Willow naturally didn't die, he was alive and well, and everything he passed was like a spring breeze.
He is integrating the ecological environment of the place where the wicker has passed - where the wicker has passed, the passing forest is no longer destroyed, but more lush.
In the past two days, the wicker suddenly secreted a strange mucus. Those things that were as thick as a thigh or as thick as an arm slowly penetrated into the soil, kneading this secretion into the soil, moistening the earth and moistening the soil. It prevented the growth of other plants around him, so where he passed now, the branches and leaves were luxuriant. It made the dense red mist forest that was already more dense than the original forest, and because of the gentle aura emanating from it, those creatures who had no time to escape no longer panicked and ran away, some of them had no brains The big one even took the initiative to approach the area where the willow tree was staying.
Then-
They are alive and well.
A cat-faced monkey climbed into the wicker on other treetops in the jungle, and then pulled the willow to swing, completely forgetting why he ran away in fear a few days ago, and a sheep also walked to the willow branch The root of the willow tree slowly gnawed at the plump willow branch, a worm even made a hole in a big willow branch, and then laid eggs in it...
Everything seems so serene, it seems that the spiritual utopia has extended to the reality—it seems that the willow tree suddenly changed its gender, making everything seem comfortable, and suddenly changed from a demon that destroys the world to an angel that nourishes the world , swaying nectar everywhere.
But finally, although his movements were slow, he finally passed a small county town that day.
Then the gentle wicker moved on—slowly destroying it all.
The road, the house, and the individual people in the house who were injured and unable to move north—then on the branches of the willow, a few more fresh minds appeared, quietly, gently and pleasantly...
The sights in Beijing these days are even more frightening.
Walking on the streets of the inner city, Liu Chang saw that most of the shops on both sides of the street were closed, and the streets were not as crowded as the previous two days—to be exact, there were almost no people left.
Occasionally, when one or two people can be seen, those people are either looking carefully at the soles of their own feet, or looking at the faces of others—beware of the soles of their feet and others, this has become the habit of people nowadays, and everyone’s faces are not With a smile again, those who go out will no longer wander around—because wandering represents danger and the unpredictability of the soles of the feet—determined deep in human genes, even if the degree of danger is the same—but most people still think Home is much safer than outside.
Liu Chang doesn't think home is safer than the outside, but this time he went out, he definitely didn't just hang around.
He wanted to go out to buy some food, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a food store that was still open.
"Why are they all closed??" After shopping for three blocks, Liu Chang finally lost his patience. Looking at the last food store at the end of the street, he decided not to go shopping anymore.
Standing in front of the sealed rolling gate, Liu Chang moved his nose, carefully distinguishing the smell inside - the closed environment is not conducive to the spread of the smell, so even if the smell can be smelled thousands of meters away in the open environment It is still difficult for Liu Chang, who is a child, to distinguish the breath of the enclosed environment.
But it's okay.
The rolling shutter door and the built-in door inside cannot completely seal off the smell of a room. Standing in front of the door and sniffing carefully, he still smelled the smell of Chen Guzi and rotten rice inside—things are easy to break now, and the inside exudes this smell. This smell is not surprising.
So, without thinking too much, he smashed the closed rolling gate hard.
"Is anyone there?" The door inside was knocked a few times, and Liu Chang shouted, "Is anyone there?"
The sound of rolling shutters echoed through the empty streets.
No one inside responded.
After reconfirming that there was no one inside several times, Liu Chang put his hand into the handle of the rolling shutter, and then exerted force from his waist, abdomen, thighs and arms at the same time, and with a "boom", the lock of the rolling shutter was caught by him. The whole pull was twisted, and then he pushed up, pushing the rolling gate up.
Using the same method to destroy the second built-in door, Liu Chang opened the door and walked in.
Then, the closed environment was opened, and a smell of rotten rice filled the nostrils inside—then, various strange rustling and chewing sounds came out, and finally, Liu Chang smelled the smell of more than ten thousand insects inside— But there is no trace of humanity.
More than 10,000 bugs is a general concept. Liu Chang's olfactory cells have captured a lot of breaths. These breaths are calculated by Liu Chang's powerful brain ability. This number-more than 10,000 is a very general concept. It doesn't matter how much, but since there are tens of thousands, there can only be one word - many.
a lot of.
"I never imagined that such a small food store could reproduce so many bugs." Standing at the door of the open room, Liu Chang was not afraid of the number of bugs, because there are some things, some things, when your strength reaches a certain level After the level, the number is no longer enough to be a threat.
Scales slowly grow on his body—these scales are impenetrable to bullets, and no number of worm teeth can bite through them. Liu Chang believes that in the face of insects that cannot break through his scales, no matter how many opponents there are, they will not treat him. Poses a threat - unless the opponent can form a sea of insects.
But more than 10,000, far from reaching the concept of "sea of insects".
So he turned around and pulled down the rolling gate, and then closed the built-in door again—Liu Chang is not stingy with the good things that can be done with little effort.
It can prevent more than 10,000 insects from running out, and at least save dozens of lives, so Liu Chang walked into this shop after building hundreds of pagodas with his hands raised.
This is a rice grain store—a rice grain store, a term that was already very unfamiliar in the previous life, because in that era of peaceful and prosperous business, the comprehensive shopping environment of supermarkets and grocery stores had absolute competitiveness. Because they have a wide range of products and a complete range, which can meet most of the daily needs of ordinary people. No one will open a store to sell a single product in a stupid way like in the past. Just like in ancient times, they only sell rice.
But things like business always keep pace with the times—whether it is forward or backward, or backward.
When people's living environment has undergone earth-shaking changes, when commodities have become less diverse, and when food has become precious and extremely perishable - the rice grain store, this kind of storefront full of ancient flavor, is like The bamboo shoots have sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, and once again against the trend, they appeared in front of people.
It used to be in Zhengzhou.
Now Beijing also has.
The internal structure of the rice and grain store is very simple, with shelves in front—but there is almost nothing on the shelves—because everyone is reluctant to expose precious food to the air—even if there is only a little bit.
Therefore, there are usually some printed advertisements or plastic samples on the shelves, and various paper and plastic products are printed with vivid pictures and fonts to let you know how nutritious and durable the rice grains they sell are. Corrosion ability, planting difficulty and price.
There are not many varieties of rice grains—because the last days do not pick the taste, the best variety is the one with the highest yield and the shortest planting cycle, and it is also the variety that most people will plant.
As for the reasonableness of taste and nutritional ratio? — that's all bullshit.
Romance is always after filling the stomach.
So, as soon as Liu Chang entered the door, he saw a huge poster—Hai Jing Rice! The most excellent crop variety in Beijing, it says that a bowl of rice can meet a person's basic energy needs for a day, the planting cycle is 17 days, and the rot resistance can reach a terrible 8 hours.
It won't go bad if left in the air for eight hours, and the planting cycle is short, with rich nutrients, no worse than the Liangdou that Liu Chang has seen before. More importantly, this is a grafted crop, not a genetically synthesized food. In this alone, it is not known how much higher than the former Zhao Zhuo.
"I don't know it's something made by people with several brain mutations." After Liu Chang sighed, he stepped into the house, and then there was a "creak" sound under his feet, and he trampled to death several cockroaches.
He didn't do it on purpose, he trampled the cockroaches to death because there was a full layer of them on the ground-but most of them were larvae.
Cockroaches the size of a fingernail are not a threat, but they are still very disgusting after covering the ground and covering half of the wall.
However, Liu Chang held back his nausea and walked into the store—since he had decided to do a good deed and built him a pagoda of hundreds of levels, there was no reason to turn around—he saved dozens of people’s lives with his nausea, and let him hold back Uncomfortable walked in here, then looked for a barrel of oil next to the shelf, and then walked in all the way.
Passing by the store outside—Liu Chang walked all the way into the interior of the rice store—the interior of the rice store is where the universe of the store lies.
The outside of the rice store is full of signs and advertisements, and the inside is where food is stored.
Or cold storage, or radiant light sterilization room-the storage room is the soul of a rice store-but now it must be a nest of insects.
There were at most a few hundred bugs outside. Before entering the food storage room, Liu Chang found another natural gas in the kitchen.
Carrying a few barrels of oil in one hand and natural gas in the other.
Liu Chang plucked up his courage and opened the closed door of the storage room—and then...
buzz buzz...
A disgusting sound came from inside, and a picture that strongly stimulated people's visual senses was imprinted in Liu Chang's eyes.
"Ouch!" Forcibly swallowing the food that was pouring up the throat from his stomach, Liu Chang saw that as the door of his room opened, a room full of black "water" that overflowed his ankles poured out along the opened door.
The black water is of course small cockroaches. They piled up together in the food storage, one on top of the other, layer by layer, with a height of less than half a meter, and then they rushed together with the gnawed miscellaneous rice To Liu Chang's ankle.