Seven days have passed since the mutated mosquitoes appeared, but the situation has still not improved. The entire city is like a lifeless ghost town, with no one on the streets.
"Mom, I'm so hungry!" A chubby child of five or six years old said pitifully.
"Xiaoyu, wait a minute! It's not time for dinner yet!" Xiaoyu's mother said with a forced smile.
"But Xiaoyu didn't eat at noon. Now I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts." Xiaoyu said with a grimace. He held a remote-controlled car without a battery in his little hand and pushed it around on the ground.
Xiaoyu's mother's eyes turned red and she glanced at Huang Wei. Huang Wei sighed and nodded: "Forget it, let's cook and go to bed early later."
"Oh! We can finally eat." Xiaoyu threw down the remote control car and cheered immediately.
Xiaoyu's mother sighed, stood up, walked to the bottomed rice bag, scooped out a small bowl of rice, thought about it and poured out half of it, then went to the kitchen to wash the rice, put the rice behind the pot, and then I poured three large bowls of water, lit the gas and started burning.
Looking at the jumping flames, she was in a daze. After a while, she wiped away her sweat and slowly sat on the chair while holding on to the wall.
Half an hour later, she put three bowls of porridge on the table one after another, and said weakly: "It's time to eat!"
Huang Wei and his son came over. When he saw the porridge on the table, it was clear and clear. He was shocked: "Is there no rice at home?"
"There are only five bowls more. I don't know how many days it will last." Xiaoyu's mother sighed heavily: "Just save what you can now."
Huang Wei nodded, with a bitter look on his face. Fortunately, I bought a 20-pound bag of rice before the accident. I originally thought that these days would be over soon, but as time goes by, there are more and more mutated mosquitoes here!
In addition to eating a few dry meals in the first few days after the accident, the family of three ate porridge every day. Even if their bodies were made of iron, they couldn't stand it if it continued like this. It had only been five days, and apart from the fact that the son hadn't lost much weight, The two of them lost almost a full circle of weight. Unexpectedly, even so, the food would not last long.
Xiaoyu sipped the porridge, and the toys had already been thrown aside by him. When he is hungry, even the pickiest child can eat with gusto as long as he can eat it.
Seeing his son devouring the porridge regardless of how hot it was, he was silent for a long time: "I'll go to Lao Wang opposite to borrow some food later!"
"Do they still have rice?" Xiaoyu's mother asked quickly, with a hint of hope on her face.
"There should be. They bought a lot before the incident, and they must not have finished eating yet. I have a pretty good relationship with Lao Wang. Even if we can't borrow it, we should be able to buy some, no matter how expensive the price is!" Huang Wei He said comfortingly that in fact, he had no idea. Now is not the past. At this time, food is more precious than gold, and it is simply life. If not a relative or friend, who would lend it to you
In fact, he and Lao Wang only knew each other, and they had sold him an insurance policy before. If this was included, they might still have a grudge. There are no insurance companies nowadays. All the money that Lao Wang paid for the insurance has been wasted, and the people who deceived him into buying it are undoubtedly the culprits.
When asking for help from others, he always thinks more, and Huang Wei worries about gains and losses.
He blew on the porridge, and when it cooled down a little, he swallowed it in three mouthfuls. It was okay not to eat, but when I ate I felt hungrier, my stomach growled, my whole stomach felt like it was churning, and it was twitching uncomfortably. He touched his belly, which had gradually disappeared after trying to lose weight before, and stood up slowly: "Shall I go to the other side and ask?"
He walked to the clothes rack, put on a raincoat, and put on rain boots. Finally, he thought about it and put on a scooter helmet. He didn't know if these things could prevent mutant mosquito bites.
"Be careful. If not, come back quickly!" Xiaoyu's mother said worriedly.
"It's okay. Didn't the government propaganda truck say that mutated mosquito bites don't wear raincoats?" Huang Wei forced a smile, took a deep breath, opened the door, and then quickly closed it.
He carefully looked at the corridor and saw that there were no mutated mosquitoes. He quickly walked to the door opposite and knocked lightly: "Old Wang, are you there?"
The sound passed through the helmet, somewhat distorted and dull.
After more than ten seconds, a voice came from the other side: "Who is it!"
"Old Wang, it's me, Huang Wei opposite!" He said quickly.
"Why don't you accompany your wife and child? Why are you coming to my place? Aren't you afraid of being bitten by mutated mosquitoes?" Lao Wang said in a teasing voice, but he didn't mean to open the door at all.
Huang Wei was a little embarrassed to say anything. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said with difficulty: "I have no choice but to do it. There is no rice at home. I have eaten porridge for several days now. I came here to buy some rice from you. The price Easy to say.”
At this time, Lao Wang's wife came over and asked in a vigilant voice: "Why did Huang Wei come to see you?"
"He said he wanted to buy rice, do you want to sell it to him?" Lao Wang lowered his voice.
"Whatever you want to sell, we don't have much left. Who knows how many more days like this will continue? By then, when every meter is gone, what will we eat?"
There were faint sounds of arguing from the opposite side, and Huang Wei felt a thump in his heart, with an ominous premonition.
"Ah, Huang Wei, I know you wouldn't borrow rice from us if you didn't reach this point, but my family doesn't have much rice. A family of four needs to eat every day, and we can't afford it. I'm really sorry. Ah, why don't you ask someone to borrow it? I'm really sorry!" Lao Wang said with some embarrassment.
"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, I also know you are in trouble!" Huang Wei said quickly with a bitter look on his face.
He stood for a while, sighed, turned around and walked to the door of his house. He was about to take out the key and open the door when he heard voices inside and stopped.
"Dad, when will the borrowed rice come back?" his son said crisply.
"I'll be back soon, and we'll have a good meal then."
"Can I have some fragrant rice?" His son's voice was full of expectation.
"Okay!" His wife's voice paused, "But it can only be one meal."
"Oh, great, but why isn't dad back yet?"
He slowly squatted down, leaned against the wall, and let out a suppressed cry. After a while, he suddenly stood up and walked upstairs. He didn't believe that with so many people in this building, none of them would be sold.
"150, 151, 152..."
Luo Yuan kept doing push-ups in the living room. His speed was extremely fast, reaching five or six times per second. Ordinary people could almost only see a phantom. Sweat kept dripping down his naked back, and his white body seemed to be covered with a layer of oil, but his movements did not stop at all, like a high-speed machine, mechanical and precise.
The back muscles, like two wings, open and contract with the movements, pulling other long and thin muscles, forming a complex and dense muscle network.
Wang Shishi stood in the corner and looked at Luo Yuan secretly. She was at the age when her love blossomed. She was curious and a little shy about the bodies of the opposite sex. In addition, sometimes there was a blushing and heart-beating sound coming from Luo Yuan's bedroom. , which intensified her curiosity. She rolled her eyes, walked boldly to the living room, and walked to Luo Yuan as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Luo Yuan stopped and panted. He picked up a towel and wiped his sweat before going to the bathroom to take a shower.
"Brother Luo, you don't want to do push-ups anymore?" Wang Shishi pretended to be surprised and stared at Luo Yuan's body.
"Yeah!" Luo Yuan gasped and couldn't even speak. This kind of high-intensity exercise was a test of his endurance. He gave up in less than a minute. However, at the beginning he could only do one hundred and seventy at full speed, and now he can do two hundred. During this time, his progress has been obvious.
Of course, the best way to exercise is to sprint over short distances. You will be panting like a dog within a few seconds. But it was still daytime, and although there was no one on the street, someone would always notice him. He didn't dare to run wild outside, and he would be considered an evolver and cause trouble.
His endurance is the shortcoming of all attributes. It is like a machine with obvious flaws. It can only run at full strength for more than ten seconds before falling down, which seriously restricts his strength. Therefore, no matter it is day or night, as soon as his physical strength is restored, , just exercise your endurance.
The mutant mosquitoes outside are a threat to ordinary people, but for a person who has mastered sword skills, it is difficult to even get close! Once he entered the state of the imaginary enemy, everything around him became silent, and the insects retreated. Sometimes some unlucky mutated mosquitoes fell to the ground in a daze because they were too close, and their souls were driven away by the force of killing intent.
Since he successfully embodied his will that night, he has basically spent every night outside. That layer of brilliance as light as thin sand, let's call it sword radiance, although it is amazingly powerful, but at his current level, it doesn't actually have much practical effect.
Because in the fierce battle, no one will give you time to gather your will!
The killing of the violent dragon lizard was purely due to the right location and the right people. The reason why it was successful was because the giant beast was dizzy from high-explosive bombs and flash bombs. It fell to the ground and was unable to get up for a while. This was the best time. . Luo Yuan accurately seized the opportunity, and during the running process, he was focused and slowly accumulated momentum, and he succeeded in one fell swoop.
But if the opponent dodges the blow, or the blow is not fatal, the rhythm of the attack will be interrupted. Once there is no idea of all-or-nothing, there will be no way to gather the will.
What he has to do is to continuously speed up the speed of condensing will, from the original ten seconds to a few seconds, to one second, and even in the blink of an eye, the will is condensed. But... maybe it's self-hypnosis, which always carries an unreal feeling and cannot bring a real threat that makes people tremble physically and mentally. The effect of practicing in the past few days is really unsatisfactory.