Chapter 62
Bo Ji was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about his words, but also as if he was thinking nothing.
Wen Bei glanced at the white fox that was grooming its fur not far away: "What do you think of him?"
Bo Ji's expression became complicated. "Since he can speak, it means he still has some human sanity. The world has become so chaotic, I wouldn't be surprised if something even more bizarre happened."
Of course, he didn't trust Baihu, but Wen Bei and his hotel.
Since I have chosen to adopt this white fox, there must be a way to control him.
The pollution level that everyone is afraid of can be solved in the hotel.
Wen Bei chuckled.
It's magical indeed.
Moreover, this white fox seems to be involved with the people of Shengjin Religion.
We can't let him leave casually.
"Do you know Su Wu?" Wen Bei mentioned it casually.
Bo Ji frowned. "I seem to have some impression of him. Do you want to know more about him?"
Wen Bei nodded: "Yeah."
"I can help you check." Bo Ji pushed up his glasses. "In exchange, next time you develop a new recipe, can you let me be the first to taste and study it?"
"Okay." Wen Bei agreed very readily.
They stayed there for a while and then quickly continued on their way.
It was still about a day and a half away from here to the safe zone, but they raced against time and managed to shorten the time to just one day.
The moment he saw the safe zone, Wen Bei almost didn't recognize it.
There was a small plaque with Area 41 written on it, and behind it was a safe zone that could accommodate thousands of people.
And A Luo was extremely excited. As soon as he got out of the car, he rushed to the front and banged the alarm hard.
This safe zone is located in a small community. Unlike the base, it does not have a pollution isolation cover, so they can only live underground in the community.
There are two types of alarms: one is a reminder that sounds when an outsider is about to enter, and the other is a danger alarm of foreign invasion.
A Luo pressed the first one.
Soon, a pitch-black object reached out and scanned the area twice as if trying to identify it. A voice came from inside: "Is it A Luo?"
Ah Luo was so excited that he stuttered a little: "Yes, it's me, Uncle Chen, please open the door for us."
Uncle Chen is the person who usually manages the entrance to the safe zone.
There was a brief silence on the other side before the voice spoke again: "What's your pollution level? Prove it first."
Facing his companions who had finally returned from the contaminated area, his tone was a little harsh, but no one present objected.
Wen Bei hid the white fox and told him to treat himself like a stuffed doll and not to move.
Otherwise, even if there were ten more mouths, it would not be able to explain.
Qiu Tin glanced at the white fox, curled the corners of his mouth, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face.
White Fox: ???
The man put his hand directly on Wen Bei's waist and whispered something in a low voice. The young man acquiesced to his action.
The two people stood very close to each other, and they looked inexplicably well-matched just from the back.
The white fox scratched the dermis underneath with its claws as if it was itchy, and its stomach felt indescribably full.
Wen Bei didn't notice the undercurrent behind him. He just wanted to use Qiu Tin's special ability to fool the entrance's pollution detection.
Sure enough, with the man's help, things went very smoothly.
Qiu Tingle asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
Wen Bei looked up and said, "Very convenient."
The two people seemed to be playing a riddle, and Bo Ji was a little confused, but he seemed to see a dog's tail swinging wildly behind Qiu Ding, as if a loyal German Shepherd was waiting for its owner's praise.
Rub your eyes again and the illusion disappears.
Bo Ji looked dazed.
After everyone passed the test, Luo couldn't wait to speak again: "Uncle Chen, I found the lost emergency supplies!"
His voice was loud and proud.
"What!?"
A series of clanging sounds came from inside, and then the door leading to the underground opened without hesitation.
The tunnel is quite narrow and cars must drive in one after the other to enter.
Uncle Chen ran out of the small guardhouse. He didn't bother to ask about the whereabouts of the others who had gone out with him. His first reaction was to climb onto the car: "Is it really food?!"
The old man's cheeks were sunken due to hunger, and his eyes looked strange because his cheeks had no flesh. When he stared at people, there was something inexplicably creepy.
Wen Bei opened one of the carriages and showed him the multi-grain cakes: "They are real. They are enough for more than a thousand people to survive for a while."
The multi-grain cakes are added with substances that can make you feel full, and only three pieces a day are enough.
Moreover, a piece of multi-grain cake is only half the size of a palm, which is small and easy to store. A truck can be filled with tens of thousands of multi-grain cakes.
The safe zone was very small, and as soon as they drove in, they were immediately surrounded by onlookers.
Many people watched with green eyes, as if if they relaxed, they would pounce on them and bite them like primitive beasts.
Uncle Chen wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Good, good boy."
He patted A Luo with his dry hands.
A Luo's face was filled with pride and joy. This scene was almost the same as he had imagined. He had become the hero of the safe zone.
He didn't even have time to change his clothes that were stained with filth and blood, and began to look for his family in the crowd.
And wherever his eyes moved, several adults inexplicably avoided his sight, the expressions on their faces changed from greed to guilt, and some even stepped back, trying to leave the crowd.
A Luo was too excited to notice it, but Wen Bei, who was very sensitive to changes in human emotions, saw it.
He frowned and memorized the appearance of those people.
The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, but the brother and sister still did not show up.
According to their self-centered nature, they should have been the first to rush out.
A Luo's expression began to daze. His fingers curled up unconsciously because of worry. He instinctively began to avoid it and pretended to be indifferent: "My brother is too careless. He doesn't even know that I came back safely?"
There were only a thousand people in the safe zone, so news spread quickly.
His words seemed inexplicably pale at this moment.
Uncle Chen couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He walked over and said, "A Luo, you...you should go back and take a look first. I'll watch over here."
Ah Luo was stunned. Even if he was dumb, he felt something was wrong. His expression turned ferocious. "Uncle Chen, what do you mean? Did something happen to my brother and sister?"
Uncle Chen stopped talking.
A Luo pushed him away and rushed in the other direction.
He had never run so fast in his life. Under extreme fear, his breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop together.
The intense running and palpitations made his heart start to ache, but this did not prevent him from rushing to "home".
It is called a home, but in fact this place is just a circle surrounded by iron sheets, with some basins of water and the most basic daily necessities placed inside. After the three of them lie down together, there is not much space to move.
Underground, most people survived like this. The rooms next to them were also surrounded by iron sheets, which were very close to them. They could smell each other's farts. It was no different from sleeping in a dormitory.
They stayed in such a harsh environment for five years.
In the past, every time he returned home from work at the mutant sugarcane field, his sister would hide in the iron sheet and greet them with a smile, but this time, when he opened the door that was so simple that it was almost useless, he saw nothing.
The contents inside were also emptied, and all useful items were gone, leaving only some small miscellaneous items.
When Wen Bei followed him, he could only see his hunched back kneeling on the ground.
He suddenly felt something was wrong.
The neighbor poked his head out from the side and said cautiously: "Xiao Luo, accidents in the apocalypse always happen..."
"Where are they?" A terrifyingly calm voice rang out from A Luo, and then it became hysterical. "Where are they?!"
A Luo's eyes were red, and his aura became extremely fierce. He grabbed his neighbor's shoulders with force.
The neighbor was shaken to the point of wanting to vomit, but she didn't dare to offend the now crazed A-Luo, so she trembled and said, "Dead, dead."
After the first sentence came out, the rest went much more smoothly.
The woman raised her voice, "Dead! They're dead! You came too late. They died yesterday. My husband helped me get rid of the bodies. Otherwise, those crazy people would have eaten them!"
"What do you mean?" A Luo slowly lowered his hand, but his eyes were like a wolf that had just grown up, staring at her intently, "What exactly happened?"
It was the first time Wen Bei saw A Luo's expression. He didn't comment, but just stood behind him and looked at the woman with him.
He was worried that A Luo would suddenly go crazy, but fortunately he had not completely lost his sanity. Even though he pinched his palms until they were almost bleeding, he did not continue to hold the woman.
The woman's shoulder ached, and she spoke with lingering fear: "Your sister had a fever three days ago."
A Luo interrupted her abruptly: "There is medicine! There should be medicine in the safe zone!"
In order to prevent problems with material distribution, medicines in the safe zone are managed centrally, and only those who are sick can receive the medicine.
The woman said, "There are medicines, but there are only two fever-reducing pills left. Unfortunately, your brother was about to get them when they were taken away."
There are two pills, but the other party is unwilling to give up one of them. The life of a loved one is at stake, and neither party can be morally or rationally justified.
"Your brother got into a fight with another family over some medicine. He took one of the pills. Afterwards, that family called a few people, beat your brother up, stole the medicine, and even stole his coat."
In this weather, taking away clothes is almost as bad as losing your life.
Woman: "Your brother fainted in a corner and wasn't found until the next day. When they found him...his body was already frozen solid."
My sister, who had no medicine and no one to take care of her, naturally did not survive the night.
When the woman finished speaking, she didn't dare to look up at Luo's expression.
Because he looked so scary at the moment, as if he wanted to kill everyone.
The woman couldn't help but say, "It's not that we don't want to help, but there are only my husband and I left in our family. If something happens to one of us, the other one won't be able to survive."
When his brother was beaten, many people nearby actually knew about it, but they all chose to cover their ears silently. If she didn't have a conscience, no one would even come to tell A Luo about it.
The woman was a little worried. "People in the safe zone are going crazy. They even said they wanted to eat people yesterday. They wanted to cook and eat those who died of cold and starvation. At least my husband helped you save the bodies of your brother and sister. You can't repay kindness with hatred."
Ah Luo looked up at her, his voice becoming hoarse: "What's the difference between being eaten by humans and being eaten by the filth outside?"
His eyes were red, but the anger on his face did not diminish in the slightest.
The woman was stunned by the question. After a long while, she could only manage one sentence: "Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us. You should seek revenge on them."
She regretted coming here, but looking at A Luo's appearance at the moment, she felt a little pity.
A Luo naturally knew that this matter had nothing to do with her, and he didn't mean to make things difficult for her, but at this moment, his rationality was almost burned to the end, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Only the woman's words were circulating in his roaring brain.
My heart felt like a piece of flesh had been torn off alive, and it was so cold and painful when the wind blew.
He almost risked his life to bring back the supplies, so what kind of people is he supporting?
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