◎The fraud is exploding!◎
Yan Jue didn't answer, but shook his hands slightly. There was no displeasure in his eyes, but the aura emanating from his body showed that he hated being touched by others.
Being carefree doesn't mean being slow in everything. Tian Yichuang immediately withdrew his hand and even blinked, adjusting his eyes to make himself look friendly.
"Of course it's charged." Yan Jue's answer was unclear, and it sounded like he was talking nonsense. Tian Yichuang was so anxious that he almost jumped up and grabbed his collar and shook him.
Tian Yichuang needed help from someone, so he gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to curse, his face becoming more and more ferocious.
Long Qingyu was close to them and stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over. "Excuse me, do you have any way to charge your phone? Old Tian has been trying to contact his family, but his phone ran out of battery a long time ago. I've been trying to find a solution."
"Electricity is useless. There is no signal."
Yan Jue was telling the truth, but what everyone understood but kept silent about seemed particularly cruel at this moment.
Old Tian, who is usually noisy, suddenly became silent. It was so quiet that Ling Xi frowned uneasily. She reached out and patted his shoulder, wanting to say a few words of comfort.
But after the end of the world, comfort is neither powerful nor useful, and even makes people numb.
Whenever he arrives at a place and sees a landline phone, Tian Yichuang will try to dial it out. No matter how many times he is disappointed, he will still insist on doing so.
Ling Xi held it in for a long time, but couldn't think of any good words of comfort, and in the end, she was left with silence.
"But if the phone still has power, there's more hope!" Rong Xiao stretched out his finger and poked Yan Jue's phone screen. The extinguished light came back on, illuminating two lovely round spots in her dark eyes. "If the phone still has power, if there's a signal one day, Brother Chuan can contact his family right away... Maybe his family will contact him too."
"Rong Xiao..." Optimism is a good thing, but Rong Xiao's optimism makes Yan Jue feel cruel.
"Even though there's no signal now, what if there's signal tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or maybe the day after that?"
tomorrow.
The originally ordinary words became everyone's hope after the end of the world.
For them, having "tomorrow" means having a future, which means they have lived one more day in the difficult doomsday.
As long as there is tomorrow, there will be a chance for hope. Only by living can we see a new "tomorrow" again and again.
Yan Jue was silenced by Rong Xiao's sparkling eyes. After a moment, he took a deep breath and shouted towards the kitchen: "Old Wei! Come here!"
"Brother Wei, ignore that guy, he must be trying to trick you." Su Ming's gritted teeth voice echoed in the kitchen.
He was tricked by Yan Jue into coming to the kitchen just now, and he thought Wei Feng really had something to talk to him about. Only after he arrived did he realize that Yan Jue was just talking nonsense.
Even when that guy was lying, his words had an indistinguishable authenticity. Yan Jue's eyes seemed to be able to conceal all his lies. As long as he wanted to, he could deceive people.
The tall and strong man didn't have time to clean up. He put the towel on the countertop and came out of the kitchen with his coat tugged at him. "What's wrong?"
The feeling of oppression is even stronger when you look at it from a closer distance. This old Wei is at least 1.9 meters tall, with strong muscles and a back as broad as a wall. Just by standing in front of people, he can cast a heavy pressure on them.
In particular, he doesn't seem to like to laugh much. When he looks at people, his expression is very serious, and his eyes stare straight at the person in front of him. Even if he has not done anything bad, people dare not look him in the eye.
Yan Jue got up from the ground, pulled Wei Feng to the side, and whispered something in his ear with his hand covering his mouth.
After a moment, Wei Feng nodded, his magnetic and deep voice resonating like a bronze bell: "Okay."
"Where's your cell phone?" Yan Jue stretched out his hand towards Tian Yichuang.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, Tian Yichuan took out his cell phone and charger, which he had wrapped in a towel, from his backpack. Yan Jue didn't take the charger and directly handed the cell phone to Wei Feng: "I'll give it to you. If it breaks, you'll have to pay for it yourself."
"I'll be careful." Wei Feng took the phone, flipped it over and checked it, then pointed his fingertips at the charging port of the phone.
The faint blue light flowed towards the charging port like flowing water waves. After more than ten minutes, Wei Feng shook his almost stiff fingers and tried to turn on the phone.
After two buzzing vibrations, the phone screen lit up with the logo and soon entered the normal interface.
"It really has power!" Tian Yichuan held the phone excitedly. The 1.9-meter-tall Wei Feng also became adorable in his eyes. He hurriedly put the phone on the cabinet beside him and held Wei Feng's hand with both hands, "Thank you, thank you!!"
"Oh my god, you have... a superpower?" Ling Xi was stunned, her hands on her backpack, looking at Wei Feng in disbelief. "Lightning-related superpowers? This is the first time I've seen one. It's incredible!"
"Oh my God, this ability is so awesome, so cool, so awesome!!" Tian Yichuang, who had just benefited from it, spared no effort to give likes crazily.
"Thank you, it's nothing actually." Wei Feng's expression didn't change, as if he had automatically blocked out the compliments. "Do you have anything else that needs charging? If not, I'll go take a shower first."
"Um... my cell phone, is that okay?" Ling Xi took out her own cell phone with a smile, and handed over the cell phone that Long Qingyu had left with her.
Tian Yichuang tried to make a call with his cell phone, but there was no signal and the call was not connected. However, he was not disappointed as before. He was so excited that he couldn't sit still, holding the phone. He fiddled with it over and over again before he turned off the phone temporarily with satisfaction.
Next to him, Lao Wei was still charging two other phones. Tian Yichuan suddenly remembered something and jumped up from the stool: "Lao Wei, you want to take a shower, right?"
Yan Jue, who was playing a game on his phone for Rong Xiao to see, was stunned and asked in disbelief, "Don't tell me you want to rub his back as a token of gratitude?"
Tian Yichuang had already run to the kitchen, filled two large pots of water, and started to boil water using his special powers.
"No need, this can actually let Yan..." Lao Wei was embarrassed to trouble him. Charging a mobile phone was just a small matter, and he had never thought about asking others to repay him at the beginning.
Tian Yichuan, who was busy working, poked his head out from the kitchen and interrupted him boldly: "Hey, boiling water is just a small matter. You helped me a lot by charging my phone, brother!"
As he said that, he went back into the kitchen to watch the fire.
Ling Xi unceremoniously took out all the electronic devices on his body from the space, even the rechargeable desk lamp. He thought that the opportunity must be seized, and by the time Wei Feng had finished everything for them, the water at Tian Yichuang's place had just boiled.
"The water is in the bathroom. I also put a bucket of cold water next to it to neutralize the water temperature." Tian Yichuang stood at the bathroom door with a smile, and respectfully handed over a towel like a hotel doorman.
This scene made Wei Feng a little stunned. After stammering his thanks, he took the towel and went into the bathroom.
The living room fell silent again. Ling Xuting seemed to be awake. He was wearing headphones and resting with his eyes closed.
Yan Jue and Rong Xiao were huddled together nearby, each wearing a headset and playing a single-player game on their phones. Rong Xiao was laughing as happily as he could, his eyes almost drilling into the phone screen.
Yan Jue leaned against the wall behind him and let her click randomly. Even if she accidentally "died", he would still praise her for being so awesome and telling lies with his eyes open.
"Brother Jue, throat lozenges," a gleaming white hand reached out from the darkness, "You've been talking all the time, and your voice is almost hoarse."
Yan Jue took the throat lozenge in silence, and before he could say anything, the voice drifted away again.
"Brother Ling, it's time to take your medicine, your stomach medicine."
"Xiao Su's cold medicine has arrived."
"I'll put Brother Wei's melatonin here first and remind him to take it later."
The voice in the darkness was timid and low, but it was obvious that it was a girl. The voice was very light and without any emotion, as if she was in a hurry. After she finished explaining everything and making preparations, she stopped talking abruptly.
Lingxi looked curiously towards the sofa, where a small figure was curled up in a ball covered with a coat, seemingly ready to sleep.
Her long hair spread out in flower-like shapes on the paved ground.
"So there's a girl in your team," Ling Xi looked at Yan Jue and Su Ming curiously, "I didn't notice it just now."
"That's normal. Xixi is very low-key, so low-key that sometimes she can even appear invisible." Yan Jue's words were definitely not sarcastic, but rather a reflection of his deep understanding.
They had taken the time to discuss whether or not to let Nie Fuxi join. After all, it was not very convenient for a group of men to take care of a girl. They also thought about finding a reliable team with girls to settle her down.
But Nie Fuxi is really low-key, worry-free and capable. When she followed them to kill zombies for a long time, her physical strength was better than Su Ming's. She never needed help from others and could solve the problems encountered by the team quietly and easily.
She always remembers clearly the team members' insignificant habits and little things. Like a silent computer, she doesn't like to talk much and almost never speaks unless it is necessary.
Long Qingyu had been looking at them and found that this group of people were also wearing black bracelets on their hands.
Even though he was watching very carefully, he was still discovered by Ling Xuting who was standing next to him.
"You have also been to that bubble, right?" Ling Xuting asked.
Long Qingyu nodded, and the two captains began to communicate in a friendly manner.
They discussed the hexagon in the sky, the bracelet, and then the mission, sharing many situations and experiences they encountered.
Ling Xuting, who seems aloof, is actually quite easy to talk to. He answers every question and shares information proactively.
We were chatting animatedly when someone came running in from the back door, shouting.
"Captain, there are a few houses on fire nearby!" Su Ming rushed into the space next to Ling Xuting. "I saw a few people with torches. I wonder if they set the fire."
set fire?
Who would set a fire in the middle of the night for no reason?
He doesn't sound like a good person.
"Don't panic, I'll go take a look." Ling Xuting took off his headphones in an orderly manner, put away his MP3, and walked towards the direction Su Ming pointed. His steps were not messy at all and there was no sense of urgency.
Su Ming was so nervous that he bit his fingers. He rushed over and banged on the bathroom door: "Brother Wei, something happened, something happened! Come out quickly!"
He wanted to take another photo, but Yan Jue grabbed his hand.
He raised his head and saw Yan Jue looking down at him in a dominating manner: "Why are you so anxious? Lao Wei, take your time washing. I'm here. I'll go check on you."
Su Ming suddenly thought of something, calmed down, took out a small electric saw from his bag, and pretended to be calm.
"What's wrong? Are you guys going out?" Rong Xiao was originally playing games with headphones on. When the level-clearing information popped up on the screen, she took a moment to take a look and found that everyone was scattered around the back door and the window, looking ready for battle.
Yan Jue smiled and took her to the back of the sofa, which was farthest from the window and would not be seen by others. He put the headphones on her again and said, "It's okay, you can continue playing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the noisy sound had already reached outside the villa where they were hiding, and the light of the torches reflected on the windows was jumping dangerously.
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