Peaceful roommate
Under Jiang Miao's expectation, Su Heng didn't seem to care about these small details and pushed the door open directly, and closed the iron door at the same time.
He, he is not afraid of electricity! !
The ashes of the last person who came into contact with the power grid must have been buried several meters deep!
Are there really humans who are not afraid of electricity?
Seeing this strange thing, Jiang Miao was even more glad that he did not act rashly. He kept a calm mind and opened the security door without showing any abnormality.
In fact, the power grid really doesn't have any feelings towards Immortal Lord Su Heng.
The pain that the electric current gave him along the way was not even a fraction of the pain caused by the tearing of his consciousness, so he really couldn't spare the slightest bit of his attention to it.
After opening the door, Jiang Miao's home was indeed cleaner than many people's homes.
Because the whole city was without water and electricity, she was the only one who could fill the washing and mopping robot with bath water every day and let it clean the house.
When the temperature drops below 70 degrees, Jiang Miao only needs to turn on the air conditioner to escape the heat. The mobile power storage device is already fully charged, and the remaining power would be wasted if not used, so the washing machine, sweeper and the like have to be used as needed.
"That's right." Su Heng was not shy at all. He walked into the room with a dignified manner and lay down on the sofa the next second: "Go and do your own thing. Don't worry about me."
It took all his willpower to climb the stairs decently.
The person in the living room was immersed in fighting the pain in his spiritual sense, while Jiang Miao stood at the door with a confused expression.
Just... fell asleep like this?
Wasn't he afraid that she would kill him while he was asleep? Or was he fearless and didn't take her seriously at all?
Jiang Miao felt that his outlook on life had been strongly impacted. He returned to his bedroom in a daze, locked the bedroom twice, and piled a pile of steel plates and wood against the door. Only then did he have the mind to wash up and eat.
After all, there is no danger for the time being.
Forcing herself to forget the person with a strong presence in the living room, Jiang Miao immersed herself in the space and counted the gains from this trip. The books and cultural relics would be donated to the government after the end of the world. She did not look at them much if they did not belong to her. Only the guns and computers of the three gangsters belonged to her, which was not bad.
After compiling it into the list, Jiang Miao took out the librarian's computer and installed it. After turning it on, there was actually a password.
After trying twice, Jiang Miao gave up. After thinking about it, he took out the computer on his glasses and connected it to the Internet to try again.
Not knowing whether the library and the museum used the same company's security system, the computer password was easily cracked. Jiang Miao immediately found the books he needed on nuclear radiation physics on the bookshelf and listed them separately. He would take a closer look later to see if there was any way to break the deadlock.
Finally, there is the Lingjue sword technique in the Hummer.
Honestly speaking, this sword-technique book feels so light in my hand and I don't know what kind of paper it is made of, but the contents inside are - I can't understand a single word.
After a closer look, she could only recognize a few characters that were similar to traditional Chinese characters. Apart from that, this book was like a divine book to her.
This book of swordsmanship is obviously an antique cultural relic. Jiang Miao sighed secretly. If she had known that there was such a talented person in the museum, she would not have taken the risk to go there and invite an unknown stranger in.
During these days, Jiang Miao did not leave the bedroom and did not care whether the person in the living room was dead or alive. Everyone lived in peace for a week. Finally, after she got tired of seeing the corpses in the space, she opened the bedroom door and wanted to go out to deal with them all.
After all, she couldn't just stay in the room all the time.
In the living room, it was unclear whether the man woke up and fell asleep again or had never woken up. His posture had not changed since she entered the room that day.
Jiang Miao closed her eyes and listened carefully to the breathing and heartbeat in the room. In such a quiet environment, she could only hear her own voice.
Is he not breathing or having a heartbeat? Or is he dead?
Jiang Miao got a little excited when he thought of this hypothesis. The living room had no air conditioning or other cooling methods and was only connected to the outside by a wall. The highest temperature during the day could reach 68°C. It was not impossible for a person to die suddenly in such an environment.
But based on his misjudgment in the museum exhibition hall, Jiang Miao did not rush forward. Maybe this person just had no heartbeat or breathing.
But is he still a person without a heartbeat and breathing?
I walked quietly to the living room and just as I opened the door, I heard the person on the sofa lazily say, "Going out?"
"Yeah." Jiang Miao secretly became alert and held the handle without moving.
"Be safe and come back soon."
To be honest, Jiang Miao didn't quite understand why he acted like he was her roommate. Was this a delaying tactic or did he have other plans?
"Yeah." Jiang Miao responded coldly, immediately closed the door and left.
It’s better to give up this place. After all, she doesn’t need the things inside in her space.
When Su Heng saw that the person had left, he quickly immersed himself in his inner palace and began to alleviate the backlash of his spiritual consciousness.
He thought this place was great, clean, tidy, quiet and peaceful, with even a faint spiritual energy floating around, which would be of great benefit to him in recovering his consciousness.
Moreover, the host was very considerate and did not disturb him to rest. In return for the kindness, he, as a guest, should be polite and say some polite words, at least not making others feel rude.
After the cultivation of his spiritual consciousness, he no longer felt as painful as he did that night. This world was full of weirdness and unusualness, but Su Heng was on the verge of death and could not tell fortunes again. It was really a headache.
As the cultivation of immortals takes a long time, Su Heng could only regard being here as an experience. He must have been stuck in the Dongxu stage for a long time, so it could be considered an opportunity.
At one o'clock in the morning, Jiang Miao appeared under the bridge after disposing of the body.
The things here still looked like a pile of junk. Jiang Miao searched for a long time but didn't find any message left by Li Chongyu. After thinking about it, she stood where she had been standing and looked around. Sure enough, she found a few words engraved on the bridge pier: Yunda Shopping Mall.
The mall, that means it’s in the cinema.
Jiang Miao used a stone to erase the words and turned to leave.
The temperature at night gradually dropped to a level that the human body could barely withstand, and the commercial street, which had been silent for two or three months, began to become lively again at night.
Jiang Miao passed by here on purpose before going to Yunda Shopping Mall, wanting to see if there were any middlemen starting to act, but unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.
"boss!?"
Jiang Miao felt the voice was familiar and turned around: "...Manager Xiang?"
Manager Xiang, who was somewhat plump and pale before the end of the world, is now thin and dark, and looks like a completely different person.
He glanced at Jiang Miao, leaned over and whispered, "Are you here to buy something at the market? If you need anything, just tell me, I can find it for you!"
Jiang Miao narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that this was a transformation from a supermarket manager to a middleman in the apocalypse. This major was surprisingly suitable for him.
"You're alone? How long have you been doing this?"
"No way. I recruited some brothers and sisters from our supermarket. Now we don't have enough manpower, so I have to run the business on my own."
She seemed to remember that the boss of the middleman she often cooperated with in her previous life was named Xiang, right? She never thought that there was such a relationship.
I smiled shyly to the manager, "Thanks to your discount on the things in the supermarket, I wanted to buy all the things for you as soon as possible and refund the rent for the venue, so I encouraged the supermarket employees to stock up on some of the things that were not sold out, and I bought some of them myself. I originally wanted to quit the supermarket and open a small convenience store, but I didn't expect that the end of the world would become the starting point for me to start a business."
In fact, Jiang Miao has always admired people like Manager Xiang, because no matter how bad the environment they are in, they can make their lives better and better, and they are indomitable and unyielding.
"I do have some things I want to buy, but I can't tell you all at once because I want so much. So please leave me your address and I'll come to you and buy from you when I need it."
"Hi, everyone uses this to contact each other now." Xiang Jie changed his address naturally: "Miss Jiang, do you want to buy one? I'll give you 10 kilograms of rice at the price for acquaintances. If you sell it to others, I'll charge 15 kilograms of rice."
He took out a pager and handed it over: "There is an old man in our supermarket who was a technician in an electronics factory when he was young, specializing in the production of pagers. But as you know, with the popularity of Xiaolingtong mobile phones, he naturally resigned and came to our supermarket.
But now that there is no satellite network, mobile phones are useless. We tried this pager and found that we can actually communicate with each other! So we developed it vigorously. And this paging station is located here, so you can just call me if you have any questions. "
A pager, also known as a bp machine, is a radio device that transmits information through the address code and frequency of the pager. It was very popular in the 1980s and 1990s.
Jiang Miao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Boss Xiang had such a thing in his hand.
She didn't remember pagers appearing on the market in her previous life, and it seemed that the scale of his business was quite large.
"Okay, but I don't have that much rice today. How about we trade here at this time tomorrow?"
"No problem, no problem. I hope you can take care of our business in the future!"
Boss Xiang is certainly not a stupid person, as he has achieved such success in just half a year after the natural disaster.
Although Miss Jiang Miao was wearing a baseball cap, her eyebrows and eyes did not reveal the slightest sign of being tortured by doomsday. It was not surprising that she was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family.
But nowadays, people in West City only live a little better than ordinary people, and have a little more tradable resources. They are no match for the powerful people in East City. All the good resources in Ancheng are reserved for them.
Maybe Miss Jiang Miao knows some noble person in the east of the city, and she could become a big client in the future.
He secretly remembered the boss, then turned around and caught a familiar person on the commercial street, walked up to him and greeted him, "Old Liu, long time no see..."
The middleman I had been looking for for a long time was finally found. Unexpectedly, it was even smoother than in the previous life. The person I met was their boss and we had some friendship before the end of the world.
Although it is easier to talk to someone you know, there are some things you can buy from him, but some things need to be bought in a different way, or even better, it is best to find someone else to buy them from.
From the commercial street to Yunda Plaza, this place has long lost its former prosperity. The broken glass windows around have caused the corridors to be full of glass shards and dried blood. The shops are full of homeless people, who are looking at the young people who come in with clean and tidy clothes with envy in their eyes.
Jiang Miao watched coldly, a butterfly knife spinning in his hand. The cold blade scared away most of the people who wanted to do something bad, but there were still some who looked at him with greedy eyes.
She learned how to use the butterfly knife from her team leader Xiao Ming in her previous life. Although it was fancy, it was very useful in scaring off troublesome and ignorant good-for-nothings.
Thinking of the Sea King who raised poisonous insects, Jiang Miao felt a little sad. He kicked away the passerby in front of him who was pretending to ask for directions but was actually here to get the truth, and walked up the escalator to the fourth floor.
Jiang Miao had been to this shopping mall before the apocalypse. The cinema was in Area C, and the entrance was at the end of the escalator. The door was badly damaged, the mechanical display cabinets were opened in a mess, and there were people sitting on the ground in groups of three or four, struggling to survive.
Jiang Miao stopped a person at random and asked: "Do you have a little Taoist priest here who often wears a pair of blind man's sunglasses, a jacket and straw sandals?"
"Taoist? No, no, I don't know him. I don't know him." The man was ragged and thin. Jiang Miao even saw a hint of fear in his eyes.
That’s not the case. In Jiang Miao’s eyes, the little Taoist priest is a character who can’t even cheat people out of anything. How could he become a mountain king here?
Walking into the cinema with doubts, Jiang Miao discovered that although there were many people in the corridor outside, there was surprisingly no one inside. It was as if there was some static area separated from the outside world.
"Li Chongyu?"
The empty, chaotic and silent movie theater looked particularly gloomy under the bright moonlight. Jiang Miao calmed his mind, put his hands behind his waist, ready to take out his weapon at any time.
A familiar voice came from the deepest part.
"I am here!"
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