It had been seven days since the appearance of the mutated mosquitoes, but the situation did not improve. The whole city was like a ghost town. There was no one on the streets.
"Mom, I'm so hungry!" A five or six years old chubby child said pitifully.
"Xiao Yu, be good. Wait for a while! It's not time for dinner yet! "Xiao Yu's mother forced a smile.
"But Xiao Yu did not eat anything at noon. I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts." Xiao Yu said with a bitter face. He was holding a remote control car without a battery and was pushing it on the ground.
Xiao Yu's mother's eyes turned red and looked at Huang Wei. Huang Wei sighed and nodded: "Forget it. Let's cook and sleep early."
"Oh! Finally, we can eat. "Xiao Yu threw the remote control car and immediately cheered.
Xiao Yu's mother sighed and stood up. She walked to the rice bag and scooped a small bowl of rice. She thought for a while and poured half of it out. Then she went to the kitchen to wash the rice. She put the rice into the pot and added three bowls of water. She lit the gas and started cooking.
Looking at the dancing flames, she was in a daze. After a while, she wiped her sweat and slowly sat down on the chair with the support of the wall.
Half an hour later, she put three bowls of porridge on the table and said weakly: "Time to eat!"
Huang Wei and his son walked over and looked at the porridge on the table. It was clear. He was shocked: "Is there no more rice at home?"
"There are only five bowls left. I don't know how long it will last." Xiao Yu's mother sighed: "We should save as much as we can."
Huang Wei nodded his head with a bitter face. Fortunately, they bought a 20 catty bag of rice before the accident. They thought that this kind of life would be over soon. But as time passed, there were more and more mutated mosquitoes!
Other than a few dry meals during the first few days of the accident, the family of three had been eating porridge every day. Even if their bodies were made of iron, they would not be able to stand it. In just five days, other than the son, the two of them had lost a lot of weight. They did not expect that the food would not last for long.
Xiao Yu was slurping his porridge. He had already thrown his toys to one side. When a child is hungry, even if he is a picky eater, as long as there is food, he will eat it with relish.
He watched his son devour the porridge despite the fact that it was scalding hot. He was silent for a moment before he said, "I'll borrow some food from Old Wang later!"
"Do they still have rice?" Xiao Yu's mother quickly asked with a trace of hope on her face.
"There should be. Before the incident, they bought a lot of it. They definitely haven't finished it yet. My relationship with Lao Wang isn't bad. Even if I can't borrow it, I should be able to buy some. I'll buy it no matter how expensive it is! " Huang Wei comforted. In fact, he was not confident in his heart. Things were different now. At this time, food was more precious than gold. It was life. If it wasn't a relative or a friend, who would lend it to you?
In reality, he and Lao Wang only knew each other. Lao Wang had even sold him insurance in the past. If this was counted, there might even be enmity between them. There was no insurance company now. The money that Lao Wang used to buy insurance was all gone. The person who tempted him to buy insurance was undoubtedly the culprit.
When you ask for help, you always think more. Huang Wei was worried about personal gains and losses.
He blew on the porridge. When the porridge was slightly cold, he swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls. It was better if he didn't eat. But once he ate, he felt even hungrier. His stomach was growling. It was as if his stomach was overturning. It was twitching uncomfortably. He touched his belly that was slowly disappearing. He slowly stood up: "I'll go to the other side and ask?"
He walked to the clothes rack and put on a raincoat and boots. Finally, he thought for a while and put on an electric bike helmet. He was not sure if these things could protect him from mutated mosquitoes.
"Be careful. If there are no mosquitoes, you should come back quickly!" Xiao Yu's mother said worriedly.
"It's okay. Didn't the government say that mutated mosquitoes can't bite people wearing raincoats?" Huang Wei forced a smile and took a deep breath. He opened the door and quickly closed it.
He carefully looked at the corridor. There were no mutated mosquitoes. He quickly walked to the opposite door and knocked: "Lao Wang, are you there?"
His voice was muffled through the helmet.
After ten seconds, a voice came from the other side: "Who is it?"
"Lao Wang, it's me, Huang Wei!" He quickly said.
"Why don't you accompany your wife and kids? Why are you here? Aren't you afraid of being bitten by mutated mosquitoes?" Lao Wang said with a teasing tone.
Huang Wei found it hard to speak. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said with difficulty, "I have no choice. There's no rice at home. I've been eating porridge for a few days now. I'm here to buy some rice from you. The price is negotiable."
Lao Wang's wife walked over and asked: "Why did Huang Wei come to see you?"
"He said he wants to buy rice. Do you want to sell some to him?" Lao Wang lowered his voice.
"Sell what? We don't have much. Who knows how many days like this will last? What will we eat if we don't have any rice? "
Huang Wei's heart skipped a beat. He had a bad premonition.
"Ah, Huang Wei, I know you won't borrow rice from us. But we don't have much rice at home. The four of us need to eat every day. We can't afford it. I'm sorry. Why don't you borrow from someone else? I'm really sorry! "Lao Wang said awkwardly.
"Ah, it's okay. It's okay. I know you are in trouble!" Huang Wei quickly said with a bitter face.
He stood there for a while and sighed. He turned around and walked to the door. When he was about to open the door, he heard the voice inside. His hand paused.
"Dad, when are you going to borrow the rice?" His son asked.
"I'll be back soon. We can have a good meal then."
"Can we eat delicious rice?" His son's voice was full of anticipation.
"Yes!" His wife paused. "But only one meal."
"Oh, that's great! But why isn't dad back yet?"
He slowly squatted down and leaned against the wall, crying. After a while, he suddenly stood up and walked upstairs. He did not believe that the building would be empty since there were so many people.
"150,151,152 …"
Luo Yuan kept doing push-ups in the living room. His speed was so fast that he could do it five to six times per second. Ordinary people could only see his afterimage. Sweat kept dripping from his naked back. His fair skin seemed to be covered in a layer of oil, but he did not stop moving. He was like a high-speed machine, mechanical and precise.
The muscles on his back were like two wings, expanding and contracting as he moved. The other long and narrow muscles formed a complex and dense muscle network.
Wang Shishi stood at the corner and peeked at Luo Yuan. She was at the age where she was in love. She was curious about the body of the opposite sex, but she was also a little shy. Sometimes, the heartbeat that came from Luo Yuan's bedroom made her even more curious. She rolled her eyes and walked boldly to the living room. She walked up to Luo Yuan as if nothing had happened.
Suddenly, Luo Yuan stopped, panting. He picked up a towel to wipe his sweat and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
"Brother Luo, you're not doing push-ups anymore?" Wang Shishi pretended to be surprised as she stared at Luo Yuan's body.
"Yes!" Luo Yuan was panting so hard that he could not even speak. This kind of high-intensity exercise was a test of his endurance. He had been exhausted in less than a minute. In the beginning, he could only do one hundred and seventy at full speed. Now, he could do two hundred. During this period of time, his progress could be said to be obvious.
Of course, the best way to train was to sprint. He would be panting like a dog in a few seconds. Although there was no one on the street, it was still daytime. Someone would still notice him. He did not dare to run around in case he was an evolved person.
His endurance was the shortcoming of all his attributes. He was like a defective machine that could only run at full speed for about 10 seconds. That was a serious limitation on his ability. That was why he had to train his endurance whenever he recovered his strength, day or night.
The mutated mosquitoes outside were a threat to ordinary people, but to a person who had mastered knife skills, it was difficult to even get close to them. Once he entered the state of the imaginary enemy, the surroundings would be completely silent, and the insects would retreat. Sometimes, some unlucky mutated mosquitoes would fall to the ground because they were too close, and their souls would be forcibly dispersed by the killing intent.
Ever since he had successfully materialized his Will into reality that night, he had basically spent every night outside. That layer of light that was as light as sand, let's call it the glow of a knife. Although it was powerful, it did not have much effect on him at his current level.
This was because no one would give him time to condense his Will during an intense battle.
He had killed the Rampage Lizard because he had the right place and the right people. He had only succeeded because the giant beast had been dizzy from the explosion of the grenade and the flash bomb. It had fallen to the ground and could not get up for a while. Luo Yuan had accurately grasped the opportunity. While he was running, he had slowly accumulated his Qi, which was why he had succeeded in one shot.
However, if his opponent had dodged the attack, or if the attack was not fatal, the rhythm of his attack would have been interrupted. Without the idea of risking everything, he would not be able to condense his Will.
What he needed to do was to continuously increase the speed of condensing his Will. From 10 seconds to a few seconds, and then to one second, he could condense his Will with just a thought. However, perhaps it was self-hypnosis, but it always felt unreal. It could not bring about a real threat that could make people tremble. The results of these few days of practice were not satisfactory.
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