The fat man drove all the way, and from time to time he opened the communication tool bound to the car to check if there was any information from other brothers around him, but to his disappointment, he was about to reach the next city, but there was still no information.
The fat man collected supplies as he walked, and the space was filled with things. It is worth mentioning that when he sold his assets, he privately entrusted other people to help him purchase a large number of supplies and put them in warehouses in other cities.
The fat man did this to prevent anyone he knew from noticing that he was heading to the warehouse where the supplies were stored.
The fat man calculated the time. The doomsday would officially come in about one day. By then, no matter whether he found his other brothers or not, he would have to find a shelter to hide first.
Wuxie left the city and came to the suburbs through a small road. From a distance, he saw several warehouses closed with large iron gates.
Wuxie glanced at the sky which had darkened. If hail fell at this time, he would not be safe even if he had an isolation talisman on him, not to mention that he did not have much in stock. You know, if the isolation talisman was hit by hail, it would consume its usage time.
Wuxie decided to go to the warehouse in front to look for a place to stay, so that he would have a place to hide in case hail really fell from the sky.
Wuxie nimbly climbed over the wall and entered the fence. Inside the fence were warehouses locked with iron doors. There were no guards around, which surprised Wuxie.
But when he saw the camera on the wall, he understood.
Wuxie found a random eaves to hide under, and just as he expected, hail fell from the sky again after a while.
Wuxie couldn't describe his feelings, he just felt that his luck was really too bad.
The fat man was driving a car. Just as he entered another city, hail suddenly started falling from the sky. The fat man was so scared that he quickly put an isolation talisman on the car.
The fat man couldn't help but click his tongue as he watched hailstones as big as footballs falling from the sky.
"Oh my god, if this really hits the car, both the car and the people will be finished!"
"But this luck, the more I look at it, the more it looks like..."
The fat man quickly turned on the communication tool attached to his body and took a look. In a suburban warehouse not far from him, which was also the place where he had purchased supplies before, there was a particularly obvious red dot.
The fat man was overjoyed and drove there immediately. However, the hailstones that fell from the sky from time to time hindered the car's speed and made the road, which was already quite far, seem even farther.
Wuxie was squatting under the eaves, taking out a bag of bread from his backpack and starting to eat it. Before he finished eating the bread, he heard some noise outside.
A group of chaotic footsteps were heard, accompanied by the cursing and crying of men and women. Several young men and women climbed over the wall and came in to find a hiding place.
Wuxie silently hid the sheathed knife in his big backpack. He had to be on guard against others when he went out. Moreover, because of the natural disaster, people were restless and irritable, and there were already signs of chaos.
Wuxie had no intention of moving. Looking at the way those people clumsily climbed over the railing, he knew that they had little martial arts skills, not to mention that they were all injured. However, he still had to remain vigilant.
There were two men and three women who came, all in their early twenties, dressed very fashionably. However, they all had some marks of being hit, and one man and one woman had a cracked head. Blood was dripping from their foreheads onto their clothes, which looked a bit scary.
The other three people supported the two of them. After they climbed down from the railing, they saw Wuxie under the eaves not far away. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and they led their men to rush towards Wuxie.
"Great, there are people here!"
Wuxie didn't say anything. He watched them coming over and moved to the corner. It was obvious that he didn't want to pay any attention to them.
The two previous encounters with the JiBin had left a very bad impression on Comrade Wuxie. Now whenever he saw someone approaching, he would suspect it was the JiBin, considering his own bad luck.
Wuxie didn't want to pay attention to anyone, but the other person wanted to talk to him.
"Are you here to hide from the hail as well? Where are you going with that big bag on your back?" A boy came over and asked curiously. His companion was giving the two injured people some simple treatment on their wounds.
They didn't carry any gauze, alcohol or other items with them, only a simple bottle of water, which they used to carefully clean the area around the wound.
Then they quickly called an ambulance, but unfortunately all the nearby ambulance phones were flooded with calls, so they could only hang up in disappointment.
Wuxie met the boy's curious gaze. Not to mention the curious look, it really looked a bit like his old self. Wuxie continued to remain silent, thinking in his heart, was he so silly back then?
His expression and thoughts were all written on his face, as if he was afraid that others couldn't understand.
"Why are you ignoring me? My friend is talking to you!" A girl wearing a torn dress and gold and silver jewelry frowned unhappily.
Wuxie complained in his heart, okay, here we go again!
It’s not that he doesn’t like communicating with others like the young man, but in the current situation, he feels like everyone wants to harm him, so he doesn’t want to talk.
"Brother, your backpack looks quite big. Do you have any food? Share some with us. I'll give you money. We are almost starving to death!" The boy who approached Wuxie to ask questions at the beginning said again.
"There's nothing to eat."
Wuxie simply shook his head and refused. Now he had to gradually learn to be indifferent. Even if there was really someone, he would not give it to them. When a real natural disaster came and the end of the world began, he might even meet more people asking him for help along the way.
What's more, the task the system had given him before was not to help any strangers.
Thinking about the task that the system had issued before, Wuxie had a flash of inspiration in his mind and seemed to understand something.
"Why are you so stingy? Your backpack is so big, there might be a lot of food in it. What's wrong with sharing some with us? It's not like you won't pay!"
The girls, who were already a little angry because Wu Xie ignored them, started to question him loudly. Their voices were a bit sharp. Wu Xie was so close that he felt his ears were buzzing.
Tsk, you can tell at first glance that he has never been beaten by society and has been spoiled since childhood!
Wuxie put on his backpack and ignored them for a while. The hail stopped falling from the sky, so he ignored them and planned to climb over the wall to get out.
The boy who tried to talk to Wuxie twice stood there awkwardly. To be honest, it was not a pleasant feeling to be ignored.
In his heart, he agreed with what the girl said. The man had such a big backpack, and it looked like he had a lot of supplies, probably a lot of food. What's wrong with sharing some with them? It's not like he won't pay!
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