The man extended his large, bear-paw-like hand. "I am Bing Zhou. May I ask your names?"
Shi Jinzhe politely returned the handshake, introduced himself, and then casually draped his arm behind Shehe's back, telling Bing Zhou, "This is my fiancée."
Bing Zhou was taken aback, then sighed nostalgically, "What an ancient title! I haven't heard anyone use those three words in a long time."
He scrutinized the two men and beckoned to Si Gou, "Report how you ran into them."
After escaping their misery and finding a backer, Si Gou spoke with more confidence and described the situation to Bing Zhou in a serious and methodical manner. However, he was interrupted when he got to the part about the two of them having superpowers.
Bing Zhou's eyes were sharp, and his undisguised killing intent was palpable: "Which refuge are you from?"
"Those who are not in the shelter also live outside."
Ignoring the threatening gaze, Shi Jinzhe found a loophole in Bing Zhou's words and responded promptly.
"It doesn't look quite like it, but it's definitely the same as yours. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to survive unscathed in a low-oxygen, high-radiation environment, would we?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shekh conjured up a snake tail in perfect unison.
The tail, covering the ground, cast a shadow under the dim light. The long, black shadow, together with the deep purple-black snake tail, visually widened the snake tail's thickness, making its presence exceptionally strong.
Especially when it glides along with its winding, snake-like tail, even mutants who have seen many radiated monsters feel fear.
Shekh tucked its tail in, bending it completely when it coiled up, clearly indicating its protective intent.
After Si Gou finished talking about having superpowers, Bing Zhou asked which shelter he was from, trying to match himself and Shi Jinzhe with what he knew.
It's obvious that Bing Zhou knows about the shelter; either there's a connection between the shelter and the mutants, or he has someone in the shelter who can pass on important information.
She glanced at the terrified four dogs, and also noticed that when Bing Zhou first saw Shi Jinzhe and her without oxygen masks, there was nothing unusual about them.
Judging from the attitude of this group of people, the appearance of mutants is very different from that of ordinary humans, and this is why Si Gou's first reaction is to think that they are people in the shelter.
His apparent confusion at the time best reflected the mutants' impression of the shelter.
As for Bing Zhou, his questions were all suspicious.
From which shelter...?
Normally, if you know they have superpowers, you should suspect they might be from the shelter.
Shekh pondered for a moment, wondering if there were people in the shelter who had evolved superpowers.
There's also Bing Zhou's murderous intent, and his extreme wariness of shelters that might house people with superpowers. There's definitely a big problem between these two things.
Lost in thought, she felt a weight on her shoulder.
Shi Jin folded his hand on it, pretending to be a good person: "Take it back, it scared them."
Shekh let out a short shout, already foreseeing the future.
Keep pretending, these people will soon be sold off by Shi Jin and still have to count the money for him.
At this moment, Bing Zhou and the others withdrew their surprised expressions and finally responded.
"you…"
"We're just more evolved." Shi Jinzhe bluffed without thinking, spouting off without batting an eye.
"You won't believe it, but we evolved at the beginning of the apocalypse and have been living for over two hundred years."
"!!"
Four Dogs was shocked. "But you look only in your twenties, and you've lived for over two hundred years, so you..." He held up a dozen fingers and fiddled with them, then looked up and said:
"Then you'd be worth 250, right?"
"..."
Shi Jinzhe looked over and wondered what was wrong with this mutant; he spoke so thoughtlessly.
However, when he looked around, he found that no one noticed anything wrong with what he said, except for Shekh, who gave him a response.
"This term is beyond their level."
Si Gou was still dumbfounded when he asked, "What do you mean by 'beyond the scope'? Did I say something wrong?"
Shekh looked back at him, his tone light: "No, not at all."
Perhaps because of the "mutated" tail, the mutants looked at Shekh with a hint of friendliness and appreciation.
Shi Jinzhe saw it and realized that in their eyes, he suddenly seemed to have become the least pleasing person in the entire field.
"We could have been ugly companions, but now you're all alone in beauty."
Shekh: "I won't look down on you."
Shi Jin folded her hair back and said with a troubled expression, "This hair is getting in the way."
Shekh understood the unspoken meaning and took his arm, saying, "You're the most handsome."
Shi Jinzhe coughed lightly: "Let's get down to business."
Bing Zhou looked around, and finally it was his turn to speak.
"You have really lived for over two hundred years, what proof do you have?"
Shi Jinzhe: "Ask me anything that happened two hundred years ago."
Anyway, these people don't know the correct answer either. If it's different from his world, they can just make it up.
Bing Zhou had obviously thought of this as well. He smacked his lips and patted Si Gou on the head from behind. "Ask away."
Si Gou scratched his head, "But I have no concept of the past..."
He has no idea what happened more than two hundred years ago, so how can he ask?
"How about this, I'll fix that car of yours outside for you?" Shi Jinzhe suggested. "That car was assembled from various old cars, right? I can recognize it. If that's not possible, you can tell me anything you need, and I'll help you with it."
Bing Zhou suppressed his curiosity: "What are you thinking about? Anything?"
Shi Jinzhe: "Tell me what it is first."
After much deliberation, Bing Zhou said, "Come with me. If you can do this, I will trust you."
He led Shi Jinzhe and Shehe through a corridor.
Stepping on the peeling paint and rust, Shekh spoke silently: [Their vigilance isn't very high.]
Shi Jinzhe: [Without order, this is a place where strength reigns supreme; he doesn't need to think too much.]
Shekh thought about it again and realized that the post-apocalyptic world was really no different from the survival of the fittest in nature.
Perhaps the survival of the fittest applies to mutants and ordinary people.
Bing Zhou, who was leading the way, arrived at a steel door, easily turned the valve, and entered another path.
Shi Jinzhe looked at this scene and said, "You are much more civilized than I thought. Did your parents and grandparents ever talk about how they survived in such a harsh environment?"
Even if one could find a way to survive temporarily, it would be extremely difficult to survive in the wild for an extended period.
"My great-grandfather was a submariner."
Bing Zhou said without much emotion, "Not only me, but also Si Gou and most of the other people's ancestors were abandoned when they were on rescue missions and didn't have time to enter the shelter."
“My great-grandmother’s mother was a doctor,” the little girl with four arms, walking at the front, whispered a correction.
"Oh, that's because I didn't tell you everything." Bing Zhou introduced, "This child is Xiao Wu. Besides soldiers, there are also some remarkable people among those rescued, such as doctors, teachers, researchers, and scholars."
My great-grandfather told me that, in order to avoid being harmed by a nuclear explosion, the shelter had to abandon a small number of people who hadn't yet entered, and these abandoned people were our ancestors.
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