Among the "Noah" No. 4, except for the elderly and children and mutant beast cubs who entered first, the rest of the vacancies were reserved for the rest of the ordinary people who were powerless.
And basically all the evolutionary people spontaneously stayed on the first floor, no one asked them to do so, but they still frowned and took a deep breath, clenched the weapons in their hands, ready to break through the darkening of the defense line at any time They fight to the death.
In the first layer of defense space, there are still a few huge mutant plants, even if they leave the soil, the strong mutation ability can support them to remain active temporarily.
Most of the darker's body fluids are corrosive, and there are some darkers whose body is a vegetation type to grow themselves by absorbing the plants on the earth.
For all earthly creatures, these aliens are monsters of looting and killing.
Among them, the rhizome of one of the mutant plants of the forest tree has begun to shrink, curling up like pieces of dry and shrinking waste wood, the trunk is also wrinkled, and the skin will fall off when touched.
It used to be a mutant vegetation that was closest to the eastern base and could be seen from the base as soon as it left the city. Clusters of apricot-pink flowers would grow in the dense shade, with a very thin and soft circle growing on it. The hairy, like having thoughts and nerves, can consciously capture microorganisms suspended in the air.
This is a rare post-apocalyptic mutant vegetation with a docile temperament. The evolutionary people who come and go have more or less passed by its dense tree shade, or once with its fallen flowers and leaves at a certain period of time. pass by.
But at this moment, this huge plant is approaching the time when the lights are running out.
Most of its once dense shade has fallen, and it has turned yellow and curled. A thick layer has been laid on the broken roots under the branches. The apricot-pink flowers have also been bald, leaving only a few dirty finger-sized ones. Bald.
An ordinary young woman was lining up to enter Noah's second floor, holding a small book with a loose shell in her hand, with a handmade bookmark in it.
The dark, huge and solid underground base does not see the sun, and the dome above it is inlaid with luminous ore, which is used as an underground "eternal light", and the dried flowers sandwiched in the transparent cellophane on the title page of the book are clearly visible.
She was holding it tightly in her hands, like she was protecting some kind of baby.
A middle-aged man in a tattered jacket shrugged his neck and cursed in a low voice. It was probably because Duan Ke and these evolutionary people had a brain problem. Instead of entering the life-saving channel, he let a group of animals enter. .
But the woman's eyes were a little numb, and she was not too happy because she was about to enter the gate of life. On the contrary, she wanted to cry happily now.
Her husband is a very weak evolutionary person in the post-apocalyptic era. In the late wasteland age, he can only collect some wild fruits and seeds of mutant plants in the outskirts of the jungle to earn some food for the family.
And she herself has not acquired the ability to mutate, she is just an ordinary woman who usually cleans up the house, cooks some simple food and waits for her husband, and entering is the only way of life in this boring world.
It is said that once she becomes an evolutionary person, she is a superior person, but her husband is not that kind of person, he is still very kind and gentle to her, and he did not mess up in this age without the constraints of the law because of his high status and ability. engage.
He often said with a smile, "I'm not even interested in my evolutionary ability, so I'll just raise my daughter-in-law at home."
He also brings himself the freshest bouquet at the end of each month, apricot pink, like a hope that is always alive and alive.
The woman has never been out of the gate of the base, and she doesn't know what the "huge and prosperous beautiful vegetation" is like in the words of her husband, but from the soft blooming flowers, she feels that even if she lives in the base all her life, it will be fine. .
Although boring, but peaceful.
But all this was destroyed in that night of fire.
Behind him is a roaring man-eating monster, and in front of him is the gate of Noah that is about to close.
The woman's husband dragged her and ran with the army desperately. Just when she felt that her lungs were about to explode and wanted her husband to let go of her hand and run for his own life, the man suddenly lifted her arm.
He kissed his wife's face, obviously a person with such a weak evolutionary ability, but his bravery made people palpitate.
"Daughter-in-law, you give me a good life!"
He used all his strength to lift his wife, and instantly burst out beyond his body's ability to bear, and threw the shocked wife behind the door of life.
The woman's body collided with a group of people behind the door, and she rolled around in embarrassment for several times.
As soon as she raised her head, what she saw in her dull eyes was the cold, pitch-black iron door.
There were bursts of dull crashing sounds inside and out, accompanied by the roar of the Darkeners and the desperate cries of humans who failed to escape.
The woman listened, and tears came down.
Now she is about to enter a safer place, but all this makes her feel empty, it seems that being rescued does not make her feel happy, but more heavy.
Her life was bought by her man, but without her husband, she doesn't know what it means to be alive.
Just as she followed the silently moving army to the second floor like a walking corpse, she smelled a faint and familiar fragrance, and immediately widened her eyes in surprise, looking towards the source of the fragrance.
On the other side of the base, a huge withered tree that was about to die was still struggling, and the broken rhizome was squirming slightly, but despite this, it still used the little remaining vitality.
A thin, soft branch was separated from the dry trunk, very green and tender, and it was slowly and carefully handed to the sluggish woman.
Immediately afterwards, at the top of the new soft branch, apricot-pink flowers grew and bloomed in the breath, creating a beautiful scene in the withering and decadence.
The woman suddenly held her breath, and for a long time, she tentatively reached out and plucked a flower from the tip of the branch.
The familiar smell and appearance were exactly the same as the specimens she was carrying, a bunch that her husband would give to him every month.
The plant in front of me that is about to enter the end of its life is what my husband said - that huge and lush plant.
It was not as beautiful as her husband had said, and it could not even be seen that there was once a big and small world blooming between its branches and leaves. It withered and withered, but the little branches and leaves that trembled and condensed were exuding a faint shimmer.
This plant just felt the breath of a human woman, her body had a little smell of her own, maybe it was a leaf she took away when she passed by, or maybe it was a seed of herself in her pocket.
Like an intertwining of fate, a man briefly links together two creatures that should never have intersected.
After the woman plucked the little flower, the giant tree that was dying at an extremely fast rate trembled slightly, and the few leaves in the shade fell even more.
A once prosperous life is disappearing silently at that time, whether it is seen or not, whether it is humans or mutant beasts are watching silently at this time.
The cloudy eyes of the long-lived tortoise had some sadness in it, and perhaps it was the statement that was best understood by all the creatures present.
They are equally old, and also contain enormous energy.
But the difference is that the old turtle doesn't care about life and death, but this vegetation that has no hope of life still has a deep desire for life.
The rest of the small flowers on the quivering branches stretched out and bloomed again, and finally slowly curled up on the branches, and finally turned into round, bean-sized particles.
The woman's heart trembled, she seemed to understand something, and with her fingertips trembling, she also took off those small particles and held them in her hands.
This is the seed of this huge plant. My husband once collected it, and many evolutionary people here have seen it either to eat or sell it.
But these few grains are different, they contain a bit of the origin of this plant, which is used as a carrier for reproduction and inheritance.
The books that women carry with them include bookkeeping, diaries, and some wishes of their own.
For example, she thought about it for a long time and wanted to conceive a small life with her husband.
Thinking of this, she felt that the seeds in her hands were a little hot.
She touched her cheek with her hand, and found that hot and humid liquid flowed down uncontrollably and landed on the ground on her wrist, and her thin body began to shake.
Then the silent crowd heard a woman's lonely, sad cry, from choking to wailing.
Although they didn't know why, they were infected with that deep grief.
This kind of grief exists in the loss of a loved one, in the loss of a comrade-in-arms, and in the present—in life and death.
Duan Ke was silent, his hands were in his pockets, and the hands in the pockets were buttoning the thread on the pockets.
At this moment, he felt that the corner of his clothes was gently tugged, and when he looked down, he found an old woman standing beside him.
The old woman was very short, her thin back was hunched, and she looked even shorter in front of the tall Duan Ke.
So Duan Ke's chilling face softened a bit, and he asked, "What's the matter?"
The old woman's teeth were almost gone, and her words were a little unclear. She said slowly and calmly, "Lord Lord, I don't want to go in."
Duan Ke's brows suddenly wrinkled, and before he could speak, the old woman raised her turbid eyes again, her eyes calm and kind.
"My wife, I have lived for more than 70 years, and I can't afford to toss my body. I'm afraid I can't wait for the new world..."
"It's better to let you young people with ability go in, live well, and take good care of me. When the world is at peace, let me see what the new world looks like."
The old woman said, her cloudy eyes were a little moist.
Her wife and children were gone at the beginning of the end of the world, and her daughter lived very hard. Now she is left alone. She is very lonely and survived with one breath.
Duan Ke felt even more uncomfortable. He clenched his fists, and after a while, other voices rang out from the crowd that had entered the second layer of defense.
"Let me go out too, the old man has lived for sixty years, that's enough."
"Old sister, I'll accompany you and let the children in."
"Our old bones don't have much life left, but they did a big thing before they died."
"… "
The evolutionary people who followed Duan Ke wiped their red eyes, but the elders who were still smiling in the face of life and death shed tears at this moment.
Maybe this is human beings, complex but pure creatures.