Chapter 285 Caution; Publicity
Because we were running along the main road, it was inevitable that we would encounter survivors on the way.
There were many more survivors than the day before.
After running five kilometers in twenty to thirty minutes, I met nearly ten survivors on the road.
Those people seemed to have quickly adapted to the road-building miracle created by his brother Ji yesterday, and no longer stood on the roadside in surprise and at a loss.
He Rui originally thought that compared to driving, they would inevitably be stopped by people on the roadside if they ran.
But unexpectedly, almost no one stopped him.
Of the nine people, seven simply stared at them or their backpacks with unpleasant eyes. Some had scary, neurotic looks, while others timidly stole glances at them, quickly looking down when their eyes met.
Although there were some people with bad intentions who were eager to catch up with them, they were quickly left far behind.
He Rui looked at another man on the side of the road who was staring at his brother Ji's backpack and swallowing his saliva. His lips were chapped, his cheeks were sunken and thin, and his skin was as dark as a survivor who had just come out of a coal mine. He felt mixed emotions.
He knew exactly why no one could keep up with the speed they were running.
It's simple, because these people don't even have the energy to chase them away.
It is estimated that the survivors are now short of food, and in order to survive, they will eat the cat food and milk that they once despised without hesitation.
Some people are still in trouble, but he is leisurely eating and going out for a run...
We will visit the mutant plants later...
The rhythm of the BGM changes with his mood, and the music becomes dull.
He Rui felt a sense of indifferent guilt.
Unconscious empathy and putting oneself in other people's situations is part of his nature that cannot be controlled by reason.
Originally, with this characteristic, he could live like a fish in water on Earth, in his homeland.
But here, it's very bad.
I feel a bit depressed.
Just as I was feeling uncomfortable, my eyes met those of a grandfather and grandson who were probably also walking on the side of the road.
One was an old man in his seventies with white hair but in good spirits, and he was accompanied by a young girl.
Like the other survivors, the two men looked hungry, weak, and had dark skin.
But looking at his eyes and expressions, if there is no element of interpretation, then he is definitely a rare survivor with integrity.
There was no evil in his gaze. He didn't look him and Ji Changqing up and down, nor did he stare at their backpacks eagerly or cautiously.
Apart from their disheveled appearance, they basically look like two normal people before the disaster.
Almost the moment their eyes met, the girl's eyes lit up and she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something to him.
He Rui subconsciously slowed down his pace, and before he had time to think, his speed dropped.
But almost in the next second, a strong arm came up from the side.
Ji Changqing seemed to have expected this. He put his arm around his shoulders and continued to run with him at the same speed as before without saying anything.
He Rui was almost knocked down by the man's strength, and was then held up. He staggered two steps before he could catch up with the other person's pace.
He understood what Brother Ji meant, pursed his lips, and continued running forward silently, ignoring the old man and the young man behind him.
Perhaps because of his brother Ji's actions just now, his attitude of refusing to communicate was already expressed very clearly, and the two men were tactful enough not to ask them to stop.
After running in silence for a while, He Rui suddenly heard the sound of fighter jets flying low in the sky.
"?!!" He Rui looked up in surprise. However, due to the fighter jet's speed, he only had time to see the tail of the plane flying towards the north, leaving a faint trail in the air.
In a nearby area, the survivors hiding in various directions were also affected by the roar of the fighter planes. They became noisy for a while, and it seemed that they had never seen such a scene before.
He Rui was a little confused and slowly stopped running. He asked Ji Changqing beside him, "Huh? What's going on? Military fighter jets?"
The Chinese government and military have been resurrected?
More than half a year has passed, and there has not been any rescue activity organized by the official government forces.
Now, is this finally coming to light?
But looking at the situation, it doesn't seem like it's for the purpose of rescuing any survivors or ordinary people.
Who is going to rescue us? Using fighter jets?
Although it flew over his head in less than a second, He Rui still noticed that the fighter plane was equipped with several missiles, and it looked more like it was preparing for a fight.
"I don't know. No one on the plane was talking." Ji Changqing replied.
He Rui nodded, "Oh."
Fighter jets are generally single-seater or two-seater and can only accommodate one or two people.
Judging from his brother Ji's tone, it seemed that there should be two people on the fighter jet. If no one spoke within his brother's range, Ji Changqing would not be able to read minds and could not directly extract the mission the pilot received from his mind and memory.
There is nothing I can do if I don’t know.
He Rui thought of something, "Is this the excitement you mentioned earlier?"
Ji Changqing denied it, "No." After a moment's silence, he added, "But over there, it's also the military."
"Ah? Again?" He Rui looked at the other person blankly, brewing a bunch of questions to ask.
Before he could say anything, his brother pulled him to the bare crosswalk on the side of the road and made him stand there.
"Why today..." He Rui had just said half of his words when a sports car with flashy colors and extremely fast speed suddenly came from the south, speeding past them arrogantly with waves of sound.
Now he was completely stunned, staring blankly at the car disappearing into the distance.
Judging from the direction, it is not certain whether the car is trying to catch up with the fighter jet that flew past not long ago.
He turned around and asked his brother Ji stupidly, "What day is it today? Why is there a sports car?"
All kinds of mess came out.
I thought to myself that there are indeed huge differences between people.
There is no shortage of arrogant people in the world.
Even though his brother Ji was so powerful, he was still used to being cautious in doing things because he didn't want to expose his abilities in the field. He just ran with him simply, carrying a bag.
The road was built between the two of them, a small group that knew about it quietly, without telling anyone else.
As a result, on the second day after the road construction, some high-profile people drove their sports cars directly on the road.
It is not surprising that a car appears. Both he and his brother Ji can drive it, so it is not impossible to replicate.
The wisdom of the broad masses of people is endless.
Nowadays, those who survive are like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each with their own magical powers.
He can repair cars, so naturally there are mechanics who are better than him.
Finding a sports car is not a difficult task. The main thing is that we can find gasoline, which is quite impressive.
My guess is that maybe the driver was one of those who got the news in advance? Did he save up some gas at home?
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