early morning.

A ray of sunlight shines in.

Lin Fan got up, stretched, dressed and washed.

He dare not use the water from the water plant now. According to the current trend, water resources will be very precious in the future, but in Lin Fan's view, precious is precious, but he has no shortage of it now.

Even if it is lacking.

Can I still wash my face without brushing my teeth?

If you are ugly, you should clean up your appearance. This will make you more energetic and handsome.

Of course, he is not ugly.

I made a simple breakfast and went downstairs to exercise after eating.

This is his habit.

Even if the apocalypse comes, you must not forget to exercise, otherwise you will be left to die by hiding at home every day, not to mention being bitten to death by zombies.

The neighborhood is very quiet.

Lin Fan was usually used to being alone, so he didn't feel much discomfort about this.

After half an hour of exercise.

He walked quietly around the community, mainly inspecting the site.

There is an open space in the community, which is quite large. If you want to grow vegetables, you can only grow them here.

However, this is public territory, not personal.

If he wants to grow vegetables, he naturally needs the consent of the community owners. Therefore, his next task is to notify the community owners.

Even if the apocalypse comes and there are zombies everywhere, there may not be any living owners in the community.

But the process must not be omitted.

"This will be a huge project." Lin Fan encouraged himself. Even if there are many owners, everyone must be informed.

Just do it.

Don't delay.

To do something, you must act at the first time.

Then he pulled out the Frostmourne behind him, not to scare anyone, but to prevent zombies. After all, zombies are very dangerous, and he was afraid of being bitten by zombies.

Lin Fan was walking in the community, shouting at the top of his voice, "Hello, is anyone here? If you hear me, please call back."

If someone comes out, that would be the best thing. You can ask everyone to help and notify you.

"Hey! Did anyone hear you?"

"I am Lin Fan, the owner of Unit 704, Building 2. I want to grow some vegetables in the community. Is there anyone here?"

I shouted for a while, but no one answered.

roar!

When passing by a building, the low roar of zombies was heard inside the building.

The sound of something breaking.

Tread!

There was the sound of running on the stairs.

Crackling!

Several zombies rushed a little too fast and rolled down the stairs, then stood up suddenly and stared at Lin Fan with their pale eyes.

Lin Fan raised his hand and said hello, "Hello."

A good day often starts with a friendly greeting.

Bang!

All around, windows were broken, and zombies directly smashed the windows and jumped down from the building.

Poof!

Some broke their legs, some broke their arms, but to zombies who have no sense of pain, these are just childish matters.

There are a lot of zombies. I didn't expect that there were so many zombies hidden in the community.

"I am the owner here and I want to discuss something with you. Please don't be violent, otherwise I will defend myself."

It's just that his words are like playing the piano to a cow.

The zombies roared and ran madly.

At this moment, Lin Fan was not thinking about how to face the crisis, but thinking about how troublesome it would be to hack them all to death and move the bodies.

"Hey, why bother? Even if we become zombies, if we can communicate well and move independently without disturbing each other, maybe we can still become friends."

He had no choice but to chop them to death with his sword.

Frostmourne's simulated artifact is really domineering and belongs to Kaifeng.

"bring it on."

With a swing of the sword, the oncoming zombies were cut into pieces directly, as soft as cutting tofu, without any difficulty.

After a while.

The zombie corpses all over the ground indicate that a fierce battle just took place here.

【Kill zombies】

[Get points +1]

【Kill zombies】

[Get points +1]

The assistant is very interesting. Every time you kill a zombie, you can get points. It really sounds like playing a game.

"No one is there anymore?"

I continued to wander around the community to see if there were any residents.

it is a pity.

There are no residents, just those uncute zombies.

When he was threatened, he did not hesitate to pick up the law in his hand to defend his own safety. The so-called law was "Frostmourne", the sword known as evil.

But in Lin Fan's hands, even the evil sword shined with dazzling brilliance.

"I am very likely to be the only owner in the community now. According to the land reclamation requirements, as long as I agree, there will be no problems." Lin Fan never wanted to have conflicts with his neighbors.

Whenever you do anything, you will seek the opinions of others.

When I came to the open space behind the community, no one planted anything. It had been abandoned for a long time and was overgrown with weeds. It needed to be cleared.

"Okay, let's start working. Come on."

Lin Fan found tools and began to clear the field of weeds and turn over the soil.

This is a big project with great benefits for the future.

Time passed minute by minute.

In a quiet neighborhood.

Only Lin Fan was hunched over, busy in the field with tools in hand, and he piled the weeds there in an orderly manner.

This is a public community, even if there is no one around, it cannot be made dirty.

The sound of hoeing.

The sound of turning soil.

Sweat spilled, this is the sweat of hard working people.

for a long time.

Lin Fan pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Obviously there is no sweat, but by doing this, you can better immerse yourself in it.

"It's noon. It's time to have lunch. You can continue working in the afternoon."

I wanted to go home.

It suddenly occurred to me that the two mother and daughter touched the simulated artifacts given to them by others behind them.

He left the community.

Come to the market.

The smell here is very pungent, rotten vegetables and meat exude a bad smell.
To be continued...