In the apocalypse, I have a flying house with unlimited upgrades.

【Yes】

Without any further thought, Xu Shuai raised his hand and made his choice.

[House rating in progress...]

[Scanning house layout...]

On the blue screen, something resembling a circular progress bar appeared.

5%......10%......100%

The progress bar rose rapidly, and soon, a pleasant mechanical voice echoed in Xu Shuai's mind.

The property assessment has been completed; the current structural strength is level 8; the estimated renovation time is 90 minutes.

The total area of ​​the house is 540 square meters.

The current house's initial rating is too low. Do you want to bind it? Once the initial house is bound, it cannot be changed.

During the renovation, please ensure that the entire building area is free from strong disturbances.

Upon seeing this notification, Xu Shuai, who had been in high spirits, turned pale.

Having no other choice, he had no choice but to make one.

[Binding successful, please rename]

Xirang

[Flying Cabin successfully restarted]

LV1 Breath of Earth: Currently modifiable flight base surface: 50, total modifiable area: 250 square meters. Excess area will be automatically disassembled and used for reinforcement.

The maximum stable suspension height within the area is 5 meters; any height exceeding this will be automatically decomposed and used for reinforcement.

[Should we change the house layout?]

A three-dimensional image appeared on the blue screen directly in front of Xu Shuai's field of vision.

This is a structural diagram of Yang Kexin's entire villa. The parts that extend beyond the villa are blurred by blue lines.

Xu Shuai was stunned for a moment, then immediately regretted his actions.

This is a huge loss; they should have focused on those super-defense facilities made of reinforced concrete.

This villa looks luxurious and occupies a large area, but in reality, it's all show and no substance; the materials used are meager.

Please make a selection quickly, otherwise it will be considered as the default.

A cold, emotionless voice urged him on, accompanied by a line of small red text below:

No additional materials are required for the first change of house layout, but certain materials are required for subsequent additions of functional facilities and division of areas.

Xu Shuai smiled and tentatively asked, "System, can I cancel this binding?"

Anyone who has played simulation games knows that the stronger the initial attributes, the faster the subsequent development and the greater the increase in combat power.

He had no choice before, but now he wants to have a bigger windfall.

The system did not respond, and then a blue halo appeared.

[Ten, nine, eight...]

"I choose to change!" Xu Shuai muttered. What the hell? So aloof and inhumane.

There are a total of fifty flight bases, each one meter long and one meter wide, with a total area of ​​fifty square meters.

With its built-in levitation height of five meters, the total volume reaches an astonishing 250 cubic meters.

On the way here, Xu Shuai had already formed a preliminary idea for the flying cabin.

After the apocalypse, traffic will definitely be congested, but the flying house can fly, so there's no need to worry about that.

A flight altitude of five meters is sufficient to overcome most obstacles.

But the road width remains the same. In the apocalypse, besides these strange zombies, the biggest challenge is scavenging for survival supplies.

As time goes by, shortages of supplies will inevitably occur, leaving aside large shopping malls.

Small shops typically located on streets have a road width of only about ten meters, including the main road and sidewalks on both sides.

In busier areas, the roads are naturally wider.

Therefore, Xu Shuai had to anticipate the situation when he was unsure whether the flying house would be blocked by obstacles on both sides.

If the road is too narrow and the flight altitude is not high enough to clear most buildings, and the plane gets stuck in place or has to turn around to find another way, it would be quite embarrassing.

With this in mind, Xu Shuai designed the flying house with five base surfaces arranged side by side in the front row, for a total of ten rows. One base surface was left in each direction as a passageway, so that when looting the high-rise buildings, they could directly skip the lower floors and start from the second floor.

In addition, the core area of ​​the flying house needs to occupy four base surfaces, which is related to the operation of the flying house, and cannot be reduced in size.

Apart from Xu Shuai himself, who can move at will and freely control the flying house through his thoughts, other people must operate it from the control panel in order to control the flying house.

The kitchen area also needs to be planned with three to four base surfaces. After some consideration, the actual space of the flying house is extremely limited.

Upon realizing this, Xu Shuai frowned, then smiled with delight.

With a ceiling height of five meters, it can still be divided into two floors, which perfectly solves the living problem.

The kitchen is downstairs, the living room is upstairs, with bunk beds; you can squeeze in and sleep comfortably.

As for Yang Kexin, since she contributed both money and materials, it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to designate a small area separately.

As planned, Xu Shuai built all the remaining areas into square storage rooms.

The new flying house layout blueprint was completed. Xu Shuai smiled and thought to himself, "He does have quite a talent for being a designer."

[House renovation in progress...]

[Due to external interference, the renovation has been halted. Interruption time: 00:29:58]

Please handle any emergencies as quickly as possible.

The interruption period ends, and without a doubt, the consequence is that the flying house binding will fail.

After turning off the blue light screen and listening to the echoing sounds of hammering echoing in his ears, Xu Shuai rolled up his sleeves and spat out, "I'm really fed up."

He looked around and saw Ye Ziming leaning against the security door, his hands bracing against the walls on both sides, trying to hold on. Yang Kexin, who was slumped on the ground next to him, had a blank look in her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something.

Logically, once the zombies lose their target, they should wander aimlessly. But several minutes have passed, and they're still smashing cars and walls with such gusto.

Could it be that the zombies have an overly sensitive sense of smell?

Xu Shuai raised his left hand, and the wound on his palm showed signs of healing, but as soon as he moved his fingers, the wound reopened, and a splash of bright red blood oozed out.

He's not Superman, and his wounds won't heal quickly. To activate the flying house, a fierce battle is inevitable.

Full of motivation, Xu Shuai waved his hand in front of Yang Kexin's eyes. Seeing that she didn't react, he squatted down, patted Yang Kexin's shoulder, and gently shook her.

"Kexin, where is your first-aid kit? Take me there quickly, we need to treat our wounds fast."

"Oh, I'm listening. What did you just say?"

Xu Shuai didn't rush to ask questions. Looking at Yang Kexin, who was giving irrelevant answers and was covered in sweat, he took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

There is no doubt that Yang Kexin was terrified by this sudden situation, even though she had expected it.

The appearance of the zombies was truly bizarre. Not to mention that she was a woman, even Xu Shuai himself was almost stunned.

But she wasn't scared into screaming or losing her mind, nor did she let out a hysterical roar. Instead, she was able to quickly adjust her mindset and lend a helping hand in the crisis.

Although Yang Kexin's help was negligible, this action greatly increased her popularity with Xu Shuai.

Wang Qing is right. Xu Shuai and Ye Ziming are the most loyal and affectionate people. Although they seem to be aloof, they form their own little group.

But once you're considered a friend by them, you'll experience what true innocence is.

A life-or-death crisis can reveal a person's true nature.

"Don't block the leaves. They can't get in anytime soon. Go collect some cardboard. If you can't find any, magazines or books will do."