Space hoarding mutated wood system

Chapter 18 Preparing for transfer
The warehouse door was ajar.

"I'll go in first." Shen Bing stepped in front of her parents.

She has experienced a cruel apocalypse, and when faced with danger, she will subconsciously react to save herself.

There is a lot of space inside, fifty or sixty square meters, and the boxes are piled high.

"No danger."

Father Mu walked to the corner and picked up three sleeping bags. "It's a waste to leave the rest here. My daughter, you put them all away."

Shen Bing had this idea and walked around the utility room. When he stood at the entrance again, there was nothing behind him.

"Daughter, you and your mother have a rest. I will guard you at night. If there is any danger, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"I'll stay for half the night, and I'll call you in the second half of the night."

After Shen Bing awakened his powers, both his strength and agility were greatly improved.

After a busy day, I don’t feel tired at all.

Mu's father said to Shen's mother, who kept dozing off, "I'll talk to my daughter, and you go to bed first."

Mother Shen nodded, got into the sleeping bag, and fell asleep soon.

"Your mother is not in good health and gets sleepy easily at night."

"Dad, you have something to ask me."

"Well, after I came out of the house, I found that the situation outside was worse than I thought."

Mu's father was worried. Even the rescue point was not safe. He really couldn't think of where it would be safe.
Shen Bing thought for a moment and said, "I want to go to the villa area at the westernmost edge of the city."

Last life.

An unintentional intrusion allowed her to see clearly the mysterious, dangerous villa known as the forbidden land of death.

What lives inside is not zombies, mutated beasts, or zombies, but an old man with a weird temper.

That old man killed people invisible. Not to mention people with super powers, even zombies, mutated beasts, and mutated plants did not dare to come close.

There.

It was the only place where she could rest assured and let her parents stay in the last days.

When she finds her brother, the family of four will never be separated.

Mu's father didn't know much about it, but he believed that his daughter would live a new life.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If something happens, our family will sit down and discuss it."

"Okay, Dad, you go to bed first."

"Pay attention."

Mu's father knew in his heart that if he didn't go to bed, his daughter wouldn't go either, so it would be better for the two of them to go to bed instead.

Some people's kindness to a person is integrated into their bones.

Before going to bed, Father Mu tucked Mother Shen into bed and fell asleep next to Mother Shen. He would wake up as soon as anything happened.

Shen Bing's eyes swept over the two people, and finally landed on the burning fire, his thoughts already drifting away.

She tried hard to connect together the things that happened in her previous life. When she thought about it, she always felt that everything was a beautiful dream.

The "pop" sound of burning charcoal, coupled with the steady breathing of her parents beside her, soothed her uneasy heart again and again.

Mu's father had a very restless sleep all night. Shen Bingyuan didn't intend to shout, he got up by himself.

Shen Bing originally thought it would be a sleepless night, but she couldn't tell whether it was because her mother was there or because that kind and reassuring figure beside the fire made her fall into the first good sleep after her rebirth.

"What happened outside?"

Mother Shen got up before dawn, fearing to disturb her daughter, so she ran to the corner to practice Tang Dao.

who knows? When she waved for the first time, the dense zombies that had been wandering outside all night disappeared.

"Do not care."

Mu's father is not someone who gets people by meddling in other people's business, not to mention that it is the end of the world and life is not easy, so why bother asking for trouble.

"it is good."

Mother Shen said this, looking in the direction where the zombies were going, as if she wanted to rush out.

Father Mu shook his head in amusement and stood on the other side of Mother Shen to practice.

Shen Bing woke up while her parents were talking. She didn't make a sound when she sat up. Her parents, who had their backs turned to her, didn't notice.

Mother Shen patted Father Mu on the shoulder, pointed out the window and said, "Look, a turkey that hasn't grown up yet." What was a half-meter-tall chicken with bright feathers pecking at outside the window?
"That's not a turkey, that's a pheasant."

Shen Bing guessed correctly, this chicken should have escaped from the mountains.

"pheasant!"

Mother Shen opened her mouth wide in surprise and shook her head in denial, "It doesn't look like it. The pheasant shown on TV is about the same size as the old hen we bought for stew."

"My daughter is right, it's a pheasant." When Mu's father was young, he worked in the field and saw pheasants, but the one outside the window was really too big.

Mother Shen had no choice but to believe it. Soon, her eyes were attracted by the bright feathers on the pheasant.

"That feather is more beautiful than the feather duster I bought."

Father Mu thought of the dozen feather dusters at home and shook his head helplessly.

Other women like to go shopping for clothes, but his family likes to look for feather dusters everywhere.

"I'll catch it and eat roast chicken in the morning."

"I'm here to help."

Mu's father also had this idea, not that he wanted to eat meat, but that he wanted to pluck the feathers of the pheasant and make feather dusters for Shen's mother.

Shen Bing said casually: "No, it's very simple."

Simple?
Mu's father couldn't understand these two words. The pheasant ran away very fast and could not be caught under normal circumstances.

He forgot.

This is the end of the world.

It's not normal in itself.

Shen Bing left the shop, and the only person standing a hundred meters away was this appetizing-looking pheasant.

When the pheasant heard the noise, it raised its big head and stared at Shen Bing with its scarlet eyes.

The two sides looked at each other affectionately for a few seconds.

The pheasant opened its bright wings, flapped its wings, and called "chichijiji" at Shen Bing.

Mother Shen looked regretful, "It looks like it's going to fly away." She obviously overestimated the pheasant's IQ.

When Mu's father was about to open the door and go out to help intercept, Pheasant didn't run away at all, but attacked Shen Bing.

Shen Bing calmly waved the Tang Dao when the pheasant flew into the air and pecked him down.

There was a "click" sound.

The pheasant's body was split into two parts by its slender neck, and its body kept rolling and twitching in place.

Shen's mother had never killed a chicken before, so she was frightened when she saw this scene, and asked Mu's father beside her: "Can a pheasant live without a head?"

"No."

"Then its body is still moving."

"The nervous system of a dying chicken still exists and sends out certain autonomous movements, just like it does now. It won't take long before it will die completely."

Shen Bing was worried that the pheasant's blood would be splashed everywhere and attract more zombies or animals.

She tried to put the pheasant into the space, but she didn't expect it to succeed.

"Let's get out of here and find another place."

There was not a single zombie in the entire commercial street over there.

You can still faintly hear the sound of fighting, not too far from here.

"it is good."

The only belongings that Mother Shen and Father Mu had were the Tang knives by the fire.

Shen Bing, on the other hand, except the fire, put everything he could into the space.

"Daughter, please keep a few aluminum alloy baseball bats."

"why?"

Mother Shen took a step ahead of Shen Bing and asked, wouldn't it be better to collect more supplies?
"Leave a fine line in being a human being."

"Okay." Shen Bing guessed what Mu's father meant when he said it.

She has a lot of tang knives, and the baseball bat is of little use.

(End of this chapter)