Chapter 67
The child looked at them, his face dark from the dust rubbed against him from underground, only his two pairs of different-colored eyes were particularly bright.
The child who answered at the beginning suddenly said in a low voice: "Thank you, brother."
Wen Bei smiled and said, "You shouldn't say that to me. You should thank that brother."
He turned sideways to reveal Aro.
A Luo did not come closer, but still stood not far away and watched silently.
A confused look appeared on the child's face.
They didn't understand why they had to thank other people when it was the handsome brother in front of them who gave them the extra cans of food.
They nodded half-confusedly and murmured thanks in A Luo's direction.
Hearing these childish words, Luo finally moved. He walked over and took out two sticky candies from his pocket.
He squeezed the candies all day yesterday and some of them broke into pieces.
But for these two young children, such snacks have almost faded from their memories.
Even if they forget how delicious the candy is, children will still be immediately attracted to it.
They looked at A Luo timidly for a moment, and after confirming that it was really for them, they couldn't wait to reach out and take it, saying crisply, "Thank you, brother."
A Luo did not respond to the thanks, just as the people here did not know whether they should thank him or not, he did not want to accept these thanks either.
Wen Bei had noted down these two children when he was helping to distribute supplies, and he had also noted down some other people.
They were all people who could hardly hold on any longer. If it weren't for A Luo, they would have died the day before the severe cold ended.
Wen Bei took him to meet a few more people. Those people had different attitudes from most of the people in the safe zone. They didn't care about A Luo's brutality when he almost killed someone, but they just sincerely thanked him for saving their lives.
A Luo still did not respond to these thanks. He looked at these people expressionlessly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
On the way back, Wen Bei asked the question again: "Do you regret it?"
He didn't hope to use these people to untie A Luo's knot, but at least to prevent him from continuing to sink in the abyss of uselessness.
He didn't want A Luo to go astray.
If you can't be an upright, selfless hero, then just be an ordinary person.
A Luo did not answer this time.
After the accident, he realized that he was not as noble as the protagonist in the movie. If he could do it again, he would never leave his family again and would protect them every step of the way.
But no matter whether he regrets it or not, there is no option to start over in life.
At least at this moment, his original choice saved more than half of the people in the safe zone.
Therefore, all the dark thoughts that had originally arisen were driven away by the clear eyes looking at him.
...
They were only away for a while, and when they came back, Bo Ji was surprised to find that the lifeless and hateful aura on Luo's body had disappeared a lot.
The whole person looks much calmer.
Boji looked at Wenbei: "How did you do that?"
Wen Bei shrugged. He did not directly answer Bo Ji's question, but instead told him about the upgrade of his hotel [Jump].
From the beginning he had never intended to hide it from the passengers.
After all, if he set the hotel's [jump] entrance in another base, then when the people from that place and the people from the original H City base met and talked in the hotel, they would immediately find out that they came from different places.
Instead of letting them suspect it, it is better to speak out openly about this matter.
Bo Ji was stunned for a few seconds, then his voice suddenly increased: "Really?!"
He was so excited that he wanted to grab Wen Bei's hand and shake it up and down, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Qiu Ting's cold eyes swept over him.
Like a wolfhound guarding its food.
Boji's hands abruptly turned in the air and began to rub his hands together. "This, this is amazing. Do you know what this means?"
Wen Bei: “Hmm?”
Boji: "We can get in touch with other bases through your hotel!"
Bo Ji paced excitedly, muttering something and scratching his ears from time to time.
Wen Bei waited until his excitement wore off before asking, "Are you and the other bases currently disconnected?"
Bo Ji: "Not exactly. You should know that we can use pagers to communicate with each other within the base."
Wen Bei nodded. He had used it when he was at the base.
Bo Ji: "But it can't be used outside the base due to interference from the magnetic field. Similarly, when we send signals to other bases, they will also be interfered with by the magnetic field. Our base is the best in the world in terms of technology preservation."
"So we can maintain signal contact with other bases that are also capable of maintaining communications, but it requires a huge investment, and we can only relay one signal every two weeks."
Even so, two of the five existing bases are completely unable to do so.
They were like two huge isolated islands, completely blocked from all sources of information.
If their base had not sent a mercenary group to the two bases at a high price half a year ago to exchange and explore, they would even suspect that the two bases had been destroyed quietly.
Bo Ji: "If you could move your store closer to another base, we could communicate more easily!"
By then, their delegations will be able to meet directly with delegations from other bases, so there will be no need to spend so much money on signal exchanges every two weeks.
Wen Bei thought thoughtfully: "So, this newly developed function of mine is really very useful."
Bo Ji said excitedly: "Yes!"
Then he watched Wen Bei narrow his eyes, smiling like a little fox as he stretched out his white and tender palm: "Then shouldn't your base support me?"
Boji: “Ah?”
His glasses had slipped off, making him look a little funny.
Wen Bei revealed a sly, profiteer-like face, and unknowingly came up with an idea: "It cost me a lot to develop this feature, and the store transfer also costs money, so charging a small fee is quite normal, right?"
Bo Ji became nervous. Even before the apocalypse, he had never bargained. "Then how much do you want?"
Wen Bei calculated with an abacus in a serious manner, then stretched out two fingers.
Boji: "What do you mean?"
The Wenbei Lion opened his mouth and said, "I want two 5A pieces of filth in exchange."
Bo Ji's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately retorted: "Impossible!"
Wen Bei raised an eyebrow.
Bo Ji: "How did you know that our research institute has two 5A cells?"
Wen Bei paused, he really didn't know about this.
But he remembered that Ji Mingyuan had once told him that there were already fourteen registered 5A filth creatures on this continent. As the filth creatures closest to S-level, they posed a great threat to the survival of mankind. It was impossible for the base to be completely defenseless.
Maybe place trackers or something where they are.
Raising the price would be beneficial for subsequent negotiations. In fact, he originally just wanted a 5A.
Now that we know that there are only two of them taken in by the research institute, there is absolutely no way we will let them go.
The base needs a major upgrade.
He really needs these points.
Bo Ji rubbed his eyes. He seemed to have seen a strange light flash in Wen Bei's eyes.
Looking again, the young man looked pure and innocent again.
Wen Bei: "Your research institute took those two filthy creatures in. Are you going to conduct research on them?"
Bo Ji was a little embarrassed to say: "Originally, yes."
It took a lot of effort to contain those two 5A filths.
However, there is no means to study them, and they can only be kept in heavily guarded underground shelters.
It is difficult to perform a live dissection on filth of this level unless it is killed directly.
So since they were taken into custody, they have only been able to study their hair, secretions and other things, but they still face the risk of being highly contaminated.
Wen Bei said in a beckoning voice, "Your base has to spend so much energy every two weeks to contact other bases. Once I successfully develop my new function, you can solve this problem once and for all."
Bo Ji's face showed a look of struggle: "This is not something I can decide alone. I need to go back to the base and have a good discussion with them."
A Luo had been listening to their conversation and took the initiative to speak: "Can I go to the base with you?"
Boji: "Do you want to leave this safe zone?"
Aro: "...Yeah."
Boji: "Of course."
Wen Bei looked at them with some regret: "It seems that we have to say goodbye now, but I can help you contact the H City base and ask them to send a convoy to pick you up."
After all, Bo Ji is a valuable scientific researcher, and he knows that at least Xuan Yi and others will agree to come and escort him.
Not to mention that he and Boji now have a deal on their hands.
Whether or not the two 5A filth can be sent to the hotel requires Bo Ji to go and negotiate with the research institute.
Bo Ji pushed up his glasses and said, "Thank you very much."
He is self-aware and understands that as an ordinary person, it is a rare opportunity for him to accompany Wen Bei and others to this day.
If you continue to follow him, you may face the risk of contamination.
It’s safer to go back first.
At least I finally realized my five-year wish and set foot on the contaminated area in person.
Whoever is serious about scientific research would want to spend his whole life in the laboratory? During these days, he not only saw countless filth, but also recorded so much new data, which he would never be able to do in the base in his lifetime.
He will also bring this data back to the base for his seniors to study together.
...
After making an appointment with Bo Ji, Wen Bei returned to the hotel.
He has now become very proficient in using the hotel's [Jump] function and can return to the hotel to rest and eat at any time.
Rabbit Butler: "Welcome back, boss."
Su Wu stood beside him, blinking his green, pitiful eyes like a fawn: "Boss, you're back."
As soon as the slightly rough voice came out, Wen Bei seemed to see the heartbroken expressions of several diners nearby who were secretly paying attention to Su Wu.
Qiu Tin glanced at Su Wu, but this time he didn't show any murderous intent. Instead, he was very calm and acted as if nothing happened.
Su Wu was puzzled: This person has changed his personality? Hasn't he always disliked me?
Little did he know that Qiu Tinge no longer took him seriously at all.
After all, Wen Bei whispered in his ear at that time that he didn't like Su Wu.
Su Wu has some suicidal genes in his bones. Even though he has become petite and delicate due to the deformity, it cannot stop him from being bolder than the sky.
Thinking of his previous experience of being thrown into the mud, Su Wu decided to personally expose the mask of this green tea to Wen Bei.
He had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by a loud shout.
Su Wu's face darkened, and he glared back fiercely: "What a noise! No loud noises are allowed in the hotel lobby!"
That person didn't expect that Su Wu, who looked well-behaved, would suddenly become so fierce.
He shuddered with fear: "No, no, but it's raining outside."
"It's just raining, look at what you've done." Su Wu said in a rough voice.
The man waved his hands anxiously: "It's acid rain!"
He bared his arms, which were covered with bloody holes that had just been corroded by rain.
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