Chapter 7:

"Yes," Han Yanyan said, "he said the search team recruited people."
Zhao Yuxuan was silent for a while and said, "The people recruited by the search team are all gathered at the Houtian City Gate. They took a meal and went directly to the car. All the people in this base live in the team."
She finished talking, paused for a moment, and said like looking for a supplement: "Do you make a bed? I help you." Obviously I heard something from Sun Lijun, a little bit sour, and a little bit daunted.
Han Yanyan pretended not to notice the changes in her mood and attitude just now, and asked, "Is there water? I wash the lunch box."
Zhao Yuxuan said listlessly, "No, the water has stopped."
There were originally six water plants in Nanling City, but now there is only one water plant in the old city, and the water supply and power cuts are normal. Han Yanyan said a while and condensed water to wash the lunch box.
Zhao Yuxuan wasn't surprised, she just said, "Are you a power?"
She looked for a while, and saw that Han Yanyan's power was just that, saying, "Qi Tongtong of 321 is also a power person, and he is very weak."
Han Yanyan asked: "What is she doing in the team?"
Zhao Yuxuan shouted at the corner of his mouth: "What else can you do, accompany a man to sleep? It's all on this floor."
Han Yanyan was silent.
Zhao Yuxuan didn't matter. Instead, he said with a little envy: "I heard that Ding Yao fancy you? You hurriedly serve him. After you follow him, you will not worry about eating and drinking. If you have the ability, you can only be with him, There is really nothing to worry about. "
Han Yanyan said stubbornly, "I'm here to join the search team."
Zhao Yuxuan's expression cooled down, and she sneered as she looked at the unfurled bedding, women's clothes in the box, and some odds and ends. These tattered things that they did not see before the end of the world are now all supplies and good things. Whoever damned enough to give Bai to the search team.
Han Yanyan's leave was clear, and she stood up again and again, and still looked down on them, Zhao Yuxuan disgusted her.
Suddenly Han Yanyan's eyes were red, and he bowed his head: "My companion ... died before entering the city. He, he just died ..." Then he choked.
It turned out that Zhao Yuxuan's feelings suddenly disappeared. She sighed and said, "Okay, don't be too sad. This kind of thing, habit is just fine. Just the people who live, how can we live. Look at the point, don't keep thinking about the old people. Such as Ding Yao, do n’t miss it if you encounter it, you just have to look in front of you, it ’s true that you catch him.

She sat next to the bed, looking a little dazed, and finally said, "... everyone is here."
One of her feet was carrying a cardboard box, which was quite indecent, and she did not care about such a beautiful girl. There is a sense of stubbornness that it doesn't matter what kind of life you can live with.
This is the most common state of ordinary people in the last days-alive.
Suddenly the phone on the bed rang, Zhao Yuxuan picked up in a hurry, asked for the room number, and stood up and said, "I'm going to work. You can clean up."
Han Yanyan watched the girl go to work. She put away the lunch box and took the key to open the 315 door.
There is electricity, and Nanling has a hydroelectric power plant, which has been operating continuously. Turn on the lights and see that 315 is a large bed room. At a glance, no one has lived in it for a long time. It is empty. There is only a mattress and no bedding on the bed. There was some on the ground, and some were like torn clothes or some rags.
Han Yanyan went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror. It's the first time I've seen myself in this world.
The electronic sound is really stingy! She doesn't want the beauty of the flourishing age, she doesn't want to show off her power! Han Yanyan could not help greeting his ancestors.
It even allowed Han Yanyan of the last world to directly use the face of Han Yanyan of the previous world. This face is pure and beautiful. However, the last life was subject to human constraints, and that "Han Yanyan" was more pure and weak, and pitiful.
The world is good, there are few restrictions, and Han Yanyan can play freely.
She looked close to the mirror and saw that the skin was really good and almost flawless. She turned her head and looked left and right, feeling that this "Korean Smoke" is also 19 or 20 years old. It looks younger than the "Korean Smoke" who has graduated from the university and entered the workplace. However, there was no softness between the eyebrows and a sense of indifference.
Although it is not the beauty of the flourishing age, this kind of substantive cleanliness can be eaten more in this last age. After all, too many beautiful women are as devastated as Zhao Yuxuan.
Han Yanyan turned on the faucet, the pipe made a hissing sound, only a few drops of water flowed, and it was still rusty red. Han Yanyan closed the water pipe, plugged the sink, and tried to condense the water.
She had condensed water several times this night, and she was much more proficient than when she was on the street. She quickly condensed a basin of water, but she felt tired after exerting herself. Powers are like strength. When they are used up, they are tired, rest, and recover.
She went to 317 to find a broom and dustpan, and tore the rags on the ground into a rag. During the time Zhao Yuxuan went out to "work", she cleaned out room 315. When he took the bedding to 315, Zhao Yuxuan returned when he went back to carry the box.
She looked exhausted and smelled of sweat and semen. The water has stopped and I can't take a bath. This summer is really sad.
Seeing Han Yanyan holding things, she didn't have the extra energy to ask. She just said, "Pick up today?"
When Han Yanyan used a broom and dustpan, she stayed in her bathroom for a while before leaving, and when she returned to her room, she was tired to lie down. Half an hour later, Zhao Yuxuan came to knock on the door and handed him a small half packet of biscuits. There aren't many cookies left, probably about four or five.
"Thank you," she said.
She looked much fresher and her odor was gone. While Han Yanyan was still on the broom, she left her a bath of water.
Han Yanyan picked up these biscuits, earning his labor with conscience.
Zhao Yuxuan didn't leave, she hesitated and said, "Sun Lijun let me tell you, we in the search team don't care about meals here, you tomorrow ... no meals."
Han Yanyan's hand picking up the biscuit was delayed. Both were silent.
Zhao Yuxuan said, "Don't think about it."
Han Yanyan said, "I haven't reached the end of the road." She raised her biscuit.
Zhao Yuxuan shuddered and shook her head.
A pretty girl came over holding three cans that looked like tin cans, and greeted with a spring breeze: "Xuan Xuan."
Zhao Yuxuan glanced at what she was holding and asked, "Canned meat?"
The beauty fluttered: "I went to the top floor just now." She also had a strong smell of sweat mixed with semen. After she finished speaking, she suddenly sniffed and smelled Zhao Yuxuan: "Are you taking a shower? Isn't the water stop?"
Before Zhao Yuxuan said anything, Han Yanyan interposed and asked, "Are you going to take a bath? I sell water, I'm a water power."
The beauty then saw Han Yanyan standing in the door: "Who is this?"
Zhao Yuxuan said: "New here, Han Yanyan." He told Han Yanyan: "This is Qi Tongtong."
Qi Tongtong said with a loud voice, "Then come and give me some water."
Han Yanyan went with her to 321. Qi Tongtong's room also stocked a lot of things, but much better than Zhao Yuxuan. Zhao Yuxuan was hoarding whatever was needed or not, so it was particularly messy.
Qi Tongtong obviously uses everything here. In particular, she has a lot more food than Zhao Yuxuan and looks better. As far as the canned meat she was carrying now, Zhao Yuxuan didn't have it.
The can was unpacked, and it was a bare iron can. Han Yanyan asked a question, but it was produced by the Nanling settlement.
"Did you come to Nanling?" Qi Tongtong asked, "The Management Committee pulled back a production line from the outside last year. Otherwise, the meat will not be stored well and it will be wasted."
In vain ... obviously there are still so many people hungry. A woman can betray herself for half a hoe.
Han Yanyan gave Qi Tongtong a tank of water. She was very tired after she finished putting Zhao Yuxuan, and she took a rest. Let Qi Tongtong let go, I feel easier than before.
Qi Tongtong was more generous than Zhao Yuxuan, and gave her a bag of instant noodles.
She shouted hotly when she turned the box for instant noodles. It's really hot, in the summer, the windows of this hotel are the ones that push up a slit from the bottom up and are particularly airless.
Han Yanyan asked: "Can't the air conditioner be turned on?"
Qi Tongtong said: "Limited power. There are no power strips on the wall, and the main gate is over there. It's on the top floor, so it's comfortable."
Han Yanyan asked: "Do you want ice?" After speaking, he changed his mouth: "Do you want to buy ice?"
Qi Tongtong glanced: "Are you double?"
Han Yanyan said, "Well, water and ice."
"Ice is pretty good," Qi Tongtong said, "why are you still here?"
"They're terrific. I can't." Han Yanyan said, "Would you like it?"
"If you want, what is the price?" Qi Tongtong asked.
Han Yanyan's eyes fell on her tin can.
"Well, very greedy." Qi Tongtong said.
The two beautiful girls, Xiaoli, bargained, and finally concluded the deal. Qi Tongtong gave Han Yanyan a tin can. Han Yanyan filled her with all the pots and pans and filled them with water, then frozen her into ice. She worked hard for more than an hour, and finally sat so tired that she almost collapsed on the carpet.
"It's weak." Qi Tongtong sighed. It's fair to understand how Han Yanyan's two-line abilities came to their level.
"I heard ..." Han Yanyan gasped and asked, "Are you wood?"
"Yeah." When speaking of his power, Qi Tongtong replied lethargically, "as weak as you."
Han Yanyan's eyes fell on the row of potted plants on the window sill: "You planted them?" Those potted plants are fruit trees, very miniature, like shrinking a grown plant proportionally.
Looking at these malformed works, Qi Tongtong was depressed: "Fei Lao Jin, just like this."
She sighed: "Look at the wheat and rice in our yard, they are those woody powers. What awesome! I want to be so powerful in my dreams! Unfortunately, the reality is too skinny. "
Han Yanyan said, "Isn't it possible to exercise?"
Qi Tongtong said: "Fuck! Who doesn't know! The question is how many people can do it! The people who can do it are now great! This is like losing weight in the past. Which fat man does not know that exercise can lose weight Ah, how many can really be reduced? "
Han Yanyan could not refute. Breathing for a while, she stood up against the bed, holding her canned food and leaving.
"Hey, new here!" Qi Tongtong called her, "that canned food has a long shelf life, and you can keep it if you can keep it, and eat other things first."
Han Yanyan nodded at her, thanking her.
She returned to 315, and her feet were still floating. The key was that there was a place in her head. It felt sore, like a needle stuck in her head. This is a symptom of overuse of power.
Abilities can be enhanced through exercise. Each time you push the limits, you will improve after recovery. But this is easy to say, and too difficult to do. Just like Han Yanyan at this moment, his body is weak and weak, his mind is like a needle, but it is actually far from the limit.
But Han Yanyan is now pinched in the hands of the electronic voice. Whether she can survive depends on whether the task can be completed in this world.
She dragged her sore body, filled a bathtub with someone, then let it go, then filled it, let it go, then ...
In my mind, it was with thousands of steel needles. I don't know when the first time the bathtub was filled with water, Han Yanyan finally passed out on the bathroom floor.
Zombie, eschatology, power.
The girl in a white sarong.
Black long straight hair, white faces.
Before fainting, Han Yanyan thought that the name "Han Yanyan" was deserved.