On the way, I sent Cao Qianqian home, and the two of them arrived at Building 15 of Jingyue Community smoothly.
"Which floor do you live on?" Huang Jiahui asked without words, feeling a little uneasy. This was the first time she went to the home of a man she had never met before, and she even had to stay temporarily for a few days.
"Fourth floor." Luo Yuan closed the iron door on the ground floor and turned around.
"Are you living with her now?" Huang Jiahui teased her hanging bangs and asked tentatively.
"Who, you mean Zhao Yali? She has returned to her hometown now." Luo Yuan was stunned for a moment, and when he mentioned Zhao Yali, he looked a little unnatural and said, quickly changed the subject and said: "The bed and everything are still there, when the time comes you will Just stay in that room.”
He saw Huang Jiahui holding the rifle and continued: "You hid the rifle for a while. If others see it, it may cause unnecessary trouble."
Although given the dire situation in Donghu City, even if someone calls the police, they may not be able to mobilize the police force to deal with the matter, but he still wants to live here, and it is not a bad thing to be careful.
"Oh!" Huang Jiahui responded and stuffed the rifle into the suitcase.
The two quickly walked up to the fourth floor. Luo Yuan glanced keenly at the security door opposite. There was a slight movement inside, and after a while the security door opened. Master Wang stood at the door, as if the grass had been tortured by the strong wind and was about to cry: "Uncle, my parents haven't come back yet, I'm so scared."
Her big, watery eyes looked at Luo Yuan eagerly, and he couldn't help but feel soft in his heart, and said, "How about you come to my house for a while."
"Well, thank you, uncle!" Master Wang responded timidly.
Huang Jiahui felt a little pity in her heart. She pulled Master Wang and said with a smile: "What a beautiful little girl. What grade are you in?"
"In the second year of junior high school, is auntie uncle's girlfriend?" Master Wang asked curiously.
Huang Jiahui's face turned slightly red, and she regretted talking to the little girl. She covered it up and said, "No, they are just ordinary friends. We have been staying here for a few days."
Luo Yuan ignored the whispers of the two women, inserted the key and opened the door. It was a mess inside, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony and other windows were all broken.
Luo Yuan checked it carefully to confirm that nothing had entered it. He walked into the kitchen again and turned on the gas stove. He stared closely at the light blue flame that quickly became fainter and then disappeared. He couldn't help but curse hard in his heart.
It seemed like something really big had happened.
"Little Luo, should I take a shower first?" Huang Jiahui's voice came from outside.
Luo Yuan's heart moved and he quickly shouted: "Wait and wash it again!"
As he spoke, he took a few steps back and forth.
"What's wrong?" Huang Jiahui looked at Luo Yuan's busy look and asked in confusion. She was frightened and frightened today. She was in a state of life and death several times. She broke out in cold sweats several times. Her body was still wet, which made her very uncomfortable.
"You said the gas was cut off, will the water be cut off next? The water plant is in the city, and it will definitely be attacked. If no one manages it, I'm afraid there will be no water soon." Luo Yuan thought for a while. , stopped and said solemnly. Saying that, regardless of Huang Jiahui's panicked look, she rushed into the bathroom and turned on the faucet.
Seeing water gushing out from the faucet, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Bring me the plastic bucket from the balcony and the basin."
"Oh, okay!" Huang Jiahui hurriedly ran out.
There are quite a lot of washbasins at home. Except for Luo Yuan's own plastic bucket and washbasin, after Zhao Yali left, these washbasins were all left behind. There were a total of two plastic buckets and four washbasins of water.
As for which basin is used for washing feet and which basin is used for washing face, at this time, no one cares.
After he filled all the containers with water, he said: "You can take a bath now. Take a good bath while there is still water. It will not be so easy to take a bath in the future."
Huang Jiahui silently took out her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
"Uncle, do you think the world is coming to an end?" Wang Shishi whispered.
"Who did you listen to?" Luo Yuan turned around and asked.
"I can tell." Master Wang said with a flat mouth.
"The end of the world is coming, aren't you afraid?" Luo Yuan said.
"What's the use of being afraid, my parents won't be able to come back, right?" Master Wang hoped.
"Your parents will be back, maybe they were delayed." Luo Yuan touched her head and comforted her.
"Uncle, you don't have to lie to me. I saw many people in the community were eaten by big bugs, even their bones were swallowed." When Master Wang said this, his body trembled slightly, but he still looked at Luo Yuan stubbornly. .
Luo Yuan paused slightly and didn't know how to comfort her, but when he thought that she was already in the second grade of junior high school, she should be considered an adult. It was time to accept this cruel reality: "You have to learn to be strong, you know, even your parents No more, you have to live strong."
"Yes!" Master Wang nodded vigorously, tears quickly overflowing from his eyes.
"Okay, now go get a broom and sweep up the fallen glass from the window?" Luo Yuandao said.
Master Wang sniffed, responded, picked up the broom and dustpan in the corner, swept the glass, and secretly wiped his tears.
Luo Yuan looked at it for a while, then walked into the storage room and found a tool box. Axes, hammers, scissors, nails, all the tools inside.
He walked to the living room, took out his machete, and chopped the solid wood table used for eating into pieces of wood. He chopped the remaining scraps that were difficult to use into firewood. He took out a piece of wood, walked to the window and compared it, then took out nails and a hammer, and started banging on it.
Although there is an anti-theft iron frame outside the window, such a fragile protection cannot even stop thieves, let alone green beetles. Of course, even adding a layer of wood wouldn't help, but it finally added more protection and gave me psychological comfort. It could at least block the sight of the green beetle and other small creatures.
After a while, Huang Jiahui changed into a set of home clothes and came out. She looked at Luo Yuan and Wang Shishi who were busy, and immediately came over to help.
Luo Yuan quickly stopped him and said, "I don't need your help here. It's getting late. You go and cook. The rice is in the kitchen. You can look for it. I'll give you the lighter by the way."
He raised his head and glanced at Huang Jiahui, who had just finished taking a shower. He quickly withdrew his gaze in a covert manner and motioned to Master Wang to bring another wooden board.
Huang Jiahui subconsciously took the lighter, but immediately realized that there was no gas now, so cooking could only be done with firewood. She picked up a pile of firewood, walked to the kitchen, took out an aluminum alloy pressure cooker, and found rice from the cupboard. , but when it came time to light the fire, he was stunned, not knowing what to do. Although she had participated in several picnics, things like lighting fires had been taken care of by attentive gay men, and she had never done anything about it.
Huang Jiahui: "Where to put the firewood? It can't be put on the ground, right?"
"Find a pot and put it in the pot."
Another moment.
Huang Jiahui: "I can't light the fire, can you come over and have a look?"
"Dip the wood in oil and then light it." Luo Yuan continued.
Not long after, a pungent smell of smoke came from the kitchen. Luo Yuan didn't pay much attention to it at first. He lit a fire in the kitchen. Some smoke smell was normal, but the smoke smell got louder and louder, and soon Luo Yuan Both Yuan and Wang Shishi were choked with tears and runny noses.
Luo Yuan felt something was wrong, and hurriedly walked to the kitchen. He was immediately happy when he saw that the pressure cooker was completely pressed against the pot. Huang Jiahui held the handle of the pressure cooker in her hand, raised it slightly, and blew air, with red eyes. It is looming in the smoke, like a pitiful rabbit in the fog.
"What are you doing? There's no air circulation, and you still want to light a fire." Luo Yuan didn't have the nerve to pick up Huang Jiahui.
"I've never made a fire, how did I know this?" Huang Jiahui said with aggrieved face, and with her dirty face, she looked like a resentful tabby cat.
"Then just learn a little bit, and I'll leave the cooking to you in the future." Luo Yuandao said.
Huang Jiahui didn't dare to refute. She knew the dangers outside, and only by following a powerful man like Luo Yuan could she feel a little safer. This was one of the reasons why she shamelessly wanted to live with him in the first place, and it was the most important reason.
Luo Yuan walked to the bedroom and took down the clothes hangers in Zhao Yali's bedroom.
Separate two iron racks and place one on the bottom of the pot to secure it. He bent several metal bars one by one, placed them on the edge of the pot to raise the pot, re-lit the fire, and when the firewood was burning vigorously, he placed another iron rack on top of the iron pot, and then placed the pressure cooker on it. on the shelf.
"Okay, that's enough. Leave it to me next!" Huang Jiahui said happily when she saw that the fire was already burning.
"Yes!" Luo Yuan nodded.
Walking to the living room, Luo Yuan continued to work. There were not enough wooden boards on the table. He only stared at two windows, and the materials were not enough. Luo Yuan split the coffee table again and continued to nail the windows.
The evolved Zhanma Dao is extremely sharp and is almost as hard as metal, which is the limit that modern technology can achieve. It is very easy to cut wood as if it were nothing. Master Wang looked in amazement as Luo Yuan took a weird green long knife and split a coffee table into pieces of wood. It felt like he was splitting on tofu, and he forgot to cry for a moment.
As the windows were sealed one by one, the room gradually became dark.
Except for the kitchen window, which was not nailed down with wooden boards because it needed to exhaust smoke, only the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony were left.
Looking at the floor-to-ceiling window, Luo Yuan scratched his head. There seemed to be no such long wooden boards here.
Luo Yuan, who was a little obsessed, looked left and right, and finally focused on the door.
Which door should be removed, the bedroom door or the toilet door? It seems that one door is not enough, why not remove them all? Luo Yuan thought for a while and decided to check the situation first. Even if four or five ordinary green beetles came in, Luo Yuan was confident that he could still deal with them.
As the evening approached, Master Wang's face became increasingly sad. She kept paying attention to the movement outside the door. She stood up several times, but then sat down in disappointment.
Huang Jiahui moved a small table out of the bedroom and placed bowls of food, two salted duck eggs cut into quarters, a plate of pickled mustard, and a plate of heated braised beef (canned). Although these dishes were nothing in the past, they seem a bit luxurious now.
"Let's eat!" Luo Yuan greeted and took the lead in using chopsticks.
Master Wang seemed a little absent-minded, occasionally staring at the food in a daze. Even when Huang Jiahui talked to her, there was no response.
After finishing the meal, Luo Yuan lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly. No one noticed the sweat on his forehead.
After he finished smoking a cigarette, he put out the cigarette butt and said in a deep voice: "Master, just sleep with your Aunt Huang today and don't think too much about it."
"Thank you, uncle!" Master Wang put down his chopsticks and sobbed softly.
Luo Yuan sighed, without any comfort, got up and walked slowly towards his room.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he immediately lay down on the bed, his face twisted.
In fact, not long after arriving home, the stimulating effect of the rat meat had already begun to subside. Now there is not much of this effect left. It can be sustained until now, relying on his strong will and intentional diversion of attention.
Now once he relaxes, the severe pain comes in waves like a tide.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold on.
Half an hour later.
"Hey, will +1!"
Listening to the information coming from the system in his mind, Luo Yuan weakly tugged at the corner of his mouth. Gradually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and soon he fell into a semi-conscious sleep.
Luo Yuan was awakened by the sound of gunfire and the ubiquitous buzzing.
"what happened?"
He took the sword that was placed on the bedside and stood up quickly. After a night's rest, although his chest was a little tight and painful, it had improved greatly and he could move freely. He walked to the window and opened the curtains, but when he saw the windows that were tightly closed with wooden boards, his face froze, and he remembered that all the windows in the house were nailed shut.
He quickly opened the door and saw Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi standing in the corner, looking cautiously towards the balcony.
His heart tightened.
Walk to the balcony and look outside.
As soon as he saw it, his whole body froze.
The sky was full of flying green beetles. They seemed a little agitated and kept circling in the sky. There was a faint sound of gunfire in the distance.
Seeing Luo Yuan coming over, Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi seemed relieved and looked better.
"The supporting troops are here." Huang Jiahui's voice was suppressed with excitement: "We are saved."
Luo Yuan is also excited. After a large-scale army enters Donghu City, the situation in Donghu City will definitely improve greatly. Maybe it won't be long before the green beetles here can be wiped out. Whether they are green beetles or mutant beasts, even if No matter how strong it is, it cannot compete with a well-prepared modern army. This is not a war at the same level at all.
At this time, a light flashed in the air, and a short-range missile exploded in the air not far from the community, erupting into a fiery red mushroom cloud and a huge shock wave that made the nearby green beetles look like rootless floats. Ping suddenly rushed away, and some that were slightly closer to the center of the explosion began to fall apart while still in mid-air.
Luo Yuan felt that the building was constantly shaking, and strong scorching winds blew from outside the balcony.
A brief blank flashed through his mind. It is difficult for a person who lives in peace to imagine what he is seeing.
He had only seen such a scene in videos. At that time, he could eat snacks while marveling at the tremendous power of modern weapons, and even express his opinions on the forum. But I have never imagined the shock and fear that comes from the bottom of my heart when I am there.
The missile had just exploded, and two more missiles, trailing long tail flames, exploded one after another in the nearby mid-air. In an instant, all the green beetles in the area around the explosion were wiped out.
A few minutes later, several wheeled armored vehicles rumbled up from the street in the distance.
The 30mm cannon on the top of the armored vehicle stretched straight into the sky, and a flame hundreds of meters long shot into the air at high speed without stopping.
The huge noise made Luo Yuan's eardrums continuously vibrate.
The few remaining green beetles were swept by the light flames and torn to pieces immediately. Countless colorful residual liquids sprinkled down from the sky.
The cannon kept turning, and it swept across the surrounding high-rise buildings several times unconsciously, pulling out fragmented gaps, and even the walls were swept through.
Luo Yuan looked at this scene, a little dazed. It wasn't until a long time later that he suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.
This building just faces the commercial street in front. Once the machine gun fires in this direction, the fragile walls of the civilian buildings here will never be able to block the penetration of the machine gun.
"We can't stay here, let's go!" Luo Yuan said hurriedly, with a gloomy look on his face.
In modern warfare, unless the military is willing to pay a huge price and pile up a large number of soldiers' lives, it is difficult to avoid "accidental injuries" to civilians. With the current situation, I'm afraid the top management is no longer considering such trivial matters as accidentally injuring civilians, but cleaning up these green beetles as soon as possible to maintain social stability.
But even after thinking of this, Luo Yuan still felt the anger of leaving. Once anything involves yourself, it is difficult to maintain a rational and objective attitude.
Huang Jiahui also realized it. She hurried back to the bedroom. When she came out, she already had a rifle in her hand. She trembled: "Where are you going?"
Luo Yuan walked towards the gate and said quickly: "Go to the ground floor, at least it will be safer than here."
"good!"
Master Wang was already stunned, like an unconscious rag doll, with no color on her face. She stood here blankly, motionless.
Luo Yuan looked at this scene, sighed in his heart, and said: "Give me the rifle, you hug her!"
Huang Jiahui responded, handed the rifle to Luo Yuan, hugged the stunned Wang Shishi, and followed him out of the door.
As soon as I walked up the stairs, the sharp sound of bullets blasted in my ears, and a row of small transparent holes suddenly appeared next to the stairs, penetrating from front to back.
The stairs were separated by two or three floors from the wall of the building, but they still couldn't stop the terrifying shells from the machine cannon.
Even Luo Yuan was frightened so much that his heart beat violently.
He looked at Huang Jiahui, who was pale and stunned, and found that she was not injured, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't be in a daze, let's go!" Luo Yuan shouted sharply.
Huang Jiahui came to her senses and hurriedly followed Luo Yuan down the stairs.
A minute later, the three of them walked down the stairs.
In fact, Luo Yuan was not the only one who was smart. At this time, the ground floor of the corridor was already filled with bustling people. However, when they saw the rifle in Luo Yuan's hand, the crowd suddenly became quiet.
But that's all.
No one screamed, no one retreated, and there was no fear at all. Some were just on guard.
As the world becomes more and more chaotic, people's acceptance level has also increased rapidly. The swords were just ordinary, and even if someone openly walked around with a gun, it wouldn't be a big deal.
When Huang Jiahui put Wang Shishi down, Luo Yuan returned the rifle to him. Compared to his three-legged cat skills, the rifle was more powerful in Huang Jiahui's hands.
"Hurry, help her?" At this time, a middle-aged man on the stairs staggered towards him holding a bloody woman.
The crowd quickly dispersed and squeezed into a spacious space.
The middle-aged man was gentle and elegant, wearing a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses that looked like an intellectual's. At this moment, his face looked frightened and helpless. He held the woman in his arms tightly, but the blood still kept flowing. It dripped from his hand and formed a straight line. He gently carried the woman to the clearing.
"Which of you is a doctor? Please help her!" He begged the people around him with red eyes.
Luo Yuan glanced at the injured woman and turned away unbearably.
The woman's eyes were tightly closed, she was breathless, her face was as white as a dead person, and there was a fist-sized wound on her chest, piercing both ends, and she was obviously hopeless.
"Please save her. I can give her money, no, food. I still have some food at home. Can I give it all to you?" He looked at each of them with a look of helplessness.
People around him looked away.
One of them couldn't bear to say: "Such a wound cannot be saved even if it is sent to the hospital now. Please forgive me and accept the change!"
His body shook, and a trace of deep sorrow flashed across his face. He seemed to want to touch her cheek, but his hand started to tremble as soon as he reached it in the air. Feeling her increasingly cold body, he cried loudly. !