Chapter 77 Doomsday Humanoid Weapon 14

All the food was piled up in the corner.

There were two bags of white rice, a bag of easy-to-store vegetables, a bag of processed bacon, and even a box of canned fish and a box of canned fruit.

Yao Rong decisively refused: "These foods are too expensive, you can take them all back."

Fang Shaoyuan smiled and explained: "Aunt Yao, we didn't buy these foods. You took the initiative to hand over the corpse of the Zombie King before. This is a reward from my uncle on behalf of the Southwest Base."

Knowing that it was sent by Xue Anyi, Yao Rong couldn't refuse.

Lu Fei squatted next to these bags of food, and a sense of happiness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone continued to clean the house. Mi Mengmeng squatted by the bucket. Seeing Yao Rong coming over to change the rag, she quickly took out a rag that had been washed clean long ago from the water and handed it to Yao Rong after it was half-dry.

Yao Rong smiled at Mi Mengmeng and took the rag that Mi Mengmeng handed over.

Children who have lost their loved ones and are dependent on others are always particularly sensitive and precocious. If she refuses Mi Mengmeng's help, the child may become even more restless.

Soon, the house was cleaned, Fang Shaoyuan and others said goodbye and left, leaving only Yao Rong, Lu Fei and Mi Mengmeng in the house.

Mi Mengmeng drank some rice porridge and went to sleep. Yao Rong nodded to Lu Fei and motioned him to follow her to the living room: "Let's talk about Mengmeng."

Lu Fei sat up straight, waiting for Yao Rong's next words.

But after waiting for a long time, seeing that she just stared at him without saying anything, Lu Fei scratched his head: "Are you asking for my opinion?"

Yao Rong nodded.

"Uh..."

Lu Fei didn't think about this question carefully at all. Just now he was just immersed in the joy of having a house and food.

He subconsciously looked at Yao Rong for help: "You must have an idea, right?"

"I do have an idea, but Mengmeng was the child you wanted to save, and I agreed to let her go home for a few days just for your sake. What about after a few days?"

This time, Yao Rong did not directly tell Lu Fei the best solution to the problem.

There are many things that she can do for Lu Fei. But this one is definitely not one of them.

This is a burden he took on on his own initiative.

He should understand that when he stands up and decides to do something of great significance, he must also bear a series of troubles that may follow from this matter.

Lu Fei raised his hand and rubbed his nose: "Send her to an orphanage?"

"This is one way. But since you saved her, you should do more, such as inspecting the environment of the orphanage in advance and understanding how the children in the orphanage usually live and how they eat. You can't just send her away without thinking."

"You're right, I'll go to the orphanage tomorrow." But after saying this, Lu Fei hesitated for a moment, and still said, "Actually, we have extra rooms in our house..."

As soon as he said this, under Yao Rong's smiling gaze, Lu Fei's voice became lower and lower.

Okay, okay, he knew this was a bad idea.

Yao Rong said softly: "Lu Fei, it is already very difficult to raise a child. Right now, I don't have the energy to take care of other children."

Her own child has not yet escaped from pain.

Lu Fei raised his eyebrows slightly.

What do you mean it's very difficult to raise a child?

Humph, nonsense, is he that troublesome!

Lu Fei secretly complained in his heart, but a red patch appeared behind his ears.

"I know, I know. Raising a child is not just about feeding him and providing him with a place to live." His voice was awkward.

Yao Rong looked him up and down, and asked with a smile: "Why are you blushing?"

"Am I blushing?" Lu Fei slapped the armrest of the sofa hard, and used a loud shout to cover up his guilt, "I was thinking about how you treated me in the past, so I was angry!"

Yao Rong said meaningfully: "It seems that you are really angry, look, your neck is red from anger."

Lu Fei: "..."

So angry.

This time he is really angry.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic."

Yao Rong pressed his palm down and returned to the topic.

"Lu Fei, you protected Meng Meng and took her home to raise her for a few days. These actions are correct. But let me ask you, if you can save one, can you save everyone?"

"I...if I see it, of course I will save them."

"Then go to the orphanage tomorrow and take a look, and then we can continue this topic."

Yao Rong stood up and planned to go upstairs to see if Mi Mengmeng kicked the quilt.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Southwest Base is large. If you kick the quilt, you will easily get sick and catch a cold.

The door of the room was ajar. As soon as Yao Rong pushed the door open a crack, he heard a weak and deliberately suppressed cry.

"Mom, I miss you so much..."

"Wuwu mom, I secretly left some chocolate for you. If you don't come to pick me up, the chocolate will melt..."

"Mengmeng, are you awake?"

Mi Mengmeng, who was completely curled up in the quilt, was startled. After hesitating for a few seconds, Mi Mengmeng poked her head out from the quilt: "Aunt Yao Rong, I just fell asleep and woke up when I dreamed of mom."

"Can I come in?"

"Sure."

Yao Rong walked to the bed and sat down. At a glance, she saw the little girl holding the chocolate tightly, which had already melted and deformed.

She pretended not to see it and chatted with Mi Mengmeng softly.

In the living room, Lu Fei was still sitting there, thinking about what Yao Rong had just said.

He can save one person, but can he save everyone?

He hadn't even thought clearly about how to deal with Mi Mengmeng after rescuing her.

Lu Fei raised his hands and messed up his hair.

Headache.

***

Perhaps because of something on his mind, Lu Fei suffered from insomnia and got up very late the next day.

When he washed up and went downstairs, Song Xiuping was already sitting in the living room, playing with Mi Mengmeng with a doll.

"Brother Song, why are you here?" Lu Fei's eyes lit up when he saw Song Xiuping.

Song Xiuping put the doll in Mi Mengmeng's hand and said cheerfully, "Our team has just completed the mission and can take a few days off. I thought you just moved in, so I came to see if there is anything I can do to help you."

Lu Fei pulled Song Xiuping to a corner: "Brother Song, can you take me to the orphanage?" "

No problem." Song Xiuping agreed immediately, "I'll take you there on my bike."

These days, gasoline is a rare commodity.

Traveling within the base basically relies on bicycles.

Song Xiuping only knew that the orphanage was located in the north of the city. He and Lu Fei went to the north of the city and asked several people before they finally reached their destination with great difficulty.

The orphanage is called a "house", but it is actually six mobile flat houses put together.

Five rooms are for the children to sleep in, and one room is for the old couple of the director.

There is no kitchen or activity room. If you want to cook, you can only do it outdoors. If you want to play, you just play with stones at the door of the flat house.

Lu Fei has learned about it in detail. The house is a big shop, and the children sleep together. A house of about ten square meters can squeeze more than a dozen children. The food is also very simple. Every meal is only half a bowl of porridge and half a fist-sized potato.

Even this half bowl of porridge has more water than rice.

The director lit a fire and cooked for the children: "Every one or two days, new children will be sent here. The place is so small, we can only squeeze in more. There are also a few people living in my house with my wife, and now we can still accommodate them."

Song Xiuping squatted beside the director: "What should we do in the future?"

The director used a stick to poke the potatoes buried under the fire. He was silent for a long time, sighed a long breath, and his brows were full of worry: "Let's talk about the future later."

"It's enough to be alive. Everyone has to take it one step at a time."

He seemed to be telling Song Xiuping and Lu Fei, and also seemed to be comforting himself.

So he repeated softly: "It's good to be alive."

Song Xiuping got up and left, no longer disturbing the director's work.

He looked around for a long time before he found Lu Fei sitting on a tree, his legs swinging in the air, as if he was observing something.

Following Lu Fei's line of sight, Song Xiuping saw those ragged, skinny children.

"Xiaolu, come down quickly, we should go back."

Lu Fei jumped down and silently followed Song Xiuping away.

He kicked the stones at his feet: "Brother Song, I don't want to send Mengmeng to the orphanage." It

was not until he saw the current situation of the orphanage with his own eyes that Lu Fei clearly realized why Dr. Yao said that yesterday.

And Mengmeng's mother Lin Xiaojun...

She must have guessed what the orphanage would look like.

But in that case, she was like grasping the only life-saving straw, hoping that Mengmeng could be sent to the orphanage.

But if you put yourself in her shoes, at that time, Lin Xiaojun had no better choice.

Children sent to the orphanage could only have a place to live and food to eat in the end of the world.

Lin Xiaojun only hoped that Mi Mengmeng could live.

She didn't even expect her to be happy, stable, or educated.

"Well, does Aunt Yao plan to adopt Mengmeng?" Song Xiuping asked.

"No. I want to see if there are any couples willing to adopt Mengmeng."

"You can ask Fang Shaoyuan and Zheng Shuiqing, they are more informed in this regard."

Lu Fei walked with his head down for a while, and suddenly asked Song Xiuping: "Brother Song, is there any way to make these children live better?"

"Ah? If there were no zombies around the base, then the base could build a satellite city outside to transfer population pressure, and the children would not have to live so crowded; if the base had more food, then the relief food distributed to the children would naturally increase."

Song Xiuping said this casually, but seeing that Lu Fei seemed to have really heard his words, he quickly straightened his expression: "Xiaolu, don't take my words to heart, I'm just talking casually."

Lu Fei looked at him puzzledly: "But I think what you said makes a lot of sense."

"Well, it does make sense, because this is the future development plan of the Southwest Base." Song Xiuping complained secretly, "But you don't know that this development plan has not been successful after five years of development. It's just easier said than done. Don't have too much hope for this."

"Five years? Brother Song, how did you know?"

Song Xiuping was startled and realized that he had let the cat out of the bag: "Ha, I just guessed."

Lu Fei was easily fooled and no longer dwelled on the five-year time point. Instead, he said: "But this is the right thing to do. Why can't we have hope? Don't you do it even though you know it's right?"

What Lu Fei saw in the orphanage today had a huge impact on Lu Fei.

He thought in silence for a long time. It was not until this moment that he told Song Xiuping the thoughts that he had suppressed for a long time: "The orphanage is a microcosm of the end of the world. Now I have several bags of food in my house. If I move those bags of food over, the children can definitely eat delicious food for a few days, but this cannot change their fate from the root."

"If you want them to live well, only everyone in the entire Southwest Base can live well."

"But according to what you said, Brother Song, if even a psychic like you and a powerful person like me have no hope, then how desperate would those ordinary people without power be?"

"They must be very desperate now."

Lu Fei turned his head: "Look at those children, we have been here for so long, and they haven't laughed, not even once."

Song Xiuping paused in pedaling his bicycle.

Feeling the car body shaking, he quickly came to his senses and stepped on the pedal.

Lu Fei finished what he wanted to say in one breath. Seeing that Song Xiuping did not respond to him, he scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Brother Song, did I say something wrong?"

"No..."

Song Xiuping took a deep breath.

His expression was very complicated, with a hint of shame.

Lu Fei's words were like a slap in the face of Song Xiuping, sobering him up from the state of thinking that "everyone is drunk but I am sober".

In fact, whether it was seeing Mi Mengmeng and her daughter before entering the city yesterday, or seeing those children in the orphanage, he was indifferent in his heart. He even thought: He has long regarded this kind of thing as normal. It is because Xiao Lu has only experienced the apocalypse for less than a year that he retains so much useless sympathy.

Yes, to be honest, Song Xiuping thinks that Lu Fei's behavior is a bit meddling.

But how could he forget one thing!

Now is not the last life.

Now is not the fifth year of the apocalypse, but the first year of the apocalypse.

If Fang Shaoyuan had not died, the Southwest Base might not have fallen into the fiery struggle for power like in the last life.

Obviously...

obviously everything can be done in time...

"Xiaolu, you are right, you are so right!" Song Xiuping stepped on the pedal very quickly. He couldn't wait to return to Lu Fei's house. He couldn't wait to ask Lu Fei if he was willing to hire him as a private chef.

At the beginning, he thought Lu Fei was the savior, but it was just because of Lu Fei's strength. But at this moment, he was no longer just worshipping strength, but vaguely believed that maybe with Lu Fei, Yao Rong, Fang Shaoyuan, and Zheng Shuiqing in this life, many results would really become different.

***

Fang Shaoyuan and Zheng Shuiqing came to visit Yao Rong again.

On the way back yesterday, they heard Song Xiuping talk about Mi Mengmeng's life experience, so when they came here today, they also brought Mi Mengmeng two sets of clothes suitable for her age.

Mi Mengmeng took a shower, put on clean old clothes, sat in the yard to dry her hair in the sun, and listened attentively to the conversation between Yao Rong, Fang Shaoyuan and Zheng Shuiqing.

The three were chatting enthusiastically when Lu Fei and Song Xiuping came back.

Yao Rong's eyes fell directly on Lu Fei - there was no frustration, nor did he show a look of being hit, but a bit of determination between his brows.

She curled the corners of her lips slightly.

Song Xiuping looked at everyone and coughed twice to attract everyone's attention: "Well, I have something to announce to everyone. Aunt Yao, Xiaolu, do you think that the family is lacking a chef and nutritionist?"

When these words came out, everyone was surprised.

Song Xiuping straightened his back: "I believe that everyone has had a personal experience of my cooking skills these days. So, I wonder if I have the honor to go on the job and cook for Aunt Yao and Xiaolu, oh, and Mengmeng every day?"

"Of course, I can guarantee that even if I become a chef, I will follow the team and do my job well."

Fang Shaoyuan was the first to come to his senses: "Then what do you want?"

Being a chef still requires taking on missions to kill zombies. How is this different from the current situation?

Song Xiuping raised his head proudly: "When I went on missions before, my teammates only cared about leveling up themselves first. But it's different when I go on missions with Xiaolu..."

Song Xiuping wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his lips: "I don't ask for any zombie king to kill, but as long as I hold on to Xiaolu's thighs firmly, I can live a wonderful life from now on where I can kill zombies and level up with just a flick of my finger."

Fang Shaoyuan: "..."

Zheng Shuiqing: "..."

Holding Xiaolu's thighs!

Xiaolu is not even as tall as him!

Shameless!

But...

killing zombies while lying down, they actually felt a little... shamefully moved when they heard it.

Yao Rong was also a little slow to react.

She had been through so many mission worlds, but this was the first time she met such a... uh, reborn person with personality.

Lu Fei was the only one in the audience who was ecstatic.

What, does this kind of pie in the sky really exist?

As long as he helps Brother Song catch some zombies, he will have his own exclusive chef in the future! ?

"Brother Song, we brothers won't talk about those nonsense. Don't worry, I will be responsible for your ability upgrade in the future."

Song Xiuping was also ecstatic.

He knew that no one could resist his food offensive!

"That's great, we have a deal!"

Yao Rong and the other two: "..."

Forget it, as long as the two of them are happy.

In order to celebrate his successful application, Song Xiuping went down to the kitchen and planned to show off his skills. It happened that the kitchen utensils in the villa were ready, and the dishes were also ready. Half an hour later, the fragrant lunch was successfully cooked.

After lunch, Song Xiuping suddenly avoided everyone and walked to Yao Rong: "Aunt Yao, are you free? I want to tell you something."

Yao Rong's heart moved, and she vaguely guessed what Song Xiuping was going to say, but she still felt a little emotional when she really heard Song Xiuping confess to her about his rebirth.

"Why do you tell me this?" Yao Rong said calmly.

"I have decided to cling to Xiaolu, and I definitely can't hide such an important secret anymore. But Xiaolu is simple and straightforward. Even if he knows this secret, he may not know how to deal with it."

So Song Xiuping directly skipped Lu Fei and went to Yao Rong.

Song Xiuping pursed his lips: "There is one thing that I didn't tell even Fang Shaoyuan. But I think you should know this."

Yao Rong's heart moved.

Song Xiuping spoke word by word: "In the last life, in the fifth year of the apocalypse, the Southwest Base was destroyed by a group of monsters."

"That group of monsters were basically half human and half beast. But there was a leader among them who had almost completely lost his beastly state, and was no different from humans. However, when he killed people, his eyes would turn blood red."

"None of them had game bracelets, but with their strong physical fitness, they could defeat dozens of levels of psychics."

"And before the destruction of the Southwest Base, I heard that the Dawn Base was also destroyed by them."

...

After a while, Yao Rong let out a sigh of relief: "I hope that only you and I know about this."

Song Xiuping nodded and promised: "It will rot in my stomach in the future."

Yao Rong lowered his eyes.

She thought, she knew why Song Xiuping was reborn.

——In the last life, those survivors in the base were probably slaughtered by Xiao Bai and his half-human, half-beast army.

***

While Yao Rong and Song Xiuping were chatting, someone on the other side of the base was also discussing the two of them.

The head of the base, Fang Weijue, was dressed in a military uniform, about fifty years old, with wrinkles on his serious face, and an intimidating aura.

At this moment, he was holding a piece of information in his

hand. This was the information about Yao Rong that his men had found when they went to the Jiang Province base.

"At the beginning of the apocalypse, Dr. Yao was taken to the Jiang Province base to begin researching the subject of zombie evolution. But three months ago, she suddenly disappeared, and the next time she was heard was in Rong County. And at that time, she was with her son."

Fang Weijue muttered to himself for a few words, then looked up and asked Xue Anyi who was standing in front of him: "What do you think she did during those three months of disappearance?"

Xue Anyi smiled bitterly: "I can only guess that it has something to do with her son Lu Fei."

"Yao Rong happens to be a leading figure in life genetics, and Lu Fei's current situation... reminds me of a word I heard..."

"What word?" Xue Anyi was shocked.

"I heard that someone is conducting an experiment in private. The name of that experiment is: perfect human."

Xue Anyi's pupils shrank and his breathing became heavier: "If Lu Fei's strength is really the result of an experiment, as long as our base can have a few more people with his strength, those zombies wandering around the base will be nothing at all..."

Fang Weijue raised his head and looked at Xue Anyi with a slight warning: "Anyi, the perfect human experiment is an illusory thing, but I know that Yao Rong and Lu Fei are ready. Do you want to catch the former, or do you want to hold the latter tightly and let the latter willingly become a part of our base?"

Xue Anyi realized that he was obsessed: "Brother-in-law, you are still sober."

It must be said that Lu Fei's strength is really too tempting.

"You need to practice more with your character." Fang Weijue shook his head and put Yao Rong's information aside. "From now on, Yao Rong and Lu Fei's information will be the top secret of the base. No one except you and me can investigate. As for the requests made by Yao Rong, all that can be met will be met."

With Fang Weijue's words, two days later, Yao Rong received news that a special laboratory would be moved to her in the existing research institute.

And all the experimental equipment would be configured for her.

"If there is anything missing, you can make a list for me, and I will send someone to find it for you as soon as possible." Xue Anyi smiled gracefully.

"Thank you very much." Yao Rong said without hesitation, "When can I go to see the laboratory?"

"You can go now. I'll ask my adjutant to drive you there."

Xue Anyi winked at the adjutant, who immediately ran out to prepare the car.

Xue Anyi was about to say something else when a small ball suddenly rolled over from not far away. Mi Mengmeng, who was wearing a small skirt, ran out from the other side of the wall chasing the ball.

The ball rolled all the way to Xue Anyi's feet. He looked down at the ball, then looked up at Mi Mengmeng, smiled, grabbed the ball, and threw it to Mi Mengmeng with just the right amount of force.

"Mengmeng, did you pick up the ball?"

Lu Fei's voice floated over from not far away.

Mi Mengmeng hugged the ball and ran away again.

The car was ready quickly, Yao Rong pulled Lu Fei into the car, and they went to the laboratory together.

After a tour of the laboratory, Yao Rong was still very satisfied.

Basically, all the necessary research equipment was available, but one or two of them still needed to be purchased. In addition, the laboratory was not far from where she lived, so it was very convenient to go back and forth.

I heard from the adjutant that the base would equip her with a bicycle, and she could ride a bicycle to and from work every day.

From these small details, we can fully see the attitude of the base leader towards her and Lu Fei.