A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 77: Heat seeps from the pores of the skin

After confirming the location on the map, Zhao Jiayan looked at Liu Qingzhi: "Brother Zhi, shall we go there now?"

Liu Qingzhi thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry."

His original plan was to stay in this coastal area for a day, and then move and search for supplies the next day. Even though Liu Yu sensed the spatial fluctuation, he did not think of changing the original plan because of the spatial fluctuation of a few seconds.

Zhao Jiayan nodded and closed the map on his phone.

At around six o'clock, the entire Hezhou city had already fallen completely dark.

The jellyfish stopped on a beach. The night breeze was very cool. The waves rose gently in waves, and the white waves rolled up some of the soft sand.

Huo Lin was lying on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

Perhaps it was because he had been clearing zombies for several hours, or perhaps it was because some kind of balance in his body was disturbed, so he needed to adapt and adjust in this way.

At this moment, a soft warm glow hit his body, dissipating some of the coldness in his sharp features.

Liu Qingzhi stared at him for two seconds, then pulled open the original curtain and used his plant-based abilities to weave a better concealed screen with rattan silk, completely isolating the space where Huo Lin was.

Finally, he thought about it and attached another layer of water power to the screen.

But in just a few tens of seconds, a wall made up of green radish and water flow was perfectly formed.

It not only divides the space well, but also increases the sound insulation.

Then Liu Qingzhi turned off the lights in this space, leaving only a bedside lamp of appropriate brightness.

After doing all this, Liu Qingzhi left this space and walked towards his own rattan chair swing.

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Jiayan asked, "Brother Zhi, is Brother Lin okay?"

Zhao Jiayan is not stupid. On the contrary, he is very sensitive. In addition, Huo Lin has not deliberately concealed the changes in him, so it is normal for him to find that Huo Lin is a little abnormal compared to usual.

Liu Qingzhi replied: "Let him have a good rest first."

After saying that, Liu Qingzhi thought of something and stood up again. He walked to a flower pot and said to Zhao Jiayan, "Please help me get six strawberry seeds."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayan instantly understood what Liu Qingzhi meant. His eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Brother Zhi, are you going to try to use plant powers to ripen the seeds?"

Liu Qingzhi nodded slightly.

With his current plant power level, he should be able to succeed.

One minute later.

Liu Qingzhi sat back on the rattan swing chair. On his legs was a flowerpot with no holes drilled in the bottom, and the vase was filled with moist nutrient soil.

Liu Qingzhi remembered that it was mentioned at the beginning of the book that after the apocalypse, the crops withered, the sun no longer appeared, and no matter what seeds were sown in the soil, they would not grow.

It can be necrotic in as short as ten minutes or as long as half a day.

But no matter which case, the final result is necrosis, and the seed survival rate is zero.