Chapter 419 The true strength is not a grade, but a brave heart

   "Good brother, the task of promoting artworks is entrusted to you!"

   "Hey, I remember you asked Ah Guang if he could build a female account? The opportunity for women's clothing has come!"

   "Try black silk too!"

   "Don't forget Fujito's artwork!"

   "Get out of here!!"

  Someone shouted hoarsely from the runway of the airport. Amidst the laughter and farewell sounds of the crowd, the hatch of the "Korca" transport plane slowly closed.

  The drum-shaped engine ejected a blue arc of light downwards, pushing the huge body up from the runway of the airport, and flew forward smoothly.

   Carrying the friendship and blessings of the residents in the southern part of the River Valley Province, that faint blue light and shadow disappeared into the distant sky.

   It will bring more here.

  Among the crowd outside the airport, Dolly clasped her hands in front of her chest, silently chanting blessings.

   After the plane disappeared, she quietly turned and left the crowd.

  Lao Bai, Ye Shi and Gale Feng stood outside the crowd, with a power armor and two exoskeletons, and an "Alpha Dog" next to them. The lineup was quite luxurious.

   Walking in front of Dolly, Lao Bai clicked twice on the helmet and untied the mask.

   "We will send you to Boulder City... But, isn't Ni really here waiting for him to come back?"

   "I have to go back to work," Dolly said cautiously, looking at the power armor in front of her, and whispered, "That... I can't pay that much."

  Old Bai smiled and said: "The guy has already paid the reward, so you don't have to worry about it, we will send you safely."

   Dolly froze for a moment.

   "How much did he give you?"

   "That's not enough for at least three meals," Lao Bai said with a grin. "It's too hurtful to talk about money, buddy. By the way, don't even think about paying for that guy. We won't accept someone else's invitation."

   Seeing that Lao Bai said so, although Dolly was still a little embarrassed, she still accepted everyone's kindness and nodded slightly.

  Fang Chang told her before leaving that these three are his good brothers.

  When he is away, if you encounter any trouble, you can contact them.

   On the other side, at the airport.

  Looking at the direction where the plane disappeared, Yi Chuan was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and asked Chu Guang who was beside him.

   "Just now... what was he shouting for?"

   I seem to have heard a "Get out"?

   What is "Get out"?

   "Uh... Anyway, it means goodbye," Chu Guang coughed dryly, and said with a delicate expression, "In shelter 404, we only use this word for our best friends."

   Yi Chuan showed a dazed expression on his face.

   "So that's how it is...'Get out' means goodbye, your language is so strange."

   Shouting out loud, presumably it should be an expression of strong feelings and longing for friends.

   This should be memorized.

"It's been 200 years... It's normal for the accent to change a little bit. Everyone has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Okay, let's not discuss this matter." Afraid that this guy would take it to heart, Chu Guang quickly turned away topic.

  Repeating that strange pronunciation in his mouth, Yi Chuan nodded, except for writing down the pronunciation, he didn't think too much about it.

  The world is so big.

   There are many shelters.

  Compared to those weird plans and plans, in his opinion, shelter 404 is quite normal...

  …

  In the distant Luoxia Province, a small town in the northeast, beside a coal mine like a pile of loess, there is a row of shacks.

   One side is for slaves, and the other side is for temporary workers.

   "Wake up, get up quickly, it's time to go to work. Damn, sleep like a pig, do you still want wages?"

  A callused hand kept patting his face.

  The Battlefield guy who just boarded the game opened his eyes.

  The venomous sunlight pierced through the gaps in the wooden wall and sprinkled on the face, but what came into view was not a lovely face, but an old face that had been sunburned and molted, with a tinge of red in the black.

   That man is the overseer of the coal mine.

  The wrinkled skin reminded the Battlefield guy of a nibbler, and his eyes subconsciously let out a murderous look.

  Being frightened by the miner in front of him, the supervisor subconsciously took a step back, but soon realized that he was the supervisor, and stared back fiercely.

   "What are you looking at? Are you still doing it?"

  The guard standing at the door had a revolver on his waist, his eyes drifted to this side intentionally or unintentionally, the threat was as obvious as the shining silver light on the revolver trigger.

  However, the field guy didn't take him seriously.

  As an awakener of the Agile Department with the third stage of the genetic sequence, even if he is lying on his back now, there are at least three ways to rub these two idiots on the ground like dead dogs.

However…

  He can't do that.

"…Dry."

   Shaking his drowsy head, the warrior got out of his sleeping bag, took the mining pick next to the shack, and walked towards the hill not far away.

  Watching the man's back, the overseer heaved a sigh of relief, raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead, only then did he realize that his palms were sweating.

  There are two types of people who work in mines.

   One is slaves of mine owners, and the other is odd jobs.

  The former is very convenient to manage. According to the laws of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, slave owners have the right to dispose of their slaves in any way, as long as they can provide a fair contract as proof.

   However, the latter situation is more complicated.

   Some are hiding here to escape the pursuit of their enemies, and some are merchants or mercenaries who escaped here after encountering looters and throwing away their luggage.

   Like the one just now.

  That look...

   It's almost like crawling out of the dead...

  At this moment, the Zhandi guy who was walking to the mine didn't know what the ugly overseer thought of him, and was silently calculating how much gold lizard coins he would have to spend to get to the No. 9 oasis.

This is a third town, also known as Sanfen Town. The origin of the name is unknown. He only knows that it is located in the northeastern border of Luoxia Province, the southernmost part of the No. 8 oasis, and it belongs to the golden The territory of the lizard kingdom.

  Here is rich in coal mines, iron mines, and the most common slaves in the wasteland.

  The locals themselves do not capture slaves, but there are always travelers who lose their property due to various reasons, and cannot make up the travel expenses to leave the desert, so they can only sell themselves to nearby mine owners or rich local rich men.

  This is probably like the predecessor of the Red River Alliance.

   It's just that due to the low output value, the futures market has not been developed.

   In addition, the degree of development here is also very low, unlike the southern part of the river valley province where there are nutritional creams to buy. The only generator in the town is in the mine, and a check-in robot converted from a vending machine is probably the darkest technology here.

  The cheapest food here is dry black bread, which can be bought for a catty with a gold coin, and then milk, which is so cheap that locals will drink it as water.

  The Battlefield guy did some calculations. If he wanted to go to the No. 9 oasis, he had to prepare water and food for at least two weeks, and it was for two people.

  Even if you eat bread every meal, including the cost of fresh water, you have to prepare at least 32 Golden Lizard Coins.

  Working for a day will give you 4 gold lizard coins. I am an awakened person. Although I am an agility type, my strength attribute is not low. It should not be a problem to work hard to get 6 gold coins.

   "... Based on this calculation, it will take at least 5 days."

   "Wait, no, I almost forgot to count the daily expenses... In fact, only 2~3 Golden Lizard Coins can be saved in a day."

  The Zhandi guy counted with his fingers, and suddenly found sadly that even if he worked hard to mine, it would take nearly two weeks to save enough travel expenses.

   "Spicy chicken game, play Nima!"

   After cursing, he swung the pickaxe violently and hit the rock wall hard.

   Gan!

  The jumping sparks startled the miners next to them, and they all moved away to the side.

   Good guy.

  This grandson wants to collapse the mine!

   Get away from him!

  Perhaps it was because the exaggerated movements were too frightening, or maybe his expression was too frightening, unknowingly, there was only one person left in the entire mine section.

  The Zhandi guy who turned grief and anger into strength seemed to be transformed into a real pangolin at this moment. He only heard the sound of rattling, and the ore he dug out filled a whole mine cart in a short while.

   Rolled up my sleeves and worked all day.

  Finally walking out of the mine exhausted, the warrior took today's wages from the annoying overseer at the door.

  The supervisor wanted to cut back a little water, but was frightened by the hostile eyes, and didn't dare to reach out to get it.

  Weighing the pitiful 6 gold coins in his hand, the Zhandi guy couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion.

  Compared with these vampires, their manager is simply too conscientious and gentle!

  The minimum hourly wage of the alliance is one silver coin.

   Working 12 hours a day can earn at least 12 silver coins, but this is the minimum wage, and since the formation of the alliance, almost no one has lived on the minimum wage.

  Due to the rapid economic growth, coupled with the alliance's investment in industry regardless of cost, domestic production is encouraged, and external bonds are issued to attract investment. All major factories in the alliance industrial zone are recruiting workers.

  As long as you can read and write, you can easily find a job with a monthly salary of 500-600 silver coins. If you are not literate, you can also enroll in a night school class, doing odd jobs and learning cultural knowledge at the same time.

   And if you are a technician with a skill, the salary will start at 4 digits, and there is no upper limit.

  The only thing that confuses him is, since "Wasteland OL" always claims to be true, where does so much money come from?

   I didn't see the manager plucking anyone's wool or cutting off anyone's leeks. I saw the alliance bank throwing money everywhere, and the rewards given by the tasks were never ambiguous.

  How did this exaggerated quantitative easing rate suppress inflation?

   Puzzled, Zhandi decided not to think about this complicated issue for the time being.

  Anyway, he can’t figure it out, he just needs to do what pangolins should do.

  With today's salary, the warfield guy didn't go back to the shack, but went to a nearby town.

   There is also a mop bottle waiting for him to feed.

   He swore.

   When the task assigned to him by the manager is completed, this guy must be chopped up!

   Taking a deep breath, the warfield guy put away his negative emotions and pushed open the door of the hotel.

  Just walked into the lobby of the hotel, and before he went up the stairs, he saw Colway lying drunkenly lying on the bar in the lobby, with Harazi spilling over the table, and a glass of half-drunk beer beside him.

   Noticing the shadow falling on the table, Coleway opened his half-closed eyes, and saw the Warband standing beside him.

   Grinning, he waved his furry arms.

   "Ah... pangolin, you're back, hicc—"

   "The beer here tastes really good...Let's have a drink together. By the way, do you have any money? Settle the money for the drink for me, and I'll pay you back when I get back."

   Battlefield took another deep breath.

not good.

   Blood pressure is **** up!

  Resisting the urge to kill, he looked at the boss behind the bar, gritted his teeth and asked.

"How much?"

   "5, 5 gold lizard coins."

  Gazed by that murderous gaze, the boss stuttered, and his hand reached for the gun hidden under the bar.

  5 pieces? !

  Hearing this number, the Warfield guy almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, his eyes turned red instantly, and he reached out and grabbed Coleway by the collar.

   It doesn't matter what identity or not.

  He directly picked up the drunk Coleway and brought him in front of him, wanting to poke his nose into his eyes.

   "Are you crazy! 5 gold lizards, do you know how much I earn after working so hard for a day?!"

   "6 pieces! 6 pieces!"

   "I worked for those vampires who eat people and don't spit out their bones all day, and I didn't even eat a bite of food, but you **** drank all day here!"

   "Do you really want to go back to the Legion? Are you a man?"

  The battle field guy roared angrily, cursing, and even hoarse, so that the original stuttering people's joint speech was smoothed out.

  The entire tavern fell silent, staring at this side in a daze...including the boss standing behind the bar.

  Legion?

  These two...are members of the Legion?

  Shoulders undulating violently, like waves lapping on the shore, the Zhandi guy's eyes turned into copper bells.

   If eyes could kill, the guy he held in his hands had died countless times, and he never relented when he killed legionaries.

Grass!

  Niang Xipi, I can't take it anymore!

  He feels wronged at the moment, like a little daughter-in-law who works two jobs to support the family, and her husband is still a waste who eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles and doesn't work.

  By the way, the Legion has a red name, right?

   It's a red name!

  Red names can be killed, right?

  It doesn't matter what the safety zone is or something, he has already thought about it, if he kills this guy, he will commit suicide, three days is three days, it's better than wasting three months!

  Your NPC is not human—

   Don't blame me for not being a human being!

   "What the **** are you—"

  Kerway, who was grabbed by the collar, was stunned. Seeing that the pangolin who was grabbing his collar was about to yell angrily, he suddenly noticed the look of "hating iron but not steel", and stopped when he reached his mouth.

   A feeling of shame rolled in his chest.

  When he rolled up his sleeves in the coal mine to save the travel expenses for returning to the original army, he actually took his hard-earned hard-earned money to get drunk, anesthetized himself with alcohol, and avoided failure and reality.

  As a noble Willant, his loyalty to the Legion and His Majesty the Marshal actually lost to a wastelander who was born in the wild...

  Ashamed emotions turned into remorse, Kerway closed his eyes in pain, and let out a sigh.

"sorry…"

   "..."

  The warrior's chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

  He was thinking about how to arrange this guy's death, but he didn't expect to hear the three words "sorry" from this mouth.

  "...I know, my escapism is ugly, my cowardice and incompetence have failed your loyalty, and I am not a good leader."

  Looking at the furious pangolin, Kerway's Adam's apple twitched, and the guilt in his eyes grew stronger.

  Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he spoke.

   "Pangolin."

   "What are you doing?" the warlord said viciously.

  He gets angry when he hears the name pangolin now, so angry that he wants to cut himself off.

  Corway looks at him.

"Just kill me."

  The warlord was slightly taken aback, unable to be overwhelmed by the expression on his face and these words.

   Seeing that he did not speak, Kerway continued in a calm tone.

"Take my head back to the River Valley Province, where the survivors live together...should give you a sum of money. I am ashamed of my decadence and self-abandonment. I am not worthy of your loyalty. This is what I can give Your final reward, hopefully it will make up for your disappointment."

  Looking at those sincere eyes, the Warlander fell silent, the hand that grabbed his collar loosened, then tightened again.

  The bastard...

   "...I f**king walked for a week... no, it was two weeks, just for the head of a centurion?"

  Who cares about your head so much!

   Really think the alliance is a scalping native?

   Staring at this guy, he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

"...If you still have a little bit of self-esteem and pride in your heart, slap yourself twice, and then stand up from here! You lost, but you are still alive, and the only thing you can do is die! Die too On the way back!"

  The warfield guy let go of his hand and pushed him, and threw him back to sit on the bar counter.

   It is easy to kill a person.

   But dead people are worthless.

  Zhan Di admitted that he was really impulsive just now, and thought of giving up altogether.

   Just a game.

  Does Lao Tzu need to be treated like this?

   But after calming down and thinking about it, he finally let go of the hostility in his heart.

  Especially when he recalled that night, the few little girls who fought bravely with the legion's pursuers in the forest made him blush.

  Being exposed to this game later than him, people who are weaker than him can persevere optimistically and fight bravely to the end...

  What qualifications do you have to give up lightly?

  He has done a good job along the way. Not only has he managed to gain the trust of the army officers, Kerway even promised to introduce him to General Griffin. He is only a little away from success...

  He is far from the end of his rope.

   "...Looks like I'm not strong enough." Glancing at Kerway who was lost in thought, the Battlefield guy muttered in his heart.

  Because of different reasons, both of them seemed to have fallen into reflection, and calmed down in unison.

  However, at this moment, Zhandi suddenly noticed that everyone in the tavern was looking at him.

   Also noticed the gazes of the crowd watching, Kerway suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and whispered.

   "...Did you just say Legion?"

   At this time, even denying it is useless, and the people around have obviously heard it.

   Battlefield's Adam's apple moved, and he nodded slightly.

"Um…"

  Damn, sloppy.

   There are more than 20 people in the lobby, all of them are armed with guns. Although they drank some wine, they don't look like weak chickens.

  With his skill, I am afraid that at most he can solve half of them before he will be beaten into a sieve.

  This is still a relatively optimistic situation.

   But to his surprise, no one moved.

   Are you waiting for an opportunity?

   While he was thinking about it, at a round table near the door, a man who looked like a merchant exchanged a few words with two mercenaries next to him, stood up from the table, and walked towards them.

  The nerves in the battlefield were tense, and he stared at him intently, and his right hand had already touched the table knife on the table.

   Not just to guard against this person.

   Also to guard against the innkeeper behind the bar.

  The movement under the table was obvious, whether it was the sound of opening the safety or pulling the trigger, the middle-aged man with a full beard had already grasped the gun hidden there.

   And turn the revolver.

  Zhan Zhan calmly observed the situation in the lobby, already thinking about it.

  If the boss pulled out the gun, he would cut the guy's throat with the knife in his hand immediately, and then throw Colway behind the bar, using the bar as a cover to exchange fire with the rest of the people in the lobby.

  This is the border of the Golden Lizard Kingdom. The camels are tied to the backyard of the hotel. It shouldn’t be difficult to steal supplies from other caravans and escape into the desert...

   "Relax...we mean no harm."

  The businessman who was walking towards the two showed a friendly smile, and raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

   "My name is Adan, I'm from the Bugra Free State... The two are members of the Legion?"

  The battlefield guy was slightly taken aback.

"Yes."

  The businessman named Adan continued with great interest.

   "It's really strange... This is the No. 8 oasis, have you already called here?"

  Battlefield exchanged glances with Kerway at the side.

  The latter cleared his throat, stood up from the bar, regained his aura and demeanor of an officer, and took over the conversation from the field guy.

   "We ran into a little accident and got separated from the big team."

  Hearing this sentence, everyone in the lobby breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped looking at this side, but in the voices of drinking and drinking, there were some topics related to the frontline war.

  The businessman named Adan nodded suddenly, his eyes looked up and down the man in front of him, as if he was pondering his identity.

   Touching his chin, he said thoughtfully.

   "So that's how it is... That is to say, the battle on the No. 9 oasis is not over yet?"

  Kerway's expression was a little embarrassed.

   Originally, the Heart of Iron planned to return to the No. 9 oasis to join forces with the front-line troops. However, no one expected that they encountered a group of desperate natives and shot down the airship that was impossible to fail.

   Lacking the fire support and high-altitude reconnaissance of the Iron Heart, the battle situation of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion's coalition forces in the No. 9 oasis obviously did not meet expectations.

  If they successfully join forces, I am afraid that the No. 9 oasis has already been taken.

   It seems that he misunderstood the expression on Kerway's face, Adan smiled and said.

   "Don't be nervous, we have no malicious intentions. In fact... we happen to have a batch of supplies to be sent to the No. 9 oasis. If you don't mind, we can go together."

  A fallen officer.

  The identity itself is full of stories.

  If this unlucky guy can be sent back to the Legion, the Legion will never be stingy with rewards.

   What's more, this favor is absolutely beneficial and harmless to a businessman like him who does business with the Legion. Many people in the Buguera Free State have made a fortune by relying on these big noses.

  Kerway's eyes lit up, but his heart quickly became alert, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

   "How do I know you won't sell me to the Lion Kingdom?"

   Although drunk.

   But his IQ is still online.

  Adan made a helpless expression, stretched his hand into his arms, and took out a list under the vigilant eyes of the two.

   "You should know this order, right?"

   Cole narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the words written on the order, and surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

  The Warfield guy noticed the change in his expression, but Naihe didn't have a translation tool and couldn't recognize the words written on that piece of paper, so he could only ask in a low voice.

   "What's written on it?"

   "Eight thousand rifles, 1.2 million rounds of ammunition... This is a purchase contract with the stamp of the Legion on it and the signature of the logistics officer. I recognize the guy's handwriting."

  Kerway looked at the businessman named Adan, his eyes were no longer alert, but excited.

   "Are you going to oasis No. 9?"

   "Of course, it seems that you are the same," Adan smiled and took the order back into his arms, and then extended his right hand to Kerway, "In that case, if you don't mind, we can go together."

  Kerway shook his right hand, his eyes drifted around unconsciously, and asked in a low voice.

   "Are these people okay?"

  Seeing the worry in his eyes, Adan smiled and said.

   "What's the problem? Respect the teachings of the Spirit of the Sand Sea. According to the ancient covenant, although all the kings in the desert have sent declarations of war to the Falcon Kingdom, only the Lion Kingdom has actually sent troops."

"The Hump Kingdom is in the southernmost part of the desert, it's too far away, and it doesn't want to fight. The royal family of the Golden Lizard has long been less pious... It seems a bit inappropriate for me to say this here. In short, they prefer those who can The nerds who bring them quirky gadgets, you know who I'm talking about."

  Corway frowned.

   "College?"

   "Exactly."

   After a pause, Adan said with a smile.

"Anyway, it's fairly safe here. The locals may not like your nose very much, but they don't want to cause trouble. Our trade route has been running for some days. The guards of the kingdom know where the munitions are sent, but no one will After careful investigation, everyone turned a blind eye."

  Hearing this sentence, Kerway heaved a sigh of relief, with a relieved expression on his face.

   "It seems that I was worried for nothing... Thank you for the information."

  In the past two days, even if he was drinking, he didn't dare to show his nose, but blocked it with a scarf.

   But he was so uncomfortable!

"You're welcome, you are our important customers," Adan nodded slightly, and said in a pleasant voice, "Many caravans here are from the Buguera Free State to the No. 9 oasis...General Griffin shot very quickly. Dafang, thanks to that lord, we have also made a lot of money."

  Looking at Kerway who was having a pleasant conversation with Adan, the field guy standing aside was secretly surprised.

   Good guy.

   Isn’t the Buguera Free State a vassal of the Great Rift Valley?

  The merchants there are actually doing business with the Legion! ?

   What's even more outrageous is that the battle situation in Luoxia Province is also different from the information published on the official website.

   There is no kingdom coalition at all, and the lion kingdom is supporting it alone from beginning to end. The kings declare war on the surface, but they are all appeasement behind their backs.

  The Golden Lizard Kingdom in the far north is even more impressive.

  These smart people turned a blind eye to the enemy's supply line in their own territory, acquiescing to the equipment of the Buguera Free State to be sent from the northern part of the valley province to the front line of the No. 9 oasis.

   Do you think you won’t get beaten if your back is against the academy?

  This is too coquettish!

   "My lord... I'm tired, and I want to go back to my room and lie down for a while." The field guy whispered, with a tired expression on his face.

  He is not tired at all.

  The most important thing now is to go offline quickly and return to the official website to share this explosive news with everyone.

  After the last update, the official website forum also has a task bar. This kind of heavyweight information is not only silver coins, but also rewards with huge contribution points!

  Hearing the voice of the pangolin, Kerway turned his head.

   Didn't care about this subordinate's rudeness to him before, he nodded slightly, and said in a gentle tone.

   "Go... By the way, you don't have to go out to work tomorrow, I can't let my loyal subordinates do that kind of lowly work."

  Those tender eyes gave goosebumps all over the battlefield guy.

   Didn't notice the weirdness in his subordinate's expression, and had no doubts about his loyalty, Kerway looked back at Adan.

   "Can you lend me some money? I will use my honor to guarantee that I will pay you back double when I arrive at the legion's garrison."

   "You're too polite, it's just some extraneous things, the money is just for making friends." While speaking, Adan smiled and put a bag of gold coins on the table.

   There are a full 200 dinars in it.

  Being able to recognize the signature on that order sheet alone is worth investing in him.

   Grabbing a handful of gold coins from the bag and slapping them on the table, Kerway looked at the boss behind the bar.

   "Are these enough?"

  Looking at the gold coins on the table, the boss's eyes were straightened, no matter how annoying the protruding bridge of the nose was, he nodded and said with a smile.

   "Enough is enough... 10 dinars are enough!"

  Before he was afraid that these people would renege on their debts, he touched the gun under the table.

  As for now, there is no need to worry about this problem at all, a bag of gold coins is enough to live with him until the end of next month.

  Looking at the hotel owner who was counting the money carefully, the drunken decadence could no longer be seen on Kerway's face, and the glory of the Legion seemed to return to him.

  He raised his chin, looked at the boss with his nostrils, and said casually.

   "Don't count, the rest of the money will open another room for my warrior, the most spacious room in this store!"

   "Also, prepare a bucket of hot water and clean towels, as well as a pound of cooked beef and the best beer and send them to his room!"

"Remember, you want the best beer," Colway pointed his index finger on the table, pointed to the half glass of beer, and squinted at the hotel owner, "If you dare to fool me with this kind of swill-like garbage If you pass by here next time, I will bring someone to demolish your house!"

   "Okay, my lord!" He didn't care about the threat at all, and the rich boss's eyes burst into joy, he quickly took the gold coins on the table into his arms, went back to the back kitchen behind the bar, and called the servants to get ready.

  Kerway looked back at the pangolin again, and said in a gentle voice.

   "Thank you for waking me up and reminding me that there are things in this world that are more important than life... Go back and rest, take a hot bath and eat before going to sleep."

   "We're leaving early tomorrow morning."

  Watched by those gentle eyes, the Zhandi guy only felt goosebumps all over his body fell to the ground, and his scalp felt numb as if he had touched a switch.

Oh shit.

  Got to lock the door tonight...

  (end of this chapter)