After reviewing the plot of the movie, Xiao Ba was the first to speak. Even if he was just a part of the big demon, he was shocked by everything Shen Heng carried alone in this movie.
Xiao Ba asked softly: "Du Yan, Shen Heng is so miserable. You don't want to be a villain, deceive him and use him to hurt him."
Xiao Ba paused for a while and continued: "In this case, I think it will be a bit excessive..."
Du Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "In your eyes, what I did in the first few dreams was a bit heinous?"
Xiao Ba quickly denied: "No, no, I didn't mean it that way, I just sympathized with Shen Heng."
Du Yan didn't care, and replied, "I've thought about it, this time I want to be a little angel, keep pestering him, talk to him and make him happy, what do you think?"
Xiao Ba knew Du Yan Qingqi's brain circuit well, and he couldn't believe it completely. He said, "Would you be willing to be a little angel to accompany him and make him happy?"
Du Yan looked down and said, "Little angel is a little angel, but in this worldview, a simple and silly white sweet little angel can't survive, plus Shen Heng's special physique, of course I have to add some special settings to myself. Sure. But if it is logical and reasonable and will not lead to the collapse of the dream, my setting will only cause a little trouble to Shen Heng."
Sure enough, Du Yan would not be a little angel in peace, and Xiao Ba asked helplessly, "Then what are you going to do?"
Du Yan smiled and said, "In this world of the weak and the strong, a simple little angel will only be a burden. Of course, I am a little angel on the surface, and the inside is dark when I cut it. As for whether it is the villain boss, this time I will Just put the right to choose in Shen Heng's hands, a small sapling that grows crookedly, let's see if he can straighten it."
Xiao Ba glanced at Shen Heng below, and suddenly a bit of sympathy appeared in his heart, and he wondered if Du Yan, the "little angel", would one day miss the loneliness that he used to be.
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No. 1 Home is the first city to be cleaned up and completed. The underground of No. 1 Home is the largest shelter, and naturally becomes the largest settlement of pure people.
Most of the cultivated pure plants and advanced scientific and technological achievements come from the first homeland, and the most powerful infected people live in the periphery of the first homeland.
A huge hemispherical light curtain separates Home No. 1 into two areas. Inside the light curtain is the territory of the pure, while outside the light curtain is where the infected gather.
Although the light curtain looks fragile and has no effect on the pure, it can deepen the radiation exposure of the infected, so no infected will risk breaking into the residence of the pure in the light curtain.
Under the huge light curtain, connecting the two areas is a huge resource exchange. The infected use the resources they collected in the abandoned city to exchange for pure food or anti-radiation medicine in this exchange.
The infected are human beings with no future, and they live a life of blade walking. In those abandoned cities, in order to collect resources and fight against mutated insects and animals, they can only relax and enjoy themselves when they return to the periphery of their homes.
Compared with the well-ordered purers’ settlements inside the light curtain, the infected people’s settlements outside the light curtain are always disordered and chaotic.
The bar street on the periphery can be regarded as the most noisy and prosperous place after nightfall. The whole street is full of savage infected people, indulging their tense spirits under the influence of alcohol.
Infected people are not like pure people, they have extremely high requirements for food, and they can eat irradiated food without caring. Because of their genetic mutation, their resistance to radiation is much better than that of pure people. With the help of anti-radiation drugs, the effects of irradiated food can be eliminated.
So alcohol can be regarded as a treasure for the infected, because almost all alcohol comes from the relics before the nuclear war. Pure plants are very precious, and pure people are naturally reluctant to refine these plants into wine, and only a very few people can afford wine brewed with pure plants.
Infected people naturally do not have so many taboos. After the wine from hundreds of years ago was found, it was sent to these peripheral bars.
At the entrance of every bar stood strong and powerful security guards of the infected. Only this powerful infected person can quickly control the situation when drunk and troubled.
One of the bars with the best business, the security guard standing at the door looks the most difficult to mess with. However, when the two powerful security guards saw the man coming from afar, they involuntarily tightened their muscles.
One of the security guards lowered his voice and asked, "Is that person Shen Heng? How could he be here?"
Another person said, "You're new here. Shen Heng likes to come to our bar for a drink. It's not a strange thing to appear every once in a while."
The new security guard asked in a low voice: "Then he came here to drink, won't we increase our radiation level? For an infected person like him, anti-radiation drugs are probably useless."
"What are you thinking, short-term contact will not deepen the radiation, and you are not allowed to eat with him and live in one room and one bed."
The new guard added: "But I'm still a little worried, knowing that the radiation intensity like ours is deep enough, in case..."
"Then go up and stop him if you have the guts," the other rolled his eyes, "and then said, sorry, we don't accept you here."
The little security guard smiled awkwardly, and said, "That's fine. Based on his strength, it is estimated that he can break my neck with one hand. It's a big deal to drink two more bottles of anti-radiation drugs after get off work, even if it doesn't work, it's psychologically comforting. Just a moment."
The conversation between the two abruptly ended because Shen Heng had already reached a distance of only twenty meters from them. For the infected, the distance of 20 meters is enough for the other party to hear the whispered conversation between them clearly.
In fact, none of them knew that Shen Heng's physical fitness was much better than that of ordinary infected people, and he had completely listened to the whispers of the two security guards.
However, when Shen Heng entered the door, he did not glance at the two security guards at the door. Over the years, he had become accustomed to being shunned and feared by others.
He had just cleaned up a city by himself, even if Shen Heng was strong enough to fight day and night without stopping, he was a little tired.
The mutant insects in the city do not give people any time to rest. They burrow out from anywhere, anytime, and attack people who enter the city by mistake. Fortunately, as long as the city is cleaned up and the source of radiation cleaning is buried, there will be no more radiation creatures approaching the city.
Back at the first home, the first thing Shen Heng did was to relax in the bar.
The bar business is very good, because the owner of this bar has a wide range of ways, and can get very effective anti-radiation drugs. After collecting high-quality wine, many infected people like to get this bar in exchange for anti-radiation medicine.
Over time, the wine collection in this bar's wine cellar has become more and more diverse. Almost all the infected people who come to the No. 1 home come to this bar to taste a variety of different flavors of wine.
It's just that in this crowded bar, before there was a bar, a circle with a diameter of about two or three meters was emptied. The person sitting in the center of the open space was Shen Heng.
Even an infected person who is fascinated by alcohol will subconsciously avoid the place where Shen Heng is sitting.
Shen Heng was used to this kind of treatment. For him, these people took the initiative to keep a distance, which made him feel more comfortable. Shen Heng was a regular customer of this bar, and the bartender put a few glasses of wine in front of Shen Heng without ordering.
Shen Heng threw a special bag on the bar, and the bartender took the bag and turned to leave.
The bag contains the current currency, and the material of the bag is made of anti-radiation material.
Even if gold coins are not easily irradiated and are a common currency that can be accepted by pure people, Shen Heng still wraps these gold coins with anti-radiation materials to avoid accidents and reassure those who trade with him.
No one knew how deep Shen Heng's radiation was, and even the scanner he was wearing couldn't measure it accurately.
After drinking, Shen Heng silently got up and walked towards the door. The crowded and noisy crowd gave him a passage very tacitly at this time.
This kind of special treatment would probably be difficult for anyone to accept, but Shen Heng walked out of the bar with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.
His speed was very fast, but in a few minutes he left the noisy and bustling bar street and entered a quiet residential area. This residential area is on the outskirts of such a pre-war city. The houses are quite intact, and many infected people have settled here.
The closer to Shen Heng's house, the fewer houses with lights on. In the end the front was pitch black, and even though it was extremely well preserved, the whole area was uninhabited.
Because the front is where Shen Heng lives, no infected person will risk the influence of deep radiation for a comfortable living environment.
The hard liquor made Shen Heng feel a little slack, and after entering the area exclusively for him, he also relaxed a little in his heart.
Alcohol lowered his perception sensitivity and lowered his defenses, which caused Shen Heng to trip over something when he pushed open the courtyard door and entered the garden.
Shen Heng looked down and saw that the vision of the infected person would not be affected by the darkness. He found that the object that almost tripped him looked like a person, leaning in front of the door, the whole person was covered with a black cloak.
Shen Heng frowned slightly, thinking about which little thief who was not afraid of death would dare to steal into his house. He raised his hand, but was slightly taken aback by the man's fair skin.
The infected and the pure can be distinguished from the appearance, and the skin of the infected with the genetic mutation will become darker. No infected person would have such fair skin, and the person in front of him was a pure one.