Daisy was somewhat tempted, but then she felt the corpse core in her pocket and declined.
"I still need to go back to be with Abigail and Little Yellow!"
The puppy had followed her back when she changed clothes earlier and had been locked in the house since.
"Alright, it's late. You should go to sleep early!" Bella expressed some regret.
The two of them saw Daisy off, while Elijah wandered around the house and unplugged unnecessary appliances.
The generator would also need to be turned off soon since the fuel was running low. Keeping it running all night might exhaust the fuel by tomorrow.
It was better to use the gas canister efficiently; luckily, there wasn't much gas left, and they could cook with electricity in the future.
Elijah finished his chores and saw Bella standing elegantly in her JK skirt under the light, her long and fair legs seemed to be shining.
The image of her in the kitchen at noon sparked a fiery desire in him.
Entering the bathroom, Elijah took off his clothes and quickly washed away the sweat. When he came out again, Bella blushed immediately.
"Why... why aren't you wearing clothes?"
"Because I'll have to take them off later anyway..."
Elijah approached and hugged her tightly.
"I'm... I'm still organizing things!" Bella weakly resisted for a moment.
"These things can wait. We can do them tomorrow. We weren't satisfied at noon, so let's continue now... There's no need to worry about Daisy suddenly coming out again..."
Just then, a scene Abigail had seen suddenly flashed through Elijah's mind.
Daisy, under the moonlight, walked gracefully to Abigail, pouting slightly, and fed her a corpse core.
Daisy must have just finished washing because she didn't have any clothes except for a pair of underwear.
Elijah got excited immediately.
He lifted Bella and headed towards the bedroom!
...
Sixth day of the apocalypse.
Today, Elijah and Bella woke up a bit late.
Daisy didn't rush over like she did yesterday.
She had eaten too many snacks last night and didn't feel hungry, so she enjoyed a rare lie-in.
Elijah and Bella had stayed up late yesterday, and Bella didn't understand why Elijah was so excited. He almost killed her.
She deeply felt Elijah's enhanced body strength and formidable recovery after being strengthened again.
Bella was a bit worried.
If his strength continued to increase in the future, would she be able to handle it?
Thinking of this, she pinched Elijah hard.
"What's wrong?" Elijah was dressing and looked at Bella's half-covered appearance, feeling a little tempted again.
Unfortunately, Daisy was about to arrive.
He sensed Daisy's location shifting, first to the first floor, then quickly heading to the fifth floor.
"Elijah, open the door, I want a cold drink!"
Soon, Daisy's energetic voice rang out.
Elijah had just finished dressing and went to open the door for her.
"Huh? Is the generator not working?" Daisy walked in, carrying two cans of cola.
It turned out she had gone downstairs early to get drinks.
"There's not much fuel left, so we tested it yesterday and then turned it off!"
Elijah restarted the generator and placed the drinks in the refrigerator.
"Just wait a moment, by the time Bella finishes breakfast, they'll be nice and cool!"
"Alright!" Daisy pouted.
Soon Bella emerged as well, dressed similarly to yesterday, soft and translucent on top, with a short skirt below.
Elijah noticed that he particularly liked her dressed like this; he had asked her to keep wearing it since last night.
So today, she stuck with the same outfit. Elijah's gaze once again lingered on her, especially on her skirt and legs.
Bella felt a sense of joy in her heart, greeted Daisy, and went into the kitchen to start cooking.
"While we're at it, let's bring up all the water from downstairs!" Elijah called out to Daisy.
The two of them went downstairs, bringing up water and drinks to Elijah's room several times.
"Wow, Elijah, you still wet the bed at this age!" In Elijah's bedroom, Daisy discovered something amusing and immediately teased him.
Elijah looked at the impression on his mattress, a strange smile on his face as he patted Daisy's head.
"Little sis, you're still too innocent!"
"What do you mean?" Daisy dodged him, feeling puzzled.
"What about today's girlfriend privileges?" Elijah suddenly remembered, disrupting her train of thought. "You already have Bella... let her kiss you!"
Daisy grunted discontentedly and dashed off to the kitchen to see Bella cooking. Breakfast was finished in a harmonious atmosphere.
Afterward, Elijah gave Bella three corpse cores and asked her to bury them in flowerpots.
The remnants of the zombie grass have now been entrusted to Bella's care. Whether they can regrow again is truly a matter of miracles rather than just watering.
Last night, a total of six corpse cores were obtained. Another three were given to Daisy to feed Abigail.
During the morning, the three of them each exercised individually. As noon approached, there was suddenly a loud noise from outside.
The three of them gathered on the balcony to see what had happened and noticed a drawing board had fallen to the ground.
Because Elijah and Daisy had cleaned up the nearby zombies yesterday, the commotion only attracted a few zombies from the opposite corridor.
"Elijah, look at the 12th floor across from us," Bella reminded him.
Elijah looked up and saw a man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt on the 12th floor across from them waving at them. Then, the man took out a canvas with three words written on it — "Help me".
"Hmph, an artist! Quite clever!" Elijah quickly figured out the situation.
Last night, when they generated electricity and kept the lights on for a while, it was quite conspicuous in the pitch-black neighborhood.
Moreover, the building opposite had a clear view of the community entrance, as well as their three-wheeled bike parked downstairs and the tightly closed unit door.
With a little thought, it was clear that there were capable people in their building.
"Do we need to rescue him?" Bella asked subconsciously, despite not wanting unfamiliar men to join them.
"Why rescue him when no one came to rescue us?" Besides, one man is enough here!"
"Yeah, we don't need to rescue him!" Daisy agreed, her tone somewhat annoyed.
"Um, Daisy, do you know him?" Elijah asked subconsciously, sensing her displeasure.
"Humph! I don't want to know him. He's a scumbag, a jerk!" Elijah suddenly became interested.
"What's going on? Tell me!"
"He's the art teacher at our school. He often flirts with students because of his looks and talent. I heard he got several students pregnant and irresponsibly abandoned them. Once he met us in the community, knowing that Abigail and I were from the same school, he kept appearing narcissistically in front of us, harassing us. Little did he know that Abigail had already figured him out..." Daisy said angrily.