Chapter 33 Respecting those who perish is also respecting oneself

  Ke Xiaoliang in his previous life once asked a third-rate game anchor he knew.

  Stim on, how to play games, you can make money by playing casually.

  The third-rate game anchor replied plainly and truthfully; "More women, bigger nai."

  He asked the game anchor again how to make a triple-A masterpiece.

  The third-rate game anchor said excitedly and frantically: "Burn money! Burn money! Keep burning money! Then bounce tickets, bounce tickets...crazy bounce."

  Finally, Ke Xiaoliang asked him, then... what kind of game is called a masterpiece without burning money or big money?

  The third-rate game anchor suddenly felt melancholy.

  He picked up the cigarette **** on the table, and took a deep puff.

   said meaningfully: "There is nothing, so let's find a way to get some snacks!"

   But this is actually the hardest part.

   "Don't get close to it, the church is a place where gods fall. Someone crucified the pastor there, and the pastor's resentful spirit turned into the most evil devil, wandering there." Red-haired Tom held Song Qingwen back.

"Don't go near the river either. During the big bang, some people hid in the river, and then they were cooked. They turned into horrible spirit suckers. Get close to them, and they will look at you from the bottom of the water , and then **** your soul away, and then bite off your head." Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen behind him while walking ahead to explore the way.

  The red wind blew across the barren and boring land, and those weird crows continued to flap their wings, following the two walking in the barrenness.

boom!

boom!

boom!

  Red Tom fired three shots at the crows.

   "Go away! You disgusting bastards. Hell is where you should be!" Red-haired Tom seemed to become a little manic and sensitive after reaching the surface.

He turned around, looked around vigilantly, and then said to Song Qingwen: "Be careful with them, they are the eyes and ears of some monsters. They will report our location and situation to those monsters. I shot them to scare them. Let them know I'm not easy to mess with."

   "If you encounter these crows in the wild alone without a gun, you can try to make a similar sound as much as possible to scare them."

  Song Qingwen nodded to express his understanding.

  But secretly decided that he must follow these crows to see what kind of monsters manipulated them.

  He did not underestimate the danger of this 'different world'.

   After all, there are weapons that can kill gods.

  Song Qingwen just understands the coexistence of danger and opportunity better than ordinary people.

  Valuable things are always occupied by the strong, and if you want to get them, you need to challenge the authority... This is an extremely simple and obvious truth.

  However, there will be many people who know this clearly, but still try to avoid the important and take the easy, and get something for nothing.

   followed Red-haired Tom for about half an hour.

   Inky black building ruins began to appear in large numbers in the barren field of vision.

   The collapsed tall building, even today, can vaguely see its grandeur in the past.

  Some cars that have long been scorched, buried in the mud and dust, but there is no grass around them, so make some romantic decorations.

  The street that should have been full of traffic was already full of mud at this time, and the ash that flew from nowhere, like black snowflakes, was always floating and spinning over the ruins of the city.

"Wear a hat, cover your mouth and nose, and try not to expose your skin. The dust contains a lot of radiation. If you touch it directly, it will cause a large area of ​​skin ulcers...even lesions." Red-haired Tom said .

   While speaking, Red-haired Tom held up the big iron umbrella that was always on his back.

   At the edge of the iron umbrella, there is also a transparent plastic edge.

  The two of them were shrouded under the iron umbrella, temporarily isolated from the outside world, creating a seemingly safe space.

   "Let's go to the city now to collect some living supplies. If you can't find your home today or tomorrow, you can go home. Then our living supplies will not be sufficient." Red-haired Tom said to Song Qingwen.

  Red-haired Tom didn't go to a large supermarket, and he didn't dare to go to those high-rise buildings that seemed to be relatively well preserved.

   What he took Song Qingwen to search were all single-family courtyards.

   Easily break open the door and look for a basement.

  And in the basement, is there still food and daily necessities in good condition?

   However, most of the houses are either empty or have no basement.

  Some of the found food has already been damaged in packaging, spoiled and inedible.

  Finally, the two broke open a room again. The overall layout of the room seemed to be relatively well preserved, but most of them had been carbonized.

  Red Tom broke open the basement.

  I saw three corpses, embracing each other, tightly bonded.

   It looks like a father holding his wife and child.

   And the mother wraps the child with her body.

   Such layers of walls were made up of flesh and blood, but there was still no miracle in exchange.

  The child was also scorched and died in the arms of the mother.

  Red-haired Tom stood silently in front of the charred corpse, and then said in a low voice: "May you die without any pain, and your soul will be wiped out with the fall of heaven."

  Song Qingwen followed behind, not because he was indifferent to life and death, or because he had personally created countless more tragic tragedies, so he was frivolous and impatient at the moment.

  In the fire that burned the forest.

  Tigers will allow small animals to climb on themselves and flee with them.

  Squirrels will also give up their deep underground burrows, allowing snakes or other animals as natural enemies to come in to avoid danger.

  Ke Xiaoliang did not set up such a scene to impress anyone.

  But to make everything you express more convincing.

  In the basement, the two found a lot of canned food and some useful materials.

  After leaving the room, Red-haired Tom looked up at the still gloomy sky, and spit out a few words that had never been translated in Song Qingwen's ears.

   "It seems that there is no time to go back, and the night will come earlier today."

   "Let's go north!" Red-haired Tom ran quickly with Song Qingwen as he said.

   And the sky, just as Red-haired Tom said, is rapidly becoming darker and darker.

  Song Qingwen has even been keenly aware that some black and charred corpses have begun to wriggle slowly in the rapidly spreading night.

   They seem to be coming to life in a whole new way.

   Evil and ferocious.

  Even Song Qingwen himself never imagined that one day, he would use the word 'evil' to describe something else.

   Just at the northernmost edge of the city.

  The fire trucks that had been scorched a long time ago formed a vehicle wall, blocking somewhere in the street.

  Some people who were rushing towards a certain deep pit were charred halfway, and they could vaguely see shouts and firm expressions on the charred faces.

   "Okay! We'll spend the night here tonight."

"Live on a fire truck. Hope the radiation isn't too strong and turn us into monsters. If it changes... I hope it won't be too ugly, and at least keep my thick red hair." Tom Red seemed to be joking. Said in a tone.

  (end of this chapter)