

Xie Ning glanced at her phone. It was 4:55 on September 18th.

"I'll go with you." Xie Ning wiped her face randomly and went downstairs with her mother.

The mother and daughter walked along the flower bed towards the noisy place. In the beautiful green belt, there were dead rats everywhere.

The two of them turned a corner and arrived near Building 98.

Ninety-four on the side and ninety-two on the back all collapsed. It is said that rats swarmed in from the underground water pipes, just like they captured No. 86, and wiped out ninety-four and ninety-two overnight.

There were many people picking things up around Building 9492. They would pick up whatever they saw and would pick each other up and fight if they disagreed.

Mother-in-law Zhu Huizhen of Building 98 had a white face and knelt in front of the flower bed at the door, like a devout believer, praying to the sky and the earth, praying non-stop.

The ninety-eight buildings were almost attacked from the front and back, and the two buildings next to and behind them collapsed, but they were very lucky.

Auntie Chen Juan from Building 96 also imitated Zhu Huizhen’s mother-in-law with her hands in prayer and murmured, “We have blocked the water pipes in our house. We should block them. If they are blocked, we won’t be able to get in.”

Xie Ning raised her eyes and saw the girl in the white dress coming out of the door of Building 98, supporting Miss Zhong, whose hands and feet were limp.

Miss Zhong's face turned pale and she kept complaining to her brother Zhong Shichong, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't been able to get up on the 14th, we would have followed the military to the safe zone."

Zhong Shichong was also very angry, "Don't you have to put on your makeup before going out?"

Zhong Yayuan stamped her feet, bit her lip and glanced at her brother complainingly.

Song Youfu came over with his eldest son Song Guang and comforted everyone, "Ninety-six and ninety-eight, if you feel unsafe, come to us first on the 59th. Anyway, it's just one day, tomorrow The troops are coming."

Comrades Xie Ning and Song Youai looked at each other in disbelief. They really didn't expect that their third uncle could still ask for trouble like this.

"Third brother, you can't favor one over the other." Song Dagong and his mother-in-law Wang Cui ran over and shouted, "We are a family, and it is dangerous to live in Ninety-seven. You should accept us first. If there are spare rooms, we can arrange for others."

Song Youfu glanced at his second brother awkwardly, "Then let's discuss it."

"Brother Bai Liang, you can come and stay at our house." Li Xiang ran over like a butterfly and winked at a young man.

The man turned his head and smiled at Xie Ning.

Li Xiang followed the man's gaze and turned around. When he saw Xie Ning and Song Youai standing by the flower bed, he couldn't help but give Xie Ning a fierce look.

Xie Ning was confused and pulled her mother forward, wandering around the collapsed Ninety-Four Building.

Two grown men were already fighting over a pack of soda crackers in the ruins. Many people nearby were fighting, and it seemed that they couldn't hold it together.

Xie Ning's gaze paused, and she seemed to see the furry hands moving under the ruins.