Chapter 20 Gift from a small space...
Why did her daughter, who usually loved salty fish paralysis the most, suddenly do this?
It feels so magical.
Xie Ning turned to look at her confused mother, "It was taught by the teacher in school."
The teacher teaches this? ?
"Where did you get these oil storage barrels?"
Xie Ning was also confused. These materials collected in the previous life had never been seen in the villa. How did she take them out?
After thinking about it for a while, my mind moved slightly.
What appeared in front of Xie Ning at this time was no longer the lobby of her villa, but a small two-square-meter space that she was very familiar with in her previous life.
She knew the purpose of every item in the small space.
Although small, many tools inside are very useful, including these two oil storage barrels and a small manual oil pump.
A small storage space filled with memories belonging to Xie Ning.
The big ax used to kill zombies, the blade of which was almost curled, was leaning quietly next to the tool box.
Xie Ning didn't want to throw it away. Even though the long knife she had in hand was so sharp and its attack speed was tens of millions of times better than that of a machete, she still didn't want to throw it away.
"Ning Ning?"
Xie Ning's thoughts changed again, and the living room of the big villa appeared in front of her again.
This is quite good, Xie Ning thought to herself. It turns out that her two square meters of worthless space has not disappeared and can be mobilized at any time.
So now she has room for one big and one small.
Although it's weird, it's still a good thing.
After all, she still kept a lot of very practical tools in that small space before, including handmade maps for walking in the apocalypse, etc. It would be a pity to lose these.
"It's okay, Mom. This oil barrel and the oil extraction tool were actually given to me after I obtained the space power."
"The small space also provides professional tools?" Song Youai looked curious, "Then the benefits provided by this space power are really good."
Xie Ning laughed awkwardly, "God knows this and you know it and I know it."
Song Youai nodded quickly and raised his hand to seal her mouth, "Don't worry, my dear, Mom won't say anything."
After pumping out two barrels of oil, they packed up their tools and ran out of the gas station.
When he raised his eyes, he saw two panic-looking young men and women rushing out of the convenience store opposite.
The two of them each held a pile of messy food in their hands and kept dropping it as they ran. There were roars and shouts behind them.
"Mom, let's go." Xie Ning grabbed Song Youai's hand and turned around to run away.
The glass door of the convenience store suddenly shattered, and a dumbfounded zombie rushed out of the house with a head full of glass fragments, staggered around in a circle, and walked in the direction of the screaming couple.
"Go away, go away!" the woman screamed, and kept hitting the zombies behind her with the snack bag in her arms.
In a panic, she hit a tree and screamed in pain.
The cry seemed to be a signal to the zombies, inducing them to stagger towards her.
The woman's legs were so frightened that she looked at the man who ran ten meters away as if asking for help, "Help me. Zhang Yang, help me!"
Zhang Yang, holding a pile of things, turned to look at the woman, swallowed, and hesitated whether to turn around and give her a tug.
But at this moment, a car that was driving crookedly rushed towards them with a roar.
Xie Ning secretly cursed an idiot, pulled her mother and dodged aside.
The RV whizzed past them like it was drunk, and plunged into the convenience store, making a loud noise.