Why is the world ending?
Almost everyone living in the last days has thought about, questioned, and cursed this question.
And now, the box containing the answer is right in front of Shi Man. It is a Schrödinger's box.
Shi Man's mind was in a mess. She took a can of beer, took two sips, and lit a cigarette for herself after a long time.
He learned to smoke when he was trying to survive in his previous life. Tobacco was a scarce commodity in the apocalypse. At that time, Shi Man couldn't find any food, but he found a pack of wrinkled cigarettes in the ruins. When he was very hungry, he would take a puff of it as psychological comfort.
She had never smoked in this life, and as soon as the cigarette passed her lungs, she started coughing, but she quickly got used to it.
The intake of nicotine made her brain slightly dizzy, but her mood calmed down for no reason.
Shi Man suddenly laughed.
"Sure enough, saving the world or something like that isn't for me."
I'm sorry, she is just a small person. Even if she is reborn, her situation will be the same.
What she puts first is always herself and milk.
But...
If she did nothing, she wouldn't be able to rest easy.
If she just stayed in the Pure Land and waited for the world to be completely destroyed, what would be the point of her rebirth? Just to have a few days of good food and drink?
That's nonsense. How can there be any good life in the end times?
Shi Man made a decision.
To find the source of pollution, we must have partners.
And the best partner is: the official.
However, survival is always her first goal.
The Pure Land is her trump card, she can't give it up.
Moreover, the system did not give a precise explanation of what the source of the pollution was. After the pollution source agent was recovered, not even a residue was left. Finding this felt like a matter of luck.
But since someone has refined this thing into a medicine and there is a factor of human interference, then it would be a good idea to start with humans.
Shi Man thought it through and stopped wasting time.
She plans to contact the authorities first and then wait and see what happens.
Shi Man sent a message to Song Yan, asking him to meet on the rooftop.
Five minutes later, the two met on the rooftop.
Song Yan had faint dark circles under his eyes, and looked like he hadn't slept all night, and his body smelled of motor oil.
It seems that Consultant Song worked diligently last night, seizing the time to create the counterfeit weapons.
"How is the output of your 'arms factory'?" Shi Man teased.
Song Yan rubbed his brows. "In one night, I used five flamethrowers, six modified chain crossbows, and two booster guns. I tried my best."
Shi Man nodded: "It's barely enough."
She had made a lot of nail guns before. They were easy to modify and not difficult to use.
Song Yan caught on to something: "Is there a mission that requires me to go out?"
Shi Man nodded: "I'm going to Hongdu Mountain."
Song Yan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at her with some surprise.
"Did something happen that caused you to suddenly change your attitude?"
Shi Man had previously been reluctant to have too much contact with the official side, and she was even not optimistic about Hong Dushan, something she had never concealed.
Shi Man checked the time and said, "I'll give you ten minutes to wash up. I'll be waiting for you at the north exit in fifteen minutes. If you have any questions, let's talk on the way."
Song Yan: “…”
Sometimes he really wondered if the boss had been a soldier or a black-hearted capitalist, as he was always so strict with time.
On the way to the north exit, Shi Man called Dr. Liu and told him that she would be away for a few days. She also asked him to compile a list of family members or relatives who still needed to be connected to the Pure Land and send it to her.
Since I'm going on a long trip anyway, I might as well pick him up on the way.
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