My apocalyptic heroine has come true

Fang Ming hesitated for a moment and asked again.

"So, is my voice nice?"

"Ha ha……"

Li Tao was amused by Fang Ming's question.

However, patients are willing to care about their own image, whether it is appearance or voice, which is a positive feedback.

This proves that the other person is treating his or her life in a very optimistic way.

As a nurse, what Li Tao wants to see most is an improvement in the patients' mentality.

Li Tao smiled and replied, "Your voice is very nice, and it sounds very clean. And you've been speaking more and more powerfully lately, without the weak feeling you had before."

"Uh-huh."

After hearing what Li Tao said, Fang Ming cleared his throat again.

He pinched his Adam's apple and coughed lightly.

Li Tao looked back at him and couldn't help but smile.

Maybe the patient in Ward 3 is in an online romance?

I've been watching him playing with his phone every day lately...

The door of the ward closed gently.

Silence returned to the room.

It was already nightfall, and the streetlights outside the window were lit up in patches. Strands of white light shone through the curtains, and the bright light added a bit of emptiness to the room.

Fang Ming opened the game.

He saw the heroine Xia Xiaochi sitting alone on a chair made of used tires, carefully carving two plastic tubes with her deft hands.

Where's my new skin?

Fang Ming dragged the camera around and looked around, repeatedly confirming that the heroine had not changed into new clothes.

Xia Xiaochi was still wearing her blood-stained shirt and a tactical vest with several holes in it.

The clothes that Fang Ming bought from the store were lying on the ground intact.

"..."

Fang Ming then sent a string of ellipsis.

He found that sometimes, text communication is indeed more efficient than voice communication.

For example, when people are speechless, they can use words to express themselves accurately.

"Big System...Brother System, I'm making furniture!"

Xia Xiaochi's eyes were always glancing at the communication equipment.

Until she finally got the system, she excitedly showed off her new creations.

"This is a plastic table. I put my food on it to make it easier to eat. It can also be used as a workbench when I'm assembling some small parts..."

"And this one, a used tire stool. Even though it looks a bit crooked, it's very comfortable to sit on."

"Oh, by the way, I also made a bed, a row of cabinets, and iron barrels that can be pushed out to transport more supplies!"

"Also, those aluminum cans are really sturdy. I plan to collect some more. Maybe I can fill them with gunpowder to make explosives!"

Xia Xiaochi excitedly showed Fang Ming the results of his work today.

In just one afternoon, Xia Xiaochi had put this 100-square-meter shelter in order.

She used upright iron sheets as partitions to divide the space into several areas according to different functions.

Fang Ming took a quick look at the shelter's thumbnail and discovered that it was a prototype of a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

Two storage rooms, a multi-purpose bedroom, and an entrance hall.

One of the storage rooms is used to store food, while the other is used to store collected garbage.

Both food and garbage are classified and stacked in order. Despite the large amount, it does not look messy at all.

Although Xia Xiaochi likes to pick up junk, she is also good at cleaning and storage.

In this way, Fang Ming's shelter became even cleaner and tidier.

"good. 』

After reviewing it, Fang Ming gave a polite compliment.

Xia Xiaochi smiled upon hearing this and continued to enjoy himself:

"I put a bed in this middle area. I noticed that the dispersal lamp at home has a heat preservation function, so I moved the bed under the lamp... Also, from this position, I can see the communication display as soon as I open my eyes. If anything happens, I can respond to the instructions of the system brother immediately."

Xia Xiaochi explained why he arbitrarily divided the central area into a bedroom.

She breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the other party had no objection to this.

Pursing his lips, Xia Xiaochi hesitated and continued, "Um...Brother System, should I prepare a room for you?"

"Prepare a room for me?"

On the other side of the phone, Fang Ming looked at Xia Xiaochi's sincere eyes and felt happy.

The other party actually considered it.

This was beyond Fang Ming's expectations.

It's a pity that...

They weren't even in the same dimension.

In the last century, anything left for Fang Ming would be a waste of resources.

"Hmm... If Big System, Big System Brother suddenly feels like visiting this shelter one day, at least he'll have his own room..."

In the picture, the little heroine frankly expressed her inner thoughts.

Hearing this, Fang Ming's smile deepened.

Although this is just a string of data, Fang Ming feels that there is no harm in having one more home.

It just so happened that he was homeless too.

"OK."

After getting the consent from the system boss, Xia Xiaochi immediately became full of energy and started to work.

"Then you can live next door to me!"

There were clanging sounds coming from the shelter, and soon Fang Ming's room was isolated.

According to Fang Ming's own requirement of "only five square meters", Xia Xiaochi reserved five square meters of space next to his own room.

Considering that he could only make some tattered little furniture at this stage, which was obviously not qualified to be placed in the room of the system boss, Xia Xiaochi was not in a hurry to decorate the room.

She fished a candy wrapper from her pocket.

Then, he carefully placed it on the floor of the small room.

This was the outer packaging of the candy that Xia Xiaochi received from the System Brother for the first time.

This candy has special meaning to her.

This was the first time she tasted "sweetness" after leaving her parents.

It was this feeling that made Xia Xiaochi even more grateful that he was able to survive.

"From now on, whether you come to this shelter or not, this area will always be prepared for you!"

As he spoke, Xia Xiaochi clasped his hands together.

From then on, this small five square meters not only occupied an area in the shelter, but also occupied a considerable place in her heart.

Looking at the little heroine bowing deeply to him with her hands clasped together, Fang Ming felt both amused and relieved.

I'm behind you, and you're sticking your butt out to worship me?

But... the little heroine is indeed a good girl who knows how to be grateful.

You have to feed her more.

Chapter 22 Where is my battle suit?

"Why don't you change into new clothes?"

Simply plan the spatial layout of the shelter.

Fang Ming changed the subject and asked about serious matters.

Urgent, urgent.

Where's my tactical uniform?

If I don't change it quickly and show it to him, he'll be thinking about it all night and might even dream about it tonight.

Fang Mingyou tried poking and clicking on his phone, but this game had too few interactive methods and there was no interaction at all.

In the past, when Xia Xiaochi was asleep, Fang Ming could poke her face to interact with her. But as long as Xia Xiaochi was awake, this clicking function lost its effect.

What sleep play.

This crappy game always gives him some unreasonable but very serious things.

"It's been in beta for so many days, why haven't they released any new features yet?"

"One-touch clothes change, hand-feeding, click-to-play plot, at least one of these should be served, right?!"

Fang Ming clicked the screen several times and gritted his teeth.

The game updates too slowly.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and there is not even a 0KB update.

Is this the right attitude for a beta-tested pay-to-win game?

In the shelter.