The End of the World: I Have a House of Beautiful Tenants

The survivors rushed forward waving their weapons, but watched the target disappear from their sight.

The news that Ling Han was a superpower made most of the survivors panic.

After all, most of the people here are ordinary people, and superpowers can easily deal with them with just a flick of their fingers.

Just as the crowd was in panic and had the intention of retreating, a voice came from the crowd again.

"Don't be afraid! Although he is a superpower, his superpower is not aggressive!

As long as we can find out exactly where he is, there is no need to worry that he will hurt us!"

"Yes, he is right! We just need to find a way to make him appear! Isn't it at our mercy!"

"Use flour, flour can make it appear!"

The person who made this suggestion soon met everyone's expectant eyes.

The man withdrew his hand awkwardly, not understanding why everyone was looking at him like that.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

"Yes! You are absolutely right, young man!" An old man in the crowd looked at him with shining eyes.

"It's just that we don't have any flour at home, look at this..."

Everyone cast an expectant look at him, and the young man straightened his back immediately when he was looked at with such a responsible look.

"Don't worry! I still have some flour at home, I can contribute it!"

"Oh! You are so selfless, young man!"

"Yes, yes, young man, if your selfless behavior was before the end of the world, we would have to give you a whole banner to praise you!"

"Yes, there are not many young men like you now! Are you married? Auntie has a daughter at home, she is so beautiful!"

"..."

The young man in the crowd was almost lost by a group of uncles and aunts.

He returned home dizzy and surrounded by several people, and took out the remaining flour.

Ling Han saw all of this and couldn't help but gasp, "I didn't expect to meet such a stupid person here!"

He had just used his mental power to observe that none of these people's homes were short of food!

Especially flour, one of the ladies still had 10 kilograms of flour left in her home!

Ling Han didn't move for the time being. As his power grew, he would definitely accept more and more people in the future.

The house in his community was definitely not big enough for them, so he was thinking about moving.

This hospital could be used as a temporary foothold to settle some non-staff personnel.

But he needed to deal with these people first, because he didn't want one or two bad apples to get mixed up among his people.

Then again, the reason why these people just denied that they had flour in their homes was just to find a sucker like this young man.

And the idea of ​​the aunt who said she wanted to introduce a partner to the young man was also easy to guess.

This young man was stupid and could easily control the other party by marrying his daughter to him.

They can also use his family's food to help their family members from time to time, which is really killing two birds with one stone!

Ling Han sometimes has to admire these uncles and aunts. It is said that old people become smarter, and this sentence is not deceptive at all!

Each of them has 800 tricks in their bodies! If you don't pay attention, you will master their ways!

They went back and forth very quickly, and they came back with flour in just one or two minutes.

"Quick, quick, divide the flour and sprinkle it around!

Make sure to sprinkle it in every corner!

As long as the other party is still in this room, he will definitely not be able to run away!"

"Then how do you know that the other party is still here? What if he has already left?"

An honest man who speaks his mind blurted out, and immediately realized that what he said was wrong. He immediately covered his mouth, but accidentally got flour on himself.

Others: …………

Forget it, don't bother with fools.

But what this person said is also right. What if the other party is no longer in this room, then wouldn't their flour be wasted? ?

"How about this, let's explore the room, each person takes a corner!

There are so many of us, and he is alone. No matter how hard he tries to hide, he can't escape the search of so many people!"

"Makes sense!"

So, a group of survivors rushed into the room, surrounding the entire room.

Xiang Hongmiao and the psychics around him were squeezed out of the room.

Xiang Hongmiao: ...

Sometimes it's really helpless, facing such a group of men...

The survivors in the room are still circling around and groping.

Because the previous fierce battle with the mutant rat king opened up three rooms.

So, the survivors who couldn't stand in this roomThey rushed to the other two rooms.

The reason was also very simple, "What if the other party passes through this wall and goes to the next room?"

They groped around in the room like a blind man touching an elephant.

"Hey, I seem to have touched something!"

Someone suddenly shouted in surprise!

"I seem to have touched something too!"

Afterwards, more and more people shouted in surprise, and the place where they touched something was just in the southeast corner of the middle room.

"Quick! He must be here! Sprinkle the flour!" Someone in the crowd reminded.

"Yes, yes, sprinkle the flour quickly, don't let him run away!"

Others followed suit and threw the flour in their hands forward as if it was free.

Well... it's really free, after all, it was cheated from others...

Ling Han used the wind power and shelter power to sit steadily in the air.

Looking down at the group of people below throwing flour at the corner of the dawn that he had just deliberately exposed, he just felt it was very fun.

After the apocalypse, electronic products are useless. Every day at home, there is no other entertainment except playing with his girlfriend.

Now it is rare to have something for him to play with. Ling Han does not want to get rid of these people so quickly. At least he has to let them play enough.

"Ah, strange, why is there nothing?"

These people threw flour for a long time, but they didn't see even the shadow of a hair.

"Has he run away?"

"Yes, it must be that you spread it too slowly, he must have slipped away from somewhere else!"

"He must have run from your side! There is such a big gap here!"

"Why don't you say he ran from you!"

"Run from you..."

"From you..."

Ling Han took out a can of preserved fruit from the space, sat in the air, and watched with relish as the people below fought for him.

But he soon lost interest, because these people's fights were all the same, pulling hair, biting on the mouth, or kicking people's crotch.

It really didn't have any heart at all.

"Tsk, so boring!"

He threw the preserved fruit in his hand into the crowd, removed the space shield, and shouted to the people below.

"Hey, grandson, your grandpa is here!"