Looking around the dormitory, I couldn't find any handy weapons. God knows, even the boss had to cut up the fruit and bring it back on weekdays. I couldn't even find a decent fruit knife in the dormitory.

Thinking back to the sharpest thing in the dormitory, it was actually the nail clippers in the drawer...

Nail clippers are useless! Take them out and give a zombie a manicure!

With a subtle "bang", Cang Xiaoman's chaotic thoughts were interrupted.

She was horrified to find that one of the hinges connecting the door and the door frame had been broken, and the other one seemed to be in danger, on the verge of breaking down at any time.

At this time, the person outside the door, whom she once thought was a perverted zombie, had successfully squeezed half of his head into the crack of the door. Half of his blue-grey face was baring his teeth at her crazily.

Looking at the crumbling door, Cang Xiaoman unconsciously took two steps back. For a moment, he knocked down the clothes drying rack they built with bamboo poles on the balcony.

Clothes rack!

Seeing the zombies that were about to enter the house, Cang Xiaoman picked up a bamboo pole scattered on the ground and sprinted with his eyes closed.

Hearing a "pop" sound, Cang Xiaoman felt as if an immature melon had been pierced, and the door that had been shaking crazily stopped moving.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the bamboo pole in his hand had been nailed into the zombie's left eye, stringing it firmly to 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 fell outside the dormitory door.

Suddenly, a faint wave of spiritual energy came from the air. Cang Xiaoman looked at the bamboo pole in his hand in shock, and saw a little light shining in the gap at the tip of the bamboo pole.

"Spiritual stone?"

Cang Xiaoman quickly ran to the balcony, turned on the faucet and rinsed for a long time. Only then did a crystal-clear stone with green fluorescence emerge, the size of a fingernail.

Although the stone looked a little weird, the aura filled with it made Cang Xiaoman let down his guard. He skillfully held the stone in his hand.

The spiritual energy slowly penetrated into her limbs and bones like a trickle, and finally gathered at the Lingtai point at the back of her heart. A water drop the size of a mung bean quickly condensed at the location of the demon pill in the previous life.
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Cang Xiaoman opened his eyes suddenly, and a different kind of brilliance flashed in his big and smart eyes.

Are her powers back?

Reach out and touch your cheek...

The familiar warehouse, as well as the neatly stacked spiritual plants and magic weapons are all back!

"This little body can be replenished." Cang Xiaoman said to himself while flipping through the mountains of bottles and cans.

He casually threw a low-level spirit-boosting pill into his mouth like a jelly bean.

A touch of sweetness spreads in the mouth, and feeling the spiritual energy gradually filling the limbs, Cang Xiaoman slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which made his head, which was still aching a little, much more relaxed.

The door looked crumbling, and the dormitory was obviously not suitable for staying any longer.

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

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

Take it away.

Seeing that there were only three empty bed frames left in the dormitory like locusts passing through, Cang Xiaoman nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed with a WeChat notification, 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, please don’t go out, I will find a way@......￥return￥】

【……&(*——】

Cang Xiaoman hurriedly turned off the sound of her phone and looked at the WeChat message sent by Ling Xueer. She could barely understand the first two words, but the rest were all incomprehensible gibberish.

Cang Xiaoman hesitated for a moment and then replied directly:

[Xueer, which floor are you trapped on? The dormitory or the teaching building?]

……

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

The bedroom door was slightly distorted by the zombies, and Cang Xiaoman spent a lot of effort to push it open.

The slightly empty corridor of the dormitory was eerily quiet. Except for the zombie on the ground whose face could not be seen clearly, it seemed that no one existed.

But it’s not surprising if you think about it carefully. This building is basically filled with sophomores like Cang Xiaoman. Except for a few who asked for leave and skipped classes, most of the others went to the teaching building for class meetings like Ling Xueer.
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Bypassing the corpses of zombies at the door, Cang Xiaoman carefully moved towards the safe passage at the end of the corridor.

From bottom to top in the "hui"-shaped dormitory building, one or two shrill screams echoed from time to time. But more often there were only sporadic footsteps and quiet sobs, and I didn't know which direction they came from.
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Cang Xiaoman looked down along the patio of the corridor, and a figure flashed from below.

"Wait!" Cang Xiaoman couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

I saw a girl sticking her head out from the corridor. When she saw Cang Xiaoman, there was a little joy on her face, but she quickly became serious again and made a silent gesture towards her.

Cang Xiaoman nodded and tiptoed downstairs quickly. When he reached the fifth and a half floor, he finally met the visitor.

Looking at the naked Cang Xiaoman, the girl was a little surprised, "You came down like this?"

Cang Xiaoman, on the other hand, looked at the girl in front of him. She had short, smart hair, and her whole body was wrapped tightly in clothes with tape. She was holding a wooden stick with a fruit knife tied to the tip. She also carried a very heavy shoulder behind her back.

Bao. Obviously he went downstairs after making full preparations.

It’s really hard to compare people to death, and to compare goods, you have to throw them away.

Seeing that Cang Xiaoman didn't react, the girl just thought she was scared.

He pulled her into the safety door next to him, quickly took out two pieces of clothing from his backpack and wrapped them around her exposed arms, "What's the difference between going downstairs like this and seeking death? If you can't find a weapon, you might as well wear more clothes."

How about two pieces of clothing to protect yourself?"

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

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The short-haired girl packed her backpack and sighed, looking a little helpless, "My name is Cheng Jing, a top student in the physical education college. You just follow me, don't make a sound, don't hold me back! I'm only going to protect you until you go downstairs to find your roommate.

So far, did you hear me?"

Why wouldn't she be happy if there were thugs competing for her work?
Chapter completed!