"That is to say, the child Jiayi left you a note at home. Although she has not been seen in person, it at least proves that she is still alive and her life is not in danger."
After listening to Zhang Ning's narration, Zhang's mother let out a long sigh.
"Yes, but I just know that her life is not in danger. As for where she went and who she was with, I have no idea at all."
Spreading his hands helplessly, Zhang Ning told everything he knew. Naturally, he really wanted to find his girlfriend, but he had no direction at all and could only take one step at a time.
"Well, maybe she was taken away by her family. From what you just said, something unexpected happened to Jiayi's father?"
Zhang Ning's father sighed, thought for a moment, and asked.
"That's right, there is a monster with crab-like eyes downstairs, and a tube-like mouthpart similar to a butterfly. I guess Jiayi's father was poisoned by this thing..."
Facing his father's inquiry, Zhang Ning truthfully told his suspicions.
As for the details of the monster's self-destruction in the corridor, he didn't mention a word.
Although he has returned home safe and sound, if he told his parents that their son had just survived an explosion and had no wounds on his body, the blood pressure of the two elders would probably have to rise again. It's been a roller coaster.
So Zhang Ning simply made up an excuse, saying that the mountain cannon took the initiative to lure the monster away, so that he could seize the opportunity to go upstairs to find out.
Huskies can't speak anyway, so no matter how random Zhang Ning makes up, the husky can only stare at the big brown eyes and listen obediently.
"Maybe Jiayi's mother is with Jiayi. Don't worry too much. I heard on the radio that the government recommends that we rush to the nearest shelter as soon as possible while ensuring our own safety. I miss Jiayi She should have left Chiyue Community first."
Zhang Ning's mother answered, holding a relatively new radio in her hand.
"Yes, fortunately your mother still has the habit of listening to the radio, otherwise we would not have received the evacuation information from the government."
Zhang Ning's father chuckled and seemed very satisfied with being able to receive the evacuation news in time.
"You are an senile person. Can't you receive evacuation text messages on your mobile phone? Your memory is really getting worse..."
Taking out the mobile phone from her pocket, Zhang's mother handed it to Zhang Ning, while habitually scolding Zhang's father.
"Hey, forget it, the radio is bigger than the mobile phone, and it plays in a loop over and over again, so I'm very impressed..."
Zhang Ning took her mother's cell phone and carefully read the contents of the evacuation text messages.
The content of the previous broadcast was similar to that of asking residents to go to the nearest shelter to take refuge. The address of each shelter and simple access routes were also listed in detail below.
Going to the shelter is an inevitable choice. Although staying at home will not cause any danger for the time being, Zhang Ning has a special constitution and can freely walk in this apocalyptic world and obtain any materials he wants to maintain the operation of the family.
But as time goes by, this method of individual combat will eventually reveal flaws. Once Zhang Ning encounters any danger on a certain day, his parents at home will lose their source of supplies and can only sit back and wait for death.
All hopes are pinned on one person, and the error tolerance rate is too low
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On the other hand, no matter what the operation mode of the shelter is, it is composed of a large number of manpower. As long as there are enough manpower, the fault tolerance rate will increase, and with mutual help, the possibility of survival will also be greatly improved.
"Mom and Dad, let's pack up and prepare to go to the nearest shelter in Siming Mountain."
After thinking over and over again, Zhang Ning finally made the decision to go to the refuge. Of course, in the end, it still depends on the wishes of his parents. If his parents are unwilling to leave, then as a son, he will have to find another way.
But Zhang Ning's worries seemed to be unnecessary. After hearing his son's proposal to go to the Siming Mountain shelter, the two elders looked at each other and nodded solemnly.
"The things at home have been packed up a long time ago. We can't take away the big things. All we can take with us is some changes of clothes and the few remaining food."
"By the way, wife, if you have any cash at home, bring it all with you. Although it is a government-organized shelter, it will definitely cost money. Don't let people in because you don't have enough money..."
Zhang Ning's father seemed to have thought of something important. He suddenly slapped his head and added.
"Yes, I have collected all the cash, but the amount is really not much, less than 10,000 yuan. I don't know if it is enough..."
Wringing her hands in front of her, Zhang's mother walked quickly towards the bedroom with a worried look on her face.
After a while, he took out a black wallet, which seemed to be filled with all the cash that could be found in the house.
"It should be enough, but if it's really not enough, at worst you and your son can go in, and I can just come home..."
After looking at the wallet in Zhang's mother's hand, the middle-aged man's face showed an expression that it was no big deal. He waved his hand and ended the topic.
Seeing what his parents were saying to each other, Zhang Ning couldn't help but feel a little helpless while being moved.
It's no wonder that parents think money is important. After all, the two elders have been hiding at home since the disaster broke out, never leaving the house. They only watch the outside world from the window, and have no idea how bad the world is now.
In this apocalyptic world where order has collapsed, food and water may be several times more important than money.
However, Zhang Ning had no intention of arguing with his parents. Carrying a wallet would not cause much burden anyway.
When the time comes to go to the Siming Mountain Refuge, he can just collect some supplies along the way. This is not difficult for him.
"By the way, I wanted to ask you just now when you came in."
After ending the topic about cash, Father Zhang turned his head and asked with a slightly questioning tone.
"Why do I feel like Shan Pao has lost a lot of weight after going out with you? Look, his ribs are all exposed."
As he said that, he pointed at Shan Pao's belly where the ribs were clearly visible.
"Ahahaha, is there any, maybe I remember it wrong, the mountain cannon has not changed much, hahaha..."
Zhang Ning saw that his father wanted to ask about this matter again, so he quickly muddled through it with a haha.
Judging from the current situation, letting his parents know about the existence of scale armor has already made them worried. If he tells them that he has a tentacle with weird functions on the back of his neck, he wonders if the two parents will still be able to sleep at night.
"want
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It’s to let dad know that the tentacles on the back of my neck sucked me into this state, and I’m probably going to have to send me to the institute to be sectioned..."
Zhang Ning complained silently in his heart. He knew the character of his parents very well. It was naturally impossible for him to be sent to a research institute. Even if he really turned into a monster, his parents would still do their best to love him blindly. Looking at him.
The reason why he didn't tell them the truth was simply because he didn't want the elders to worry.
In short, if you can hide it, hide it; if you can't, just make it up!
On the other hand, Shan Pao, who was lying on the side, saw Zhang's father pointing at him and immediately raised his head excitedly, as if his angry little daughter-in-law had found someone to talk to.
But before it could make any move, it was forcefully pushed back by Zhang Ning's look, and it fell to the ground obediently.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother woke up early and started busy in the kitchen.
Since there was still some rice left at home and the gas supply was not cut off, the two elders and one elder decided to cook all the rice and add salt to make rice balls that were easy to carry.
These rice balls are somewhat similar to the rice cakes that Uncle Ni originally made, but the difference is that the rice balls are not fried, but the rice cakes are made by dehydration in boiling oil.
From a preservation point of view, Uncle Ni's rice cakes have a longer shelf life. However, there is not much rice left in Zhang Ning's family. After being made into rice balls, it is only enough for three people for two days, so no more rice cakes are made. Easy-to-preserve rice crackers.
A change of clothes had been prepared last night. Three full backpacks of clothes, plus two large bottles of cold drinks, were all the belongings of this family of three when traveling.
The way to the shelter has already been decided. Zhang Ning's home has a pickup truck, which is a light truck with a roofless cargo box behind the cab and the side panels of the cargo box and the cab are integrated.
Before the disaster, Zhang Ning's father often drove this car to take jobs for moving companies to supplement his living expenses.
And now, it can be used as a means of transportation for three people to go to the Siming Mountain Refuge.
"Dad, my motorcycle will have to be carried to the car by then, otherwise there will not be enough gas when driving over."
Looking at his father walking out of the kitchen, Zhang Ning chewed dog food and said in a serious tone.
This dog food is naturally the package of imported dog food I keep at home. It is produced by a foreign company called "Transcendency". There is also a cute Labrador printed in the center of the bag.
Zhang's mother also mentioned before that the dog food was bought and fed to Shan Pao only a few times before the disaster broke out. After that, the Husky never ate dog food again. Leaving it in the corner for a long time made this diligent and thrifty woman feel uncomfortable. It's a pity.
According to Zhang Ning, the ingredients of some imported dog food are very sophisticated, and the food standards are based on the highest requirements. Therefore, as long as there are no strange ingredients added to the dog food, basically people can eat it.
After going back and forth like this, and because Zhang Ning was really idle last night, he came up with the idea of this pack of dog food and ate it as a snack.
In Zhang Ning's words, it would be a waste if the mountain gun is not eaten, so it is better to grind his teeth.
"Okay, but I have to go with you. You can't get the motorcycle up alone, can you?"
Father Zhang thought for a moment and replied...
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