Inkmark first searched the room on the thirteenth floor, and conducted a carpet search of every corner, and found no trace of zombies. After finishing the inventory of this floor, the ink mark then climbed to the fourteenth floor, which has not been up yet, and the situation is unknown, and it needs to be checked first, it looks like it is intended to be used as a dormitory or something, there are a few beds and wooden single beds, but there are no bedding or anything, and other than that, there is garbage all over the floor, and there is no gain. The rooftop ink marks don't want to go up, the door is locked, if you want to go up to check, you have to break the door, destroy this layer of defense, I feel a little more than worth the loss.

Mo Jian then walked down, he was still not worried about Mo Ning'er, so he returned to the room where Mo Ning'er was, looking at her still lying on the floor and sleeping, there was no way, and his heart was very sad. Moji sighed, thinking to himself: Since this is a hotel, there should be quilts and mattresses or something, and I will quickly bring them up later, so that Ning'er can sleep more comfortably.

The ink marks went down quickly, and the remaining floors were thoroughly checked in the same way, and no problems were found. The functions of each floor of the entire building and the distribution of materials are generally clear. There is an underground garage at the bottom of the building, but fortunately, the gate is also locked, there is no problem, and there is nothing to use. The ink marks just blocked the road from the underground garage to the first floor with furniture.

The first floor is the reception hall of the hotel and other companies here, where there are only staff offices and reception rooms, and the only materials that can be used are 36 carbon pens, 10 boxes of A4 paper, 2 fruit knives and 19 kettles. The main problem on the first floor is that there are too many exits, there are a total of 6 exits, two gates, four safety exits, and all but one that has been kicked open by ink marks are intact. For the sake of safety, he chose to get all the things on the first floor out and stack them at various doorways to form a second line of defense. In order to be more secure, after Ink Marks transferred the things he needed to use to the second floor, he then summoned tentacles and changed to a giant hammer state, smashing down the stairs between the second and first floors to prevent zombies from coming.

There is nothing on the second to fifth floors, all of them are unfurnished rooms and office desks and chairs. Again, it's safe to do – plug the windows.

The sixth to twelfth floors are the accommodation area of the hotel, which contains many useful things: shampoo, shower gel, toothpaste, cups, mattresses, mattresses, pajamas, mineral water, tea, bath towels...... Mo Ji quickly rolled up everything on a bed, dragged a mattress and hurried up to the thirteenth floor, threw the mattress into a corner, laid out the mattress sheets or something, and transferred Mo Ning'er to the comfortable nest built for her. Mo Ji took this opportunity, took a break, sat next to Mo Ning'er, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. I was busy for nearly three hours, and I found time to take care of Mo Ning'er, and I realized that it was not easy for my parents...... If mom is here, no matter how busy she is, she will take care of her sister, right? Instead of throwing it on the ground for three hours before coming up. Ink Marks smiled bitterly, and his mood was a little low, but the current environment was better than sadness. Mo Ji twisted open a bottle of mineral water and helped Mo Ning'er up, trying to feed her a little, but the water flowed out. Mo Jian shook his head, took a sip of himself, put it in his mouth, put it into Mo Ning'er's mouth, and fed her one bite at a time. After feeding half a bottle of water, Mo Ji gently put Mo Ning'er down, covered the quilt, and continued to be busy.

Ink Marks walked downstairs and thought about what he still needed to do: bring his suitcase, and the water, shower gel, etc., and it was better to bring the bed again, and then let her sleep more comfortably.

"Half a step can't live without your sister." Mo Mo, the little devil, began to chatter again. "You sister maniac."

"As an older brother, is it wrong to do this?" Ink asked rhetorically.

"No, no, it's just one more of the same kind, a little excited, to share the joy with you."

Inkmark paused and said, "She's not, absolutely not. ”

"Don't kid yourself, you saw her eat people, didn't you?"

"Shut your foul mouth."

"Hey, you can, I don't think your sister is human." Mo Mo's voice gradually disappeared.

The inkmark slammed into the wall, cracking and splattering the cement on the wall. "Bastard." Inkmark roared in his heart: I know! I know! We're both monsters! Not people! You've said! Damn it.

Anger didn't solve anything, and the ink marks wasted a few minutes. Ink Marks walked to the bathroom and washed his face to sober himself up.

Inkmark sighed and walked out of the bathroom. At least there's water, and some good news. Ink Marks dried the water droplets on his hands, walked to a bed, threw a large pile of toothbrushes, slippers, towels, and everything on it, and dragged it to leave. At this time, heavy snow fell in the sky, and one after another snowflakes fell, and the ink marks felt that the air was a little colder. Insulation is also a serious problem...... No matter what, bring these things up first, and then go and bring up the box on the second floor, thinking about insulation. Tentacles sprang out of Inkmark's back, helping Inkmark to carry the bed up.

After coming to the thirteenth floor, Mo Jian quickly reported Mo Ning'er to the bed, and then turned her over, adding a layer of quilt to make her warmer. Inkmark looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, which had turned the world white. In the past, it was difficult to see such white snow when it was trampled into mud by cars and pedestrians not long after it fell. The last time there was snow was in November. Inkmark sighed and headed downstairs. Also, there are so many things waiting for him to do. Inkmark left the place again. Then again, what day is it?

Five minutes later, Inkmark came up from the second floor dragging boxes and hot water bottles. Mo Ji sat on the mattress, opened the box and began to count, the things Ouyang Li had given: bows, arrows, guns, bullets, medicine, and nothing else. Ink Mark picked up the M50/0 revolver/gun, and touched the cold gun/handle, and Ink Mark felt a lot more at ease. He opened the wheel, and there were no bullets, so Inkmark pulled five rounds out of the ammunition box, one of which was loaded......

"Brother......

Ink Marks immediately jumped up and stepped to the side of Mo Ning'er's bed.