Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 317 Replace the Iron Gate

After returning upstairs and copying the freezer and diesel on time, Anjiu took out the last copy card to be used and set his eyes on the cramped little room at his feet.

Maybe, it can be copied?

Hopefully it's not beyond the card's capacity.

Under Anjiu's expectant gaze, the copy card trembled and suddenly disappeared.

When I opened my palm, I saw that the corresponding card had turned into a house with a countdown on it.

So... where is the house?

Anjiu opened the iron gate and stuck his head out to look - there was no extra house in the corridor.

He lowered his head and looked at his palm again.

The house was indeed copied.

There are even iron doors.

Anjiu touched the mark of the house in confusion, but felt a strange twitching sensation at his fingertips.

……Um?

Keep turning.

When the iron door was facing her, an iron gate suddenly appeared on the wall opposite the foot of the bed.

Through the gaps, you can see the sunlight coming in through the glass windows.

It turned out to be outside the wall!

Anjiu didn't rush in. Instead, he ran to the window and looked towards the side of the wall. There should have been air behind the wall, but there was indeed an extra house lying sideways.

It just looks really awkward.

Who can build a room out of thin air when building a building?

The people outside knew there was a problem as soon as they looked up. If they attracted official people, it would be a bit troublesome. It would be great if they could hide or move freely.

Then she could move the room to the opposite side, where no one lived.

Anjiu tried to drag the room mark on his palm, but found that he couldn't move it, but he could make the room fade into silver...

It is the color that flows on the card.

Although it was still a little strange, Anjiu thought, there shouldn't be anyone who would be idle and look up at the 48th floor, with just the right angle to notice that the sky was a little strange, right?

But what does that have to do with her?

Is there any evidence?

Because it was a one-to-one copy, she could use the key to open the door opposite, throw a bag of vegetables in, and then run to the window to look, and the colors were swallowed up by the silver.

Isn't this equivalent to a dust-free drying room? !

Oh my God, there is finally a place to dry the vegetables in the space!

No more waiting for vegetables on a rope to dry slowly!

Anjiu pushed the door open and walked in. He felt a solid touch under his feet. There was no bed or furniture inside. It was just an empty house that looked bigger than his own.

While the sun was shining brightly, she quickly washed and cut the vegetables, and hung all the vegetables in the space to dry in the replica house.

Including grapes, they are also taken out and hung on the wall. After being dried into raisins, they can be stored for a longer time.

When grandma and Pu Huai were about to get off work in the evening, An Jiu felt his arm, which was a little cold, and decisively put the dried vegetables back into the space and cancelled the copied house.

In this way, the dried vegetables become drier and drier without anyone noticing.

After a few days in a row, Anjiu's condition was getting better and better.

The grandmother who had been secretly worried could finally put her mind at ease.

During this period, she has been following Pu Huai to the mine. She has food and drink and can earn contribution points. She seems to be rejuvenated.

During a meal, she suddenly brought up the installation of an iron door.

"I will take the list to the administrator tomorrow morning to see when the door can be replaced. Now the door lets in a little wind, and my feet are still a bit cold when I sleep in the middle of the night!"

It’s mainly about drinking. I just recovered from an illness and must not be knocked down by the cold wind again.

Grandma shoveled the last mouthful of rice into her mouth, and picked up the remaining rice grains and ate them.

An Jiu asked: "How much contribution points are you still short of? I'll transfer it to you."

Grandma held her hand and said, "Not bad! I have saved enough!"

She had worked a lot during this period, and with the contribution points she saved from selling mud biscuits last time, she didn't spend any extra money on food and drink. She saved as much as she earned.

Anjiu looked around. Now that his home had so many supplies, he could be said to be the richest person on the 48th floor, except for the administrator and his followers.

When installing a door, there are many people and eyes, which can easily cause unnecessary trouble.

How about putting the things at Pu Huai's house for a while?

Coincidentally, Pu Huai also looked over at this time.

I only heard him say: "I will change the door first tomorrow, and you can change it later."

With the materials being passed back and forth like this, how could the person who came to install the door know?

As for the residents in Dinglu, they still rely on Pu Huai for their livelihood, so naturally they cannot make it public and cause Pu Huai to bear hatred for them.

Even if he smelled a little fragrance drifting into the corridor, he would just take a deep breath in secret and pretend to be unaware of it.

Early the next morning, Pu Huai brought back all the flower pots with green onions, as well as mattresses, quilts, pillows and other overly obvious good stuff.

Since he was the first person to ask the administrator to change the door, the administrator took it very seriously and immediately sent people to carry the door past every road and every door, almost wanting to beat drums and gongs to let everyone know.

Ding Road has ushered in unprecedented bustle.

A crowd of people crowded in the corridor to witness this moment.

Of course the administrator couldn't be on site, so everything was left to his followers to handle.

The follower showed the aura of a superior and praised Pu Huai in an official manner.

Pu Huai looked at him with a half-smile, but in the end he felt too guilty to say anything more, so he handed over the keys and quickly took his people away.

After the people in the corridor dispersed, Anjiu and grandma began to move the supplies to Pu Huai's room.

The second person who asked to change the door was grandma.

The administrator thought that Pu Huai had taken the lead, and happily waved his hand, "Change it, we'll change it for you all now! By the way, let me announce that the first ten people who change their doors can get an extra bag of coal powder in winter!"

As soon as the news came out, everyone became excited.

No one paid attention to the entire process of door installation anymore. Everyone was crowding outside the office door, trying their best to get into the top ten.

The masters of Anmen chattered and said, "That's good. We'll be busy for a while."

Another person replied: "That can't be helped, this is work, you can't just sit there and do nothing every month."

Sure enough, before Anjiu's door was installed, other people's reservations had already started queuing up.

The masters exchanged glances, shut up, and quickened their movements.

Anjiu stood by and watched them install the door, and also watched the iron fence door being unloaded.

She still remembered that when the sandstorm came, the iron gate was locked, locking the door tightly.

At that time, she thought that the door and the steel bars in the wall were integrated, but now it seems that it is just a door, and the key is to lock it.

The iron gate only had a bolt, and the chain lock was her own, so she didn't have to hand it in.

After receiving the key to the iron door from the master, she and her grandmother walked into the house, closed the door, and familiarized themselves with the locking process.

You are only given two keys, so you have to keep them properly to avoid losing them and being unable to return home.