Chapter 111: Under the Sky 36

Chapter 111 Under the Sky 36

The seemingly clean white wall is actually a secret door tightly sewn together.

Fu Yizhi pushed open the secret door, and there was a small room inside.

Turn on the flashlight to shine in. The equipment in the room is simple, only a pair of tables and chairs and a side-standing bookshelf.

And on the ground, there are a lot of fuel used for power generation.

"Wow!"

Fu Anan's eyes popped out, "Brother Fu, where did you get so much fuel?"

Finally understood why Fu Yizhi asked her to clean up the space.

Fu Yizhi: "A resource point discovered by chance."

Fu Anan quickly put away the gasoline on the ground, the gasoline filled the remaining space, and there were even a few barrels left.

With the addition of what they stored in the basement of the villa before, it was enough for the last few days.

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The time is now 1:46, moving quickly makes them consume much more oxygen than usual.

Just in the dark room, the two replaced the air tank again.

From now on, they still have more than forty minutes of air available.

The distance from the hut to the villa is about forty minutes away.

Organizations produce new tissues in the process of continuous division, tearing, and fusion.

No one can sleep tonight.

The moment of suffocation is over, people put down the oxygen tanks, and what lingers at the tip of their noses is a smell of rust,

The number of surviving citizens decreased by nearly half overnight, and the remaining people were temporarily divided into four large gangs due to the reason of the air compressor.

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The last ten days under the sky, at the very beginning, pulled down its cruel prelude.

The once bustling streets are now sparsely populated.

The resort that used to be a place of singing birds and fragrant flowers has become a burial place for countless people.

The pines and cypresses, known as evergreen trees, now have a few leaves drooping on their branches, and the flowers and plants have long withered. The bald yellow color casts a layer of dead gray on the town.

The whole town was filled with a stench.

Clah—

A man with an unshaven beard kicked away the accumulated leaves under his feet, and stared blankly ahead with drooping eyelids.

At this time, a person walked in front of him.

The distance between the two of them was almost one meter, when the man suddenly thrust the screwdriver hidden in his palm into the neck of the visitor.

The person on the opposite side looked at him with wide eyes, his body fell to the side weakly, and the blade hidden in his sleeve slipped quietly.