Chapter 19: It’s Okay If You Can’t
Xiao Mumu imdiately jumped off the sofa, and with a thud, knelt on the floor, quickly apologizing.
“S... Sorry, I didn’t an to sleep on the sofa, it’s just... it’s just too cold in the storage room......”
She explained, her eyes still observing Su Qinghan’s reaction, afraid she would hit her.
Su Qinghan chuckled lightly. “Sleep if you want to.”
She put down the candle in her hand and said to Xiao Mumu.
“I have sothing to go out for. You just stay ho obediently and sleep.” After speaking, Su Qinghan strode out of Room 3006 and walked downstairs.
The night was dark, the wind was high, and the rain was falling. Su Qinghan stood in front of Room 2902, looking at the open door with great interest.
The door lock had already been opened, and looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Su Qinghan slowly walked into the room.
“I originally wanted to co here to find so dicine and that storage battery, but I didn’t expect an unexpected gain.”
The room was silent, only the heavy rain outside continued to fall.
Su Qinghan took out a flashlight from her space, gently pressed the button, and the originally bright light was now much dimr.
Su Qinghan combined the sll of blood in the air with the direction of the bloodstains on the floor.
She shone the flashlight; the door of the storage room was open. Walking in slowly, she saw a woman lying on the ground, dying, with many bottles, canned goods, and capsule pills scattered around.
Seemingly sensing soone standing beside her, the woman opened her mouth and spoke with difficulty, her voice very hoarse and weak, as if she would breathe her last in the next second.
Su Qinghan just watched quietly. She roughly knew this woman was saying things like “save ,” but she remained unmoved, just watching the woman.
Gradually, the woman stopped calling out, her originally raised head drooped down, making a sound as it hit the floor.
Su Qinghan didn’t save her for two reasons.
One, it would be a waste of dicine; the current Su Qinghan was not so great saint who would selflessly extend a helping hand to anyone in difficulty.
Two, even if Su Qinghan wanted to save her, she didn’t have the ability; after all, this woman’s injuries were not minor ailnts.
Su Qinghan looked at a bloody wound on the woman’s left elbow; a large piece of flesh was already gone, and the bones and blood vessels inside could be seen.
The wound looked like it had been bitten off directly.
However, the blood vessels had already turned black and were spreading to the surroundings, and the flesh at the wound site had also begun to rot and stink; clearly, she was infected.
It was probably an attack by a mutated creature. Her elbow was unfortunately injured, and after escaping the mutated creature, she stumbled all the way to Room 2902.
After all, Zhang Wei hadn’t returned for two days, and those covetous people began to get restless; clearly, this woman was the first.
She then found dicine in the storage room, but unfortunately, those dicines—or rather, all existing dicines at present—could not treat or eliminate this strange virus.
Bitten, death was certain.
Su Qinghan just quietly watched the woman whose breathing grew weaker and weaker, and finally died five minutes later.
“Next is the formation of the Spirit Crystal.”
The mont the woman died, her originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and her dark, chaotic pupils revealed a bloodthirsty ferocity.
Just as Su Qinghan created a transparent small knife, preparing for a fatal blow, the woman, who had already turned into a zombie, kicked her feet against the floor in a posture absolutely impossible for a human.
For example, like taking an instant noodle fork, straightening it, and then continuing to bend it backwards—it was sothing like that.
Two crisp sounds ca from the woman’s knees, followed by a kick, and she jumped directly onto the ceiling.
However, it seed she didn’t control her strength well and slamd right into it, knocking her entire head askew, but fortunately, she still landed on the floor in a standing position.
“Oh? A high jump athlete in her previous life—that’s a bit rare.” Su Qinghan sized up the zombie woman, who had her head tilted, drooling, and looking at her, and couldn't help but laugh.
“It’s very impolite to look at people sideways! Also, why is the top of your head so pointed?”
Su Qinghan darted forward, her wrist flipped, and the transparent small knife, illuminated by the flashlight, appeared chillingly cold.
Casually throwing the flashlight on the ground, she slashed forward fiercely—but the beautiful sound of tearing flesh and blood did not ring out. The zombie woman’s body was already pressed against the wall, having dodged this blow.
“Quite agile, aren’t you? But...”
Bang!
A bullet hit the zombie woman right in the glabella; the bullet shot out from the back of her head, bringing out a large splatter of black and white matter.
“Can you be faster than a bullet?”
The zombie woman still wanted to continue her attack, but after staggering a few steps, she fell to the ground and stopped moving.
From mutation to defeat, Su Qinghan had used less than fifteen seconds.
“I thought she was so formidable...”
Su Qinghan, holding the knife, skillfully removed the Spirit Crystal from the zombie’s brain, rinsed it, and stored it in her space.
—
Just as Xiao Mumu was about to fall asleep, the door of the room was pushed open.
Su Qinghan walked in from the entrance and sat down on the sofa.
Xiao Mumu imdiately sat up, wrapped herself in the quilt, and leaned toward the edge, looking at her sowhat fearfully.
Su Qinghan ignored her small movents, took out a storage battery, electric wires, a converter, and other tools from her space, and after a series of operations, she took out a black object from her space.
Xiao Mumu looked closely and found it was a mobile phone.
Su Qinghan used a charging cable to connect the output end of the converter to the charging port of the mobile phone.
One second, two seconds, three seconds—the phone screen lit up, displaying a battery charging icon.
Su Qinghan held the phone, long-pressed the power button, and after five seconds, the phone vibrated slightly, and the original battery icon changed to a logo.
The phone turned on. Su Qinghan quickly entered the lock screen password on the screen, opened a chat application, and scrolled through the chat history in the Wan He Residential Complex owners’ group.
The last ssage showed that it was sent a month ago:
[My head hurts so much! Does anyone have painkillers? Please send them to 1604, I’ll be deeply grateful!]
Su Qinghan kept scrolling up; they were all ssages about people thinking the end of the world had co and so promotional ssages, for example...
[Feels like the end of the world is coming soon, everyone! I have an insurance policy here. If an accident occurs, you can get a large compensation! Buy now and get a 99% discount! Let your family receive it with peace of mind, let you go with peace of mind! (Delete what’s in the parentheses)]
[Get
one!]
[ 1]
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Exiting the property managent group, she searched through her friends list; all were grayed-out avatars. These people had probably all perished.
Just as Su Qinghan was about to open the news to take a look, Xiao Mumu’s small hand gently tugged at the corner of her clothes.
She turned her head and said to Xiao Mumu, “What’s wrong?”
“Master, can I... borrow the phone to make a call?”
Just as Xiao Mumu finished speaking, she quickly added in a low voice: “It’s okay if you can’t......”
Fortunately, the base station was built on a mountain in a scenic area in the suburbs, and the power had not been cut off, so there was still signal.
Su Qinghan looked at Xiao Mumu, who had her head lowered, and handed over the phone in her hand.
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