Looking around the dormitory, no weapon could be found. God knows that even the boss cuts fruits and takes them back, and he can't even find a decent fruit knife in the dormitory.

Looking back on the sharpest thing in the dormitory, there is only the nail clipper in the drawer...

A nail clipper is useless, hey! Take it out and do a manicure for the zombies!

With a subtle "crack", Cang Xiaoman's mind was interrupted.

She was frightened to find that one hinge connecting the door and the door frame had been broken, and the other seemed to be in danger, on the verge of a strike at any time.

At this time, the zombie outside the door, she had once regarded as a pervert, and had successfully squeezed half of her head into the crack of the door. Half of the blue-gray face was baring her teeth at her frantically.

Looking at the shaking door, Kurao Koman unconsciously took two steps back and knocked down the clothes drying racks they built with bamboo poles on the balcony.

Clothes rack!

Looking at the zombies who were almost about to enter the house, Cang Xiaoman picked up a bamboo pole scattered on the ground, closed his eyes and rushed.

When he heard a "puke" sound, Cang Xiaoman felt like he had pierced an unripe melon, and the door that had been shaking wildly was no longer moving.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the bamboo pole in my hand had been nailed into the zombie's left eye and strung it firmly on the door. Black and red mixed with yellow and white liquid dripped from the door bit by bit.

Cang Xiaoman pulled out the bamboo pole with some disgust, and the zombie finally leaned down outside the dormitory door.

Suddenly, a faint wave of spiritual energy came from the air as if it was faint. Cang Xiaoman looked at the bamboo pole in his hand in shock, and saw a glimmer of light flashing in the gap at the tip of the bamboo pole.

"Spirit Stone?"

Cang Xiaoman ran quickly to the balcony, turned on the faucet and washed it for a long time. A crystal clear and green stone that was the size of a fingernail appeared.

Although the stone looked a bit strange, the spiritual energy filled inside still made Kurao Koman let go of his guard and skillfully held the stone into his palm.

The spiritual energy slowly penetrated into her limbs like a trickle, and finally gathered at the spiritual hole in the back of her heart. At the location of the demon pill in the previous life, a drop of water the size of a mung bean was quickly condensed.

Kurao Xiaoman opened his eyes suddenly, and a different kind of brilliance flashed in his big, lively eyes.

Her ability is back?

I reached out to touch the position of my cheek...

The familiar warehouse bags and the neatly placed spiritual plants inside, all the magic weapons are back!

"This small body board can be repaired well." Kurao Xiaoman muttered to himself while climbing over the mountains of bottles and jars.

He threw a low-level spirit-enhancing pill into his mouth like a sugar bean.

The faint sweetness spread out in the mouth, feeling the spiritual energy gradually filling the limbs, Kurao Xiaoman slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which made his head, which had a faint pain before, feel much more relaxed.

The door was already shaking, and it was obviously not suitable for the dormitory to stay any longer.

Cang Xiaoman quickly stuffed boxes of self-heating hotpot, hot and sour noodles, potato chips, cola and "collections" hidden in every corner of the dormitory into the warehouse.

But after thinking about the situation outside, she probably wouldn't have the chance to return to this dormitory again. She simply decisively packed the quilts, clothes, shoes, and even the two buckets of spare water next to the water dispenser.

Looking at the dormitory with only three empty beds left like a locust passing through the border, Kurao Xiaoman nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, a WeChat message suddenly rang in the phone in my pocket, and two messages from Ling Xueer appeared on the screen.

【Xiaoman, are you still in the dormitory?】

[Xiao Fei and I are trapped on the first floor. Don't go out. I will find a way @...￥back￥]

【…&(*——)

Cang Xiaoman turned off the phone in a hurry and looked at the WeChat message sent by Ling Xueer. She could barely understand the first two messages, but the latter was full of puzzling garbled codes.

Kura Koman hesitated for a moment and simply replied directly:

[Xue'er, which first floor are you trapped? Door or teaching building?]

...

After waiting anxiously for two minutes, there was no response from the other end of WeChat. Kurao Xiaoman immediately decided to go down to the first floor of the dormitory to find out what was going on.

The door of the dormitory was twisted and deformed by the zombies, and Kurao Koman spent a lot of effort to push it open.

The slightly empty dormitory aisle was a bit strangely quiet. Except for the zombie on the ground, which could no longer be seen clearly, it seemed that no one existed.

However, it is not surprising that this building is basically the same sophomore as Kurakoto. Except for a few people who take leave and skip classes, most of the others went to the teaching building to hold class meetings like Ling Xueer.

Bypassing the zombie's corpse at the door, Kurao Xiaoman carefully moved towards the safe passage at the end of the corridor.

The dormitory building with the shape of "未" echoes from bottom to top from time to time, and one or two shrill screams echoes from time to time. But more often, there are only some sporadic footsteps and low sobs, and I don’t know which direction it is coming.

Cang Xiaoman looked down the patio in the corridor, and a figure flashed from below.

"Wait!" Kurao Xiaoman couldn't help but shout.

A girl poked her head out of the corridor, and a little joy appeared on her face when she saw Kurao Xiaoman, but soon became serious again and made a gesture of silence at her.

Kurao Xiaoman nodded and tiptoed downstairs quickly. He arrived at the fifth and a half-floor position before finally meeting with the person.

Looking at Kurao Koman who was completely alone, the girl was a little surprised, "You just got off?"

Kura Koman looked at the girl in front of her, with her capable short hair and her whole body wrapped around her clothes tightly with tape. She was holding a wooden stick with a fruit knife tied at the tip. She also carried a very heavy backpack behind her back. It was obvious that she had made sufficient preparations before going downstairs.

It’s really a matter of death that people compare to others, and a matter of goods that compare to others, and a matter of throwing away.

Seeing that Kura Koman didn't respond, the girl just thought she was frightened.

He pulled her into the security door next to her and took out two clothes from his backpack and wrapped her naked arms. "What's the difference between going downstairs like this and seeking death? If you can't find a weapon, you should wear two more clothes to protect yourself?"

Kura Koman realized that she looked a little too casual now, so she had to explain, "My roommate may be trapped on the first floor. I was in a hurry to go down to find them, so I didn't care..."

The girl with short hair packed her backpack and sighed, looking a little helpless, "My name is Cheng Jing, a special student in the sports hospital. Next, you will follow me, don't make any noise, don't drag your legs! I only protect you until you go downstairs to find your roommate. Did you hear it?"

What's wrong with her having a thug rushing to work?

Cang Xiaoman nodded, looking obedient and obedient as if he was quiet and obedient throughout the process.
Chapter completed!