Chapter 255 Chapter 255 Heavy Fog
"Dad, there seems to be a mouse over there. It looks bigger than a puppy and seems to be holding something in its hands."
Zong Kangping kept talking. He hadn't breathed the air on earth for a long time, so everything he saw was new and interesting to him.
He Junxia looked in the direction of his finger and saw a huge gray mouse squatting on the steps beside the road, holding a long object in its hand and putting it into its mouth, making a crunching sound from time to time.
"It's eating the mutant centipede."
He Junxia explained casually, but Zong Kangping gasped and got goose bumps.
Since boarding the bus and entering the shelter, he had rarely returned to the surface. Even in the farms, he could see some animal feed made from mutated insects, but dead things were no match for living things.
Zong Kangping couldn't help but feel some regret.
He should have resigned long ago.
The so-called stable job actually trapped him in that small space. Even when he returned to the world above ground where he had lived for more than 20 years, he had to wear sunglasses to avoid eye injuries.
Just as her father had said when he advised Shuhui, the underground shelter was only a temporary residence and humans could not give up the vast space on the ground.
One day, humans will return to the surface, adapt to the changes in the world, and create their own prosperous era again.
No matter whether that day comes early or late, they will eventually experience the baptism of mutant creatures, so why not prepare early.
He Junxia looked at the faint trace of regret on his adopted son's face, raised his chin, and nodded at the mouse: "Go kill it."
"Ah, me... me?"
Zong Kangping's pupils trembled, his mouth opened wide, and he pointed at himself in surprise, very confused.
He Junxia nodded: "It's you."
All the sadness and sorrow that had previously accumulated in Zong Kangping's mind disappeared, leaving only endless confusion and shock.
Dad, do you trust your son too much?
It's a giant rat chewing on a mutant centipede like it's a spicy snack. Listen to that crunching sound. If it bites your son, he'll be missing pieces here and there.
Zong Kangping shuddered at the image conjured in his mind and said helplessly, "Dad, you think too highly of me."
He Juanxia used a classic line from film and television dramas: "Just go if I tell you to. I'm your father, how can I harm you?"
You know what, it feels really good to be an elder.
Zong Kangping smiled awkwardly.
Isn't he afraid that his poor skills will embarrass his old father?
He Juanxia: "Hurry up, you have a steel bar in your hand, not a cotton swab. If you are not good at it, just practice more."
Zong Kangping blinked his eyes. He was indeed his father. He had even learned to use new words that young people liked.
Zong Kangping mustered up his courage and stepped forward, ready to engage in a epic battle with the gray rat.
Unexpectedly, the mouse that had finished eating the spicy strips seemed to notice something, turned its head and glanced at him with disdain, then rushed forward and took the initiative to attack.
“Ah ...
"Don't come over here, go over here, go over here."
Zong Kangping's pupils once again showed a magnitude 9 earthquake. He jumped three feet high and turned around to run away without hesitation.
He Junxia: ...
Ok, there is no hope.
He did not remind Zong Kangping, but just crossed his arms and watched quietly as his adopted son was chased all over the floor by a big gray rat.
If you love running, run a few more laps.
"Huff huff..."
My throat was burning, my legs felt heavy as if they were filled with cement, and a foul odor followed me everywhere.
Zong Kangping was going crazy.
He caught a glimpse of his old father still leisurely watching the show, and he collapsed and shouted: "Dad, Dad, help me!"
He really couldn't run anymore.
Damn
He Junxia rolled his eyes without leaving any trace and chose to ignore it. Anyway, with him watching over him, nothing serious would happen to his adopted son.
Seeing his father cleaning his ears and pretending not to hear, Zong Kangping was completely overwhelmed. He found a place to sit down and gasped for breath.
He just didn't believe that his father would really just stand by and watch him die.
Hey, it really works.
Faced with the rat that was grinning and approaching step by step, Zong Kangping kicked back in panic until his back hit the cold wall.
He has nowhere to retreat.
Zong Kangping took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firm, and he raised the steel bar in his hand and smashed it hard at the gray mouse.
"Bang!"
There was a crisp cracking sound, and the gray mouse turned around several times in a daze and fell limply to the ground.
Dead, dead?
Zong Kangping poked the mouse with a steel bar. The mouse kicked violently and became completely motionless after a few seconds.
He Juanxia stepped forward and said, "How long do you want to sit on the ground? Your clothes are dirty."
Is this a question of whether the clothes are dirty or not?!
Zong Kangping angrily accused: "Dad, how could you just stand by and watch someone die!"
It was so embarrassing to see him being chased by a mutant rat for so long. Fortunately, there was no one else around.
He Junxia: "Are you dead?"
Zong Kangping: “No but”
He Junxia raised an eyebrow: "How can you say that you watched someone die without helping him if he didn't die?"
Zong Kangping's face flushed red. "Dad, what kind of perverse logic is this? Do you really have to wait until someone dies before you rescue them?"
He Junxia rolled her eyes: "What's the use of dying? If you're afraid of death, go back to the chicken farm. You're afraid of even a mouse. The outside world is not for you."
It was hard to tell whether it was anger or shame, Zong Kangping's face turned even redder, he wanted to say something but stopped, and wanted to say something but stopped.
He nodded and said, "You have to give me some time to adapt." Who would start with a big move?
He Junxia: "Stop nagging. A little mouse is not worth making such a fuss. Why would you need time to adapt?"
Zong Kangping: ...
Zong Kangping was silent.
He turned around to look at the almost stiff mouse corpse, and belatedly realized that his father really didn't realize how powerful the mutant mouse was.
It can be solved with one blow.
Zong Kangping smiled awkwardly and began to change the subject awkwardly: "Dad, let's go, don't waste time."
He Junxia didn't dwell on the matter, and the two of them quickly arrived at the location of the first safe house - a hotel room on the sixteenth floor.
Zong Kangping wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his legs, and found that climbing to the 16th floor was not as tiring as he had imagined.
It's quite easy.
He Junxia smiled and didn't say anything to undermine his adopted son's confidence. If the blow was too harsh and he quit, wouldn't that be even more troublesome?
There is still a long way to go
…
He Junxia and Zong Kangping were carrying two large bags as they walked back. The closer they got to the shelter, the more people there were on the road.
However, most of the people who took the initiative to leave the safe zone did so to collect supplies, and the two of them, carrying large and small bags, seemed very sociable.
People who knew each other walked together in groups of three or four, talking about their gains today.
Not to mention, everything was quite rich. Everyone had a happy smile on their face and was full of anticipation for their future life.
——This area is a little far from the shelter and has not been searched thoroughly, so it will take them several days to search.
When we arrived at the entrance of the shelter, we saw a long line of people carrying things in front of the door, which made those who stayed in the safe zone to pick mushrooms extremely jealous.
"Lao Zhang, how's the situation outside? You guys have a good harvest, so you can sell it for a lot of money, right?"
The voice sounded with a sour tone, and the man called Lao Zhang laughed.
"It's not bad. Everyone's had a good harvest. No wonder they say moving trees dies and people live. There are more gray mushrooms outside than in the safe zone."
"One group of people got lucky and found a yellow mushroom and a red mushroom, and they became rich right away."
After the words were spoken, the atmosphere was briefly quiet, and then several obvious inhalations erupted.
Everyone was talking about it
"Didn't they say that the mushrooms were becoming less numerous? How come we still found two special mushrooms?"
"What are you thinking? The mushrooms are fewer in the safe zone. No one's picking mushrooms outside, so how can there be fewer mushrooms?"
"Oh, if I had known earlier I would have gone with you this morning. Maybe I could have found some special mushrooms."
"You wish. Are special mushrooms that easy to find? But it would be nice to bring something back."
…
Voices of envy or jealousy came into the ears of the supply collectors from all directions, and everyone reacted differently.
Some people were indifferent, such as He Junxia and several older people; some were secretly happy, but tried hard to suppress it and not show it; and some raised their chins proudly and pretended to lift the bags in their hands.
Those bulging bags are so enviable.
the next day
The number of people going out to collect supplies has doubled
Although some people are still worried about the second ant tide that experts have been talking about and dare not act rashly, most people have already put the matter behind them.
There is a saying that goes
Accidents are common on the road, but we can’t just avoid going out on the street or give up riding or driving just because there’s a possibility of an accident.
It is not advisable to stop eating because of choking.
So He Junxia not only did not give up because of choking, but also brought out several children over the age of ten and asked them to follow him out to collect supplies.
It’s the same old saying.
It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish
He Junxia did not force all the children over ten years old in the orphanage to come out, but if they wanted to, he would never hide it.
"See? It's very simple, that's it."
He Junxia held up the hard water card in her hand: "Opening the security door is very simple. I will teach you the method next."
"But you must always remember one thing: I'm not teaching you how to open doors so you can steal things. You're all grown-up kids, and you should be able to figure out what I mean by 'stealing'."
The children looked at each other and finally nodded heavily.
Going to these uninhabited and abandoned houses and unmanaged shopping malls and supermarkets to look for things does not count as stealing - the leaders of the shelter also encourage everyone to go out and collect supplies, and no one will accuse them of doing anything wrong.
But they cannot go into houses where people live, such as dormitories in shelters, and take other people's belongings.
That's called stealing.
He Junxia said with satisfaction: "Does anyone want to try it?"
"I'll do it."
Xuan Jun, the eldest of the girls, was the first to step forward.
She took the card from He Junxia's hand and imitated his movements, inserting the card into the crack of the door and sliding it downwards.
Um?
The girl increased the strength of her hands, but the brown wooden security door did not move at all, as if it was fastened with an iron lock.
"Don't move."
He Junxia grabbed her hand and swiped the card downwards. With a click, the door opened.
A group of children stared in surprise, and Zong Kangping, who was walking at the back, was also amazed.
It was also the first time he knew that his father could pry open doors.
That's strange.
Where did his father study?
Zong Kangping was very confused, but he couldn't ask directly because there were so many children present.
He Junxia didn't care about his adopted son's psychology. Since he dared to show his door-opening skills, he must have thought of a legitimate reason.
He Junxia let go of his hand: "Try again."
Xuan Jun inserted the card into the crack of the door again, and swiped it down, recalling the movements Grandpa Zong had just made her take.
Uh, it's still not open.
She was a little depressed.
He Junxia smiled and said, "Don't be impatient. It took me a long time to learn it. Take your time. We have plenty of time."
He Junxia pulled out a bunch of hard water cards from her bag and handed them out to the children in line one by one: "Each of you find a door and try it first. I'll teach you one by one later."
Zong Kangping looked at the card handed to him and stammered, "Should I learn it too?"
He Junxia: "Well, what are you doing? Why are you wasting time? Go on. Other kids have already learned it, but you haven't yet."
Zong Kangping took the card but still felt a little uncomfortable. Opening someone else's door always felt like a thief.
Although their behavior of going out to collect supplies is no different from stealing and robbing, it is different after all.
He Junxia looked at the reluctance on Zong Kangping's face, smiled, and softened his tone: "You are a teacher, you must have learned the principles of emergency avoidance. Now, not damaging or dirtying other people's things is the best way to show respect."
"You don't have to learn if you don't want to."
"When everything in shopping malls and supermarkets is taken away, everyone will have to go door to door looking for food. Others will pry open doors, and you will chop them down with an axe."
Zong Kangping was speechless.
He took a deep breath and said ashamedly, "Dad, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Why be so noble at this time?
And I can’t feed my family enough.
He Junxia taught the students one by one how to use cards to open the security door. After a morning, several people successfully mastered the door-opening skills.
Zong Kangping was also among them.
He Junxia withdrew his gaze with satisfaction. Yes, he is not the kind of person who will not turn back until he hits the wall. He is a teachable boy.
"Okay, you guys go find the stuff. Just stay in this building. Try not to mess up anyone else's house, okay?"
"Got it, thank you, Grandpa."
Zong Kangping was embarrassed to compete with a group of children for things, so he thought for a moment and said, "Dad, I'll go to the building next door."
He Junxia: "Okay, be careful."
Anyway, he had already cleared out the mutant creatures in this area before he brought people here, and there were only a few mutant cockroaches in the building next door.
"Grandpa Zong, we..."
Seeing that most of their friends had left, the remaining few children who had not yet learned to play were a little anxious and depressed.
He Junxia smiled and said, "It's normal for people to learn things at different speeds. We shouldn't compare ourselves with them."
He taught the children step by step how to use the cards to generate force. As he said, as long as you find the right skills and methods, unlocking is very simple.
Another half hour passed
“Hey, I opened it, I opened it.”
"I opened it too!"
Several children jumped up and down excitedly. He Junxia said with a smile, "Okay, let's go up."
He deliberately chose an old building that was specifically used for rental. The entire building had 66 single rooms, enough for a group of children to search for a long time.
Listening to the occasional exclamations, happy laughter, and chattering discussions coming from upstairs, He Junxia's mouth curled up slightly, and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.
No matter how the world changes in the future, these children will have an additional guarantee of survival.
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The author has something to say: I have awakened, I will never rush to ddl again [burst crying][burst crying]
I had planned to write slowly for a few hours in the evening, but the aging wiring in my house caught fire, so I hurried to turn off the power.
Because it was too late and I couldn't find anyone to fix it, a lot of things were stored in the refrigerator. I gave my favorite ice cream to my neighbors and borrowed a refrigerator from a friend's house to run around.
This is God’s punishment for me rushing to update in DDL [covering my face and laughing and crying][covering my face and laughing and crying]
I turned black [anger] [anger]
It's so hot, so hot, so hot, people are hot, cats are hot, dogs are hot, without further ado, I will write a short story about a high temperature apocalypse in the next world, the author's personal experience, based on reality [crack][crack]
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