Chapter 73: Flying Man, Strong Man Locks Up Man
I sat by the door for two hours.
I received quite a lot of stimulation in one day, and I was so shocked by the bad news brought by the protagonist at noon that I didn't eat.
At this moment, He Rui felt exhausted, cold and hungry.
Before the power outage, he had planned to quickly sell out all the fresh vegetables and frozen foods in the refrigerator.
The result is now.
It is very likely that you can no longer cook.
After all, the gas pipeline should have stopped operating just like the electricity.
There is no natural gas at home, so cooking is a problem.
If you are outdoors, you can find a place to dig a smokeless stove and cook on the spot.
But we can't make a fire upstairs, but we do have solid alcohol fuel.
But the fire was too small. If he cooked frozen dumplings, at that speed, He Rui didn't know whether the dumplings would cook faster or he would be reborn faster.
I remembered that there seemed to be an induction cooker among the supplies, which could be used to cook with a generator.
But under the current circumstances, he is not sure whether the generator can operate normally.
He Rui covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
Suspected that he has become ill.
The temperature he felt all over his body was like that in early winter indoors. He was only wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt and long pants, and his teeth were chattering with cold.
"How long are you going to sit there?"
The man's voice was cold and he was calling him again.
Although the tone was not nice, He Rui seemed to feel the concern from the protagonist.
I felt a little touched.
If this happened in a normal world, and someone gave him warmth and care before his death, he would definitely have started making a will.
Without hesitation, all the property was given to the protagonist.
Even if he had millions of gold and silver, he would still be empty-handed when he died. He Rui felt an inexplicable sense of relief at the fact that he had a good son to take care of his affairs after his death.
He picked up a flashlight that was standing on the ground with its head up, turned it on to high-light mode, and shone it into the dark living room and bedroom.
Didn't see the protagonist.
I saw a pile of supplies in the house.
He Rui became even hungrier after seeing this.
My stomach is growling and I want to eat something.
But he was also worried that if he walked in, the fragile protagonist would be killed by radiation.
After thinking about it, He Rui felt that he had to remind the protagonist that if he was trapped in 701, the protagonist could not touch him and it would be best to burn him from a distance.
He Rui raised his frozen hand and tentatively turned the door handle next to his head to see if the door could be opened now.
After finding that he still couldn't twist it, He Rui put down his hand with a sad heart.
I really don't want to stay here and suffer anymore.
He was too cold and wanted to go to 704 to eat some food and find some clothes to keep warm.
"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?" The man spoke again with a cold tone.
He Rui wanted to say that he just forgot to reply and didn't mean it.
But from the tone of this person's voice, it seemed as if he was angry.
He couldn't understand why this person was angry at him for no reason.
He is a man who is about to be finished.
Standing on the commanding heights of political correctness and morality, he did not take the opportunity to go crazy, but the other party started to pick a fight first.
He was quite speechless and shouted to the protagonist, "Open the door, Brother Ji... I'm so hungry and cold, please let me go out for a meal... Are you cold? If you are cold too, put on more clothes. There is a generator and diesel in the house, just in the second bedroom. You can look around, cough cough cough cough... Study it yourself. If the temperature gets lower and lower, you can connect a small sun to the generator and warm it up when you're cold. But I don't know if equipment like the generator can be used, it shouldn't explode..."
As He Rui was talking, he started coughing, and he saw stars.
He felt the air around him was cold.
The cold air he breathed in made his throat itchy and he couldn't help coughing.
He Rui finished coughing and cleared his throat.
Suddenly, my whole body felt lighter, and the strong feeling of weightlessness appeared again.
He Rui couldn't find his center of balance and slowly floated uncontrollably into the air, drifting towards the house.
Perhaps because he was sitting on the ground instead of standing, the height of the suspension this time was higher, at least one meter from the ground.
He Rui was a little panicked.
He began to struggle hard as if swimming, but no matter how he kicked and paddled the air, it was of no use.
He was completely wrapped in that invisible force, but still floated towards the protagonist's bedroom involuntarily.
"Brother Ji, stop it! What are you doing? Are you going to be buried with me?!" He Rui shouted loudly, trying to awaken the mentally retarded protagonist's sanity.
But his words still had no effect.
Still maintaining a moderate speed, it flew slowly towards the bedroom.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, He Rui looked around, stretched out his arms, and reached out for things passing by, trying to steady himself and not continue to float towards the bedroom.
He stretched out his hands and gripped the corner of the wall tightly, but the invisible drag was too strong, and his nails were almost torn off, and he was unable to control his momentum of floating away.
He Rui reached for something else, and in a panic, he grabbed a wooden shelf that was moved in along with the supplies.
He held on tightly to the two supporting rods of the shelf.
But even though the shelf was full of supplies, he still pulled it along with the invisible force and dragged it to the bedroom.
He Rui couldn't help but feel a little angry. He turned towards the protagonist and started cursing, "Are you mentally ill too? Are you stupid?!"
He felt that the Ji family had inherited the habit of not understanding what people said.
I was forced to pull the shelf and float to the bedroom door.
Because the storage rack is too big and the doorway is too narrow.
The shelf couldn't fit in and was stuck on the door frame.
He Rui held the support rod, and although he had almost entered the bedroom, he refused to give up.
At this moment, he was like a flag, fluttering in the wind and floating in the air.
The force pulling him into the house did not disappear, but he held on to the support pole tightly and refused to let go.
For a moment, He Rui felt like his arm was about to be torn off.
Suddenly, an unknown stinging pain came from both palms, as if hit by an electric current, and He Rui subconsciously let go.
And the moment he let go, he knew that the matter was a done deal.
The protagonist will be affected by this incident and it is irreversible.
He Rui's mood was worse than before.
He was really fed up with the various uncontrollable situations he often faced after coming to this world.
The moment you land on the ground, the invisible restraints and the feeling of weightlessness disappear immediately.
He Rui got up and ran out the door.
But the door closed a little faster than him.
Before he could run out, the door slammed shut.
The distance was too close, and He Rui had no time to stop his rush and crashed into the wooden door.
Before he hit the wooden door hard, the only thing he could do was to turn slightly sideways and raise his arms to protect his head, so that he didn't hit his head.
His flashlight was thrown somewhere in the living room during his previous struggle, and the spare flashlight was given to the protagonist early on, so he now has no lighting tools.
After the bedroom door was closed, the room became dark again.
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