Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 88: Bringing Girlfriends to the Apocalypse 1

The house that Sirong and Yanyan live in now is a two-bedroom apartment rented in an old residential building.

This type of old building does not have an elevator and can only be built up to seven floors.

The country has regulations that if a building is more than seven stories high, an elevator must be installed.

So in the 1980s and 1990s, developers built many such buildings in the country.

The owners of this house are an elderly couple, and the company allocated them a family apartment.

Now that I am old and can’t climb the stairs, I rent out the house.

Because it is on the top floor of a building, the room is very hot in the summer and not very warm in the winter.

The rental price is cheaper than the same type of room.

Although it is a two-bedroom apartment, this old house does not have a living room. It really only has two rooms and a corridor.

Of course there are still bathrooms and kitchens, but they are a little smaller.

Sirong and Yanyan certainly had no objection to this. They had slept in large dormitories when they were in the orphanage, and that was already pretty good.

And it’s a two-bedroom apartment, which is a rental condition tailor-made for them.

There is no other reason, the main reason is that all the houses nearby, except for this building, have been relocated. If you want to rent a house nearby at this price.

I could only rent a small apartment with a large open space. Not only was the room small, but I also had to pay an extra two months' deposit.

Apart from the fact that the decoration is a little more fashionable than this house, the rest of the house really has no value for money.

I heard that this building will be relocated in a few years. The main reason is that the property rights of several houses in this building are still in the hands of the company, and they have been arguing over the issue of relocation compensation.

Sirong and Yanyan woke up at night, and Sirong could already hear Yanyan walking out of her room.

The two of them lived at home and had never had the habit of locking the door. Yanyan pushed open Sirong's door and came in and hugged Sirong.

"Rongrong, we're back!"

Sirong held Yanyan's hands and looked at Yanyan who was smiling brightly.

"Yes, I'm back."

"Great! I just checked my phone and it was the day we traveled through time.

Nothing has changed.

Oh, right, check the space quickly, have you followed us back?"

Sirong straightened the collar of her pajamas. It was all wrinkled, probably because she had just rolled around in bed.

"Just calm down and listen to me, don't be anxious.

The space followed, but it seems we can't get in. I just tried, but I couldn't even get anything in."

"Ah? I've stored a lot of gold, silver, and jewelry in there!

Ah! Ah! Ah! My dream of getting rich quickly is about to be shattered! "

Yanyan looked crazy and rolled around on Sirong's bed.

Sirong walked to the windowsill and looked at the night view outside.

"Don't mourn your dream of getting rich quick yet. Haven't you noticed that things are a little different here?"

Yanyan looked at Sirong with a confused look on her face: "What's different? I didn't notice."

"The spiritual energy in the air has increased. Come and listen outside. It seems to be the sound of trees growing."

Yanyan walked towards Sirong without caring: "How can trees make sounds when they grow? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed it.

There is indeed spiritual energy in the air. I had stayed in this space for a long time before and didn’t notice the difference.

After Yanyan walked over, the two of them stood quietly by the window, looking at the darkness outside.

The night outside is very dark, without any moonlight, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a crackling sound.

If you have been to a bamboo forest in spring, you will also hear this sound.

That is the sound of bamboo growing, proclaiming its growth.

"Don't tell me, it really is the sound of trees growing."

Yanyan looked at Sirong with surprise, but saw Sirong's serious expression.

Sirong looked into Yanyan's eyes and said, "Yanyan, we might be in big trouble."

"What trouble?"

Seeing Sirong's serious look, Yanyan put away her smile and looked at her seriously.

"We live in an old residential complex with not much green space, only some low shrubs serving as green belts.

Listen to the sound, what is growing so fast?

There are indeed cases of spiritual energy reviving and plants and animals growing rapidly, but if we continue at this rate, I don’t know what will become of our place.”

Sirong and Yanyan found a flashlight at home and shone it out the window.

It was still pitch black, as if there was something thick in the air that swallowed up the light.

Yanyan and her friends bought this flashlight for the night shift. At that time, they worked in a convenience store. When they worked the night shift, they had to walk a long way on the way back to a place without street lights.

Both of them are girls, and for safety reasons they bought a high-powered flashlight and put it in their bags.

The brightness is comparable to the high beam of a car.

Seriously, when you open it at night, it gives you the illusion that it's daybreak.

But now when I look out the window, it is all dark.

Sirong did not hide it from Yanyan and told her that the space had given her a warning when she just came back.

She told Yanyan what 571 had said to her.

Then the two of them sat in the room, staring at each other.

The main reason is that we know too little information now, and we don’t know what the outside world has become.

It is absolutely impossible to go out and check at this time.

The best way is to wait until tomorrow morning and see what the situation is.

Even though Yanyan was the one who took care of Sirong before, ever since Sirong came here, Yanyan unconsciously followed her ideas.

If there are any decisions that need to be made, Si Rong will make the arrangements.

There was no point in thinking about those things now, so Sirong began to teach Yanyan to meditate and practice the Soul Condensation Technique.

The spiritual energy here is no less than that in the space, and it is even richer.

Instinctively, Sirong and Yanyan lifted the mattress to the small corridor between the two rooms.

Sirong had a feeling that there was something dangerous at the window in the bedroom.

It’s better to stay a little further away.

The main effect of the Soul Condensation Technique is to strengthen the soul and act on mental power.

There are other skills in the space. Although Sirong did not take them out, based on her current memory.

You can write it down completely, and then see which exercise will be useful at that time.

After a night of meditation, both of them felt clear-minded.

When the sky was just getting light, Sirong and the others heard some movement near the windowsill.

The two looked at each other, found a clothesline, took it in their hands and walked over quietly.

The moment the curtains were opened, Yanyan looked into a pair of big eyes.

She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

Sirong was also shocked. What was this thing?

It has a head the size of a basketball and a pair of transparent wings flapping behind it.