In the apocalypse with supernatural powers, it’s useless even if I can control the wind and turn my

Ma Momo moved back and said, "Let's just stop." He hesitated and looked at Zhang Wusi.

"What's wrong? Are you injured somewhere?" Zhang Wusi asked.

Ma Momo pointed at Zhang Wusi, "Don't you feel disgusted? Can't you smell it?"

She conjured up a mirror and showed it to Zhang Wusi.

Zhang Wusi leaned over. The self in the mirror was covered in blood, and most importantly, there were yellow and white sticky objects on his face and hair. She came back to her senses and took a strong sniff, and the fishy smell hit her nostrils.

"Ugh." Zhang Wusi turned his head and vomited all over the floor. When she calmed down, the indescribable fishy smell was still surrounding her body, "It smells really bad. It's not just the smell of blood. What are these? Can't they be brains?"

Zhang Wusi looked at Ma Momo. They looked at each other and turned their heads at the same time. "Ugh." They vomited on the floor.

Zhang Wusi crawled toward Ma Momo while vomiting, "Here, give me a hug. I'm doing this for you. You can't do it by yourself."

Ma Momo stepped back in horror, and with a "chirp" sound, she pressed down the greasy and soft thing with her hand. She had a bad premonition in her heart. She raised her hand and saw that it was the zombie's head that exploded, and the scalp was broken off. And long hair. "vomit."

"Hey, I caught you." Zhang Wusi pounced on Ma Momo.

"Ugh." Both people vomited at the same time.

She rubbed against Ma Momo again, originally wanting to rub it clean. The viscous liquid on the face is slightly dry and solidified. When it is rubbed up and down, the feeling of the liquid exploding is more obvious.

"Ugh." Both people vomited at the same time.

"Please, please let me go, I can't stand it anymore, it's too disgusting." Ma Momo said.

Zhang Wusi looked up from his arms and saw Ma Momo's pale face. He felt that he was almost done and was about to leave her. Unexpectedly, Ma Momo happened to see Zhang Wusi's raised yellow, white and red face, and a fishy smell assaulted his nostrils. With a look on his face, he turned around and vomited out. "vomit."

Zhang Wusi got up from her angrily, "Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore, look back and see what that is?"

After listening silently, Ma looked towards where Zhang Wusi was pointing. A headless corpse, with the broken neck facing Ma Momo, and not a single piece of meat on the whole body. The minced meat and organs were spread on the surrounding ground, and traces of blood were exploding on the ground, walls, and even There were still bits of minced meat hanging on the ceiling.

"How about it? It's awesome. I beat him." Zhang Wusi said proudly.

"Yeah, awesome. Vomiting..." Ma silently praised Zhang Wusi and continued to vomit, even the stomach acid was vomited out. "Let's go, let's go quickly, I can't do it anymore, you are awesome. Ugh..."

They walked from 3801 to 3802 and locked the door. Although it was empty, the bathroom was still usable.

Ma Momo asked Zhang Wusi to go to the sink and conjured up a few bottles of water and a few towels. "Wash it yourself, wash it well, there are enough water pipes." He also conjured up two sets of cleaning staff's work clothes, "One set for each person. Fortunately, there are big code."

Zhang Wusi muttered, retching and wiping his face, arms, and hands.

"Is there any shampoo?" Zhang Wusi asked.

"Of course." Ma Momo conjured up the hotel's shampoo and asked Zhang Wusi to lower his head and squeeze the shampoo for her. Zhang Wusi rubbed her hair, and Ma Momo picked up the bottled water and poured it on her head at a steady speed.

Zhang Wusi finished washing his hair, wrapped it in a towel, threw the dirty clothes aside and began to wipe himself.

Ma Momo turned around, walked to the shower room, took off the clothes that were stained by Zhang Wusi, used water and towels to wipe herself clean, put on cleaning clothes, and was clean.

Ma Momo walked to the living room, transformed into a single sofa, and sat down to wait for her.

After cleaning up, Zhang Wusi saw through the peephole that there were no zombies. He opened the door a crack and shouted into the corridor, but no zombies appeared.

The two people quickly ran through the elevator hall, rushed into 3803, closed the door, locked it, and put their chairs against the door.

3803 is the room directly opposite the previous stairwell, the only one with the door open.

Zhang Wusi walked straight into the room, faced the bed, and threw himself on the bed with his hands and feet moving up and down. "Ah, it's comfortable, this soft bed." She turned over and rolled up the quilt and wrapped it around her body. "It's finally over. I want to have a good sleep. I'm tired."

"Your hair is not dry yet, lie down and stick your head out." Ma walked over silently.

Zhang Wusi obediently stretched his head out of the quilt and arched it to the edge of the bed like a maggot. His hair was placed on the edge of the bed, hanging down naturally. Ma Momo took a towel to wipe her hair.

"There are zombies across from us, are you afraid?" Zhang Wusi asked Ma Momo. She was talking about the zombies that ran out of the stairwell and were locked in the stairs, although they didn't hit the door now.

"What's the use of being afraid? You're not the only one who can fight. If you die, I will die too." Ma Momo said, "Have a good rest. Most zombies can't open this door."

"Hehe, don't worry, I can beat even muscle zombies. Small zombies like this are no big deal." Zhang Wusi said proudly. "But I need to take a rest first. Fighting is a bit exhausting."

"We have passed today, or we should leave tomorrow. I think there is really no rescue. The rich helicopters can fly around in the sky, and no one is paying attention to the shooting. Let me slow down for a while, and I will kill everyone tomorrow... "Zhang Wusi fell asleep while talking.

Ma Momo dried Zhang Wusi's hair, walked to the door, moved the big sofa to the door, made a quilt, and kept vigil until he fell asleep.

The next morning, Ma Momo didn't call Zhang Wusi and let her sleep until she woke up naturally.

"I should have dried your hair yesterday. Does your head hurt when you wake up?" Ma Momo asked.

"Yeah, I've dried it off, my head doesn't hurt, and I slept well. You're so good." Zhang Wusi replied.

"Wash up. Let's move our position today." Ma Momo said.

While Ma Momo waited for Zhang Wusi to wash up, he opened the hotel's City C brochure. There was a map of City C with dense notes on it. Ma Momo studied it carefully while Zhang Wusi was sleeping.

Zhang Wusi came out of the toilet, and Ma Mo called her, "Come, let's take a look at the planned route."

Zhang Wusi saw the colorful circles and lines on it, "I'll go, you're really good, but I'm a little dazzled, tell me about it."

Ma Momo gave a general outline of the plan.