Lin Sanjiu held her breath just as the thick sweetness was about to reach her throat. Her stomach constricted and she forced herself to spit out the mouthful of water.
She could still taste a faint sweetness on her tongue and throat. She coughed a few times, trying to get the last bit of sugar water out of her mouth. At that moment, her grand prize swallowed a mouthful of sugar water. Qing Jiuliu held the glass in his hand and stared blankly at Old Ke. His face was covered in water droplets.
"He has also gone crazy."
Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell what she was feeling at that moment. She swung her hand without turning her head, and the glass flew right next to her crazy son. "Pak!" The glass shattered into pieces as it splashed into the syrup. She took a deep breath and furrowed her brows at Old Ke. There was still some syrup and saliva on her lips.
"The food on Earth is highly toxic to the aliens. Highly toxic, highly toxic —"
Seeing that his plan had failed, Old Ke jumped up with an unbelievable agility as if he was chanting some exorcism scripture. He took out pieces of bread from one of his pockets and threw them at them as he shouted, "Quick! Fight! "
The wooden floor behind them creaked. The crazy son, who had been hugging his knees and sitting in the corner, stood up and revealed the bag in his hand. It turned out that he had been hiding a bag of rice in his pocket all this while.
He stuffed his hand into the bag of rice and threw handfuls of rice. The moment the rice hit the ground, the door of the wooden hut opened as if a war horn had sounded. The other three mental patients were standing outside the hut. Each of them was holding a large bottle of soda that they had prepared at some point in time. With a loud shout, they opened the bottle caps toward the hut.
It was obvious that the carbonated drinks had been shaken violently beforehand. Even Lin Sanjiu couldn't avoid the jet of soda that shot through the air. The three of them were drenched from head to toe.
In front of Lin Sanjiu was a group of people whose faces were flushed with excitement and madness. The shouts and stomps of their feet echoed in her ears. It was as if they were demons that would be scared away by the noise. It was even a little ridiculous.
Lin Sanjiu stood awkwardly in the rain of rice and bread. Rather than saying she was angry, it would be more accurate to say that she was filled with helplessness and impatience.
There was an inexplicable disappointment that made her feel terrible. She narrowed her eyes and looked at her crazy and agitated son. Then, she looked at Old Ke, who had a crazed expression on his face. Suddenly, she recalled what Qing Jiuliu said, "They look like two completely different people." Indeed, their facial features were not the slightest bit similar.
Therefore, this was not the process of a father and his son surviving tenaciously.
This was an ending.
What she saw now was the end of this group of people, the rest of their lives where their minds would forever fall into darkness.
When the rice hit his body, his skin felt a little numb. The food, of course, did no harm to them, but it made them feel annoyed from the bottom of their hearts. Lin Sanjiu stopped Qing Jiuliu, who had just jumped up. She turned her head and gestured to the two of them not to move.
The next second, she let out a soft sigh. Her higher consciousness swept through every corner of the wooden hut.
As if an invisible weapon had smashed them in the head, the group of mental patients could only let out a few muffled groans before they fell to the ground one after another. Their drink bottles, rice bags, and food bags rolled all over the floor.
Everything stopped abruptly. When the dead silence enveloped the hut, it felt as if their screams were still echoing in their ears.
After some time, Qing Jiuliu suddenly broke the silence. He cursed under his breath, "Motherf * cker." Then, he slumped back into his chair.
His clothes were wet from the drink and stuck to his body. His skin and hair were also covered with rice and bread crumbs. He looked extremely disheveled. Not only Qing Jiuliu, but Lin Sanjiu was also in a bad state. Only her grand prize, who had drunk half a glass of water nonchalantly, received the least amount of attacks. Perhaps, in the eyes of the mental patients, he was already "finished".
"Impressive," Ji Shanqing suddenly muttered. He looked at the unconscious Old Ke on the ground and said, "Even though he has already lost his mind, he is still aware of the truth of this world. Also, it is hard to imagine that after they saw us, they were able to improvise and come up with this plan."
Lin Sanjiu's face darkened. She didn't say anything.
They had just barged into the campsite last night, so they could be considered as uninvited guests. Old Ke had clearly shown that he didn't want to interact with them at first, and he seemed to be very sane. But, no matter what...
Lin Sanjiu wiped the soda off her face and said softly, "I was too emotional."
Ji Shanqing and Qing Jiuliu looked up.
"I've seen him as a father … taking care of a mentally ill person …" Lin Sanjiu stopped after saying those two incoherent sentences. She didn't continue and sighed. She raised her hand and massaged her temples. "I've seen him take care of a mentally ill person …"
Humans are like that. They always believe what they want to believe.
"I'm also at fault," the grand prize said, feeling a little sorry for her. "When he was pouring the water, I noticed that there were no needles on his arm … But, I thought that he might have injected the needle somewhere else —"
Before he could finish his sentence, Qing Jiuliu suddenly bent down and stopped. The latter took something out of Old Ke's pocket. He opened the small wallet and threw it on the table with a snicker.
"An ID issued before the apocalypse. According to the age written on it, this guy is only forty years old this year. "Qing Jiuliu tilted his head and looked at Old Ke a few times." In order to gain the trust of the 'alien', he defiled himself to such a state … What a psychopath. "
Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Forget it. Let's go," Lin Sanjiu didn't want to look at the people lying on the ground, so she walked out of the wooden cabin.
"What about these people?"
"They will wake up soon. Let them be," Lin Sanjiu stepped over the unconscious people and walked into the open space of the camping area. She felt a little depressed. "Since they lived a good life here in the past, they should be able to continue living here in the future."
"As long as they don't plot against posthumans," Qing Jiuliu said in a half-mocking and half-lazy manner. "The next person who gets sprayed with coke won't be as good-tempered as we are."
Lin Sanjiu returned to the wooden cabin and checked on Magus. She heaved a sigh of relief. These mentally ill people probably saw that she was unconscious, so they didn't treat her as a target and left her alone in the cabin.
The taps in the campsite were still running. Before they left, they took off their sticky and sweet-smelling clothes and washed themselves with clean water. The water was so cold that Lin Sanjiu couldn't help shivering when she splashed it on her head.
"Anyway, the most important thing now is to find a consular officer as soon as possible. We don't know when Magus will be teleported away … "Lin Sanjiu said a little gloomily after ten minutes.
The three of them, whose hair was still wet, were ready to set off.
Lin Sanjiu carried Magus on her back while the grand prize carried the wheelchair and walked down the steps of the wooden cabin. Qing Jiuliu followed behind them as if he didn't have any bones in his body. Suddenly, he exclaimed, "Huh?" and stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"Look."
Lin Sanjiu followed his finger and turned her head. She saw a face hiding behind the window of a nearby wooden cabin. It was only then that she remembered that, excluding the "father and son" of Old Ke, there were only three mentally ill people lying on the ground outside the wooden cabin. According to Old Ke, there should be one left.
"Forget about him," the grand prize turned his head away in annoyance. "Let's go."
Naturally, the other two didn't have any objections. After placing Magus back on the wheelchair, Lin Sanjiu turned and walked out of the cabin. However, to their surprise, the door of the wooden cabin behind them suddenly creaked open.
The face that had avoided Lin Sanjiu's gaze just now now peeked out from the crack of the door cautiously. Lin Sanjiu could tell that it was a man. When he realized that they had turned around, he immediately shrank back.
Lin Sanjiu shot a glance at him. She didn't think much of this mentally ill person and turned to leave.
The next second, a voice came from behind and stopped her in her tracks.
"Um … You guys are posthumans, right?"
The man lowered his voice as if he was afraid that he would wake up the people on the ground, "Did you guys eat something by accident?"
The three of them looked at each other, full of suspicion.
The man gulped. Seeing that none of them answered him, he seemed to be in a dilemma. After a while, he finally made up his mind. He pushed the door open and walked out.
Almost all posthumans in this world were skinny and shriveled, especially this man. He was wearing a pair of tight-fitting jeans, but the trousers dangled like a noodle pocket on his legs.
"You … take me away." Even though he was so thin, the man's face was still round and big, like a plate fixed on a stick. "I can't stay here any longer."
"You guys aren't crazy?" Lin Sanjiu narrowed her eyes. She was like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. She really couldn't tell who was crazy and who wasn't.
"I'm not. I haven't eaten anything," the big-faced man shook his head. "Usually, when they feed me food, I chew it and spit it out secretly."
He probably noticed the disbelief on their faces, so he quickly took out a palm-sized, toy-like, silver trash can from his pocket. "Look, this is one of my Special Items … As long as it's big enough to fit into the opening of the trash can, you can dispose of as much trash as you want."
As he spoke, he picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them into the trash can. When he turned the trash can over, it was empty, and there was nothing inside.
Lin Sanjiu and the others relaxed a little, but they tensed up again.
"So," Lin Sanjiu stared at him coldly, "you are a posthuman."
"Yes, yes," the big-faced man said hurriedly.
"How did you sneak in here? They didn't treat you as an alien? "
"It's a long story," the big-faced man sighed. "I came here with a companion. Look, that's him."
When he said that, he turned around and pointed at the unconscious puppy on the ground, "He is also a posthuman …"
"What happened?" the grand prize couldn't help asking.
"Both of us came here last month. Since there are only three months left until the transfer, we decided to find a secluded place and stay there until the transfer ends. I don't want to stay in this cursed world for another second. However, we bumped into this old man and another psychopath at the campsite. "
Lin Sanjiu frowned. She noticed that he said "another".
"Even though they were crazy, they were very docile and quiet. They didn't talk much and they didn't stick their heads out. Once, we asked them to sweep the floor for fun, and they really did it … Then, ahem, we sent them to do some chores. " The big-faced man didn't seem embarrassed at all when he said that, "In the end, what happened to you guys was similar. They even put sugar in the water. If the puppy didn't drink it first and realized that something was wrong, I would have fallen into their trap as well. Tell me, who would have thought of that?"
"But for some reason, after the puppy went crazy, I didn't run away … I stayed and pretended to be crazy. I listened to the old man every day. He told us that there were many aliens in this world and that only Earth's food could purify the aliens and turn them back into Earthlings."
"What's the reason?" the grand prize raised one of his eyebrows.
The big-faced man paused for a moment and gave them a sly smile. He didn't answer the question directly.
"After that, two more posthuman came. They had the same experience as you guys, but they weren't as lucky as you. They also became one of the psychopaths at the campsite. Hey, they were attacking you guys just now."
Lin Sanjiu's face darkened when she heard that.
"You knew that they were harming people," she said slowly, "Why didn't you warn us?"
"I didn't dare," the big-faced man answered straightforwardly.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"To be honest, I don't know the purpose of the posthuman who came later." He spread his hands, his expression was both honest and shameless. "Including you guys … Who knows what you guys are after? Do you have any ill intentions? If I showed myself and got caught by the posthuman, I might as well pretend to be a psychopath. "
His words sounded justified, but Lin Sanjiu couldn't help imagining a scene in her mind. The big-faced man was hiding in a corner, watching the posthumans who didn't know what was going on as they drank water with sugar in it.
Even though Lin Sanjiu nodded slowly, her expression didn't look any better.
"Then, why did you come out now?"
"I've been watching you guys for a long time. After you knocked them out, you guys left immediately." The big-faced man chuckled. "Not killing them means that you guys are kind-hearted. Leaving immediately means that you guys don't have any ulterior motives. If I don't catch up to you guys, I don't know when I'll be able to catch up to you."
Lin Sanjiu stared at him for a while. Then, a smile slowly appeared on her face. "I see."
"Yeah, let's go together. We can keep each other company," the big-faced man heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her smile. He took a few steps forward, "Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet. You guys can just call me Carrot Lo."
That was definitely not his real name. However, judging from his expression, he didn't seem to have any intention of telling them his real name.
Lin Sanjiu turned her head around. Coincidentally, her grand prize was also looking at her. Qing Jiuliu looked impatient, as if he didn't want to listen anymore. When the three of them exchanged glances, Lin Sanjiu made a decision almost immediately.
"I'm sorry. We have to take care of the patients. It's not convenient for us to bring others with us," Lin Sanjiu said. She felt like an examiner who had rejected an interviewee. "You should go by yourself."
However, a confident smile appeared on Carrot Lo's face. Lin Sanjiu instantly felt that he didn't look like an interviewee at all.
Carrot Lo seemed to be very confident that Lin Sanjiu and the others would accept him.
"Really? Aren't you guys going to reconsider? " As he spoke, he stretched out his palm slowly. "I clearly heard you guys saying that you were looking for a consular officer."
A visa to "The Olympics" appeared in his palm.
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