Luo Yuan sent Cao Qianqian home and they arrived at Jingyue District Block 15.
"Which floor do you live on?" Huang Jiahui tried to find something to talk about. She was a little nervous. It was her first time staying at a man's house that she had only met a few times.
"Fourth floor," Luo Yuan said as he closed the metal door.
"Are you living with her now?" Huang Jiahui asked as she flicked her bangs.
"Who? Are you talking about Zhao Yali? She's back in her hometown now. " Luo Yuan was stunned. He looked a little awkward when he mentioned Zhao Yali. He quickly changed the topic and said, "The bed is still here. You can stay in that room."
He saw that Huang Jiahui was carrying a rifle and said, "Hide the rifle. It might attract unnecessary trouble if someone sees it."
Donghu City was in a terrible situation. Even if someone called the police, they would not be able to find the police. However, he still wanted to stay there. It was never a bad thing to be careful.
"Okay!" Huang Jiahui answered and put the rifle in her suitcase.
The two of them quickly went up to the fourth floor. Luo Yuan's sharp senses were looking at the anti-theft door opposite him. There was a slight movement from inside, and not long after, the anti-theft door opened. Wang Shishi stood at the door like a little grass being tortured by a strong wind. She was about to cry. "Uncle, my parents haven't come back yet. I'm so scared."
She looked at Luo Yuan with her big, watery eyes. His heart softened and he said, "Why don't you come to my house for a while?"
"Yes, thank you, Uncle!" Wang Shishi answered shyly.
Huang Jiahui felt sad. She pulled Wang Shishi over and said with a smile, "What a beautiful girl. What year are you in?"
"Second grade. Auntie, are you Uncle's girlfriend?" Wang Shishi asked curiously.
Huang Jiahui blushed. She regretted talking to the girl and said, "No, we're just friends. We've been staying here for a few days."
Luo Yuan did not care about their conversation. He inserted the key and opened the door. It was a mess inside. The windows on the balcony and the other windows were all broken.
Luo Yuan checked carefully to make sure nothing had broken in. He walked into the kitchen and turned on the gas stove. He stared at the pale blue flame as it quickly weakened and disappeared. He couldn't help but curse in his heart.
It seemed like something big had happened.
"Xiao Luo, can I take a shower first?" Huang Jiahui's voice came from outside.
Luo Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly shouted, "Wait!"
He paced back and forth as he spoke.
"What's wrong?" Huang Jiahui asked as she looked at Luo Yuan's panicked expression. Today, she was frightened and scared. She had been on the brink of death several times. She didn't know how many times she had broken out in cold sweat. Her body was still damp, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
"You said that the gas has been cut off. Will the water be cut off soon? The water plant is in the city, so it will definitely be attacked. If there is no one to manage it, it will run out of water soon. "Luo Yuan thought for a while and stopped walking. Ignoring Huang Jiahui's panicked expression, she rushed into the bathroom and turned on the tap.
Looking at the water gushing out of the faucet, he sighed in relief. "Help me get the plastic bucket from the balcony and the basin."
"Oh, okay!" Huang Jiahui hurried out.
There were quite a lot of washbasins in the house. Other than Luo Yuan's own plastic bucket and washbasin, all the washbasins had been left behind after Zhao Yali had left. There were a total of two plastic buckets and four washbasins filled with water.
As for which basin was used to wash the feet and which basin was used to wash the face, at this point, no one cared.
When all the containers were filled with water, he said, "You can take a shower now. Take a good shower while there's still water. It won't be so easy to take a shower in the future."
Huang Jiahui took out her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
"Uncle, do you think the world is coming to an end?" Wang Shishi asked softly.
"Who told you that?" Luo Yuan turned around and asked.
"I can tell," Wang Shishi said with a pout.
"The world is coming to an end. Aren't you afraid?" Luo Yuan asked.
"What's the use of being afraid? My parents won't come back, right?" Wang Shishi asked hopefully.
"Your parents will come back. They might have been delayed," Luo Yuan comforted her, patting her head.
"Uncle, you don't have to lie to me. I saw a lot of people being eaten by the bugs. Even their bones were swallowed." Wang Shishi's body trembled slightly as she said this, but she still looked at Luo Yuan stubbornly.
Luo Yuan's hand paused. He did not know how to comfort her, but he remembered that she was already in the second year of middle school. She should be an adult now. It was time for her to accept the cruel reality. "You have to learn to be strong. Even if your parents are gone, you have to live on."
"Yes!" Wang Shishi nodded her head vigorously. Tears quickly flowed out of her eyes.
"Alright. Can you get a broom and sweep the broken glass?" Luo Yuan asked.
Wang Shishi sniffled and answered. She picked up the broom and dustpan in the corner and wiped her tears as she swept the glass.
Luo Yuan looked at her for a while and went into the storage room to find a toolbox. There was an axe, a hammer, a pair of scissors, and a nail.
He walked to the living room, took out his Zhanmadao, and chopped the solid wood table into pieces. He chopped the leftover pieces into firewood. He took out a piece of wood and compared it to the window. Then he took out a nail and a hammer and started hammering on the window.
Although there was an anti-theft metal frame outside the window, such a weak protection could not even stop a thief, let alone a green beetle. Of course, even adding a layer of wooden planks wouldn't help much, but at least it was an extra layer of protection. At the very least, it could block the green beetles' line of sight and other small creatures.
After a while, Huang Jiahui came out in her home clothes. When she saw Luo Yuan and Wang Shishi, she immediately came over to help.
Luo Yuan quickly stopped her and said, "I don't need your help here. It's getting late. You should go and cook. The rice is in the kitchen. You can look for it. Oh, and I'll give you the lighter."
He looked up at Huang Jiahui, who had just taken a shower. He quickly looked away and gestured for Wang Shishi to bring him another piece of wood.
Huang Jiahui took the lighter, but she quickly realized that there was no gas, so they could only cook with firewood. She carried a pile of firewood into the kitchen and took out an aluminum pressure cooker. She also found some rice in the cupboard. When she was about to start a fire, she was stunned. She did not know what to do. Although she had participated in a few picnics, the men who were attentive to her had always taken care of the fire. She had never done it herself.
Huang Jiahui asked, "Where should I put the firewood? You can't put it on the ground, can you? "
"Find a pot and put it in it."
After a while.
Huang Jiahui said, "I can't start a fire. Can you come and take a look?"
"Dip the wood in oil and light it," Luo Yuan said.
Not long after, there was a pungent smell of smoke coming from the kitchen. Luo Yuan did not pay much attention to it at first, as it was normal to smell smoke in the kitchen. However, the smell got stronger and stronger, and soon Luo Yuan and Wang Shishi were choking on it.
Luo Yuan felt that something was not right. He quickly walked into the kitchen and was amused by what he saw. The pressure cooker was completely on top of the pot, and Huang Jiahui was holding the handle of the pressure cooker. She lifted it slightly and blew on it. Her red eyes were faintly discernible in the smoke. She looked like a pitiful rabbit in the fog.
"What are you doing? There's no ventilation, and you want to start a fire?" Luo Yuan said impatiently.
"I've never started a fire before. How would I know?" Huang Jiahui said with a face full of grievances. Her dirty face made her look like a resentful cat.
"Then learn. I'll leave the cooking to you from now on," Luo Yuan said.
Huang Jiahui did not dare to refute. She knew how dangerous it was out there, and only a strong man like Luo Yuan could make her feel a little safer. That was one of the reasons why she had insisted on staying with him. It was the most important reason.
Luo Yuan went to the bedroom and removed the clothes rack in Zhao Yali's bedroom.
He put one of the metal racks under the pot to hold it in place. He bent a few metal bars one by one and placed them on the edge of the pot. He reignited the fire and waited for the firewood to burn brightly before placing another metal frame on top of the iron pot. Then, he placed the pressure cooker on top of the metal frame.
"Alright, it's done. Leave the rest to me!" Huang Jiahui said happily when she saw that the fire was burning.
"Okay!" Luo Yuan nodded.
Luo Yuan went to the living room and continued to work. There were not enough wooden planks on the table. He had only fixed two windows, so he chopped the coffee table and continued to fix the windows.
The evolved Zhanmadao was extremely sharp. It was close to the limit of metal hardness that modern technology could achieve. It was very easy for it to chop wood. Wang Shishi was surprised to see Luo Yuan chopping the coffee table into pieces with a strange green long knife. She felt like she was chopping tofu. She forgot to cry for a moment.
As the windows were sealed one by one, the room gradually became dark.
Other than the kitchen window, which had not been fixed with wooden planks, there was only the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony.
Luo Yuan scratched his head as he looked at the floor-to-ceiling window. He did not remember having such a long wooden plank here.
Luo Yuan looked left and right as if he was possessed. Finally, his gaze fell on the door.
Which door should he remove? The bedroom door or the toilet door? It seemed like one door was not enough. Should he remove all of them? Luo Yuan thought for a while and decided to observe the situation first. He was confident that he could handle four or five normal green beetles.
As the evening approached, Wang Shishi looked more and more sad. She kept an eye on the movement outside the door. She stood up a few times but sat down in disappointment.
Huang Jiahui moved a small table out of the bedroom and put bowls of food on it. There were two salted duck eggs cut into four pieces, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a plate of heated braised beef (canned). Although these dishes were not considered much in the past, they seemed a little extravagant at this time.
"Let's eat!" Luo Yuan said and started eating.
Wang Shishi seemed a little absent-minded. She stared at the food blankly. She did not even respond when Huang Jiahui talked to her.
After dinner, Luo Yuan lit a cigarette and smoked slowly. No one noticed that his forehead was sweating profusely.
When he finished the cigarette, he put it out and said, "Shishi, sleep with your Aunt Huang tonight. Don't think too much."
"Thank you, Uncle!" Wang Shishi put down her chopsticks and sobbed softly.
Luo Yuan sighed but did not comfort her. He got up and walked slowly to his room.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he immediately lay down on the bed, his face twisted.
In fact, the stimulant effect of the rat meat had started to fade not long after he got home. The only reason he could hold on until now was because of his strong Will and his intention to divert his attention.
Now, as soon as he relaxed, the pain was like a tidal wave attacking him wave after wave.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold on.
Half an hour later.
"Beep! Will + 1!"
Luo Yuan's mouth twitched as he listened to the notification. His eyelids gradually became heavier and he fell asleep in a semi-conscious state.
Luo Yuan was woken up by the sound of cannons and the buzzing sound everywhere.
"What's going on?"
He grabbed the Zhanmadao from the bedside and quickly got up. After a night's rest, his chest was still in pain, but it was much better now. He walked to the window and opened the curtains. When he saw the tightly sealed window, he was stunned. He remembered that all the windows in his house had been nailed shut.
He quickly opened the door and saw Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi standing at the corner of the wall, carefully looking at the balcony.
His heart skipped a beat.
He walked to the balcony and looked outside.
His body stiffened as soon as he saw it.
There were green beetles flying everywhere in the sky. They seemed to be agitated as they kept circling in the sky. The sound of cannons could be heard from afar.
Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi seemed to be relieved when they saw Luo Yuan. They looked better.
"The backup army is here." Huang Jiahui tried to suppress her excitement. "We're saved."
Luo Yuan was also excited. After a large army entered Donghu City, the situation in Donghu City would definitely improve. Perhaps it would not take long for the green beetles to be wiped out. No matter how strong the green beetles or mutated beasts were, they would not be able to fight against a well-prepared modern army. This was a war on a completely different level.
At this moment, a beam of light flashed in the sky. A short-range missile exploded in the air not far from the residential area, creating a fiery red mushroom cloud. The huge shockwave caused the green beetles nearby to scatter like rootless duckweeds. Some of them that were slightly closer to the center of the explosion began to disintegrate while still in the air.
Luo Yuan could feel the entire building shaking, and a strong, scorching wind was blowing in from the balcony.
His mind went blank for a moment. It was difficult for a person who had lived in peace to imagine what was happening in front of him.
He had only seen such a scene in videos. He could eat his snacks while marveling at the power of modern weapons, and he could even express his opinion on the forum. He had never imagined the shock and fear that came from the bottom of his heart when he was in the middle of it.
As soon as the first missile exploded, another two missiles exploded in the air, leaving a long trail of flames behind them. The green beetles in the area around the explosion were all wiped out in an instant.
A few minutes later, a few armored vehicles came roaring from the street in the distance.
The 30mm machine gun on top of the armored vehicles was pointing straight at the sky, and a flame that was hundreds of meters long was shooting at high speed without stopping.
The loud noise made Luo Yuan's eardrums vibrate continuously.
A few of the remaining green beetles were hit by the flame, and they were immediately torn into pieces. Countless colorful liquid splashed down from the sky.
The machine gun continued to rotate, unconsciously sweeping through the surrounding high-rise buildings a few times. Fragmented cracks were left behind, and even the walls were swept through.
Luo Yuan was stunned when he saw this. After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat.
The building was facing the commercial street in front of them. If the machine gun fired at them, the fragile walls of the civilian buildings would not be able to withstand it.
"We can't stay here. Let's go!" Luo Yuan said hurriedly, his face gloomy.
In modern warfare, unless the military was willing to pay a huge price by sacrificing a large number of soldiers, it was difficult to avoid "accidental injury" to the civilians. Considering the current situation, the higher-ups were not thinking about the small matter of accidental injury to the civilians. They were thinking about getting rid of the green beetles as soon as possible to maintain social stability.
Even so, Luo Yuan could not help but feel angry. It was difficult to maintain a rational and objective attitude when it came to himself.
Huang Jiahui also realized this. She quickly ran back to the bedroom and came out with a rifle in her hand. "Where are we going?" she asked in a trembling voice.
Luo Yuan walked towards the main door and said quickly, "To the ground floor. It's safer than here."
"Okay!"
Wang Shishi had long been stunned. She was like a mindless rag doll. Her face was devoid of blood as she stood there in a daze, motionless.
Luo Yuan sighed and said, "Give me the rifle. You carry her."
Huang Jiahui agreed and passed the rifle to Luo Yuan. She carried the stunned Wang Shishi and followed him out of the main door.
As they walked up the stairs, they heard the sharp sound of a bullet piercing through the wall. There was a row of small holes on the side of the stairs.
The wall of the building was two to three floors away from the stairs, but it was still not enough to block the bullets from the machine gun.
Even Luo Yuan's heart was beating fast.
He looked at the pale-faced Huang Jiahui, who was standing there in a daze. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that she wasn't injured.
"Stop spacing out! Let's go!" Luo Yuan shouted.
Huang Jiahui came back to her senses and quickly followed Luo Yuan down the stairs.
A minute later, the three of them were walking down the stairs.
In fact, Luo Yuan was not the only one who was smart. The ground floor was crowded with people, but when they saw the rifle in Luo Yuan's hand, they suddenly quieted down.
But that was it.
No one screamed, no one retreated, and they were not even afraid. They were just alert.
As the world became more chaotic, people's acceptance level had increased. Knives and swords were common. Even if someone openly walked around with a gun, it would not be a big deal.
When Huang Jiahui put Wang Shishi down, Luo Yuan returned the rifle to her. Compared to Luo Yuan's Kung Fu, the rifle was more effective in Huang Jiahui's hands.
"Quick, save her!" At this moment, a middle-aged man carrying a bloodied woman staggered down the stairs.
The crowd quickly dispersed, creating a spacious space.
The middle-aged man was gentle and wore a pair of thick, black-rimmed glasses that made him look like an intellectual. At this moment, his face was filled with panic and helplessness. He held the woman in his arms tightly, but blood continued to drip from his hands in a straight line. He gently carried the woman to an empty space.
"Is there a doctor here? Please save her!" he begged with bloodshot eyes.
Luo Yuan glanced at the injured woman and turned his head away as he could not bear to see her.
The woman's eyes were closed, and her breathing was weak. Her face was as pale as a ghost, and there was a fist-sized wound on her chest. She could not be saved.
"Please, please save her. I can give you money. No, food. I still have some food at home. Can I give it all to you?" He looked around helplessly.
The people around him shifted their gazes away.
One of them said, "Even if you send her to the hospital now, she won't be able to be saved. My condolences!"
His body trembled and a trace of deep sorrow flashed across his face. He seemed to want to touch her face, but his hand started to tremble in midair. Feeling her body that was getting colder and colder, he burst into tears!
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