"Can I just go through it?" Chu Han asked irritably while sitting in the Wrangler.
Wangcai shook his head: "We can't do it visually. The covered area in front is very long, and our Wrangler's energy source is only 3o now. It is estimated that it will get stuck halfway through the rush. At least it will have to continue to be exposed to the sun for a day to absorb enough energy. In fact, What’s safer is to be exposed to the sun for two days to keep the Wrangler full of energy.”
"Solar energy is trouble!" Chu Han cursed and immediately closed his eyes in the back seat and started to sleep. Even Wangcai was shocked by the time utilization rate.
Wangcai was still sitting in the driver's seat and driving. At this moment, he was finally able to take a good rest. The long-term driving posture caused some dislocation of his bones.
Boom, boom, boom!
Suddenly, just when Wang Cai and Chu Han were about to fall asleep, there was a gentle knock on the car window.
Wangcai shrunk to the smallest size in an instant and got directly into Chu Han's pocket. Only one head was exposed. It was so shocked that its fur stood upright and trembled. How could there be anyone
Chu Han lazily opened his eyes and looked out through the glass. He saw a young man in his twenties, his eyes full of wonder and curiosity.
Zhao Zilong and a group of survivors built a simple shelter next to this road. They were all a group of people who were in a hurry to enter Anluo City and were blocked. Zhao Zilong originally just came out to see if the road was open, but he didn't expect it. I saw a car like this that only appeared in science fiction movies on the road. Can this car still be considered a car? Is it really not an alien invasion
There was no fear, just curiosity. Without thinking much, Zhao Zilong went up and knocked on the car window. From his point of view, the apocalypse was going to happen. It would not be surprising even if aliens appeared. It would be best if he could make friends. What.
What surprised Zhao Zilong was that the car door opened not long after he knocked, and a young man who looked very human came out. Zhao Zilong nodded secretly in his heart. It turns out that aliens look like us earthlings. .
But the next second, Zhao Zilong's eyes widened in surprise again. The communication barrier that he originally thought would not appear.
Chu Han got out of the car and said directly: "When did this mudslide form?"
Click!
Zhao Zilong's jaw twisted, and then he looked Chu Han up and down several times. He could speak Mandarin, knew about mudslides, and his tone was very normal. This is not an alien!
Oh no, Zhao Zilong himself was stunned by his incredible imagination. Then he cleared his throat and replied: "Two days ago."
Hearing these three words two days ago, Chu Han felt extremely sick. The timing was really lucky. It happened to be blocked two days before he needed to take this road. Now it was too late to go around to another road. Might as well wait for the Wrangler's energy to be fully charged.
Thinking of this, Chu Han turned his head and looked at Zhao Zilong, who was staring at him unblinkingly, his eyes full of weirdness: "Why are you here? Do you live on the side of the road?"
Zhao Zilong's eyes lit up and he was extremely excited: "Eh? How did you know?!"
Chu Han's mouth twitched. Isn't this obvious
The clothes are cleaner and tidier than ordinary survivors, and they don't seem to be hungry. They should be well-off evolutionaries, and they happen to appear here without any packages. Who else lives next to them
Too lazy to chat with this person, Chu Han simply leaned against the car and smoked a cigarette. He didn't pay attention when he turned on the light, and stuffed the lighter into his trouser pocket before it had completely cooled down, almost scalding Wangcai to death.
"Ahem." Zhao Zilong looked at Chu Han blowing smoke rings out of boredom, swallowed his saliva and said: "Brother, can you give me one? I haven't smoked in many days!"
Chu Han glanced at him and threw a pack of cigarettes over.
"Give it all to me?" Zhao Zilong took it tremblingly, his eyes full of disbelief. This was the first time he saw someone in the apocalypse throw a pack of cigarettes directly at him. Most people only gave them one puff. Just now, Zhao Zilong He didn't have the confidence to ask Chu Han directly for one, but he really didn't expect Chu Han to throw the whole package over without any scruples.
"Yes." Chu Han responded casually. Anyway, there were many in his dimensional space. Although this guy was a little dazed, he was obviously not bad.
Zhao Zilong was shocked. You must know that in the apocalypse, this pack of cigarettes is worth ten packs of instant noodles. This guy in front of him is so generous! His eyes looked over Chu Han's body. His neat clothes and trousers and military boots looked of good quality. Although his head was not as shaped as in the civilized era, it was neat and clean.
Zhao Zilong was so excited that he almost cried. Damn, he met a rich man!
"Brother!" Zhao Zilong took out a cigarette with tears of gratitude, called Chu Han with a bitter face, and then said, "Borrow me a light?"
"Pfft!" Wang Cai laughed directly into Chu Han's pocket, how could he be so funny.
Chu Han couldn't help but laugh. It's really rare to meet people with this kind of personality in this apocalyptic world. However, such people are generally very powerful in combat. At least they can easily deal with hundreds of first-level zombies. Otherwise, don't be so optimistic. Just kidding, I probably spent the whole day worrying about food.
"What's your name?" Chu Han asked casually: "How high is it?"
He didn't ask nonsense like whether he was an evolved person, but directly asked what level he was. Although it was abrupt and impolite, Chu Han didn't care about it.
"My name is Zhao Zilong, a second-level evolver." Zhao Zilong smiled and said: "What about you, buddy? You must be at the third level, right? What's your name?"
"Zhao Zilong, the tenth one on the second-level combat power rankings?" Chu Han was stunned, but he didn't expect to meet a celebrity.
"Yes, yes!" Zhao Zilong laughed, as if he had gained some confidence in front of Chu Han: "What about you? Your ranking is probably better than mine, oh no, not necessarily. There are so many masters on the third-level rankings. I want to compete. It’s hard to get to the front!”
"Me?" Chu Han glanced at Zhao Zilong casually and said in a calm voice: "I am on the same list as you. If you count nine places up, I will be the one."
"Are you also in the second level?" Zhao Zilong was surprised at first, and then he started to count with his ten fingers: "Nine places up? I am the tenth, nine places up, isn't it, isn't it, what the hell? I'm so stupid hastily?"
Zhao Zilong suddenly jumped up and looked at Chu Han in an extremely exaggerated manner: "You, you, you, are you Chu Han? That Chu Han? That Chu Han?"
Then, before Chu Han could react, Zhao Zilong yelled and ran down the highway next to him, running very fast, with a loud voice that he wished the whole world could hear: "Come out! Look, God! Hurry! Come out! Come out and see the awesome guy!"
"Pfft! What's going on with this guy?" Wangcai was completely stunned.
Chu Han was dumbfounded for a second, and suddenly felt that this apocalypse was really incredible. How could a person with this kind of personality survive to this day
Not waiting long for Chu Han and Wangcai, several figures soon appeared in the grass in the distance, and Zhao Zilong's extremely excited voice came from the crowd.
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