The house they want to live in has a higher floor, because the higher the floor, the fewer zombies can climb up.

After all, zombies won't be idle, so they will climb upstairs when they have nothing to do.

"Feeling...... It's the same as picking a new house with you. Mo Wen, who was looking back and forth at the house, suddenly laughed, revealing a small dimple on the left side of his face, which looked quite sunny.

"Huh." Yu Lan continued to scream.

In the end, Mowen chose a building with a little water storage inside, and it happened that this building was more than thirty stories high.

He was on the alert, and when he found the staircase, he went up.

In the two years since the outbreak of the end times, this building should have not been inhabited again, so the stairway full of decomposing corpses smelled very bad.

"Whew." Yu Lan seemed to sneeze, and she retracted her head into her backpack with a disgruntled glare.

Mo Wen's sense of smell as a twelfth-order supernatural is also quite sensitive, so this pungent smell should smell similar to torture to him. But from the beginning to the end, he didn't have any particularly uncomfortable reactions, he hummed a little tune, and one by one he began to look for a house that he was satisfied with.

The door lock of the house where he and Yu Lan live must not be broken, and the furniture inside must be complete, and there must be a big bed.

Mowen thought his request was simple, but he finally found a satisfactory house on the twentieth floor.

Many of the locks of the doors here have been tampered with, and someone must have come in to rummage for food, and he couldn't get in if the door locks were not broken. And the house he is looking for now is very good, it should be the reason why the original owner ran out in a hurry, the door of this house is open, and the lock is naturally not broken.

Yu Lan put it on the sofa, Mo Wen glanced at the bedroom, walked back and opened the door with an expressionless face.

There was a rotting smell in the bedroom, looking at the zombies lying on the ground that had rotted and died because they had not eaten for a long time, Mowen squatted down and gouged at its head, and sure enough, he didn't find the crystal nucleus.

Displeased with the dagger, he leaned down and grabbed the zombie's tattered clothes, opened the window and threw it out.

After all, it was a building more than twenty stories high, and this zombie who was already dead was instantly smashed into pulp, and the dead could not die again.

"Huh." Yu Lan in the living room was still struggling to squeeze out of her bag, roaring angrily from time to time, and then glaring at Mo Wen.

However, Mowen's reaction was still the same as usual, he walked over and rubbed Yu Lan's head, hugged her for a while, and then calmly began to clean up the room.

This room no longer has the atmosphere of the people who lived in it before, but some photos and other things still make Mo Wen dislike it.

In his eyes, the current Yu Lan is actually like a child who doesn't know anything, and putting photos of these irrelevant people in front of the child doesn't make him unhappy.

Throwing all the photos in the room out of the window, Mowen cleaned up the whole room up and down before he walked to the bathroom satisfied, opened the control valve and released the water.

The reason why he values this building is because there is still a little pre-apocalyptic stored water in this building, although this water has already tasted, but it can still let him give Yu Lan a simple bath.

It is not easy to find water in this day and age.

Because of the pollution of the river, the water that can be drunk by humans now must be the water purified by the water system superpowers, and neither rainwater nor groundwater can be directly used for drinking.

The Hydromorphic cannot make water, but they can purify it and refine it from water that humans can drink.

After putting the water away, Mowen returned to the living room, and for the first time, Yu Lan took it out of his backpack.

Yu Lan is very light, not only because she has become a zombie, and the muscles and blood in her body have deteriorated, but also because her lower body has been eaten by other zombies.

Zombies only have an appetite for fresh humans, maybe they became zombies after eating Yu Lan's legs, so only the current upper body remains.

Looking at Yu Lan's empty lower body, Mo Wenrumo's eyes gradually became a little scarlet, he closed his eyes, ignored the slimy dirt on Yu Lan's body, and gently hugged her in his arms.

Now he can't wait to catch all the zombies that ate Yu Lan, cut open their stomachs and get Yu Lan's meat back.

His blue blue, even if he was eaten by himself, he didn't want others to touch it.

"Huh." Yu Lan didn't know what Mo Wen was thinking, she laboriously reached out and pushed Mo Wen's head away, trying her best to keep the sweet smell of meat away from her.

Mo Wen raised his head to look at Yu Lan's innocent eyes, and suddenly turned her over to look at her back.

There was an explosion mark on Yu Lan's back, as if he had been hit by a bullet.

Carefully shoved a finger into the wound, Mo Wen saw that Yu Lan didn't react before he moved, his slender fingers took out a bullet from it.

Looking at the North District logo on the bullet, Mo Wen's thin lips under the bridge of his tall nose evoked a gentle smile to the extreme.

These humans who hurt Lan Lan, is it better for him to kill them, or is it better for them to live than to die? Maybe he could strangle those people's necks, put them in the oil pot, or feed them to the zombies?

Ah, it's exciting to think about.

Shoving the bullet into his pocket, Morvin buried his head deep in Blue's neck, trembling all over.

Of course, this was not a tremor of fear, but a tremor of uncontrollable excitement.

Yu Lan still didn't know anything as always, she muttered uncomfortably, and her empty eyes looked back and forth at the house in front of her.

Mo Wen felt that he had finally calmed down his mood, so he got up and hugged Yu Lan into the bathroom.

However, Yu Lan doesn't like water very much.

Her first reaction after touching the water was to hug Mowen's head, and she couldn't live or die.

"Lanlan, good." Mo Wen, who was about to be covered to death, finally moved his head away from Yu Lan's chest, patted her head, and poured water from her back.

Perhaps because he found that the struggle had no effect, Yu Lan whined twice uncomfortably, and rubbed Mowen's arm pitifully, looking like a coquettish little milk dog.

"Good, you're so dirty, what if there's any bad bugs?" Mo Wen was reluctant to make her uncomfortable when she saw Yu Lan like this, and she didn't want to bathe her a little. But Yu Lan's originally rotten body was prone to insects, and if he didn't clean it, he really didn't want to see the scene after that.

Yu Lan, who couldn't understand Mowen's words, still held Mowen's arm, but the person still obediently lay in the bathtub.

"Lanlan, this injury was caused before you became a zombie, right?"

The slender fingertips scratched the wound on the back of the blue, and Mo Wen flicked his fingertips lightly and sighed.

Yu Lan should have been a fifth-order ability before he turned into a zombie, and no matter how he was, he should not be bitten like this by the zombies in the first area of the Land of Death.