The female supporting role of the last days is fierce

The Fei family's house has four bedrooms and two living rooms. Due to problems with the wall of the outermost bedroom and the fact that one room was occupied by Mu Wanqing, Yang Shuyao let his youngest son sleep in the bedroom next to the study.

After coaxing Tongtong to sleep and coming out, Yang Shuyao and Wen Siru held half a lit candle. In the dim candlelight, they saw Fei Qianlan standing alone in the living room, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Lan Lan, are you still awake?" Yang Shuyao looked at her daughter who was in a daze and asked in a low voice.

"Can't sleep." With a faint smile, Fei Qianlan stepped forward and took his mother's arm while pulling Wen Siru, and the three of them sat on the sofa in the large living room at the same time.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her friend's expression, Wen Siru felt that she seemed to have something to say, so she put the candle in her hand on the coffee table and couldn't help asking curiously.

Fei Qianlan shook her head and took out a pen and paper from her pocket. She actually took them out from space with her mind. She held the pen and wrote quickly, "From now on, we will use the pen to write and speak."

Yang Shuyao and Yang Shuyao didn't hum. They just picked up their pens and simply wrote a question mark.

During the question-and-answer session between the three of them, Fei Qianlan told them about the unexpected space he obtained, and told them that he had accumulated a lot of food, enough for four people to eat for a year.

Yang Shuyao was surprised to learn that her daughter actually got such a precious space, but she was also deeply worried. Although her daughter's space was only one hundred square meters, it would be like a life-saving talisman in the last days. Such an important secret could not be known to others, otherwise

It's really going to be a big problem!

When Wen Siru heard that his friend actually got a portable space that could only be found in novels, he hugged Fei Qianlan excitedly, giggled happily, grabbed the pen and wrote quickly, "Great, how do I feel about you?"

Just like the omnipotent heroine in that novel, from now on I will hug your thigh tightly and never let go!!!

But the matter of space must not be leaked to anyone except us! After the excitement, Wen Siru frowned, and his thoughtful expression showed a little worry.

Fei Qianlan, who originally planned to reveal her personal space, felt a little uneasy in her heart. But when she saw that the two of them expressed joy and worry just for her to get the space, without any hint of jealousy or envy, her heart was not only completely dropped, but also

There was an unprecedented warmth and touching feeling.

The three of them picked up the candles on the coffee table and quietly came to the kitchen. Under the stunned expressions of Yang Shuyao and his friends, Fei Qianlan conjured up a twenty-pound bag of rice, five packages of seaweed, and a package of dried meat.

, a large bucket of mineral water and a 50kg bottle of liquefied gas storage tank.

As early as more than ten years ago, many people were still using liquefied gas storage tanks, but now every household has spent money to install liquefied gas pipelines, and I don’t know where my daughter found such an old-fashioned liquefied gas storage tank.

Of course, she found it from the community. When Fei Qianlan threw the supermarket owner and his wife into someone else's house, she saw through the open window on the first floor that there should be an old man living alone. Unfortunately, she didn't see anyone, so she naturally

Useful things were taken away from his home.

She might have to leave tomorrow and make more seaweed and meat heart rice dumplings to eat on the way. She picked up the paper and scratched it, then pointed outside, I will go out later.

Yang Shuyao and the other two understood the situation and immediately began to work quickly. Although cooking and chopping seaweed inevitably made noise, the two of them never said a word.

Feiqiangang ran to get an unused water basin, put the three pieces of paper filled with words on the candle and lit them. The completely burned ashes fell into the water basin. He turned on the faucet, and it already stunk.

The red and black water will turn into ashes and then be poured into the toilet.

She opened the door of the bedroom next to the study room. In the darkness, with her keen eyesight, she saw a dirty young woman, about twenty-one or twelve years old, lying on the big bed.

The woman's eyebrows were tightly knitted, a lot of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her long eyelashes kept trembling, as if she would wake up in the next second.

Sure enough, it was you. In the quiet night, Fei Qianlan smiled silently. Even though the face of the woman in front of her was full of filth, she still recognized her at a glance.

She knew that Mu Wanqing would not be able to wake up yet. After all, it was not that difficult to integrate with the super optical brain produced by advanced civilizations.

In the previous life, because of Li Yuan's relationship, Mu Wanqing always showed some hostility and defensiveness towards her, but she never did anything bad to herself. At most, she only made some sarcastic remarks.

Fei Qianlan's real age is a bit older than her, so naturally she won't care too much about a girl in her early twenties. Besides, Mu Wanqing has a good thing, she likes her brother very much, and she doesn't care about losing her legs.

Tongtong expressed heartbroken pity.

For this reason, Fei Qianlan can't do anything bad to her. Let Mu Wanqing successfully integrate with the super optical brain to obtain the godhead system she should have.

After leaving the bedroom, Fei Qianlan walked directly into the study, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and climbed down quickly along the hanging rope, and dealt with the five zombies wandering towards them like lightning.

According to her memory, she came to the tall building where she came last time. She quickly ran up to the fifth floor and gently knocked on the door of Room 502.

There were footsteps approaching, and after a few seconds, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties welcomed Fei Qianlan in with excitement.

"You're here." Wang Yourong's wife Qian Cui hurriedly stepped forward and said. When she saw the mysterious man who had attacked her, his face seemed too young, "You, please send us back to the supermarket before we come to the supermarket."

"I can send you back, but you should know that there are quite a few hungry survivors like me in the entire community." Fei Qianlan, who put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at them, continued without blinking.

Said, "They will definitely search all the supermarkets in the community. After all, food is the most precious in the apocalypse. Supermarkets will definitely attract waves of searchers. Even if you stay in the supermarket, how can you save the things inside?

Just that flimsy glass door?”

"Besides, it's not safe for you to stay in the supermarket. Let's not talk about whether so many searchers will kill people and silence them. Even if you can stay in the supermarket, how many days can you survive without food?"

"This, this..." The more Wang Yourong thought about it, the more he felt confused. Finally, he gritted his teeth, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "You, see what you do."

"Two choices." His tone was still calm, but the corners of Fei Qianlan's pink lips curved slightly, and he said slowly in a cold voice, "First, if you don't want to go out, there is a car downstairs for me.

A lot of food has been packed, you can eat it for a month."

"Second, if you want to leave Nanjiang City, my family and I will leave tomorrow. You can drive with us. I will wait for you to follow, but I will not protect your safety."

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